A sickly fellow ridiculed by the entire army? I'll be the most beautiful woman in the barracks!

Upon opening the gate, a man dressed in the standard leather armor of the city guards, with a small red flag tucked into his waistband, appeared before them.

The man had a fierce face, and a group of ordinary city guards followed behind him.

Zhao Daxuan looked around and saw that the two city guards hiding at the very back of the group were the same two who had escaped yesterday.

Immediately, Zhao Daxuan roughly guessed the whole story.

It is estimated that after the tall, thin man and his companions returned, they not only failed to raise money for compensation, but also brought in reinforcements, attempting to intimidate others with their power.

Zhao Daxuan, with a blank expression, said to the squad leader Deng Rong, "Heh, I don't know what I did to deserve such a commotion."

When Deng Rong saw Zhao Daxuan come out, he looked at him suspiciously for a while. In his memory, Zhao Daxuan always looked sickly.

Unlike Zhao Daxuan, who had bright, piercing eyes and a spirited demeanor, Zhao Daxuan in front of him was quite different.

Upon hearing Zhao Daxuan's question, Deng Rong was certain that it was indeed Zhao Daxuan.

"Hmph! You seriously injured your comrade, showed no respect for military discipline, damaged morale, and disrupted our army's spirit. You deserve to die!"

"Now come with me to see Commandant Zhang Xiaoshan and await his judgment!"

After hearing Deng Rong's words, Zhao Daxuan sneered and said, "They forcibly took my woman in broad daylight. It's already merciful of me not to kill them."

"How dare you act like you're in the right?"

Deng Rong's face darkened, and he said grimly, "Hmph! They're just the daughters of two criminals; it's fine if we steal them!"

"While my brothers were fighting to the death on the battlefield, you were just hiding behind the battlefield, trembling with fear."

"Do you even know which of the men you injured hasn't taken an enemy's head?"

"But what's wrong with having two women?"

"If it weren't for us, you would be dead long ago!"

"It's their honor to let us brothers have some fun!"

Seeing Deng Rong's self-righteous attitude, Zhao Daxuan was furious.

Gritting his teeth and suppressing his anger, he said, "Say that again if you dare!"

Deng Rong sneered, his fat twitching, and said, "It makes us brothers happy..."

Before Deng Rong could finish speaking, Zhao Daxuan suddenly grabbed Deng Rong's neck with his left hand.

Before Deng Rong could react, Zhao Daxuan had already grabbed him by the neck with one hand and lifted him into the air.

"Heh...heh..."

Deng Rong slapped Zhao Daxuan's left hand violently with both hands, only able to gasp for breath.

"Stop! Let go of the squad leader!"

The city guards behind Deng Rong never expected that Zhao Daxuan would dare to attack Deng Rong in public.

Deng Rong didn't realize what was happening until he kicked his feet in mid-air.

The crowd surrounded Zhao Daxuan and berated him angrily. Only the two who had fought with Zhao Daxuan before exchanged a glance and then kept their distance.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Zhao Daxuan ignored him, his face grim, and continued to slap Deng Rong's face repeatedly with his right hand.

Someone tried to stop them, but was kicked to the ground by Zhao Daxuan as soon as they got close.

Soon no one dared to step forward; they only dared to shout angrily from two meters away.

Deng Rong's face was swollen like a steamed bun before he threw it forward, hitting a group of city guards in front of him.

The city guards hurriedly caught Deng Rong.

Everyone gasped when they saw Deng Rong's face, which even his own mother wouldn't recognize.

"Alright, weren't we going to see the Commandant? Lead the way!"

After venting his frustration, Zhao Daxuan gave orders to the city guards in front of him.

Since the matter has already reached the Commandant, even if we don't go to see him today, this matter won't be over.

Things might even turn out to be even more unfavorable for him.

It's better to take the initiative and go there yourself, turning a passive situation into an active one.

With his current strength, he is not afraid of any situation.

If it weren't for his concern for the two women's safety, he could comfortably stay anywhere in this vast world.

The city guards exchanged glances, and dared not utter any more threats in the face of such a ruthless person.

After a while, someone ducked down and pointed towards the city guard's core camp, saying, "Brother Zhao, this way please."

Zhao Daxuan nodded, showing no fear.

The two women chased after him out the door, their faces full of worry, saying, "Husband, please come back soon!"

Zhao Daxuan turned around and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you all stay at home and wait for me to come back."

Then he walked forward without looking back, and the city guards only dared to follow at a distance behind him, where was the aggressive demeanor they had just displayed?

Soon the group arrived at the core camp of the city guard, which was the command center and the main force's residence.

This place contains training grounds, armories, and prison buildings. The day before yesterday, the Li Shishi sisters were received at this training ground.

It is said that the beauties carefully selected by the general were all kept here.

As the pedestrian walkway passed the drill ground, there were many city guards lined up for training.

However, the team was uneven in skill level and their movements were sloppy. Some even stopped training to observe Zhao Daxuan and his group.

This scene made Zhao Daxuan shake his head.

No wonder the city guards had an exceptionally difficult time defending the city when the northern Tartars attacked every winter; such quality was indeed hardly of any use.

As Zhao Daxuan walked past an archery range, he looked at the soldiers training in the field and suddenly felt an irresistible urge to try his hand at archery.

He turned and walked into the shooting range, picked up a foot archery bow, and pulled the string; it was a half-stone bow.

In this world, one stone is roughly equivalent to one hundred catties in the previous life, and a half-stone bow is already considered a powerful bow among common bows and arrows.

"Zhao Daxuan, what are you doing! The Commandant and a group of centurions have been waiting for a long time!"

When Deng Rong saw that Zhao Daxuan did not continue to the captain's camp but instead went into the shooting range, he immediately jumped out.

Deng Rong looked at Zhao Daxuan with disdain: "The bows and arrows here are all half-stone bows, can you even draw them?"

The other city guards all wore expressions of amusement, as they had never heard of Zhao Daxuan participating in city guard training, let alone archery training.

Zhao Daxuan didn't even glance at Deng Rong, and as if it were instinct, he drew his bow and nocked an arrow in one smooth motion.

In an instant, the bowstring was drawn to its full circle. Without aiming, he shot at the farthest target based on his instincts.

"Knock!"

A crisp sound of hitting the bullseye rang out, and the arrow, after striking the bullseye precisely, sank deep into the wooden rake.

Deng Rong hesitated, the sarcastic words he was about to utter stuck in his throat, but he still stubbornly said, "Heh, not bad luck at all!"

"Tap! Tap! Tap!"

Zhao Daxuan fired three arrows in quick succession. The arrows flashed by, and the three arrows rang out almost at the same time, each one deeply embedded in the bullseye.

The soldiers following behind Zhao Daxuan were immediately dumbfounded.

Deng Rong was speechless for a moment: "This, this..."

Setting down his bow and arrows, Zhao Daxuan chuckled, "Continue leading the way."

Deng Rong and the others mechanically turned around and led the way with incredulous expressions, but as they left, their eyes kept glancing at the bullseye in the distance, wondering if there was something wrong with their eyes.

Upon arriving at the captain's tent, one would find that the captain was already considered a mid-level officer in the city guard, commanding a thousand men and having his own tent.

He had ten squads of one hundred men each, and each squad had ten squad leaders, one of whom was Deng Rong.

After being informed, only Zhao Daxuan and Deng Rong, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, were allowed to enter.