The military drum on the high platform stood alone in the sun. The red waist of the drum was covered with thick dust and had long lost its original brightness. Looking at the camp group stationed there, there were almost no people. There were only a few sparse ones.

silhouettes moving around.

This is the 60,000 troops in Yue City?!

What is the use of such a lazy army? Where are the lions that my father talked about here? This is clearly a bear's den.

Turning over and dismounting, Fan Ruoyu stepped onto the dusty high platform step by step.

With a slight turn, her skirt raised a cloud of dust. Ju stood proudly in the middle of the high platform, suddenly turned around, picked up the drumstick and hit the dusty military drum, "Dong, dong, dong!"

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As Fan Ruoyu danced with the drum hammer in his hand, the military drum standing on the high platform immediately began to sound loudly, and the drum beats were like muffled thunder with a rapid rhythm that instantly spread throughout the entire camp.

In the barracks, the sleeping soldiers opened their eyes in disbelief.

Standing beside the high platform, Xiao Zhen stared at the barracks in the distance with a deep expression, his eyes sharp and deep.

Finally, I saw someone. My eyes turned to Fan Ruoyu, who was playing the drums. This heroic appearance had the shadow of General Fan Wei. I just looked at these soldiers again. All of them had loose uniforms, messy hair, and walked toward the school with a blank look.

, while walking, they were still discussing who was playing the drums.

When they saw Fan Ruoyu playing drums on the high platform, they all looked at each other in shock.

Suddenly the drumming stopped,

Fan Ruoyu turned around, with the sun on her back. Her whole body seemed to be illuminated by a circle of golden light, which was so dazzling that no one dared to look at it. She stood condescendingly in the middle of the high platform, and her small figure exuded a breath of light from her body.

Strong momentum.

This girl, who is she?!

This question arose in everyone's mind at the same time.

Subconsciously, everyone quickened their pace. The queue quickly formed. Although the posture was still a little loose, it was still neat. After all, it was the instinct of soldiers trained for many years.

"General Xiao, according to military law, how long does it take to line up after the war drums sound?!" Fan Ruoyu asked in a clear voice. These were all explained by Fan Weixie before she came.

"Reporting to Miss Ruoyu, after three drum beats, we will form a team in half an hour. The time is up!" Xiao Zhen answered respectfully.

Some of the soldiers seemed to know Xiao Zhen. Did they hear him call the girl who played the drum "Miss"? There was confusion on their faces, but seeing Xiao Zhen's respectful look, the soldiers' originally loose fighting postures straightened up instinctively.

A lot.

Although the doubts in their hearts became more and more intense, no one dared to ask questions out loud. They only dared to discuss in low voices.

Ignoring the whispers under the platform, Fan Ruoyu nodded lightly and walked slowly to the edge of the platform. Looking at the soldiers walking lazily under the platform, the coldness in his eyes showed, "So what if I'm late?!"

"According to military law, anyone who is half a quarter late will be punished with twenty sticks, and anyone who delays the opportunity to fight will be killed without mercy!" Xiao Zhen stood beside the high platform and answered loudly.

His eyes cleared and he asked, "Then why are you still standing there?!" Fan Ruoyu raised his hand and pointed at the soldiers who seemed to be strolling in the distance, "Drag those people to the stage and punish them in front of everyone!"

"Yes!" Xiao Zhen was slightly startled, and then he respectfully agreed, but his brows began to rise. He only came to see how she conquered these 60,000 troops, and was not prepared to obey his orders. How could she respond instinctively?
Chapter completed!