The entire training ground fell silent.
They all knew who Lin Yun had just dealt with.
That was Zhang Hanqing, the commander of the 77th Division, the son of Commander Zhang, the head of the Feng Army. He was very likely to inherit Commander Zhang's position in the future.
Just like that, he was suppressed at the bottom?
The training ground fell silent. The people who were watching the show outside the training ground turned pale.
"Eldest…Eldest Young Master…was…was pressed at the bottom?”
"It's not the lowest…the lowest. Commander Ma is the lowest!”
"Is this person crazy? That's Zhang Hanqing, Marshal Zhang's eldest son!”
"This Lin Yun is too terrifying. I have to stay away from him in the future!”
"This Soft Rice Ball is also a group of lunatics. He even dared to attack his teacher!”
The surrounding soldiers murmured, their eyes flashing with shock.
"Vice Guild Leader, Guild Leader wants us to continue killing them.”The commander of the 38th Regiment's 1st Battalion looked at Lin Yun in fear and asked Old Merchant,"
"I didn't expect this. I'm dead this time!”
"If I die, then I die. I have to vent my anger today. At most, I'll take the blame with Leader!”
"You're right. The king of soft rice isn't afraid, but I'm not afraid!”
"F * ck, whoever says that my regiment commander is a freeloader, I'll kill him!”
"Brothers, cheers!"
The soldiers of the 38th Regiment whispered, looking at Lin Yun with a completely different expression.
"Brothers, listen to the regiment commander and kill these brats!”Old Merchant, the vice-captain, roared and rushed forward.
"Brothers, cheers!"
"Little brats, don't run. Grandpa will teach you a lesson today!”
For a moment, the training ground became noisy again.
Zhang Hanqing watched as the soldiers from both sides fought again.
However, it was different from the previous exchange.
This time, the 38th Regiment completely pressed the soldiers of the 39th Regiment against the ground.
Not long after, there were no longer any soldiers of the 39th Regiment standing on the training ground.
Looking over, Zhang Hanqing could only see soldiers of the 39th Regiment lying on the ground with swollen faces and bruises.
Zhang Hanqing's face darkened.
If news of today's battle spread, he, Zhang Hanqing, would probably have his head knocked off by Marshal Zhang.
……
"Marshal, why do you have time to come to the North Camp today?”Yang Yuting asked with a smile at the entrance of the North Camp.
Yang Yuting was Marshal Zhang's chief strategist. He was usually in charge of the logistics of the North Camp.
Commander Zhang was usually busy and did not have much time to come to the North Camp.
"I came over to take a look if I had nothing to do!" Marshal Zhang smiled.
"Then I'll lead the marshal around!" Yang Yuting extended his hand and invited Marshal Zhang to walk forward.
Therefore, Yang Yuting naturally led Commander Zhang to the training ground of the 38th Regiment.
"Commander, that Lin Yun reported to the 38th Regiment today, but the situation might not be too good!”Yang Yuting said with a smile.
He had come to the North Camp to tell Zhang Hanqing not to cause any big problems for Lin Yun. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain himself when he returned home.
As for being wronged, Marshal Zhang didn't care.
"Because of the wedding, Team 38 is now called Soft Rice Ball. Their leader, Lin Yun, is called Soft Rice King!”Yang Yuting said with a strange look on his face.
He didn't understand why Marshal Zhang would throw a guy who lived off a woman to the North Camp to be the commander of the 38th Regiment.
Could it be that they wanted to give up on the 38th Regiment?
Commander Zhang's performance made Yang Yuting unable to guess.
"What happened?" Yang Yuting looked up and found that they had already arrived at the training ground of the 38th Regiment.
There was another person sitting on a high platform that was stacked by people.
The soldiers who were stacked up were all bruised and swollen.
"Father, help!" The last voice made Yang Yuting's heart tremble.
" Eldest Young Master, why are you…" Yang Yuting's expression changed as he shouted.
"Lin Yun, why aren't you coming down?”Marshal Zhang was also shocked by the scene in front of him.
He immediately saw Lin Yun sitting among the crowd.
There was also a bald man beside him who was handing him tea with a flattering expression.
"Get lost, Liu Zi is being pressed under your butt. Hurry up and come down!”Commander Zhang said angrily.
His precious son, whom he usually couldn't bear to hit, was actually sitting under Lin Yun's butt.
No, there was still an unlucky fellow at the bottom.
Marshal Zhang looked over and his face darkened again.
The commander of the 39th Regiment, Ma Zhanshan, was still panting heavily on the ground.
He looked at Marshal Zhang with pleading eyes.
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