Liu Yunxin turned to look at Chu Li.
Chu Li said, "Let's go in."
Liu Yunxin said, "Junior Brother Zhao, if you want to come out after you go in, you'll only be able to gain merits and become a centurion."
"I know," Chu Li said.
Liu Yunxin saw his calm expression and knew that it was useless to say more. She walked to the gate and took out a metal plate and tossed it to a soldier. The soldier looked at it carefully and passed it to another soldier.
After the four soldiers looked at it, they took two steps back and made way.
One of the soldiers said, "Follow me!"
He led the way and the three entered the military camp.
Once they stepped into the military camp, they saw round tents arranged neatly. The tents were spaced wide enough for horses to run.
They walked along the main road in the center and soon came to a wide training field. There were hundreds of horses galloping in a circle. More than two hundred people were stabbing at the riders on horseback with long sticks in their hands. The riders on horseback jumped up and down, trying their best to avoid the blows.
These riders were mostly thin and strong. There were no tall ones. The tall ones were not agile in dodging. Their large bodies were too heavy, consuming too much horsepower and slowing down the horses.
Chu Li glanced at them and compared them to the Ji Dynasty's army. He sighed.
The Ji Dynasty's army might be more strict but it lacked a bit of fierceness.
Liu Yunxin said, "Soaring Eagle Cavalry is light cavalry. They are agile and fast. Their archery skills are outstanding. You have to practice riding or it'll be hard to gain merits."
Chu Li said, "Which army is the heavy cavalry?"
"Black Bear Cavalry," Liu Yunxin said.
The soldier who led the way glanced at Liu Yunxin but did not say anything.
Chu Li said, "So, the two armies are not the same?"
"They're all under the general's tent for unified deployment during the war," Liu Yunxin said.
Chu Li nodded.
The three of them went around the martial arts field and came to a big tent not far from the field.
The tent was no different from its surroundings. The soldier came to the tent and closed fist saluted, "General, someone with the Soaring Eagle Badge is asking for an audience."
"Come in!" A clear voice came from inside.
The soldier stretched his hand to the side and gestured for the two to enter. He then turned and left.
Liu Yunxin entered the big tent with Chu Li following closely behind.
The interior of the tent was brightly lit. Behind a wide and large table, there was an armchair. The armchair was covered with a white tiger skin, shiny and flawless.
A slim young man sat steadily on the white tiger skin. He was handsome, and his mustache added a bit of maturity to his temperament.
He sat tall and straight, his aura sharp, and he was reading a book in his hand.
Hearing the footsteps, he slowly put down the book, as if he couldn't bear to let go of it. He raised his head to look at the two.
"Greetings, General Yang." Liu Yunxin gave a fist salute and bowed. "I'm here on the Saint's orders to send someone to the Sharp Vigor Battalion."
"Hehe …" General Yang laughed heartily. He put down his book and cupped his fists. "I didn't expect Patrol Envoy Liu to grace us with your presence. Please excuse me for not going out to meet you!"
"General Yang is too polite." Liu Yunxin smiled sweetly. "This is Zhao Dahe. He killed Altar Leader Mo and his martial arts was crippled by the Saint. He was then thrown into the Sharp Vigor Battalion."
"Crippled? General Yang's expression changed and he shook his head. "Soaring Eagle Cavalry doesn't keep useless people around!"
Liu Yunxin said, "General, you're worrying too much. Why would the Saint send a useless person over? Zhao Dahe has recovered his martial arts."
"I see …" General Yang frowned and looked at Chu Li. "His martial arts looks ordinary. How could he kill an Altar Leader? Did he use some kind of trick? "
He suddenly suspected that Liu Yunxin said that Zhao Dahe had recovered his martial arts because he said he didn't keep useless people around. He knew Sun Mingyue's tricks. Once one's martial arts was crippled, how could it be recovered so easily?
If it was that easy, she wouldn't have put in so much effort.
Therefore, it was uncertain whether Zhao Dahe's martial arts was still there.
"General Yang, you don't believe me?" Liu Yunxin knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression. She calmly said, "Even if Zhao Dahe hasn't recovered his martial arts, he's qualified to enter the Sharp Vigor Battalion!"
"… Haha!" Yang Ping suddenly laughed. "What are you saying, Patrol Liu! Since the Saint sent him here, I'll naturally accept him. Tell the Saint not to worry and that I'll treat him well! "
"There's no need to treat him specially." Liu Yunxin shook her head. "He's a genius. If you use him well, he might have a miraculous effect and make a great contribution to the General!"
"Oh …?" Yang Ping chuckled and nodded. "Alright, I'll remember the Saint's words. I'll use him well. To be honest, everyone in the Sharp Vigor Battalion is dead. There are only two left."
"Hmm …?" Liu Yunxin frowned. "There hasn't been a big battle, right?"
"It's the time for the Sharp Sentinel Battle." Yang Ping helplessly said, "It's extremely exhausting. A few people from the Sharp Vigor Battalion die every day. Once they're all used up, they can't be mobilized anymore."
"… Alright." Liu Yunxin glanced at Chu Li.
Chu Li stood there calmly, unperturbed.
Liu Yunxin calmly said, "He finally has a place to use his skills."
Yang Ping said, "I'm asking the imperial court for some men and some felons. They'll probably be here soon!"
"That's good." Liu Yunxin said, "The Sharp Vigor Battalion can't do without people."
"That's right." Yang Ping nodded vigorously.
Liu Yunxin closed fist saluted. "I've sent him here. I'll take my leave now."
She could tell what Yang Ping was thinking. He did not want Zhao Dahe but the Saint was embarrassed. He could only reluctantly accept him but would not use him. However, the Sharp Vigor Battalion lost so many people every day. They would eventually use Zhao Dahe.
However, it was hard to predict how long Zhao Dahe could live under such harsh conditions.
She felt that it was a pity but she could not say anything else.
Yang Ping smiled. "I'm busy with military affairs. I won't keep you any longer, Patrol Liu!"
Liu Yunxin glanced at Chu Li and left the tent gracefully.
Only Chu Li and Yang Ping were left in the tent.
Yang Ping looked him up and down. His face darkened and he said, "You're Zhao Dahe, right? I don't care what position you have in the Holy Church of Light, what you've done, or how glorious you've been. To me, you're nothing. You're just a new recruit! "
Chu Li said, "Yes!"
Yang Ping stared at him like two swords were stabbing him. "Do you think that I'm a lowly official?"
"I dare not!" Chu Li said.
Yang Ping scoffed. "Dare not? Do you think I don't know the disciples of the Holy Church of Light? All of you have eyes on the top of your head. Once you join the Sharp Vigor Battalion, you'll definitely die. You'll die sooner or later. It's all in my hands! "
Chu Li closed fist saluted calmly.
Yang Ping was very dissatisfied with Chu Li. The Holy Church of Light really had a bad temper. Arrogant, arrogant, and condescending.
It was useless to threaten these people who were not afraid of death.
"Are you still hoping to get promoted to a centurion through meritorious service?" Yang Ping returned to the table and sat on the white tiger skin. He said lazily, "Then I can leave the Sharp Vigor Battalion?"
Chu Li said, "Yes!"
He could read Yang Ping's mind. He knew that it was useless to say anything else. The best way was to shut up.
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