His entire family perished in battle; he rose from the ashes to conquer the world.

Chapter 8: We share the same clothes, we share the same hatred!

That's right!

The issue is……

Mu Yuan took in everyone's expressions, and then what he said next stunned everyone once again.

Who in the military is responsible for training new recruits?

A short but capable-looking general stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "General, this humble general is Wang Lie."

Mu Yuan's lips curled up slightly, his eyes filled with an indescribable mockery:

"Alright, starting tomorrow morning, I'll be your new recruit. You must train me with the strictest standards—that's a military order! Otherwise, you know what will happen—law-fighting."

In an instant, everyone present was stunned, their minds completely blank.

Qin Hongxiu almost wondered if she was dreaming. Looking at Mu Yuan's pale yet excited face, she felt that the world was an illusion.

Lao Ba is completely insane, he's courting death!

Wang Lie was so frightened that his hands and feet went weak, and he could barely speak: "General...General, no, absolutely not! This...this will kill me!"

They also have to train according to the strictest requirements, which only the elite of the elite in the Western Army can endure!

"Hmm?" Mu Yuan narrowed his eyes, his gaze turning cold. "It seems my military orders are useless."

"No...no..." Wang Lie's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Meanwhile, Yang Daye was staring intently at Mu Yuan with his big eyes, his mind in turmoil.

That's right.

Don't be fooled by the young man's thin frame, which seems like he could be blown away by a gust of wind. But in his eyes, there is a familiar feeling that he has only seen before in the eyes of the old prince: ruthless!

To achieve their goals, they are ruthless not only to others but also to themselves, so ruthless that they are willing to pay any price, including themselves.

This... is what the descendants of the Prince of Xiping should be like!

Ahhh~~

Yang Daye suddenly looked up, letting out a series of roars like a wild beast. He casually ripped off his cloak, revealing his muscular shoulders, and roared with bloodshot eyes:

"Damn it, what are we worried about? The commander isn't afraid, so what are we even thinking about?"

After saying that, he abruptly turned to face the crowd and shouted, "Very well, starting tomorrow, all the officers and soldiers in the camp will train with the Commander-in-Chief! Anyone who dares to skip training or slack off will have their head ripped off!"

These words were like a spark, igniting a raging fire in everyone's heart.

"Yes, they're all with the commander."

"What's the big deal? It's just training! I'm willing to follow the commander-in-chief and share both the joys and the hardships!"

"We are willing to follow the Commander-in-Chief!"

Instantly, the atmosphere inside the tent became intense, with everyone rubbing their hands together, their fighting spirit soaring to the heavens!

Seeing this, Mu Yuan's usually calm eyes finally showed a satisfied expression.

He understood that from this moment on, he had truly planted some ties in the hearts of this elite force.

Now, without saying another word, Mu Yuan nodded calmly, turned around and left, walking straight out of the tent.

His steps were steady, and his back was ramrod straight.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the military tent and lowered the curtain to block the view from inside,

He breathed a sigh of relief, then a strong wave of dizziness hit him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

I stumbled, and the world seemed to spin.

Since transmigrating, he has been under immense mental stress, exhausting his mental and physical strength, and this body is far too weak.

The moment he relaxed, weakness overwhelmed him like a flood.

Just as he was about to fall, a warm little hand supported his right arm.

It is Qin Hongxiu.

She followed him out, her expression complex as she stared at Mu Yuan's back. Just as he was about to fall, she rushed over to him.

Mu Yuan felt all his strength drained away, and he leaned against her. His face was completely bloodless, as pale as paper.

A shocking sight of crimson blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"sister in law……"

He leaned on Qin Hongxiu's fragrant shoulder, his voice extremely weak, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"No...don't let anyone see..."

Qin Hongxiu trembled and subconsciously glanced around.

Fortunately, the guards at the tent entrance were focused on the front, their eyes fixed on the front. The soldiers patrolling nearby also paid no attention to this area. Inside the tent, the generals were in a frenzy of excitement, their noise growing even louder, and no one noticed the subtle disturbance at the tent entrance.

Qin Hongxiu turned around and looked at the weak Mu Yuan in her arms. Although he looked like he was in pain and his body seemed like it would collapse at any moment, his eyes were still firm and his will never gave in.

In the mourning hall, he faced Prince Ning, drew his bow and nocked an arrow, showing no fear.

Facing the group of women, he spoke eloquently, revealing the entire situation in an instant.

Today, he establishes his authority in the fierce military camp, clearly a new generation of commander.

But he's not even twenty years old yet. Just yesterday he was so timid and cowardly...

Three completely different shadows overlapped to form one person, leaving Qin Hongxiu feeling a sense of unprecedented confusion, a deep inner turmoil, and an irresistible curiosity.

What will he do next?

Qin Hongxiu gritted her teeth, wrapped one arm tightly around Mu Yuan's waist, and supported his arm with the other, pressing him against her slender and exquisite body.

He was terrified of being seen, and his body was incredibly hot; his heavy breathing was like a broken bellows. All of this made Qin Hongxiu's heart pound.

Fortunately, the army commander's tent was right next door. She did almost everything she could to finally help him, looking disheveled, into the commander's tent next door.

"You almost lost your life for a moment of pleasure. Do you think it was worth it?"

Mu Yuan was too exhausted to speak at this point.

He felt as if his chest was filled with glowing embers, making each breath difficult and heavy.

This body seems like it could collapse at any moment.

Thinking back to my past life, I remember once riding a fully armed force for 400 miles, going for days and nights without needing to close my eyes. I could still joke around with my comrades.

In less than two days, without any major conflict, Xu Cheng almost fainted.

Upon entering the tent, Qin Hongxiu nearly fell onto the bed with him.

cough cough.

Mu Yuan lay on the cold leather rug, coughing incessantly. He coughed so hard it felt like he was vomiting his lungs, and his face flushed with a sickly redness.

When Qin Hongxiu saw that he looked like he might die at any moment, most of the anger she had felt earlier dissipated instantly, replaced by a panic and fear that she herself could not explain.

She tried to get some hot water, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed by an icy hand.

"Don't...call the doctor..." Mu Yuan gasped for breath.

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