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

Upon returning to the Hexing camp, Zhao Daxuan made a point of stopping at the drill ground to urge his men to intensify their training.

After looking at it for a while and finding no problems, he turned and headed towards Zhang Xiaoshan's tent.

Stepping into Zhang Xiaoshan's tent, Zhang Xiaoshan, who was carefully studying the military report, looked up and frowned when he saw that it was Zhao Daxuan again.

"It's you again? Instead of focusing on training and strengthening your troops, you're always running over here. What's going on?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daxuan across from him looked embarrassed and chuckled awkwardly, "Lord Zhang, I'm just busy trying to improve the strength of my subordinates!"

"Alright, alright, what is it? Just tell me." Zhang Xiaoshan waved his hand helplessly.

"Here's the thing, as I mentioned this morning, I wanted to get sword and shield soldiers. The camp can't provide me with the necessary equipment, so I'm thinking of using my own money to equip my men with the gear. But buying so many sets of equipment requires approval."

As he spoke, Zhao Daxuan cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Zhang Xiaoshan.

"Please help me resolve this, Lord Zhang."

Zhang Xiaoshan was taken aback, then frowned. "You mean, you're going to pay for it yourself? Do you know how much money it costs to equip your hundreds of men?"

"Of course I know. I've already spoken with the manager of Bailianfang. It's not a big problem. The main thing is that I need your help with the approval document, sir," Zhao Daxuan nodded and said.

Zhang Xiaoshan glared at Zhao Daxuan with hostility. "Where did you, a mere centurion, get so much money!"

Zhao Daxuan frowned. "Naturally, I won at Jubao Fang. Before heading to Daliang Mountain, I placed a bet on myself, with odds of 50 to 1. After returning, I won several thousand taels."

After Zhao Daxuan finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoshan looked embarrassed. "I see, I misunderstood. Centurion Zhao, you really have a lot of spirit!"

Then, changing the subject, she asked, "How many sets do you want? I can make the decision if it's up to 10 sets."

"One hundred sets of premium heavy-duty shields, heavy-duty sabers, and chainmail!" Zhao Daxuan said, enunciating each word clearly.

Zhang Xiaoshan was taken aback upon hearing this. "Premium grade. Although I won't stop you from paying for it yourself, you should think it through."

Seeing Zhao Daxuan nod firmly, Zhang Xiaoshan pondered for a moment, then stood up. "Come with me. One hundred sets is no longer something I can decide. Come with me to the captain's place, and I'll put in a good word for you. As for whether you can get the approval slip, that depends on your abilities."

After saying that, he walked out of the tent and headed deep into the core camp. Zhao Daxuan followed closely behind him.

The camp of Colonel Chu Hanchuan was not far from Zhang Xiaoshan's; it only took the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to get there. From the outside, apart from being a little larger than Zhang Xiaoshan's camp, it was nothing special.

After being informed, the two entered smoothly and went into the tent. Zhang Zhaodaxuan saw a scholar-looking general sitting at the head of the table.

Although he was in the camp, he was not wearing the uniform of the city guards, but rather a scholar's robe, which made him stand out with his refined and scholarly appearance.

When he looked up at Zhao Daxuan and the other man, his indifferent gaze carried an invisible pressure.

"Your subordinate Zhang Xiaoshan greets Commandant."

"This humble officer, Zhao Daxuan, greets Commandant."

Zhang Xiaoshan bowed respectfully, and Zhao Daxuan also performed a standard military salute.

As a captain-level officer, he commanded five thousand men and was already one of the top figures in Zhenbei City, exuding an aura of authority in every word and deed.

Chu Hanchuan's eyes gleamed with a probing light as he looked at Zhao Daxuan, scrutinizing him for a while before letting out a soft laugh and speaking.

"Commander Zhao, is that right? I've heard of you before. You've made great contributions in the Liangshan Mountains this time. You're truly a promising young man."

