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

Although the ranks were still uneven, everyone was in high spirits and looked at Zhao Daxuan with gratitude on their faces.

Zhao Daxuan paced back and forth in front of the team twice, nodding in satisfaction. Everyone's condition had recovered very well, even better than before the morning training.

"Great! Everyone's in great spirits; it was worth the big meal I prepared for lunch!"

"Keep the extra training this afternoon! Those who can keep it up will get an extra workout tonight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cheer erupted from below.

"Li Erlong, step forward!"

"arrive!"

Upon hearing this, Li Erlong quickly stepped forward, his gaze fixed intently on Zhao Daxuan.

"This afternoon you'll lead the team in knife formation training!"

"promise!"

Although the sword formation training was more difficult and tiring than the basic training in the morning, Li Erlong was full of fighting spirit. His experience in the morning made him more determined in his judgment.

He then led his team, armed with longswords, to begin the afternoon's sword formation training.

"Charge! Cut!"

"drink!"

Zhao Daxuan stood expressionlessly to the side, watching Li Erlong organize the sword formation and practice the basic alternating sword strikes. When the front row swung their swords, the back row prepared, and so on, forming a wave of swords.

Each strike, though uneven in movement, was delivered with overwhelming momentum.

Zhao Daxuan didn't mind. He had only taken over for the first day, and with intensive training, he believed he would see results soon.

While Zhao Daxuan was training, the other teams returned to the training ground. Seeing the teams training their sword formations with great momentum, everyone was taken aback.

"No way! They're training again? And it's a sword formation training session!"

"Are they crazy? Aren't they afraid of ruining their health?"

"You know what, if I could eat the same food as them at lunch, I'd be willing to train too."

"Me too! Didn't you see how good they ate for lunch? Those huge chunks of pork belly, it made my mouth water!"

Someone said sourly, "Even if they eat well, they still need to replenish their bodies. Let's see if they can even get out of bed tomorrow!"

The other onlookers watched Zhao Daxuan's team train with mixed feelings; some were envious, some were mocking, and some were waiting to see them make a fool of themselves.

In the afternoon, when Zhao Daxuan's men were training, they no longer cared about what others were saying and were completely absorbed in their training.

They slashed with each strike, changing formations again and again. Whenever they felt exhausted, a surge of power would rise within them, enabling them to swing their swords once more.

Just as Zhao Daxuan was watching everyone train with his hands behind his back, a messenger came running up and stopped beside Zhao Daxuan to salute.

"Lord Zhao, the Commandant requests your presence."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daxuan smiled slightly, assuming that a new reward from above had arrived.

After giving Li Erlong some instructions, Zhao Daxuan turned around and followed the messenger quickly to Zhang Xiaoshan's tent.

Zhao Daxuan strode into the tent and bowed to Zhang Xiaoshan, who was sitting in the center.

"Lord Zhang, as soon as I woke up this morning, I heard magpies chirping on the roof. It seems there's good news to come!"

Zhao Daxuan grinned at Zhang Xiaoshan: "So, you called me here right away? Is there some good news to tell me?"

Zhang Xiaoshan smiled and nodded, saying, "That's right, there is indeed good news. I reported your achievements in the Daliang Mountains, and the general greatly appreciates you and has specially rewarded you with 50 taels of silver."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daxuan's face immediately fell: "No way, sir? You only rewarded me with 50 taels? Did you forget anything else?"

Zhang Xiaoshan smiled and shook his head: "That's naturally impossible. With such an amazing record, how could a mere 50 taels possibly suffice?"

As he spoke, he picked up a document beside him and handed it to Zhao Daxuan: "Here, your official appointment letter has been issued."

Seeing Zhao Daxuan's smile fade again, Zhang Xiaoshan laughed heartily, "Don't rush, let me finish!"

"The general learned that you greatly admired the twin sisters he arranged for you, so this time he has carefully selected another beauty as your reward for your military achievements!"

Zhang Xiaoshan raised an eyebrow at Zhao Daxuan: "How's it going? Happy? The general specifically instructed that if you continue to perform well, not only will you be promoted, but all the beauties he's collected will also be your reward!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daxuan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but smile. He immediately clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.

"Thank you for recommending me for merit, sir. I will certainly live up to your high expectations!"

Zhang Xiaoshan nodded in satisfaction: "You've just been promoted to centurion. Use this time to work on cohesion within your unit, strive for further achievements, and perhaps before long, we'll be on equal footing!"

Zhao Daxuan patted his chest confidently, then asked slyly, "Lord Zhang, where can I pick up my beauty?"

"What's the rush? Training isn't over yet this afternoon. Even if I took it, you couldn't bring it home!"

Zhang Xiaoshan paused for a moment, then continued, "Come back after you finish your training this afternoon. Someone will take you to bring the beauty home then."

"what!"

Zhao Daxuan looked disappointed: "Fine, I'll come back after training this afternoon."

He turned to leave, but after a couple of steps, he turned back and said, “By the way, sir, one of my soldiers has performed very well. I’m promoting him to platoon leader. Could you please have someone write me a formal document?”

Zhang Xiaoshan waved his hand: "Alright, you don't need to tell me about such a small matter. Just tell the clerk directly."

Zhao Daxuan then returned to the training ground with a happy expression and continued to urge his soldiers to continue training.

The afternoon seemed unusually long to him, which made him dissatisfied with the training of his soldiers, and he couldn't help but scold them repeatedly.

"Could you use a little more force when you strike?"

"What happened?"

"Didn't you eat enough for lunch?"

"Run faster! Run faster!"

Under Zhao Daxuan's command, everyone gritted their teeth and chopped even more vigorously.

The autumn wind was chilly, but everyone was still drenched in sweat.

It wasn't until evening that Zhao Daxuan told everyone to stop training, and immediately a large number of people lay on the ground again.

Zhao Daxuan then instructed Zhao Fubao to go to the camp gate and bring Li Tiezhu in with the food.

At this moment, Li Erlong suddenly came over.

"Sir, we feel really bad that you've gone to so much trouble. We'd rather just go to the dining hall."

Zhao Daxuan waved his hand dismissively: "Alright, if you follow me, I won't let you go hungry!"

He paused, then added, "However, the more you eat, the faster you will recover. After you finish the meals I've prepared, if you still have room to eat, you can go to the mess hall in the barracks to continue eating; it would be a waste not to."

Li Erlong nodded upon hearing this, finding it reasonable. Although they felt full after lunch, they quickly became hungry again. Given the current training intensity, they felt they could eat as much as they wanted.

After arranging meals for his men, Zhao Daxuan turned and headed straight for Zhang Xiaoshan's tent with anticipation in his eyes.

My beauty, I've come to take you home!