He Jiuniang raised an eyebrow and said, "Let's go!"
This plan was devised by her and Lu Baichuan. If they hadn't personally trained a group of soldiers, others would have thought it was too idealistic and impossible to actually train.
If we don't let them see it for themselves, it will be very difficult for Prince Jing to train them later. It's better to solve the problem for him once and for all, so we don't have to bother others again later.
Anyway, it's still early, and it's not a good time to take the plane out and rush around in broad daylight, so let's play with them for a while.
As soon as Prince Jing went out, people immediately stood by to receive his orders. Prince Jing instructed, "Have everyone assemble at the drill ground. I have something important to announce!"
"yes!"
It's impossible to gather an army of 100,000 in one training ground. Usually, it's just junior officers who hear the orders and then go back to relay them to their own squads.
Even so, the training ground was packed with people; as far as the eye could see, it was filled with heads.
He Jiuniang stood on the high platform with Prince Jing, looking at the lifeless soldiers below, somewhat speechless.
It seems he was used to being lazy, so even with Prince Jing standing on top, it was no use.
"Soldiers, the people of Dongting have bullied Beiyan. A great battle is inevitable. If you go to war looking like this, do I need to say more about your fate?"
Prince Jing looked at the people below and was equally furious. This was only after he arrived that things had improved slightly; it was even worse when he first arrived.
The people below didn't react much when they heard Prince Jing say he wanted to go to war. They had heard this countless times, and each time it was all bark and no bite, which was boring.
"Tsk, isn't Your Highness angry about their attitude?"
He Jiuniang started again, a smile that she couldn't shake off. It seemed that Prince Jing's situation was not as good as she thought.
It seems that only bloodshed can wake up these perpetually sleepy guys.
Prince Jing was certainly angry, but those people below him were all generals in the court. Although their ranks were not very high, if things really got out of hand, many things would be difficult to resolve. So, even when Prince Jing was very angry, he often wanted to talk to them properly.
Of course, the main reason for this was that he could not win over the people. He was always arrogant and complacent in the capital, thinking that he was quite capable. However, after arriving at the border, he found that these lazy generals could fight him. In fact, during a few minor clashes with the Eastern Court, he was almost injured, and it was these generals who saved him.
That incident was a thorn in his side; before those things happened, he never imagined he would be so weak.
“They have been kind to me.”
So even if you're angry, you have to hold it in.
He Jiuniang was somewhat surprised. Could this be a favor?
What's going on?
It wasn't a good time to explain anything. Prince Jing didn't say much. Of course, as a prince, he didn't need to explain anything to a mere soldier. He was just reminding He Jiuniang that these people shouldn't be touched casually.
He Jiuniang understood, suppressed the urge to draw blood, bent down to pick up a handful of pebbles from the ground, and with a flick of her wrist, accurately smashed them all onto the heads of the generals in front.
"What, are you all deaf when His Highness speaks to you? You are soldiers of Beiyan, here to guard the border, not to retire. If you're all hard of hearing and hard of eyes, you might as well just retire and go back to your hometown instead of making a fool of yourselves here, okay?"
He Jiuniang's tone was particularly provocative, and she even put her hands behind her back, looking contemptuous and mocking.
These generals had never been treated like this before. Not only were they hit on the head with pebbles, but they were also mocked for being useless. They instantly exploded.
"Who do you think you are! You little punk, how dare you act so arrogantly here!"
One of the generals pointed at He Jiuniang, his eyes filled with murderous intent—an emotion he hadn't felt in a long time.
"And what are you, anyway? Just because you have a beard doesn't make you any better. Acting like an old man? Pshaw, you're nothing but a failure too."
He Jiuniang was very skilled at provoking people; she usually suppressed her true nature, but now she could finally unleash it to her fullest.
"The country spends so much money and food to support you so that you can train properly and defend our territory. But you have become lax in your training and neglected border defense. That's why so many people from Dongting have been able to cause trouble in the capital without any restraint. What use are you?"
"They say you train an army for a thousand days to use it for one. If you don't train in peacetime, what will you do when you actually go to the battlefield? You might die on the battlefield and gain a good reputation, but what about the people? What about your families? When the Eastern Court invades, do you think your families won't suffer?"
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He Jiuniang didn't care whether they were angry or not, and went on and on, making everyone below grit their teeth in anger.
While we can't rule out the possibilities she mentioned, there won't actually be a war, so what's there to be afraid of?
Their emperors valued peace, and every emperor upheld this principle, as it was an ancestral precept.
Before them, several generals couldn't stand the provocations of the Eastern Court and launched wars on their own, ultimately suffering the loss of their families and lives. They were disheartened and lost the will to train.
This blond-haired brat clearly knows nothing, yet he humiliates them like this. How dare he!
"You all think this war won't break out, but what if it does? When the enemy attacks, all you'll do is stick your necks out and let them chop them off, right?"
He Jiuniang continued to provoke them, her words becoming increasingly outrageous, until the generals and soldiers below were all red-eyed with anger.
They were soldiers, and He Jiuniang's words were an insult to them.
"You're talking nonsense! I'll chop you up first today!"
One of the generals, his eyes blazing with fury, drew his broadsword from his waist, ready to strike.
Prince Jing instinctively pulled her back a little and whispered a reminder: "Enough is enough."
"Your Highness, you will never be able to tame them without drastic measures!"
As she spoke, she stepped out from behind Prince Jing and faced the large sword that was being swung at her.
Looking at her small frame, everyone knew she couldn't withstand even one move from the general; his broadsword would cut her in two.
After being provoked by her for so long, everyone felt relieved to see this scene. Only Prince Jing's heart was in his throat. Although she was just an ordinary soldier, she was still someone sent by Lu Baichuan, and he had to be responsible for getting her back alive.
Just as he was about to step in to save He Jiuniang, he was stunned by what happened next.
He Jiuniang dodged the attack with a backbend and kicked the general's wrist. The general felt pain in his wrist and immediately dropped the broadsword. He Jiuniang reached out and took it, then turned around gracefully, placing the broadsword against the general's neck. If he dared to move, he would be bleeding.
The entire audience fell silent. Her fluid and graceful movements were astonishing, and her sudden comeback truly amazed everyone.
He Jiuniang turned to look at Prince Jing and said, "Impressive, isn't it? My sister-in-law taught me!"
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