Quan Ji's plan is that several dozen people will withdraw.

Because she herself understood that such training intensity was simply too much for the current Holy Glory Army.

In her past life, she progressed gradually, increasing the intensity step by step; however, in this life, she didn't want to wait any longer.

However, to everyone's surprise, Fang Ba turned to his soldiers and shouted, "At ease! Attention!"

The soldiers quickly lined up, completed the order, and the sound of their feet striking the ground as they stood at attention was neat and loud.

Fang Bading:

"Give the salute of a soldier!"

The warriors neatly turned their swords around, tips pointing downwards, hilts pressed tightly against their chests, standing tall and looking intently at Quan Ji.

The soldier's salute, in the tradition of the Holy Empire, is the utmost respect that soldiers show to their ruler.

Quan Zhan had never suffered like this in his life.

It was the same in my past life.

However, in her previous life, Princess Quan always gained something from every campaign she went to.

However, Kwon Ji never felt unworthy of it.

Because she deserves it.

Similarly, Quan Ji stood on the fighting platform, dressed in casual clothes and flip-flops, her long hair tied high behind her head. When the wind blew, her arrogant and extremely aggressive beauty revealed a smile. She picked up her sword and cut off her long hair, leaving only her neck.

With a single cut, his thick, ink-black hair suddenly flew wildly in the wind, dancing erratically.

The crowd didn't understand why Quan Ji would do this, but they knew that girls in the Holy Glory Empire cherished their hair.

They consider hair their second life and would never be as decisive as Kwon Ji in cutting it down to her neck.

Soon, Quan Ji told them something that they would never forget.

"In the future, every time my Holy Glory Army conquers a piece of land, I will leave an extra finger's width of hair. If any city is breached, I will cut off another finger's width of hair. When the country falls, that will be the time for me, Quan Ji, to cut off my own head!"

Shocking...

Everyone was left with a sense of shock.

Is it believable that Princess Quan said she would live and die with the country?

Credible.

Their intuition told them it was credible!

The soldiers were moved to tears.

They made a decision in their hearts.

The young lady's hair must be long enough to reach the ground!

She's so charming.

Although she was not nominally an emperor or a ruler.

But... she was more like an emperor than any other ruler!

With such a king, the generals are content.

"The Holy Glory Army is willing to fight for the young lady!"

At this moment, the same belief united their previously scattered hearts.

Quan Ji smiled and said, "I am very satisfied with today's military parade. See you at four o'clock tomorrow."

At least, she saw the determination and passion of the Holy Glory Army.

As she spoke, she stepped down from the fighting platform, and the soldiers automatically made way for her.

She looked at Jun Chenlan, and Jun Chenlan kept looking at her.

Thousands of soldiers separated them, but in each other's eyes there was only the other.

Quan Ji, hands in her pockets, walked up to Jun Chenlan and said in a nonchalant voice, "How about that? I'm not ladylike at all."

"A lady?" Jun Chenlan thought of the women in the Xingyuan Imperial Palace who would take half a day to eat even a single piece of bread, shook his head, and honestly said to Quan Ji, "You are just right, very good."

Quan Ji was delighted. "Then do you like it?"

Jun Chenlan knew what Quan Ji meant by "like".

It means relying on each other for a lifetime.

In an instant, the ears of this Imperial Grand Marshal, renowned worldwide for his decisive and ruthless actions, turned red.

"It is a blessing for the Holy Empire to have a monarch like you."