Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 743 - 743 Huang Zhihu Enters the Military Camp in Womenʼs Clothes for the First Time (2)

743 Huang Zhihu Enters the Military Camp in Women’s Clothes for the First Time (2)

“Granduncle is right.” Lu Yang nodded and cupped his fists. “How should I punish her?”

Huang Zhihu bit her lip and remained silent.

Han Muye pondered for a moment and said, “After all, it’s a time of need. A small punishment and a big warning. Punish her by flogging 10 times.”

After a pause, he continued, “The flogging will be carried out in front of the entire camp as a warning to others.”

Flogging me in front of the entire camp?

Huang Zhihu’s face turned pale.

Do I not want my face anymore?

“Godfather…”

“There are no father and son on the battlefield. I’ve neglected to discipline you all these years. This time, I’ll teach you a lesson.” Han Muye’s face was cold as he pointed at the soldiers in front of him. “These people will be your subordinates in the future.

“Their lives are no different from yours.

“If you can slap someone in public, why can’t you receive 10 beatings yourself in public?”

Huang Zhihu was stunned and speechless.

Han Muye looked at Lu Yang. “What are you waiting for?”

Lu Yang nodded and raised his hand, sending out a spiritual light.

“Dong—”

“Dong—”

“Dong—”

The drumbeats were like thunder, and in an instant, the vitality in the camp was like a dragon. Numerous generals flew towards the drill ground of the camp and formed a battle formation.

Han Muye strode into the camp. Lu Yang took a few steps back and turned to look at the glum-faced Huang Zhihu. He almost laughed out loud.

Huang Zhihu looked at both sides and saw that the soldiers had solemn expressions. Only then did she lower her head and rush into the camp.

Behind her, low discussions instantly broke out.

“Is it really Lord Sword Tiger? She’s so delicate. She’s really, really beautiful…”

“Head, does that slap hurt? Sigh, if I had known earlier, I would have taken this slap.”

“Get lost. I didn’t know that Lord Sword Tiger’s palm was so soft.”

…

On the drill ground, the army stood solemnly.

The 3,000 reserve commanders of the Mystic Sun Guards and the 30,000 elites that were transferred, would be deployed to various parts of the Heavenly Mystic to train for decades and become the main force of the Heavenly Mystic Black Armor Mystic Sun.

After three years of training, the younger generation elites of the Mystic Sun Guards were trained to obey. In less than a hundred breaths, they were ready.

When Huang Zhihu arrived at the drill ground, she saw a dark mass of generals. They looked straight ahead, their blood and qi surging.

Lu Yang strode forward and walked to the platform in front of him.

Han Muye stood outside the drill ground and did not enter.

After he gave Huang Zhihu the position of reserve commander of the Mystic Sun Guards, he had no military status in the Mystic Sun Guards and it would not be appropriate to enter the drill ground.

Seeing Lu Yang gather and walk over quickly, the expressions of the reserve commanders of the Mystic Sun Guards standing at the front were solemn.

Could it be that something big had happened?

“I gathered all the troops today for one thing.”

Standing on the high platform, Lu Yang glanced down.

“My Mystic Sun Guards is in charge of the light and has strict military discipline.

“Reserve commander, Huang Zhihu, has no discipline. She trespassed the camp and will be punished with 10 strokes of the military rod.”

Ten strokes of the military rod.

To these reserve commanders, it was nothing.

They could easily withstand a hundred strikes.

But this was a matter of face!

Sword Tiger’s reputation would be tarnished if she were to be flogged in front of the entire army.

A few reserve commanders standing in front looked at each other with puzzled expressions.

The relationship between Lord Lu Yang and Huang Zhihu would be punished with a cane. There must be some hidden reason behind this.

“Lu Xiaoyun, you carry out the punishment,” Lu Yang shouted.

Dressed in black armor, Lu Xiaoyun strode forward and looked at Huang Zhihu, who was standing outside the drill ground.

Following her gaze, everyone on the drill ground turned to look.

Then there was a collective gasp.

Huang Zhihu, who was wearing a yellow dress, bit her lip and slowly walked forward.

Those generals could not look away and their gaze followed her figure.

Is this the dual sword wielding Sword Tiger who’s usually covered in blood?

A few reserve commanders standing at the front twitched their eyes in disbelief.