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Mu Tong resorted to her last resort: "Master, he keeps asking about your marriage. It seems he's made some moves lately, saying you're not getting any younger, it's time for you to get married and have an heir..."

Mu Wenchen took a sip of tea, stopped listening to Mu Tong's nagging, and went back to his room.

Mu Tong stood there, stunned, watching the departing figure in the distance: They're already choosing samples and leaving? They haven't even finished speaking yet!

Volume Two: How Many Have Returned from Ancient Battles? Chapter 96: A Sensation

Ru Feng has recently found military life too boring, with nothing but training all day long. Moreover, she's been in a bad mood lately, and it seems her grandfather is in a bad mood too. Ru Feng discovered this by sneaking into Yu Chi Huai Yang's tent at night to investigate.

Also, Yujue and Yuxuan haven't written to me lately, but Mu Wenchen did, but it was just a blank sheet of paper! There wasn't a single word in it. Rufeng initially thought it was some kind of invisible font, so she enthusiastically used all sorts of potions to mess with that poor blank paper, but the paper was soaked and ruined, and the words still didn't appear.

So Ru Feng gave up, and then had nowhere to vent her remaining energy, but she quickly found a new way to vent.

She noticed that the soldiers seemed quite bored on weekdays. After all, there wasn't much to talk about in the military camp, and since Yuchi Huaiyang's military discipline wouldn't involve any prostitutes, the soldiers would either go to the drill ground to train or chat in their tents, make friends with fellow villagers, form cliques, and bully new recruits.

Since I'm just killing time anyway, I might as well train the soldiers.

As a result, the cavalrymen found their good days were over, because the newly appointed captain was very "dutiful".

They would get up before dawn, add 20 kilograms of weight to each person, and carry a long spear to run five laps around the camp!

After returning breathless, he collapsed onto a wooden bar specially made by the Commandant, flipping up and down it a hundred or so times, and then crossed a 30-meter barbed wire fence 300 times.

After breakfast, lift the heavy stone two hundred times!

After that, they would stand motionless in the sun for an hour, holding their iron spears with stones hanging from them.

After that, we practiced shooting at targets for half an hour, followed by practicing falling techniques, which involved leaping high backward and then slamming our backs heavily onto the ground!

It's noon, time for lunch.

In the afternoon, there were sparring and assassination training sessions. After that, there were mounted combat exercises. The entire cavalry force of one thousand men was divided into ten groups, with each group practicing against each other in pairs.

This was like a competition. The winning team got a full meal that night, while the losing team only got half a meal. Later, it became that the winners ate meat and the losers ate steamed buns.

Then, he had to carry heavy loads and a spear and run three laps around the camp!

By dinner time, almost no one had the energy to speak, and they could barely lift their chopsticks. This wasn't training; it was practically the "torture" that the Captain had described before.

They could complain, but the captain had been working alongside them the whole time, so they couldn't even voice their grievances. Besides, his physique was incomparable to theirs, and they were much taller and bigger than him. If they couldn't make it in the end, how embarrassing would that be!

So a thousand people followed Ru Feng to vent their energy, and according to Ru Feng's plan, the training tasks were gradually increased.

At first, no one was used to it, but after about two months, they had gotten used to it, and everyone had changed. These soldiers not only became more imposing and physically stronger, but even their eyes became fierce—they had to be ruthless, otherwise they would be eating steamed buns and biting their fingers to survive. The cruelest thing was that they had to watch the other group eat meat with gusto!

Where is justice?! This is utterly inhumane!

Of course, many people haven't really realized their changes yet, because although the Tiger Wing Battalion trains in the same training ground, sometimes they need a space or someone goes on a mission, so everyone actually occupies a corner of the training ground to train. In addition, Ru Feng intentionally doesn't let others know, so other outsiders are even less likely to know, except for Zhong Ying.

Zhong Ying was the first to discover it, but he didn't say anything and just let Ru Feng lead a group of people to cause trouble all day long.

What truly drew everyone's attention to the changes in the cavalry was a war.

That morning, after receiving the mission, Ru Feng set off with her thousand soldiers. This time, Zhong Ying did not come along, so this was Ru Feng's first time commanding an army in battle. For some reason, Ru Feng was not nervous, because she had been mentally preparing for this day for a long time. Ever since she was assigned to the Tiger Wing Battalion, she had anticipated this day.

The task at hand was to meet the grain transport team, essentially acting as reinforcements. After receiving intelligence from the rear that the grain supplies had been sabotaged, the marshal immediately dispatched the Tiger Wing Battalion, as only they possessed such rapid action and formidable combat power.