Zhao Daxuan grinned and cupped his hands in greeting. "Captain, this is all I should do. I'm just fulfilling my duty."

Chu Hanchuan nodded and looked at Zhang Xiaoshan, "What brings you here?"

Zhang Xiaoshan glanced at Zhao Daxuan, then explained to Chu Hanshuang in detail that Zhao Daxuan intended to personally fund the equipment of his subordinates.

"My lord, since Centurion Zhao is willing to pay out of his own pocket to equip my city guards, I will naturally support him wholeheartedly."

He paused, then continued, "But I can't make the decision on this matter myself, so I have no choice but to ask for your help, sir."

Zhao Daxuan also bowed respectfully at the right time, "I hope Lord Chu will grant my request. I am not only doing this to improve the brothers' survival ability, but also to improve the attack power of our city guards."

Chu Hanshuang, who had just gotten the hang of it, fell into deep thought and remained silent upon hearing this.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Zhao Daxuan felt uneasy. If Chu Hanshuang didn't agree, then most of his swordsmen would be useless.

Chu Hanchuan tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table as he spoke.

"I can give you the approval, but on one condition! As winter approaches, the northern Tartars will begin harassing the villages around us. In half a month, your troops will be sent to guard the villages in the north."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daxuan was immediately alarmed. "Lord Chu, I only have less than a hundred men. If you send us to guard this area, I'm afraid the Tartars will wipe us out in the blink of an eye!"

Chu Hanchuan chuckled, "That's not the case. In the early stages, the Tartars only came in small groups to harass us, and they weren't very aggressive."

"Moreover, the Black Armor Battalion will begin patrolling the surrounding area. As soon as there is any enemy activity, they will immediately go to provide support. If you can delay for a while, the support will arrive."

Zhao Daxuan's face was somewhat grim. He didn't trust those people from the Black Armor Camp, but if he didn't agree, he wouldn't be able to get the approval slip.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Daxuan gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, Lord Chu, I agree. But my team isn't fully staffed yet. You'll need to arrange for a few more people to come and complete the team in the next couple of days."

"Haha, that's bold, I like it! I'll make the arrangements right away, and I guarantee the staff will be in place by tomorrow."

After Chu Hanchuan finished speaking, he pulled out a slip of paper from the table, signed it in a flamboyant manner, placed it on the table, and pushed it toward Zhao Daxuan.

"Take the approval slip. I didn't mean to make things difficult for you. I'm taking a risk by writing this approval slip for you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daxuan forced a smile and stepped forward to accept the gift, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, sir."

Chu Hanchuan smiled and waved his hand, "Alright, alright, you can go now."

Zhang Xiaoshan and Zhao Daxuan then left Chu Hanchuan's camp.

On the way back, Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Zhao Daxuan with a smile, "Daxuan, are you satisfied now?"

Zhao Daxuan gave a wry smile. "Lord Zhang, please don't tease me. By the way, sir, I need to go to Bailian Workshop to place an order. I also need to ask for leave from you this afternoon; it's urgent."

Zhang Xiaoshan readily agreed, nodding, "You can arrange it yourself."

So Zhao Daxuan bid farewell to Zhang Xiaoshan, left the core camp, and returned to Bailianfang.

When he stepped into the reception room of Bailianfang again, Mo Hanfeng, who came to greet him, immediately looked surprised.

"Why are you here again, Lord Zhao? Have you already received the approval document?"

Zhao Daxuan grinned and said calmly, "What's so difficult about a mere approval slip?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Hanfeng gave a thumbs up, "Lord Zhao is indeed incredibly capable!"

Zhao Daxuan coughed twice. He didn't want to delay. In half a month, he would be leading a team to guard the northern garrison, and he had to solve the equipment problem as soon as possible.

So he simply took out the approval slip and handed it to Mo Hanfeng.

"Never mind that, the approval document is here. Now can we talk about the construction schedule?"