In the military camp tent, Zhuo Yiling took off her armor and was sitting in front. As for the young man and his maid, they were arranged directly opposite.

"Why...I just came to join the army, am I so serious..." The young man scratched the top of his head with his hand and looked at Zhuo Yiling with a puzzled expression.

"You don't know what it means to join the army now." Zhuo Yiling sighed softly, "After the fall of the dynasty, I haven't seen anyone actively joining our border guard force for a long time."

"Oh?" The young man was surprised, "How do you say this?"

"The dynasty has fallen, and we are all alone. Between heaven and earth, in the wind and snow, we have to live with lonely ghosts. There are enemies in front of us, and there is no country behind us. No one here stands here because of their faith.

"

Zhuo Yiling became more and more excited as she spoke, "But how can someone who has never experienced the dynasty..."

"I know..." After hearing this, the young man suddenly showed an incomprehensible smile. The wind outside became much stronger, and the strong wind blew into pieces of white snow, suddenly filling the tent with the coldness.

feeling...

Haven't you tried your best to live the dynasty...?

Daxia Dynasty!

That was the dynasty I lived in!

My feelings are a hundred times stronger than anyone else present!

What's more... is a sense of powerlessness. Even unknown soldiers can fight for the country until the last moment. Even if they know that this dynasty will never rise again, even if the dynasty has fallen... they are resolutely here.

And where is he...?

"I know...I know. I know!"

The young man said this several times, and then he lowered his head, unwilling to look at Zhuo Yiling above.

At this time, the maid next to her also tugged on the young man's clothes and said, "Sir, are you okay?"

"Yes." The young man nodded to him. Then, he immediately stood up, cupped his hands towards Zhuo Yiling and said, "I just lost my temper. I only want to join the army and serve the country."

"You..." Zhuo Yiling was stunned for a long time before he reacted, "I do feel it... Who are you? What is your relationship with the Great Xia Dynasty?"

"Me?" The young man thought for a moment, "My name is Yiyi, and this is my maid Ruoqinmeng. The prince of the Great Xia Dynasty once saved me, so I want to repay my kindness..."

"Prince?" Zhuo Yiling suddenly lost her composure, but due to the seriousness of the occasion here, she tried her best to control herself, "When did you meet His Highness the Prince?"

The young man bowed again and said, "I think it's been ten years."

"Ten years...?" Zhuo Yiling sighed softly, "Then...where are your maids? We don't have female soldiers here."

"But there is a female general?" The young man asked immediately, "Why don't you let Meng'er live with you? In that case..."

At this time, the maid quickly interrupted: "Meng'er doesn't want to..."

She stopped mid-sentence. She originally wanted to say that she didn't want to be separated from the young master, and that the young master needed her help for food, clothing, and daily life. But for the sake of the young master's plan, she...

"That's all, let my maid be in the same tent with me." The young man turned his head again and said to Zhuo Yiling, "Of course, as a soldier."

"Young Master..." These words suddenly made Meng'er couldn't help showing a happy expression, but in order not to ruin the atmosphere, she quickly suppressed it.

"Alas... this is the army, not for you to flirt..." Zhuo Yiling's eyes flashed with helplessness, and then she said to everyone, "You should step back first, I have something else to do."

"Yes." Everyone bowed and then withdrew.

After waiting for a few seconds, everyone retreated...

"Do you have anything else? Do you think I'm suspicious, or..." The young man stood up and asked with a smile.

"The feeling you give me... is too familiar. Who are you... anyway?"

"Hahahaha." Hearing this, the young man smiled and said nothing, "A name is just a symbol, isn't I just 'me'?"

"I want to believe you, but as a commander, I have to be wary of you. Please understand." Zhuo Yiling put on the thick and heavy armor, but turned her back to the young man, "Go first

Come to the martial arts training ground, at least...let me know your strength."

"Understood." Immediately, the young man called the maid, and when he was about to leave, he glanced sideways at Zhuo Yiling.

"You are wearing golden armor...? You look very beautiful like this."

"What?" Zhuo Yiling was obviously stunned. It wasn't until the young man left and Feng Xue opened the tent door that she came back to her senses.

It's been a long time since anyone treated me as a woman.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

Looking at the white light outside, Zhuo Yiling clenched her fists. Even if the real dynasty has been destroyed, its spirit will remain here forever!

"The wind and snow...are getting heavier and heavier. Is there really such heavy snow in this season?"

Indeed, the current season has just entered winter, and such heavy snow is indeed unusual.

Touch, bang...

Zhuo Yiling was about to sigh when she heard the sound of metal colliding in the martial arts arena, and...

One side attacks fiercely, while the other side responds easily. This is a battle with a huge gap in strength.

"Most of our troops are at the middle level of Martial Lord. I have the highest level of cultivation, which is the peak of Martial Lord. However, whoever these two people are, they can reach such a level as the people in our army. They are definitely not ordinary people.

"

Zhuo Yiling thought like this, and then suddenly said in shock, "No...how could I think that the overwhelming advantage was between the two of them...why would I subconsciously..."

The feeling of the prince... was simply too obvious. But when I was alone before, his aura was deliberately concealed. Who is that person...

"That's all." Zhuo Yiling lowered her forehead with her hand, "Let's go take a look."

…

So, Zhuo Yiling walked to the martial arts training ground, and sure enough, she was the young man's maid. She held a gold and silver double-edged sword in her hand. No matter how the person in front of her attacked, she could easily neutralize it.

"Unexpectedly, I underestimated the enemy. The lady's strength is really amazing. I lost." The opponent finally gave up and surrendered.

"Oh?" Zhuo Yiling stood watching this scene from a distance and couldn't help but sigh.

Her opponent's strength is not weak, but it doesn't seem to pose any threat at all.

Even the maid is so powerful, so this young man must be the same.

Everyone thinks so too.

"That...is called Yiyi, do you want to give it a try?"

"Me?"

The young man shook his head slightly, "Maybe... it will disappoint you."

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter! Then I won't be polite!"

Zhuo Yiling naturally noticed this, and she eagerly wanted to know what the strength of this young man was. If she could see his movements, then she would definitely...

She was thinking this, but her eyes suddenly widened...
Chapter completed!