Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 288 The Little Nun 16

What can three hundred people do? They can be wiped out in a war!

What's important is Xue Zhen's act of replenishing her with a thousand men; this general had never done anything like this before.

Although they were nominally subordinates of the rebel army, they were actually more like a loose alliance, sharing the rebel army's provisions and wages temporarily. Xue Zhen never expressed any intention to take action against their subordinates.

This is an unbelievable thing, and Zhao Da also wants to maintain this unbelievable situation.

Now that Xue Zhen has suddenly mixed in some scum with a new army, it has made him wary. This might just be the beginning.

"Why worry so much? We'll find out tomorrow by testing the waters!" Zhao Er said dismissively, disliking his elder brother's fussiness.

If there's really something fishy going on, we can just leave!

Zhao Da glared at him fiercely: "You better watch out, I don't want to be visiting your grave next year."

The fool thinks he's still under Xue Zhen's command instead of going to the Southern Army across the river because he doesn't want to?

It's because they're afraid.

When the main force of the rebel army is not in turmoil, who would dare to take action at will?

Although Xue Zhen had some opportunists under his command, he had many more of his old brothers.

With those invincible and ferocious gods around, he dared not act rashly.

My older brother is such a coward!

Zhao Er muttered to himself, but dared not refute. His elder brother was much smarter than him; he would have died long ago without him. He should just listen to him.

As darkness turned to light, Lingyi awoke to the commotion outside her tent.

The moment she stepped out of the tent, the bandits who had just been shoving and jostling with their new comrades fell silent instantly, bowing their heads obediently like quails, leaving the men who had just been arguing with them at a loss.

"Run two laps around the camp." Ling Yi, carrying a wooden basin and a white towel draped over her shoulder, went to find a place to wash up.

Behind her, the slovenly bandits instantly lined up, and to the sergeant's shout, their steps were neat as they ran outwards.

Xue Zhen's personal guards stared at this scene, stunned for a moment, and looked at their leader: "What should we do?"

The leading man had once been Xue Zhen's personal guard, but he was sent here under mysterious circumstances and ostracized by a group of bandits. He was still resentful at the moment. Upon hearing this, he snorted and said, "Let's go eat, who cares... Ah!"

Ling Yi, who had returned to retrieve the soap, kicked him in the back and coldly swept her gaze over the others: "Didn't you hear what I said?"

"Let go... Ah!"

Early in the morning, the soldiers, who had just woken up, witnessed a brutal and inhumane massacre.

First, there was a small group of people in front of Lingyi's tent, then people watching the excitement in various tents, and finally, people returning with basins to wash up.

The more than one thousand men under Ling Yi's command, whether they were bandits or original soldiers of the rebel army, all received a beating and embarked on their running journey with bruised and swollen faces.

Those who wisely ran away first, seeing the people behind them, grinned, revealing their uneven, yellow teeth: "Serves them right!"

How dare you disobey that evil god? Do you think you're too old to live?

The bandit, who had just gone to relieve himself and returned after being kicked twice, gritted his teeth and said, "Why did you drag me into this mess?"

The sergeant, who had been surrounding them, glanced at him and said, "Team, Your Majesty... how many times has the General emphasized this?"

This isn't the first time the whole team has been punished for one person's mistake. What's with this guy acting like a foreign guest?

The beaten rebel, clutching the large bump on his forehead, mumbled, "This is so unfair!"

What kind of general is this? Not only does he beat people, but he also takes on all of them by himself!

I've never been so embarrassed in my life!

The bandit leader chuckled twice: "Why don't you go and reason with her and see if she listens?"

In an instant, everyone fell silent.

The first rebel soldier who was trampled under Ling Yi's feet suddenly shouted and, with a burst of energy, overtook the foul-mouthed bandit.

If I can't beat your leader, can't I at least outrun you?

"Idiot, I'll tire you out." The bandit leader glanced contemptuously at the fool. Based on his extensive experience with forced running, he was certain that if these guys ran the whole course at this speed, they wouldn't get any food today!

Ling Yi leisurely washed up, ate a breakfast provided by a lieutenant general, and then headed towards Xue Zhen's main tent.

There, many generals were already waiting.

Those people looked at Ling Yi as she slowly approached, their eyes filled with a strange expression.

Punishing soldiers on the very first morning—is this a show of force to subordinates, or a show of force to these people?

He beat everyone up; he's surprisingly strong for his small frame.

Ling Yi touched her face and looked back without fear: "Everyone, why are you looking at me like that?"

Everyone fell silent. Zhao Er, with a forced smile, said from the back of the crowd, "Look how pretty Miss Ling is! We're a bunch of men, we've never seen such a beautiful flower before!"

This is no compliment. They don't address me by my title, they call me "Miss," and they talk about my looks instead of my abilities. It's a perfect example of how they don't respect me.

Ling Yi's gaze landed precisely on Zhao Er, who was hiding behind the crowd: "Zhao Er, what are you doing hiding behind everyone? Do you know that your ugly face is something you can't show to others?"

Zhao Er's face flushed red instantly. He had been hiding so far away, how did this woman find him?

Zhao Da covered his face in despair, realizing he shouldn't have had any expectations of his second son's intelligence.

You have to speak first? Are you the only one with a mouth among all these people?

Even if you follow someone around and say something sarcastic, don't you know that the nail that sticks out gets hammered down first?

He tugged at Zhao Er's clothes, but Ling Yi noticed it keenly and narrowed her eyes: "What? Does Zhao Da know your brother is ugly and want to take him home to breastfeed?"

The smell of gunpowder then became quite strong.

The generals, who were waiting to see what Ling Yi's intentions were, immediately stepped aside when they saw someone standing up for them, revealing the two brothers.

"No wonder it was hiding in the back; it turns out it has two shameful faces." Ling Yi said with a half-smile.

“General Ling,” Zhao Da’s face fell, and he said coldly, “My second brother was in the wrong just now, but you don’t need to be so aggressive. This is not…”

"Alright, stop spouting your nonsensical nonsense. Neither of us brothers has even finished reading the Three Character Classic. Who are you trying to teach?"

Ling Yi raised the corners of her eyes slightly, revealing a menacing demeanor: "If you dare to act recklessly again, I'll kill you brothers!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Although there were many disagreements within the rebel army, no one dared to openly say such things, lest it cause internal conflict.

"Ling Yi!"

"Now you know I'm not Miss Ling?"

"You are presumptuous!"

"Or you can just kill me."

"What's going on?" When Xue Zhen arrived, he saw this tense scene and frowned deeply.