In this chaotic world of vying for power, I can become stronger by marrying a wife.

The trusted aide cleared his throat, unfolded the military order, and loudly proclaimed: "Logistics Battalion Order! Lieutenant Su Ming, exceptionally brave and exemplary, is hereby appointed as a centurion in the 300th Men's Squad of the Vanguard Battalion, effective immediately, without fail! So be it!"

After reading it aloud, he looked at Su Ming smugly, waiting to see his furious expression.

The camp was deathly silent.

Li Yueru's face turned deathly pale instantly.

Although she didn't understand military ranks, she could tell that "coach" had become "centurion".

Is this... a demotion? Or being sent to the most dangerous vanguard battalion?

However, Su Ming's face remained expressionless.

He didn't even lift his eyelids, simply uttering a single word.

"oh."

The confidant was stunned.

Oh?

Just one "Oh"?

Shouldn't he be furious? Shouldn't he question his right to do so?

"Su Ming! What kind of attitude is this?" the confidant shouted, his voice stern but his tone weak. "This is Lord Liu's military order! Do you dare disobey?"

Su Ming finally looked up at him, his gaze as if he were looking at a dead man.

"I accept the military order."

He stood up and took his large bow from the clothes rack.

"When do I need to report for duty?"

The confidant was completely dumbfounded.

He had prepared a whole host of words, ready to accuse Su Ming of "disobeying military orders" should Su Ming resist.

But now, it's like punching cotton.

"I...I'll go right now!" he stammered.

"Understood." Su Ming nodded, turned to look at Li Yueru, and the coldness on his face instantly melted away. "Yueru, wait for me to come back."

After saying that, he lifted the tent flap and went out.

From beginning to end, there wasn't a single wasted word, not a trace of anger.

The confidant stood frozen in place, feeling a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

Who the hell is plotting against whom?

Outside the tent, Scarface and his men had already arrived upon hearing the news, all filled with righteous indignation.

"Boss! That bastard Liu Tao is going too far! Let's fight him!"

"Yes! Transferring us to the cannon fodder camp is practically an attempt to kill us!"

Su Ming glanced at them and said calmly, "Who said I was going to transfer you all?"

Everyone was taken aback.

Su Ming waved the military order in his hand: "It only says to transfer me."

He patted Scarface on the shoulder, lowering his voice.

"You all stay here and protect Yue Ru. Anyone who dares to lay a finger on her, no matter who it is, beat them to death."

Scarface and the others felt a lump in their throats.

Even at a time like this, the boss is still thinking about them.

"Boss..."

"Alright, men, what kind of behavior is this, crying and sobbing like this?" Su Ming waved his hand impatiently. "Go back to your training."

After saying that, he ignored everyone and walked alone towards the vanguard camp, carrying the huge bow and arrow that was disproportionate to his size.

The setting sun cast a long shadow of his, desolate yet exuding an indescribable sense of resolve.

He saw right through Liu Tao's scheme.

To the cannon fodder camp?

Just right.

I also want to see if this so-called cannon fodder battalion can forge a real... Daoist army for me!

The air in the Vanguard Camp was filled with the stench of sweat, cheap alcohol, and a faint, almost imperceptible smell of blood.

This is the Jing'an Army's garbage dump.

Those who broke military law, offended their superiors, or were simply unlucky recruits drawn into the army all gathered here. They were the first wave of casualties on the battlefield, risking their lives to clear the path of the northern barbarians' charge.

Su Ming, carrying the enormous bow, stepped into the camp.

Instantly, dozens of gazes, a mixture of scrutiny, mockery, and indifference, fell upon him.

A one-eyed man, wiping a broken knife, grinned, revealing his yellow teeth. "Oh, another new face. Kid, what got you into?"

Su-Ming ignored him and glanced around the camp.

The soldiers here all had a deathly look in their eyes, as if they had lived long enough and were ready to die at any moment.

"Hey, I'm asking you a question!" Another burly man with a face full of scars stood up and blocked Su Ming's way. "New guy, don't you know the rules?"

Su Ming finally stopped, raised his eyelids slightly, and uttered two words.

"Get out of the way."

The burly man paused for a moment, then flew into a rage: "You fucking looking for...?"

Before he could even utter the word "death," a chilling killing intent instantly enveloped him.

The burly man felt as if he were being stared at by a prehistoric beast; the second half of his sentence stuck in his throat, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Su Ming just watched him quietly, without doing anything, but the burly man involuntarily took a step back.

Just then, a sarcastic voice broke the deadlock.

"Oh my, isn't this our Jing'an Army's great hero, Captain Su Ming?"

Liu Tao, accompanied by several trusted confidants, walked over with a smug look on his face. He deliberately emphasized the word "military officer," which drew laughter from those around him.

"Oh, no, no, no." Liu Tao exaggeratedly slapped his forehead. "Look at my memory! I should call him Centurion Su now. Centurion Su, are you getting used to the Vanguard Battalion since you're new here?"

Su Ming shifted his gaze from the burly man to Liu Tao's face, where he still maintained that lazy demeanor.

"good."

Liu Tao's smile froze.

He had anticipated that Su Ming would be furious, would question him, and might even resort to violence. But he hadn't expected this reaction.

This made him feel like a clown performing energetically on stage, while the audience remained completely unresponsive.

"Ahem!" Liu Tao cleared his throat, forcing himself to continue the act. "Since Centurion Su is here, he's a brother of our vanguard battalion. To welcome you, I've specially prepared a gambling game for you, so the brothers can see for themselves and witness the fame of Centurion Su's 'Divine Arrow'!"

With a wave of his hand, two trusted men carried a heavy cowhide shield and stood a hundred paces away.

The shield was nearly twice as thick as a regular infantry shield, designed to withstand heavy cavalry charges.

"The bet is simple," Liu Tao said, pointing to the shield, his voice suddenly rising, "From a hundred paces away, within three arrows, pierce this 'Iron Rhinoceros Shield.' If you do it, this centurion's badge is yours!"

He took off the bronze waist tag from his waist and tossed it in his hand.

A collective gasp filled the camp.

"Iron Rhinoceros Shield? Are you crazy?! Even a heavy crossbow might not be able to pierce that thing with a single arrow!"

"Commander Liu is really trying to kill him!"

"What archery master? You're just bragging, aren't you? You're going to be exposed now."

Liu Tao was very satisfied with this reaction; he wanted everyone to know that Su Ming was a fraud.

He looked at Su Ming, his eyes full of mocking amusement: "What's wrong, Centurion Su? You're scared now? Well, that's true, after all, your paltry tricks can only scare people at the village entrance. How about you kneel down and kowtow to me, and we'll call it even?"

Su Ming finally showed a second expression.

He smiled.

It was a cold laugh, devoid of any warmth.

"What's the stake?" he asked.

Liu Tao was taken aback: "What kind of bet?"

"You wagered your centurion's position," Su Ming said calmly. "If I lose, what will I use to compensate you?"

Liu Tao burst into laughter: "Your life! If you lose, you'll commit suicide right here in front of all the brothers in the camp!"

He wanted more than just Su Ming to die; he wanted Su Ming to die in despair and humiliation.