Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

As the general guarding the Qishan Pass, Deng Hua was a talent carefully selected by Mu An. He had reached the Innate Realm in martial arts cultivation, was knowledgeable in military formations, and was quite accomplished in military affairs.

Although he hadn't fought in many battles, he was at least well-versed in theory and had a deep understanding of military texts.

Mu Ling'er's seemingly discreet actions could not escape Deng Hua's notice, and the middle-aged general, who was already in his forties, could only laugh.

His youngest daughter was the same way, always doing little things that she thought he couldn't notice, just as amusing as Mu Ling'er.

But he had to hold back and not laugh out loud; that was part of the professional ethics of a general guarding the pass.

More importantly, he didn't know if Mu Ling'er would hold a grudge or become enraged.

Deng Hua coughed, pondering how to coax the child.

After thinking for a long time, Deng Hua still couldn't come up with a solution.

He suddenly realized that he spent most of his time living in Ning'an Pass and only went home once every ten days or half a month. How could he know how to coax a girl?

Yes, I need to go home in a couple of days!

Just then, a soldier's report rang out from the city wall.

"General, two groups of men are approaching the pass from afar! One is chasing and the other is fleeing; the group chasing them appears to be members of the Demonic Cult!"

"Where? Where?" It was Mu Ling'er. The sudden situation made the still somewhat drowsy girl perk up immediately.

"Cultists of the Demonic Cult?!?" This was Deng Hua, who was also very excited. Those damned cultists had to come now of all times!

What does this mean? Are they looking down on Deng Hua, or are they provoking Qishan Road?

Two voices rang out simultaneously.

Just after shouting, Mu Ling'er realized she had lost her composure and lowered her voice again, holding the "Thousand-Mile Eye" in her hand and looking into the distance again and again.

Deng Hua also realized that this was inappropriate. He smiled at Mu Ling'er with what he thought was a kind smile and took out his "Thousand-Mile Eyes" to look into the distance.

It's just a cylinder, but this "thousand-mile eye" can make people see things hundreds of miles away clearly. It's truly a treasure that Lord Mu researched!

After watching for a while, Deng Hua put down the "Thousand-Mile Eyes," turned to look at Mu Ling'er, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke softly.

"Young Miss, it's the Heavenly Evil Sect chasing some martial arts practitioners. Would you like to go to the rear to rest first?"

"Is there any danger?" Mu Ling'er asked hesitantly.

If there was any danger, she planned to retreat immediately so as not to cause trouble for the soldiers guarding the city.

This was what Mu An taught her: rely more on your subordinates and don't try to be capable on your own. She always kept this in mind.

"They're just a few cultists, not worth mentioning. However, the scene might be a bit bloody, and I'm worried you might find it a little unsettling..."

Deng Hua didn't go into details, as children this age are very concerned about their image, and saying too much would only make things worse.

Upon hearing Deng Hua's words, Mu Ling'er immediately shook her head. She stood in the middle of the battlements, gazing at the two groups of people rushing towards her from afar.

"Since there's no danger, I'd rather see the soldiers in action!" Mu Ling'er said, a slight smile playing on her lips, her eyes blinking.

She waved her little hand forward and shouted loudly.

"Brave warriors, we will absolutely not allow the Demonic Cult to cause trouble on the territory of Qishan Road! Are there any brave warriors willing to step forward and cut down those Demonic Cultists?"

His small body wasn't tall, and his still-childish voice had nothing to do with authority.

But with just that one sentence, the soldiers on the city wall were all like they'd been injected with chicken blood, vying to volunteer for battle, determined to make a good impression on their young lady!

Just kidding! The opportunity to make a name for yourself is right in front of you! Whoever can get the young lady to remember them and say a few good words about them to Lord Mu will be promoted in no time!

More importantly, their garrison numbered five thousand, while the demon cultists numbered only a few dozen. If they didn't act quickly, they wouldn't get a turn at all!

In the past two years, as Qishan Road has become increasingly powerful, surrounding forces have not dared to cause trouble and have avoided fighting against them.

As a result, there have been very few battles in the past two years, and there has been no opportunity to make a name for oneself.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that you absolutely cannot miss!

In an instant, the soldiers' eyes gleamed with admiration, and they looked at the dozens of demon cultists as if they were looking at gold and silver.

These are hardly heinous cult members; they are clearly walking heroes!

Excitement spread across the city walls, and Mu Ling'er was also thrilled to receive the soldiers' response for the first time.

Influenced by the exciting atmosphere, she stepped forward and instinctively wanted to shout out the lines she had seen in the storybook.

"Soldiers! Charge with me!"

Before she could utter the first word, Wang Pingshan, who knew Mu Ling'er very well, strode forward, covered her mouth, and whispered.

"Boss, don't be foolish. This is a military camp, not a street fight. If you mess around, the Grand Steward will definitely not let us off easily."

Mu Ling'er, whose mouth had been covered, was initially somewhat dissatisfied, but upon hearing the words "Chief Steward He," she instinctively shuddered and immediately calmed down.

She patted Wang Pingshan's hand, then coughed lightly and muttered something in a pretentious manner.

"Nonsense! What I meant to say was that the soldiers should perform well, not that I was planning anything reckless!"

Wang Pingshan remained silent, simply scratching his head with a憨厚 (honest and simple) expression.

His father had taught him that no matter who was right or wrong, the young lady was always right.

Argue less, listen more, and only do the right thing at crucial moments.

Realizing she had made a foolish mistake, Mu Ling'er didn't say anything more. She looked at the excited soldiers and then at Deng Ai, who was waiting to the side.

"General Deng, I am not knowledgeable about military matters, so I will leave the decision to you."

"Your subject will certainly not fail in his mission."

"Su Mu, Lin He, Wang Jiang... you all lead your troops to accompany this general into battle, and make sure that the cultists never return!"

Amidst the rousing bugle calls, the unselected soldiers looked as if they had lost a precious treasure, watching their general and his personal guards descend from the city wall with utter dejection.

Bah! This guy calls himself a general?! He's trying to steal even the smallest credit! He's more eager to show off than any of us soldiers!

Directly above the city gate, looking at the soldiers who had suddenly lost their spirits, Mu Ling'er was puzzled. She tugged at Wang Pingshan's sleeve and whispered.

"What's wrong with them? Did I do something wrong?"

"Perhaps it's because everyone hates the Demon Cultists so much that they were a little disappointed at not being able to fight on the front lines themselves. Don't overthink it, Big Sister, you've done a great job," Wang Pingshan replied immediately.

Upon hearing this, Mu Ling'er gasped and exclaimed softly.

"Are all the soldiers of Qishan Road so brave? Are they all unafraid of being injured or dying?"

Wang Pingshan knew exactly what was going on. He glanced at the young general who seemed uneasy after hearing Mu Ling'er's words, and decisively nodded in Mu Ling'er's manner.

"Of course! The soldiers of Qishan Road are all first-rate warriors! They are all willing to die to protect the people of Qishan Road! Big Sister, you must praise them to Lord Mu when you get back!"

In an instant, the young general, who had just been frowning, beamed with joy, and looked at Wang Pingshan with eyes full of admiration.

No wonder he's the son of the great strategist Wang, he's just different!

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