She's a member of the Xie family, and she promised not to come to the camp because she was worried they would think she was stealing the secrets of the He family army.
He Fengmian said, "It's convenient. I'll tell you if there's anything inconvenient."
Shu Lan thought about it and agreed. She waved goodbye to He Fengling and the others, then followed the bearded man and whispered, "General, if you have time later, I can give you a head massage."
He must be busy, so it wouldn't take him much time to press the button here.
He Fengmian hummed in agreement and began to give her a brief introduction to the military camp. From a distance, she could hear sounds that resembled soldiers training.
Eager to see what ancient military training looked like, she looked expectantly at the bearded man and asked, "Can I go and take a look?"
“Okay.” He Fengmian led her through row after row of houses and told her, “This is the clinic. You will come here to treat the soldiers.”
"Okay." She glanced at the clinic, where there was a huge medicine cabinet, and even from the doorway, she could smell a strong medicinal aroma.
The room is quite large and has many wooden beds, all neatly arranged, which is extremely comfortable for people with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
After passing through a row of houses and a kitchen, they finally arrived at a huge training ground.
The square was packed with people. She couldn't estimate the number because there were just too many people. Everyone was dressed in the same clothes, holding long spears, and every move they made was filled with murderous intent.
Their eyes were blazing, and they shouted, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Its magnificent momentum shook the heavens, making viewers' hearts surge with emotion and feel as if they wanted to shed tears.
She thought.
This is the charm of soldiers.
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