But when he looked up at the female soldier who ca to report, the tenderness in his eyes vanished completely, leaving only endless indifference.
The female soldier accidentally caught Shujun’s gaze, and that single glance made her shiver.
This man, usually appearing sowhat childlike and clingy when beside the General, exuded an aura that made one halt when facing outsiders, leaving no one daring to underestimate him.
The female soldier thought silently to herself: No wonder he was the first man recognized by Doctor Yun.
This man truly deserves the General!
Ever since arriving at Anle Mountain, Dong Huiying spent most of her ti lying in bed like a serene Sleeping Beauty, and the kind that a prince’s kiss could not awaken, lazily sleeping deeply.
Even during the few tis she was awake, she rarely went out.
There were eighty thousand soldiers stationed at Anle Mountain, but these eighty thousand "ghosts," whether in training or otherwise, always stayed far away, fearing their sounds would disturb her.
Because of this, though she had been on the mountain for a short ti, today was the first ti she witnessed such a grand scene.
At the top of the mountain, a vast sea of people, so many that one couldn’t see the end. Each one rugged and tall, their imposing and mighty figures seen from behind looked like extraordinarily tall n.
Moreover, perhaps from staying too long under the sun, each one was as dark as the others, without exception all won.
"The General is here!"
Soone shouted suddenly, and instantly, the vast crowd parted on both sides, clearing a path for Dong Huiying to walk through.
At the sa ti, uniformly, with a swish, everyone knelt on one knee, cupped their fists, and said: "Subordinates, greet the General---!!!"
Their voices shook the heavens, originally coarse voices, and now so many, so synchronized, that this simple phrase pierced the sky like a long rainbow, deafening all who heard it.
Dong Huiying was montarily stunned.
In the past, in Qingfeng Prefecture and Pingchang Prefecture, Hong Fei and others also called her General, and even though she had once been the Marshal of the Army, in the hearts of these "ghosts," she was forever the General who dared to venture into Dajin and rescued them from Hell’s door.
The montum created by tens or hundreds of people could never compare to that of several thousand or ten thousand.
It was overwhelming, truly overwhelming!
An indescribable shock, feeling like a hefty blow from the soul, suddenly weighed heavy on her shoulders.
"Rise quickly, I no longer hold the title of Military General, nor am I any General, there’s no need for this kneeling salute." She smiled slightly, then added, "The ground is hard, aren’t you afraid of hurting your knees?"
"General..."
Pairs of tear-filled eyes were fixed on Dong Huiying, then suddenly soone began to wail, "General, it is our General!!"
The person was Liu Yan, fists clenched tightly, crying hard, yet laughing boldly.
"General... no, General does not like us calling her that way... right, what General? Those years serving the nation, did she ever fare well?"
Every ti Liu Yan recalled the past, she was filled with resentnt: "Sir, Master!!"
She shouted almost in an oath-like manner.
Others too had eyes reddened like fierce tigers.
Dong Huiying: "......"
She sighed softly, "Please rise quickly, the ground is cold,"
These people remained stubbornly on the ground, alas!
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