The Cangyunling camp was magnificent, and the main force of the Xuanyang County troops was stationed here.

The camps stretched out in a continuous line, banners fluttered in the wind, and the shouts of soldiers training were deafening, making it far more orderly and imposing than the previously dilapidated lakeside post station.

After being rescued by the sentry guards, Li Xuancang and Zhao Changlin were immediately sent to the military medical tent for treatment.

Both were covered in blood and critically injured.

Li Xuancang, in particular, had dozens of wounds all over his body, and his vital energy and blood were almost completely depleted. If it weren't for his physical foundation being far superior to that of ordinary people, he would have already died.

The camp's medics were highly skilled and had excellent healing medicines. It took them two days to pull Zhao Changlin back from the brink of death.

Li Xuancang's injuries were more severe than Zhao Changlin's, yet he stabilized his condition earlier.

Although Li Xuancang was seriously injured and unable to fight fiercely, his life was no longer in danger, and he could gradually recover by resting quietly.

Zhao Changlin's injuries were too severe, so he had to be sent to the rear for treatment.

Li Xuancang rested quietly in the military doctor's tent, relying on the herbal medicine provided by the military camp to regulate his body every day.

His physical body was already incredibly strong, and with the continuous 1% increase in strength every day, his recovery speed from injuries far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Within five days, he was able to move normally, and his injuries had mostly healed.

That afternoon, Wang Xuanshan, accompanied by the military messenger, arrived at the tent where Li Xuancang was recuperating.

Wang Xuanshan was no longer the disheveled figure he had been when he fled. Dressed in a neat military uniform, he looked imposing.

He had already heard the news that Li Xuancang had carried the seriously injured Zhao Changlin back to the military camp, and his eyes were full of admiration as he looked at Li Xuancang.

Zhao Changlin was seriously injured and was sent back to the rear to recuperate. He planned to take the opportunity to recruit Li Xuancang into his ranks.

No general could dislike someone like Li Xuancang, who had an impeccable background, considerable strength, and unwavering loyalty.

"Li Xuancang, the order has been issued by the main camp. The remaining troops of the Hubian Post Station have been incorporated into the Xuanyang County Army. You will remain under the original Hubian Post Station system and will be under my unified command."

Li Xuancang stood up, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

The messenger, holding a military order, read aloud: "Squad Leader Li Xuancang has rendered meritorious service in defending the border, holding the retreat route to the death and engaging in fierce battles to break through the encirclement. His loyalty and bravery are commendable."

"He is hereby ordered to be reinstated to his original position as a platoon leader, and assigned to the remnants of the lakeside post station, commanding ten regular soldiers. He will be placed under the command of Camp Commander Wang Xuanshan. He is to immediately proceed to the barracks to settle in, organize his troops, and await orders to go on campaign."

He was reinstated to his original position as a squad leader, still commanding ten men, but now directly under Wang Xuanshan's jurisdiction, which significantly elevated his actual status.

Li Xuancang offered no objection and bowed to accept the order: "Your subordinate obeys!"

After the messenger left, Wang Xuanshan patted him on the shoulder in a friendly manner.

"The main camp is short of troops. The ten soldiers I'm assigning to you are all elite veterans drawn from various armies. Although they are not as capable as your original subordinates, they are all skilled in battle."

"You've just returned to camp. First, settle in and rest, and get your soldiers in sync. The border war is intense, and there are plenty of battles to fight."

In order to win over Li Xuancang, Wang Xuanshan prioritized his recruitment of soldiers.

"Thank you, sir."

Li Xuancang could see that Wang Xuanshan was trying to win him over, so he did not deliberately refuse.

There are many factions in the military camp, and it is always better to have a battalion commander to rely on than to fight alone.

Often, if you want to climb higher, not only do you need to be capable, but the people who say you are capable also need to be capable, and the people behind those who say you are capable also need to be capable.

If you have no foundation, unless your strength can move everyone, you must abide by the rules of the army.

Without anyone to rely on, even if you achieve great things, they may not belong to you.

"Your strength is not bad. Cultivate well and strive to break through to the late stage of Body Tempering Realm as soon as possible. When that happens, I will try to get you promoted to the Hundred Generals."

Wang Xuanshan offered Li Xuancang a huge temptation that he could not refuse.

Reaching the rank of squad leader with a hundred men is a hurdle that many people struggle to overcome in their entire lives.

If one could become a centurion, commanding a hundred men, it would be an absolute honor for one's ancestors, and even the county magistrate, the most powerful man in the county, would treat him with respect.

Li Xuancang was still somewhat excited. Wang Xuanshan wasn't just making empty promises; he genuinely had the ability to secure this opportunity for Li Xuancang.

"Your subordinate will certainly live up to your high expectations."

Li Xuancang clasped his hands in a fist salute to Wang Xuanshan, determined to perform well in the upcoming battle and make sufficient contributions.

"Let's go to the camp and settle in first!"

After Wang Xuanshan finished speaking, his personal guards led Li Xuancang to the camp of the remnants of the lakeside post station.

Of the hundreds of people who used to be stationed at the lakeside post station, only about fifty remain, and they have been relocated to a camp area on the west side of the main camp.

The barbarians pursued relentlessly, and even with Zhao Changlin and his men risking their lives to cover the retreat, Wang Xuanshan was unable to escape unscathed.

Many of his personal guards died in battle, and he paid a price to escape back to the main camp.

Although only fifty-odd people remain, their organization is still intact, and the imperial court will soon send reinforcements.

Although the camp was simple, it was clean and tidy, and the soldiers were treated the same as the main army, with sufficient food, fodder and weapons.

The platoon leader's tent, belonging to Li Xuancang, was set up separately. Inside, there were simple beds and armory racks, which was several times better than the simple barracks at the border.

Before long, ten soldiers dressed in neat armor and with agile movements lined up and came to the front of the tent.

All ten were veterans who had experienced many battles. They were calm and composed, and their gazes toward Li Xuancang were filled with respect.

They were veterans who had survived from the lakeside post station, and some of them had even witnessed Li Xuancang's valiant and heroic figure on the battlefield.

Even though they hadn't seen Li Xuancang fight on the battlefield, they had heard of him and were completely convinced of his abilities.

"Greetings, Squad Leader Li!"

The ten men clasped their hands in unison, their voices loud and clear.

Li Xuancang's gaze swept calmly over the ten people, carrying an aura of ruthless power honed through countless battles.

"From now on, we are comrades-in-arms. In training, guard duty, and battle, we will each perform our duties. Those who make merits will be rewarded, and those who make mistakes will be punished."

With just a few simple words, he set the rules and commanded respect without raising his voice.

The ten veterans, filled with awe, responded in unison, "We will obey the squad leader's orders."

For the next period of time, Li Xuancang led everyone in training every day, and their strength steadily improved.

More than half a month has passed, and his strength is now comparable to the late stage of the Body Tempering Realm.

If it were a life-or-death battle against a late-stage Body Tempering Realm expert, he was confident that he could kill the enemy with his powerful physique.

The Cangyunling camp was in turmoil. Although no major battle had broken out, a storm was brewing, and dark clouds loomed over the city.

More than three thousand troops gathered, and the barbarian army continued to advance towards Cangyun Ridge, with a great battle about to break out.

"bring it on!"

Li Xuancang's eyes flashed with fighting spirit; he showed no fear, but rather looked forward to the great battle.

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