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

"Qingci, why are you with Zhao Daxuan? Where are you going?"

Leng Wuye's cheeks twitched uncontrollably, and a suppressed sound came from deep in his throat.

Zhao Daxuan stepped to the side, blocking Shen Qingci's path, and frowned as he looked at Leng Wuye.

"Captain Leng, is it your place to address me as 'Qing Ci'? Please have some self-respect!"

Leng Wuye felt his anger rising, and he roared as soon as Zhao Daxuan finished speaking.

"Shut up, it's none of your business to speak here!"

He then stepped forward, intending to push Zhao Daxuan aside and face Shen Qingci directly.

But when he reached out and pushed Zhao Daxuan hard, there was no response.

Leng Wuye frowned immediately, his hands moving together, veins bulging.

"Get out of the way!"

A loud shout rang out, but the scene of Zhao Daxuan staggering backward that I had imagined did not happen.

His hands felt as if they were pressed against a mountain wall, yet the figure before him remained unmoved.

Leng Wuye's expression changed, and he regained a sliver of his rationality.

He finally realized that Zhao Daxuan was not someone he could bully at will.

He pulled his hand back, his face grim, and took two steps around, trying to approach Shen Qingci from the other side.

No matter how he turned, Zhao Daxuan always stood in front of him.

"Zhao Daxuan, what do you mean by this!"

Leng Wuye gritted his teeth as he looked at Zhao Daxuan in front of him.

"It doesn't mean anything, I just wanted to tell you that from now on, Qingci is my woman! Stay away from her!"

Zhao Daxuan's words were like a heavy hammer, striking Leng Wuye's head and making him feel dizzy.

Leng Wuye looked at Shen Qingci with his last hope, only to find her staring at him expressionlessly.

Shen Qingci's eyes held a cold indifference that kept people at arm's length, and Leng Wuye immediately felt a pang of pain in his heart.

"Qingci, for the past month or so, I've been showering you with care and concern every day. Haven't you felt even a little bit moved?"

"Why would you choose a mere captain instead of me? What makes me inferior to him?"

Shen Qingci looked at Leng Wuye with indifferent eyes, showing no intention of responding.

Seeing Shen Qingci's expression, Zhao Daxuan knew what she meant.

So he took another step forward, his burly body casting a long shadow in the sunlight, blocking half of Leng Wuye's body.

"Captain Leng, is there anything else? If not, don't bother us on our way home!"

Zhao Daxuan emphasized the last few words, "I'm going home."

This immediately caused Leng Wuye's forehead veins to bulge again, and he clenched his hands tightly with a livid face.

Seeing that Leng Wuye was panting and didn't speak, Zhao Daxuan protected Shen Qingci and walked around him, heading out of the camp.

As Leng Wuye felt the footsteps receding behind him, he breathed heavily, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

The two bodyguards following behind him looked at Leng Wuye with some concern and stepped forward to whisper words of advice.

"My lord, there's no need to get angry over a woman. With your status, what kind of woman can't you have?"

"That's right, sir, please calm down. We have more important matters to attend to on this trip. We don't need to offend Zhao Daxuan over the warhorse he has."

The guard's last words instantly awakened Leng Wuye.

He then remembered that he had waited for so long outside the general's tent just to wait for Zhao Daxuan.

As a result, he was so angry at the sight of Zhao Daxuan and Shen Qingci appearing together that he lost his temper.

For a moment, he was so caught up in his romantic feelings that he forgot about his own important matters.

Leng Wuye quickly turned around and chased after Zhao Daxuan.

"Wait a moment!"

Leng Wuye's voice rang out behind Zhao Daxuan and the other person. Zhao Daxuan frowned and turned around to look behind him.

"Captain Leng, I advise you not to persist, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

A flash of anger crossed Leng Wuye's face, but he quickly suppressed it.

He took a deep breath, forced a stiff smile, and tried to adjust his facial expression.

"Commander Zhao, you've misunderstood. I've come to see you this time because I have important matters to discuss with you."

