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

Zhao Daxuan's face darkened, and he turned to look at Deng Rong with several city guards standing behind him, his face showing an expression of "I've got you figured out."

"Squad Leader Deng, what do you mean by this!"

Deng Rong felt a chill run down his spine when Zhao Daxuan's cold gaze swept over him, but he still glared back defiantly.

"Literal meaning! Don't you understand?"

"Then I'll say it again, you're not allowed to sleep tonight! You must keep watch all night!"

He paused, then added, "This is a military order; disobeying it will result in military law!"

Zhao Daxuan took a deep breath with a sullen face, clenched his fists, and after a while, he heavily lowered the curtain that had already been drawn, turned around and slowly walked towards Deng Rong.

Seeing Zhao Daxuan's behavior, Deng Rong worried that he might suddenly attack someone, so he quickly took two steps back, pointing at Zhao Daxuan with a trembling finger and saying, "You, what do you want to do!"

The city guards behind Deng Rong also changed their expressions drastically, raising their weapons and shouting, "Are you trying to rebel?! Are you tired of living?!"

Zhao Daxuan ignored the actions of the crowd. As he walked past Deng Rong and the others, he spoke softly, but his voice was clearly heard by them.

"Chief Deng, I hope you won't regret this in the future."

After saying that, he went straight to the fire pit in the encampment and sat down cross-legged.

The city guards behind Deng Rong immediately looked surprised.

"Squad leader, squad leader, that guy is as strong as a wild beast. What if he suddenly attacks and hurts someone?"

Zhao Daxuan's words lingered in Deng Rong's mind for a long time, and it wasn't until the city guards behind him called him a few times that he came back to his senses.

Coming to his senses, Deng Rong, his face flushed, said, "What? What do we do? There are hundreds of men in the camp. Are we afraid of him? Don't forget we have Centurion Gao backing us up!"

After saying that, his eyes lit up, and without paying attention to the reactions of others, he turned around and walked straight towards the high tent.

After an announcement, they entered Gao Yuan's tent, where Gao Yuan was standing in front of a map, frowning and deep in thought.

Hearing the sound behind him, Gao Yuan turned around and saw Deng Rong walking in with a bitter face. He chuckled and said, "What's wrong? Can't handle him?"

Upon hearing this, Deng Rong looked ashamed and said, "Lord Gao, this Zhao Daxuan is just relying on his strength and doesn't take me seriously at all!"

"I tried to give him a hard time today, but I didn't expect him to take it so easily."

Gao Yuan walked to the middle of the tent and sat down expressionlessly before letting out a cold snort.

"What a piece of trash! I deliberately placed him under your command so that you would have a legitimate opportunity for revenge!"

"So what if he's strong on his own? Are the 500 good men in the camp just there to eat?"

Deng Rongwei hunched over, head down, unsure how to respond.

He dared not tell Gao Yuan that he dared not use any extreme methods, fearing that Zhao Daxuan might suddenly become violent and attack people.

If something were to happen to him, even if Zhao Daxuan were executed on the spot, it would be of no use to him.

After a while, Deng Rong cautiously said, "Sir, Zhao Daxuan is nothing but a grasshopper in autumn. He will definitely not be able to fulfill his military order this time. Why not wait until he is dealt with by military law before dealing with him?"

Gao Yuan glanced at Deng Rong, then lowered his eyes and said indifferently, "I, Gao, disdain to trample on a drowned rat!"

"Fine, it seems I can't count on you. I'll make my own arrangements!"

He then took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Deng Rong, saying, "Wait until 11:45 AM, then sneak out of the camp and personally deliver this letter to the crossroads at the foot of the mountain, and give it to the person waiting there."

Upon hearing this, Deng Rong's eyes widened, his heart pounded, and a bold conjecture surfaced in his mind.

His hands trembled as he took the envelope, his teeth chattering as he stammered, "M-Sir, what...what's in this letter? Could that person be...?"

Gao Yuan spoke slowly but with a chilling undertone, saying softly, "The letter contains a portrait of Zhao Daxuan; you don't need to ask any more questions!"

Then he pointed upwards and said in a low voice, "These bandits from the Liangshan Mountains have managed to roam around under the nose of Zhenbei City for so long; they must have their own methods."

Trembling with fear, Deng Rong carefully tucked the letter into his pocket and said cautiously, "Understood, sir."

Nodding in satisfaction, Gao Yuan continued, "Tomorrow I will send your team as the vanguard. You don't need to worry. Just arrange for Zhao Daxuan to walk at the front of the team, and I will ensure your safety."

Deng Rong was startled again, almost wetting himself in fear, and said urgently, "Sir, this...this...can we not take it?"

Gao Yuan glared at them and said, "I already said I'd protect you, what are you afraid of! Just follow my orders!"

With no other option, Deng Rong could only reluctantly reply, "Yes, subordinate understands."

He paused for a moment, then said, "My lord, I will go and make the arrangements."

He felt extremely uneasy sitting with Gao Yuan tonight, fearing that if he stayed any longer, Gao Yuan might say something that would terrify him.

Gao Yuan waved his hand wearily, indicating that he could leave.

As Deng Rong retreated to the edge of the tent, Gao Yuan's voice came again.

"What you just said, stay buried inside, and don't tell anyone!"

Upon hearing this, Deng Rong turned around, bowed respectfully to Gao Yuan, and said, "Please rest assured, sir, I wouldn't dare to speak recklessly even if you gave me ten lives!"

Seeing Gao Yuan wave again, Deng Rong left the tent.

Standing outside the tent, I felt like the envelope in my arms was a hot potato, and I wished I could throw it far away immediately.

With a sigh, he knew that Gao Yuan had gone to such lengths to help him and his brothers get revenge, so he had no reason to hold them back.

He patted his chest, stepped back into his tent, and quietly waited for midnight to arrive.

Deng Rong didn't realize that Zhao Daxuan had seen everything from when he entered Gao Yuan's tent to when he returned to his own tent with a worried expression.

Zhao Daxuan watched this scene with a cold eye, knowing that Deng Rong probably went to Gao Yuan to discuss how to deal with him.

With my current strength, although I'm not afraid of any petty tricks, it's still best to be cautious and pay close attention to their little schemes.

Opening my attribute panel and allocating all the skill points I had saved, I felt a sense of security as I looked at my new attributes.

[Host: Zhao Daxuan]

[Life expectancy: 4 years and 1 months (a serious illness will soon develop)]

[Partners: Li Shishi, Li Weiwei]

[Physical Fitness: 16]

【Strength: 31】

【Speed: 27】

【Spirit: 11】

[Skills: Divine Archery Level 3, Iron Shirt Level 3, Wall Running Level 3, Unwavering Devotion (Passive)]

[Personal space: 1 cubic meters]

Skill Points: 0

He then hid in a corner and closed his eyes to rest; naturally, he couldn't possibly stay up all night.

But now that he is in a weak position, he cannot openly disobey military orders, so he can only put on a show for now.

As night deepened, the temporary camp gradually quieted down.

Of the hundreds of people in the camp, only about a dozen were on night watch, and most of them were dozing off in a corner.

Zhao Daxuan shook his head at the sight. If the two hundred or so bandits from Daliang Mountain were to charge in now, this city guard would surely be routed.

No wonder the bandits in the small Liangshan Mountains have been unable to be eradicated despite so many attempts.

Suddenly, Zhao Daxuan's ears twitched; a slight strange noise came from the direction of Deng Rong's tent.

Turning his head, he saw Deng Rong crouching down, taking advantage of the city guards' carelessness to sneak out of the camp, his figure gradually disappearing into the night.