Ru Feng curled his lip. "Those people from Spring Vine Kingdom are really despicable. Last time we went to rob your grain supplies, and this time you've come to rob ours. How unoriginal." Saying this, Ru Feng frowned. He had been extra careful this time escorting the grain supplies, but he hadn't expected to run into them. So it seems he wasn't afraid of thieves stealing, but rather of thieves eyeing him.

When the four captains stood together, Ru Feng had a premonition that it was his turn this time. After two months of comfort, he had to go to war. Otherwise, why would they spend so much money to support him?

So Ru Feng immediately led her men to meet them. She first ordered a small team of the fastest riders to take a detour to the battlefield via a side road. If they saw anyone suspicious, they were to be killed immediately. It was best not to let the enemy's scouts (equivalent to intelligence agents) return in time to report the news.

Ru Feng led the remaining men on horseback, their black armor clashing as they rushed to the rescue. If anyone were to encounter them on the road, they would see a troop of cavalry hurrying by, their hooves thundering loudly. The young man at the head of the troop, clad in black armor with a bow and arrows slung across his back, had a solemn expression and strikingly handsome features. A blue ribbon adorned his hair, which fluttered in the wind, and his black horse moved with the speed of the wind.

After a period of rapid travel, when Ru Feng and his men arrived at the battlefield, it was already a scene of chaos and bloodshed, with constant shouts of battle. Soldiers were struggling to hold on to the supplies. Ru Feng breathed a sigh of relief, finally managing to protect the supplies in time.

Both sides were stunned when they saw reinforcements arrive. The Violet Kingdom was secretly delighted, while the Spring Vine Kingdom was astonished, not expecting the reinforcements to arrive so quickly!

The moment the cavalry met the enemy, they immediately unleashed a barrage of arrows—they had been receiving special archery training these past few days, which had significantly improved their accuracy.

Ru Feng untied his specially made bow from behind his back, hooked the string with his thumb, pressed his thumb down with his index and middle fingers, and hooked the string with his right hand. The arrow shaft was on the right side of the bow. The whole set of movements was done in one go. By the time the enemy army reacted, their general had already been shot off his horse by Ru Feng.

His eyes stared in disbelief at the long arrow that had pierced his armor, then he glanced resentfully at Rufeng before trampling Ranma to death.

Ru Feng immediately shouted, "Your leader is dead, surrender now!" Of course, this was just talk; under normal circumstances, they would not surrender, but it could at least disrupt the morale of the army.

Sure enough, upon hearing that their general had died, the enemy's formation was thrown into disarray for a moment, but they were quickly calmed down by another middle-aged general.

Ru Feng's calm gaze flashed with a chilling killing intent. With a wave of his hand, he uttered a single word: "Kill!"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly tightened her legs around the horse's flanks, spurred her black warhorse, and galloped off like an arrow. Seeing this, the soldiers around her led their troops in pursuit, burning like black flames towards the enemy ranks.

At this moment, more than three thousand enemy soldiers followed closely behind, spreading out in a fan shape, trying to surround Ru Feng and his few hundred men in the center and kill them all. Ru Feng wielded his spear and charged like the wind. Just before his black steed collided with the enemy general's horse, Ru Feng shouted and flicked the enemy's long sword into the air.

The general felt as if he had been thrown by a great force, his chest heaving with rage and unbearable discomfort. His upper body seemed paralyzed, and his legs trembled so much that he could no longer grip the horse's belly. He shook a few times, barely managing to pull on the reins, trying to draw his sword to defend against Ru Feng's counterattack, but Ru Feng gave him no chance to draw his sword. In the instant the two horses passed each other again, Ru Feng swept his spear across the surging soldiers, grabbed the man's belt with one hand, and dragged him onto his own mount.

In his dizziness, the general felt a cold hand grip his neck. With the slightest movement, the grip tightened, as if to say that if he moved again, he would die instantly.

Seeing Ru Feng's bravery boosted the morale of the Tiger Wing Battalion soldiers, and like a spark igniting a prairie fire, the cavalry quickly set the battlefield ablaze with carnage.

Slashes, hacks, and cuts—knives clashed against knives, swords collided against swords, and roars and cries of agony echoed across the battlefield. There was no anger, only murderous intent, an endless, boundless killing intent. It was like an invisible net, enveloping the enemy, tightening, and tearing them apart.

Charging through the enemy ranks with unimaginable speed, the cavalry's swords and blades left behind only flying flesh and screams of terror. Some didn't even have time to utter a dying cry before a black spear pierced their hearts, mercilessly pinning them to the ground. Those beside them tried to retreat, only to find Ru Feng, her face as cold as ice, glancing at them out of the corner of her eye. The terrifying spear swept down in the next instant, tearing life from their bodies...