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On the parade ground, rows of soldiers were dressed in uniform armor as hard as steel, holding long spears that gleamed with cold light in their hands. Their movements were vigorous and uniform, and their tacit understanding seemed as if they had been tempered thousands of times.

The eyes of every soldier seemed exceptionally firm, revealing an indomitable determination and courage.

Although sweat was already dripping down their cheeks, it did not affect their high concentration on training at all.

On one side of the parade ground, there stood a tall, mighty, and awe-inspiring man who looked like a general.

He looked solemn and dignified, his bright eyes seemed to be burning with flames, his gaze was as sharp as a sword, and he stared closely at the soldiers who were training.

From time to time, he would shout at the top of his voice, promptly correcting some slight deviations or mistakes in the soldiers' movements.

His voice was like a huge bell, powerful and loud, echoing in the vast air for a long time, with the lingering sound never ending.

Everyone looked sideways and saw that the soldiers were all energetic and heroic.

Every time they thrust out with the spears in their hands, they were accompanied by an unparalleled fierce momentum, like a violent storm that made it difficult to resist.

Every shout was like a sudden thunder, deafening, and the power contained in it seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds.

Along with the soldiers' uniform footsteps, the solid ground beneath their feet seemed to be infected and trembled slightly, as if cheering for these brave and fearless fighters.

At this moment, the warm sunlight happened to pour down, reflecting on the shiny armor on their bodies, which suddenly shone with dazzling rays of light.

These lights, together with the high morale emanating from the soldiers, create a magnificent picture that stirs the heart.

Not far away, a group of court officials were standing there quietly, watching the scene in front of them intently.

They were completely attracted by this spectacular scene, their eyes wide open and faces filled with astonishment, as if they could personally feel the surging, overwhelming force gushing out of the soldiers' bodies.

However, one of the officials did not notice that Ye Zifen was already walking slowly towards the majestic general.

A breeze blew gently across the wide training ground, raising fine clouds of dust.

But even such a gentle breeze could not blow away the burning passion in the soldiers' hearts.

Their figures stood on the parade ground like sculptures. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and this shocking picture was forever frozen in the long river of history.

"General Zhang! Are you in charge of the city defense today?"

Ye Zifen spotted the familiar figure from afar and hurried forward to greet him.

I saw General Zhang wearing a shiny armor, his figure as straight as a pine tree, standing there like an indestructible mountain.

The sunlight poured down, illuminating the armor with a chilling cold light.

Today's General Zhang is no longer the small deputy general Zhang. After several years of bloody battles and outstanding military achievements, he has become the number one figure in the entire Zhenbei Army after Zhang Gaoyi.

However, even with such a huge change in status and identity, Ye Zifen and Zhang Gaoyi still have the same deep respect for this former comrade-in-arms and now capable right-hand man as before.

When they looked at General Zhang, their eyes revealed not only admiration for his current achievements, but more importantly, sincere recognition of his past great achievements.

After all, during those difficult years in the past, it was precisely because of General Zhang's full support and selfless dedication that Zhang Gaoyi was able to successfully take over the Zhenbei Army and develop and expand it to this day.

The hardships and efforts involved cannot be fully expressed in a few words.

I still remember that in those days, in order to ensure that Zhang Gaoyi could firmly control the army, General Zhang put in all his efforts and thought.

The countless days and nights of careful planning, as well as the countless moments of life and death on the battlefield, all bear witness to the friendship between them that is stronger than gold.

At this moment, hearing Ye Zifen's greeting, General Zhang's face immediately broke into a bright smile.

He responded softly, "Madam is back! You can only come back two or three times a year, and our general stays in this barracks all day long!"

Although there was a hint of joking in his words, the friendly tone did not make people feel the slightest bit of alienation. Instead, it was as natural and casual as if he was facing a close friend he had known for many years.

Ye Zifen leaned forward slightly and said softly, "I heard that your youngest son has also gone to this frontier land? I wonder where he is now?"

Her eyes, as clear as water, revealed deep concern, and her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze.

Deputy General Zhang straightened up and answered with a firm look in his eyes: "I will place my son in the military camp. Now that you are here, you must start from the lowest level of soldiers."

His words revealed his high expectations and strict requirements for his son, and of course, pride.

Ye Zifen nodded slightly to show her agreement, and then smiled and said, "That's great. In that case, why not bring the rest of the family here from their hometown as soon as possible. The conditions in this border area have improved a lot compared to the past, and it's time for the whole family to reunite."

Every word she spoke was filled with genuine warmth and deep concern.

Upon hearing this, Deputy General Zhang couldn't help but raise a happy arc at the corner of his mouth and replied, "It's already on the way."

At this moment, a gorgeous flower seemed to bloom on his face, and he was obviously looking forward to the warm scene of his family gathering together.

The court official was full of curiosity, but he knew very well that there were many rules in the palace and he could make a big mistake if he was not careful. So even though he was eager to explore his surroundings, he did not dare to act rashly.

He could only stand there obediently, his eyes filled with caution and uneasiness.

His hands, which should have been hanging naturally, were now unconsciously clasped tightly in front of him. Due to excessive tension, beads of sweat even began to seep out of his forehead.

Should he tell the emperor about what happened in the general's mansion after he returns?

He is afraid!

The strength of the General's Mansion seems to be no weaker than that of the capital! What's more, the Emperor has not yet mastered the Tiger Army!