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However, Song Ling still had a smile on her face, making it hard to imagine that the swift movements she made during the sparring just now came from this somewhat slender woman.

“What is this called? Everyone…” Deputy General Wang patted his head, unable to utter another word for a long time.

Shi Qing glanced at him sideways and said, "You can't judge a book by its cover."

"Yes, yes, you can't judge a book by its cover." Deputy General Wang smiled憨厚ly: "I never expected that the strategist, who looks so delicate and weak, would be stronger than those big men when he fights."

He knew perfectly well that there was absolutely no exaggeration in this, after all, Xue Hu was a notorious troublemaker who often challenged others to sparring matches and always advocated subduing people with force.

Song Ling glanced around and slowly said, "Just now, when the general spoke of the faults of these three people, I heard many people say that the punishment was too severe, wasn't it?"

"The crime doesn't warrant death, does it?"

"Of course, there were also quite a few who cursed the general?"

She spoke in such a relaxed tone, as if she were recounting a play, that no one took it seriously.

Then several soldiers brought up four more people.

The men, with strips of cloth still stuffed in their mouths, struggled angrily.

"Do you recognize these people?" Song Ling glanced at the audience and then at the deputy generals, receiving no doubt that they all shook their heads.

“It’s right that you don’t recognize them; these are all spies planted by the enemy,” Song Ling said casually, as if it were unimportant. “They’re deliberately stirring up trouble and provoking conflict within the army…”

As Song Ling spoke, she drew her sword without hesitation and placed it against the man's neck, swiftly piercing his neck.

"Dead...dead?"

The commotion continued until the soldiers below the platform watched as their general stepped forward, took the sword from the strategist, and beheaded the other three men one by one.

The transition from agitation to complete silence can happen in an instant.

"Soldiers, think about it... Why did the general and I kill them?" Song Ling smiled and slowly took out a handkerchief to wipe the bloodstains splattered on his hands.

Many soldiers who have fought on the battlefield for years still feel lingering fear when they kill.

Song Ling, dressed in white, looked cold-blooded, appearing like a bloodthirsty demon in their eyes.

It was even more shocking than the stimulation their general had given them.

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"That's fantastic!" Chu Yan clenched his fist, unable to contain his smile. He decided that from today onward, he would once again regard Song Ling as his role model.

Song Ling had no idea about his thoughts. When someone took the bodies away, the three men who had been bound hand and foot were now terrified.

Song Ling glanced at them coldly, then turned back and chuckled: "Because they are internal collaborators within the enemy's territory."

Should I die?