Today, the sky was bleak.
The soldiers of Tiger Mountain Camp had finished their morning drills, arraying themselves massively on their training grounds.
Tang Ming rode his horse, strutting with pride, passing in front of each squad.
Adjacent to him, Vice General Hu followed on his own horse, a bit behind by half a horse length.
In terms of rank, both of them were Fifth-rank officers; however, when it came to experience, Vice General Hu had far more than the newly appointed Tang Ming.
But who can deny Tang Ming’s advantage? His uncle was the Grand Marshal, after all.
Tang Ming was gallant enough on his own, rising from Colonel to Vice General in just a few days. Perhaps it wouldn’t be long before he would be a full-fledged general.
Vice General Hu didn’t dare to offend this little lord.
"What’s wrong with the formation of those men?" Tang Ming halted his steed, pointing to the last squad. "They’re standing askew. Are they even capable of standing straight? What use does the Military Camp have for such waste?"
Vice General Hu broke out in a cold sweat, weren’t they standing straight enough already?
This was nitpicking.
Indeed.
The squad consisted entirely of former Gu Family soldiers. The Old Marquis Gu had a feud with the Grand Marshal years ago. When the Gu Family soldiers were incorporated under his command, some generals, looking down upon them, had made things difficult for the Gu Family soldiers.
After Tang Ming joined the camp, he didn’t hide his suppression of the Gu Family soldiers at all.
Just like this moment he commanded:"Everyone else is dismissed, those men stay. Continue to stand until I am satisfied!"
"..." Vice General Hu waved at the guard next to him, "Don’t you hear the order?"
"Yes, sir." The guard conveyed Tang Ming’s order.
Everyone was accustomed to this, they cast a sympathetic glance at those men and went to the dining hall to have breakfast.
Those men had to stand for the whole morning. By the time the combat competition started, they hadn’t had breakfast. But now they definitely wouldn’t be allowed to eat. Even if they were allowed, the dining hall would have already been cleared up.
Vice General Hu couldn’t help but feel that Tang Ming was a bit too harsh today. He had been difficult before, but he had never made people go hungry on such an important day.
What if this happened on the battlefield? Would he starve his soldiers before the battle?
Vice General Hu felt puzzled, but he dared not say a word.
There were two arenas in the Military Camp, a large and a small one.
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