General Wang rose, his gaze firm yet filled with respect. "Thank you for your praise, Your Highness! I will do my utmost to live up to your expectations. Please follow me, Your Highness. I have prepared a viewing platform so that you may witness the military exercises of my Dragon Valley Camp."
With that, General Wang personally led the Crown Prince and Rong Ning through the neat and orderly military formation and toward the center of the camp.
Along the way, all he saw were soldiers standing ready and in perfect order. The crown prince raised his hand to signal everyone to calm down, while his gaze swept over everything around him. He secretly admired the iron discipline and high morale of the Southern Dynasty army.
"Ah Ning, this Dragon Valley camp truly lives up to its reputation; every detail exudes an extraordinary aura."
The Crown Prince turned his head slightly, his eyes sparkling with deep trust and appreciation for Rong Ning. A smile appeared on his lips, a smile that contained both sincere approval of the scene before him and a hint of barely perceptible teasing. "It seems she really does have something."
Upon hearing this, Rong Ning's face blossomed into a gentle and reserved smile. She did not respond directly to the Crown Prince, but her bright eyes sparkled with wisdom, as if everything was understood without words.
The two stood side by side on a magnificent viewing platform, overlooking the bustling training ground below.
On the training field, the soldiers moved about like a whirlwind, carrying out a series of highly challenging tactical drills.
They were seen working in groups, cooperating seamlessly as if they were one person, demonstrating amazing team cohesion.
At times, they fight independently, their movements swift as the wind, each move precise and accurate, leaving the audience breathless.
On this land filled with sweat and passion, every soldier seems to transform into an invincible blade, embodying the bravery and resilience of the Southern Dynasty army with fearlessness.
The entire exercise was smooth and efficient, with every detail revealing the results of the soldiers' hard work in their daily training.
As the prince gazed upon the awe-inspiring scenes before him, he was filled with an indescribable sense of emotion and awe.
He knew that with such a well-trained and valiant army as a backing, the Southern Dynasty was able to stand firm in the chaotic world and protect the peace and prosperity of the people.
Rong Ning stood quietly to the side, her gaze fixed intently on everything before her. Her voice flowed out slowly, carrying a hint of barely perceptible emotion, "The soldiers in the Dragon Valley camp were the elites I personally selected back then."
Not only were they highly skilled and exceptionally good at martial arts, but more importantly, they were literate and able to deeply understand the strategic essence of military texts.
Such soldiers possess unique insights into tactical drills, coupled with rich combat experience, enabling them to operate with greater ease and employ distinctive methods when training troops.
Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on his face. "Our Southern Dynasty has always valued literature over military prowess. People who can read and write are often from wealthy families."
Normally, such families would devote all their efforts to ensuring their children study diligently so they can achieve academic success and bring honor to the family, rather than sending them into the military to endure the trials of war.
These soldiers resolutely chose the path of military service, perhaps driven by a sense of desperation and resolute determination to find a way out.
Rong Ning nodded slightly, indicating her agreement with the Crown Prince's view, "That's indeed the case."
In the military, those who are both literate and highly skilled in martial arts are extremely rare.
When I discovered these soldiers, I felt deeply that they should not be overlooked. Therefore, I personally selected them and taught them military strategy, hoping they would become pillars of the Southern Dynasty in the future.
Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince's eyes flashed with admiration. He sincerely praised, "A'Ning, your move is truly far-sighted. You not only see the immediate improvement in combat strength, but also focus on the cultivation of future generals. Such foresight is beyond our reach."
His gaze fell intently upon the soldiers on the training field, as he pondered to himself.
Under Rong Ning's careful guidance, these soldiers are gradually growing into pillars of the Southern Dynasty.
Every drop of sweat they shed, every struggle they made, was a fight for the future of the Southern Dynasty.
However, just as the Crown Prince was lost in his thoughts, Rong Ning suddenly changed the subject and said coldly, "It's a pity that I later returned to Nanyang City for some reason, and no one continued this matter. The training of those soldiers was thus put on hold."
Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince frowned and asked in confusion, "Shelved? Why would it be shelved? Doesn't anyone realize the importance of these soldiers?"
Rong Ning shook her head slightly and said helplessly, "The reason for this is probably something we should ask the former prefect. After all, the prefect holds the military and political power of a prefecture, and he has the final say on the deployment and training of the army."
I originally wanted to do this again, but there are still many things to finish, and I also need to return to Nanyang City. There's no other way.
He didn't want the soldiers to have too many thoughts; he just wanted them to follow orders.
The crown prince was furious. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Among the advisors I brought this time, there are a few who are knowledgeable in military strategy and know how to fight. Go and meet them later and see if they can be used. If they can, keep them here."
Upon hearing this, Rong Ning's expression changed from one of grief and helplessness. She chuckled and bowed deeply to the Crown Prince, saying, "Thank you, elder brother!"
But Prince Xie dared not accept it; he only felt ashamed.
From the Humen camp to the Longgu camp, what Rong Ning showed him was what urgently needed to be resolved.
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