Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

This gap was not in status or background, but in the combat strength of the troops under their command.

Originally, he thought his Rescue Camp was already elite, but seeing the army under Zhou Lan’s command made him realize he had been too narrow-minded.

As for the garrison under Yang Zhenshan, those were not just elite troops, but a group of god of wars; he no longer compared his soldiers with these fierce gods.

Turning to look at Yang Zhenshan, whose expression remained unchanged, Wang Bin couldn’t help but sigh internally.

If only he had known earlier, he would have let Yang Zhenshan join the Rescue Camp, to properly train the soldiers.

Unfortunately, though he knew Yang Zhenshan was good at training troops, he had never thought about asking Yang Zhenshan for help in training, nor had he thought about training strictly according to the methods from ”Training Records.”

This wasn’t really his fault; most Military Officers in Chongshan Town had read ”Training Records,” but how many could train elite troops from it?

Firstly, because most officers had their own ideas, although they thought ”Training Records” was very good, they didn’t regard ”Training Records” as holy scripture.

Secondly, thinking is one thing, doing is another; ”Training Records” is just a book after all, training elite troops requires not just a book, but also a lot of time, energy, and resources.

Why could Zhou Lan train an elite force?

Yang Zhenshan’s tips were one of the important factors, but more so because Zhou Lan was determined and patient, willing to spend time and energy on training troops, after all, Zhou Lan asked Yang Zhenshan to come to Chongshan Town specifically for training troops.

Besides, Zhou Lan could secure resources, warhorses, armaments, Silver Coin, provisions, etc., training troops required plenty of resources, and Zhou Lan had the backing for it.

Just as Wang Bin was feeling regretful, from the opposite army, more than a dozen riders raced from the ranks.

Seeing Zhou Lan again, Yang Zhenshan’s heart was also unstable.

Here comes my strong support!

Ah, my strong support is still so handsome!

Tsk tsk, looking even more commanding than before, aside from the heroic and impressive demeanor, there’s also an undeniable aura of dominion.

Mighty in stature!

”Ha ha ha, General Zhou, long time no see!”

Zhou Lan approached, and Wang Bin laughed heartily.

He had a good relationship with Zhou Lan. When Yang Zhenshan first arrived in An Yuan City, Zhou Lan had entrusted him to take care of Yang Zhenshan, and indeed, Wang Bin had taken good care of Yang Zhenshan for Zhou Lan’s sake.

”General Wang!”

Zhou Lan dismounted, gave a fist and palm salute, then her gaze fell on Yang Zhenshan.

Seeing Yang Zhenshan again, she actually felt dazzled.

Yes, dazzled!

The last time she saw Yang Zhenshan was three years ago. At that time, under the nourishment of Spiritual Spring Water, Yang Zhenshan had restored his normal age appearance, but now Yang Zhenshan looked like he was just over thirty, showing no signs of aging.

Moreover, with the improvement of his cultivation, and the recent combat on the battlefield, Yang Zhenshan emanated a mighty aura.

With his tall figure, rosy complexion, commanding presence, and complemented by his foot-long beard, he truly looked majestic and awe-inspiring.

Recalling the first time she met Yang Zhenshan, and looking at Yang Zhenshan now, Zhou Lan felt an unreal sensation.

”Master Yang!”

She looked at Yang Zhenshan with shining eyes.

Yang Zhenshan stroked his long beard, his face wearing a gentle smile, ”General Zhou is still as heroic and spirited, ha ha ha...”

”Dad!” Yang Mingzhi couldn’t hold back, stepped forward, and called out.

Yang Zhenshan looked at this adopted son.

Speaking of which, among his three brothers, Yang Zhenshan was most proud of Yang Mingzhi, but he had spent the least time with him.

”Not bad, looking good!”

Yang Zhenshan patted his shoulder, laughing.

Yang Mingzhi almost cried, his eyes watery as he looked at Yang Zhenshan, making Yang Zhenshan somewhat uncomfortable.

To say he missed Yang Mingzhi, in reality, there wasn’t much missing.

”General Zhou, let’s talk inside the camp!”

Beside them, Wang Bin had already led Zhou Lan toward the camp, allowing some time and space for this father and son to catch up.

Yang Zhenshan looked at Yang Mingzhi, unsure what to say for a moment.

Fatherly love is like a mountain!

His paternal love was like a silent mountain.