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

On the way, Zhao Daxuan opened his attribute panel.

[Host: Zhao Daxuan]

[Remaining lifespan: 6 years and a half months (a serious illness will soon break out)]

[Partners: Li Shishi, Li Weiwei, Lin Zhiqing]

[Physical Fitness: 35]

【Strength: 42】

【Speed: 40】

【Spirit: 20】

[Skills: Divine Archery Level 5, Iron Shirt Level 5, Wall Climbing Level 3, Unwavering Devotion (Passive), Extreme Life Training, Ultimate Perception]

[Personal space: 10 cubic meters]

Skill Points: 0

I've made tremendous progress in the past two weeks, especially with some random critical hits that have allowed my strength to improve by leaps and bounds.

His base attributes were greatly improved, and he also gained a skill and four skill points, which he added to Divine Archery and Iron Shirt.

Even personal space has been increased to 10 cubic meters.

With such strength, there's nowhere in the world they can't go.

After the announcement, he entered Zhang Xiaoshan's tent, where Zhang Xiaoshan saw Zhao Daxuan stride in with an imposing air.

His burly body was muscular and brimming with explosive power, even more so than it had been two weeks ago.

Zhang Xiaoshan's pupils constricted slightly. Zhao Daxuan had made remarkable progress during this period, and his subordinates had also grown exceptionally quickly.

They were like they'd been inflated with energy, their muscles growing several sizes larger. In just half a month, judging by their physiques, even the general's personal guard, which was known as the strongest in the entire army, couldn't compare.

Does eating more meat really make you grow that fast? He had people experiment with it in private, but the results were far less than those of Zhao Daxuan's subordinates.

"Commander Zhao, have you come for tomorrow's trip?" Zhang Xiaoshan put down the documents in his hand, smiled slightly, and looked at Zhao Daxuan.

"Indeed, Lord Zhang, we're setting off tomorrow, and the documents I asked you for a few days ago haven't been returned to me yet. If we don't go and collect our supplies soon, I'm afraid our whole team will have to set off empty-handed." Zhao Daxuan frowned as he looked at Zhang Xiaoshan.

"I told you long ago there was no need to rush. This operation involves 25 teams and thousands of people, and the supplies are all arranged in a unified manner."

Zhang Xiaoshan paused, pulled a document from under the table, placed it on the table, and pushed it towards Zhao Daxuan.

"The documents just came down today. I was just about to send someone to call you when you arrived. With these documents, you can go to the supply depot to collect your provisions."

Zhao Daxuan's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to take the document, which was the approval document for their travel supplies.

Seeing the list that included 100 shi of grain, 10,000 arrows, tents, bedding, cooking utensils, and carts, Zhao Daxuan raised an eyebrow. This time, the supplies were quite substantial.

"Lord Zhang, the higher-ups are really going all out. They must have already decided how long we'll be stationed here this time, right?" Zhao Daxuan asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoshan nodded slightly: "It must have been decided. It will take at least half a month and at most a month. Someone will inform you when the time comes."

Zhao Daxuan estimated in his mind that the provisions provided were indeed enough to supply them for a month.

However, that was based on the standard of ordinary city guards. Now his troops have an astonishing appetite, and he had already asked Li Tiezhu to prepare a large amount of meat, which was stored in his personal space.

He put the document in his pocket and bowed to Zhang Xiaoshan: "My lord, I won't stay any longer. I need to send someone to collect the supplies before I feel at ease."

Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Zhao Daxuan with a gratified expression, waved his hand and said, "Go quickly, I'll be waiting for your good news."

Zhao Daxuan turned and walked towards the outside of the tent. He paused just before leaving, then turned to Zhang Xiaoshan: "Sir, if we encounter an attack by the Tartars, besides guarding the village, can we take the initiative to pursue them?"

Zhang Xiaoshan hadn't expected him to ask such a question; no one had ever brought it up before. He nodded, somewhat amused, "Of course, it all depends on your abilities."

After leaving the tent, Zhao Daxuan quickly returned to the drill ground, took out the document from his pocket, and handed it to Li Erlong.

"This is our document for collecting our supplies. Quickly take some men and retrieve our supplies."

Li Erlong's face lit up with joy. "That's great! I thought the higher-ups weren't going to give us any supplies."

He then led a dozen or so men to the supply depot to collect the provisions.

However, just half an hour later, when Zhao Daxuan was about to organize the remaining people to start the afternoon training, he saw Li Erlong run back with a livid face.

"What's wrong? Are the quartermasters refusing to give us supplies?" Zhao Daxuan frowned when he saw that Li Erlong's expression was off.

Liu Long gritted his teeth, his face full of anger: "They're willing to give, but they're giving us five-year-old rice, it's stinky and hard, and they're only giving us ten bushels of it, plus only 1000 arrows!"

Zhao Daxuan's expression changed, and a hint of anger appeared on his face: "Didn't the document clearly state 100 shi (a unit of dry measure) and 10,000 arrows? Didn't we show them?"

Li Erlong shook his head: "Of course I showed it to them, but they said that these are all that's left, take them or leave them."

Zhao Daxuan was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Call all the brothers and come with me."

After saying that, he strode towards the supply camp, and Li Erlong quickly waved to everyone and followed Zhao Daxuan's footsteps.

The others had already heard the whole story and were all seething with hatred.

"Let's go, let's fucking kill him!"

"This kind of bullying is practically pushing us to the brink of despair."

I had heard that the people in the quartermaster battalion were inhuman, but I didn't really understand it until now that they've bullied me.

Before long, Zhao Daxuan led over a hundred men to the front of the supply depot, where a dozen or so members of Zhao Daxuan's team were guarding the supplies they had just received.

Zhao Daxuan walked over, tore open a bag of rice, and a musty smell like old books wafted out. The rice grains inside the bag were dull and grayish-yellow, with many fine vertical cracks.

Zhao Daxuan, carrying the bag of rice, walked towards the entrance of the supply depot, and sneered, "Who's in charge here?"

At the entrance of the quartermaster camp, a quartermaster with a round face and a large belly sat behind a long table. Hearing Zhao Daxuan's words, he turned his head slightly and glanced at him sideways.

He spoke in a calm tone: "Who is making such a commotion here?"

Zhao Daxuan had already noticed this person. When he saw him speak, he took a few steps in front of him and slammed the bag of rice in his hand heavily on the table.

The round-faced quartermaster was startled by Zhao Daxuan's violent outburst. He slammed his hand on the table. "Insolence! Do you still want to receive supplies?"

Zhao Daxuan, with a cold face, showed them their supplies documents.

"The document clearly states 100 bushels of new grain and 10,000 arrows, yet you've given me only 10 bushels of moldy rice and 1,000 arrows. Do you think my sword isn't sharp enough?"

The round-faced quartermaster didn't even glance at the documents, scoffed, and slammed his hand on the table. "That's all we have. Take it or leave it!"

A cold glint flashed in Zhao Daxuan's eyes, and he slammed his palm down, instantly shattering the solid wood table in front of him into pieces.

"No wonder the city guards are so incompetent now; they've been hollowed out by parasites like you!"

The round-faced quartermaster was pointed out to his face by Zhao Daxuan, as if his sore spot had been hit.

He jumped to his feet, his face flushed, "Guards! Since they don't want it, then they can't take the moldy rice with them!"

Zhao Daxuan took a heavy step forward, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

"Hmph! Since you can't communicate properly, don't blame me."