Zhao Daxuan looked Leng Wuye up and down with a strange expression. Could it be that the other party had been provoked by him?

What could Leng Wuye possibly have to do with him?

"Oh? I think we don't have much to talk about. I'll take my leave now!"

He turned to leave as he spoke. Leng Wuye's expression turned anxious, and he quickly stepped forward to block Zhao Daxuan's path.

"Commander Zhao, I'll only take up a moment of your time, please give me a little time."

Zhao Daxuan frowned, crossed his arms, and quietly looked at Leng Wuye in front of him, waiting for him to continue.

This was the first time Leng Wuye had been so ignored by a captain, and he felt as if the veins on his forehead had been bulging non-stop all day.

But he still tried to state the purpose of his trip in a calm tone.

"Among the spoils of war acquired by Commander Zhao this time, there are quite a few warhorses, many of which were lost by my Black Armor Battalion on the battlefield. Please return them, Commander Zhao."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daxuan revealed a strange smile as he looked at Leng Wuye in front of him.

"Captain Leng, you've misunderstood! Among the spoils of war from our Wangbei Camp, there were never any Black Armor Camp warhorses; they were all Tartar warhorses we captured!"

Leng Wuye's eyes widened, as if sparks were flying from them.

"You...you're talking nonsense!"

"Commander Zhao, our warhorses are all marked. Would you dare let us inspect them?"

Zhao Daxuan sneered, looking at Leng Wuye as if he were a fool.

"Captain Leng, I'll repeat myself: we don't have any Black Armor Battalion warhorses, and we certainly won't allow you to inspect us!"

Leng Wuye stood there, his expression changing repeatedly, before finally looking at Zhao Daxuan with a gloomy expression and speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Okay, if you don't have it, you don't have it! I'll buy it from you then, alright?"

Leng Wuye felt his heart bleeding. These were clearly his own warhorses, but now he had to spend money to buy them from Zhao Daxuan.

After today's battle, his cavalry suffered heavy losses, with 700 men killed, 700 horses lost, and hundreds more wounded.

This is precisely the time when their Black Armor Battalion urgently needs to replenish its warhorses. Without warhorses, the Black Armor Battalion is like a toothless tiger.

Although it can still hurt people, its lethality is very limited.

I'm enduring this pain and heavy bleeding now, but as long as I can regain my strength, this temporary loss is worth it. I'll be able to get it back from other sources sooner or later.

However, without the guarantee of strength, the losses during this gap period may be far greater than the losses from purchasing warhorses.

Zhao Daxuan raised an eyebrow, looking at Leng Wuye who was suppressing his anger, and suddenly felt a sense of novelty.

Leng Wuye had always maintained a calm and collected demeanor, as if everything was under his control.

Unexpectedly, now that their strength has diminished, they have revealed a rarely seen side of themselves.

"Captain Leng, why do you insist on buying warhorses from me?"

Zhao Daxuan's question made Leng Wuye silent for a moment, but he still shook his head.

"Commander Zhao, you don't need to know anything, just sell me the warhorse!"

Just as Zhao Daxuan saw that Leng Wuye was unwilling to answer and his face showed disappointment, a clear, cold voice rang out behind him.

"Southern fodder horses are no match for northern warhorses. Excellent warhorses are already scarce in the countryside, and there are hardly any in circulation."

"As for the warhorses in the north, they have always been prohibited from being sold by the Tartars. Because of the current war between the two sides, even smuggled goods are scarce in the short term! It is even more impossible to sell warhorses to the Great Xia."

"Young Master Zhao, the warhorse you hold is the only source of warhorses for Captain Leng Wuye!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daxuan's eyes lit up, and he smiled as he looked at Leng Wuye in front of him.

"Haha, Captain Leng, it's not impossible for me to buy warhorses from you! But I'll keep all the top-quality warhorses I've captured for my own use!"

"However, I can sell you those substandard warhorses; the price will be based on market value!"

After a pause, Zhao Daxuan added a sentence.

"Yes, that's the market price for a top-quality warhorse!"