Transmigrated into the prince's only daughter, and beat up the dignitaries in the capital with

Come near the school ground,

Huo Lang took off his helmet and handed it to Zheng Lu, then he lifted Jiang An up above his head with both hands.

Under the gaze of the knifeman, the young lady exclaimed and sat on General Huo's neck and rode a horse.

Huo Lang was more than eight feet tall, and Jiang An's field of vision suddenly widened. Tuanzi, who was a little reserved at first, suddenly became excited and urged him to go watch the fight.

"General..."

"General Huo!"

"Hurry up... the general is coming,"

"On the General's head..."

"Whose doll is this?"

The whole training ground soon became quiet as the shirtless men looked at each other with enthusiasm and curiosity.

On the field, the two men stopped fighting. One of them was very cunning. He took advantage of his opponent's off-guard moment and threw him to the ground.

Then, the world started spinning...

The man whose throat was choked had a red face, half because he was holding it in, and half because he was angry at the surprise attack.

He slapped the ground with his hands and squeezed out a few words from his throat, "Damn it...you sneak attack!"

The man who was strangling him gave a lewd smile, and said with a confident tone, "What's wrong with a sneak attack? As long as I can kill the enemy on the battlefield, I am a hero!"

I don’t care whether you attack the lower three routes or the upper three sets!

Huo Lang didn't follow the rules. They were all grown men, not generals or soldiers. He stood among them with his overly tall body. It took him a while to realize that there was a white and tender ball sitting on his neck.

As far as he could see, he saw shirtless soldiers everywhere. The few who did not take off their clothes had completely underdeveloped muscles...

"mother…"

He held back his curse words, and frowned, "The young lady is here, what are you wearing? Go back and get dressed for me!"

Miss?

I heard that the commander brought his daughter to the barracks today.

Oh my, this fair and tender baby actually belongs to the coach’s family?

A group of men put on their shirts immediately and conscientiously, with honest smiles on their faces. Some of them took out candies carefully wrapped in paper from their bodies, hesitated for a moment and then put them back.

Life in the military camp is hard. Sugar is a good thing, but no one is willing to buy it on weekdays...

Jiang An hugged Huo Lang's neck, his big eyes flickering, and tilted his head to look at the soldier, "Are you going to give me a nest?"

The little hands stretched out were plump, like mutton fat in the sun.

Jiang An likes to be free, and she will not be bound by the hierarchy of this world. In her eyes, there are only friends and enemies, likes and dislikes.

As long as she is happy and she likes it, even if he is a beggar, they can still be friends!

The soldier stroked the wrinkled candy wrapper and said, "Miss, this is maltose, made by my wife."

“Very clean…”

He just thought that the children at home liked it very much, and he thought that the young lady would like it too.

In fact, the man was already regretting it at this time. This was the daughter of the prince, born with a golden key in her mouth, and she had seen all kinds of good things...

Not only him, maybe others think so too.

The man's hand retracted again.

Huo Lang glared and took it directly, "Why are you making such a sissy noise?"

Jiang An peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed a small piece into her mouth. Her cheeks bulged a little, like a hamster. She smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into slits, and she didn't forget to stuff a piece for Huo Lang.

"Xia Xie, you~"

Man (at a loss): “No…no…”

He wanted to say you're welcome...

The superiors are all high and mighty. The ordinary people like them may not even meet once in their lifetime.

Except for their head coach, who looks at everyone and dogs the same way...

Who doesn't want to be treated like a human being?

The soldiers' eyes changed from curiosity and awe when they first learned of Jiang An's identity to enthusiasm, just like the enthusiasm they had when they saw Huo Lang.

Huo Lang called everyone to continue playing. Tuanzi came down specially to watch the fun.

Hurry up and warm up the place for me!

The parade ground became lively again, even more lively than before.

There was a soft ball among the passionate soldiers.

Jiang An stood at the best viewing angle in the whole venue, and his ears were filled with shouts from all around him, making the scene even more exciting.

The main training grounds were so-called friendly matches, which were played to a certain extent and without causing any injuries or loss of life.

Soldiers spontaneously set up gambling games, betting on weapons, food, and other rare and precious items in the barracks. Money is also acceptable. Small bets are a way to amuse oneself and to relieve the boring life. These are rules that are not written in the military regulations but are passed down by word of mouth.

Tuanzi stared at the two people who had rolled together on the training ground.

Apparently the wrestling had reached a fever pitch.

The legs of the two soldiers on the field kept colliding with each other, making a dull sound. Meng Er, who was definitely handsome among the men, was losing the upper hand. The strong man on the field clamped his upper body on the ground with his legs.

"Meng Er! Get up quickly Meng Er!"

"It's over, it's over. He's not going to lose, is he? I've put my favorite dagger on the line!"

"In my opinion, he will definitely lose..."

"Come on, don't you look at yourself, you are such a jerk? You are still letting me do what I want..."

"Hey, you wanna fight, huh?"

"..."

The surrounding noises were chaotic. Jiang An held the candy in his mouth and stared at Meng Er's movements with his round eyes.

This man is skinny and definitely no match for the strong man in terms of strength. He has no chance of winning by just fighting him head-on. He can only win by relying on skills.

Skill is also a part of luck. As long as he can find the loopholes in the opponent's attack before reaching the limit of his physical strength, he has a chance of winning.

Just like now,

The strong man was not left-handed, but when he used his legs to control Meng Er, he mainly used his left leg to exert force. His right leg must have a hidden injury.

On the field, Meng Er's elbow hit the strong man's right knee, and the pain temporarily relieved him, giving him an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Meng Er turned over, and after being freed, he did not distance himself from the opponent, but chose close combat.

The infantrymen are all strong and muscular men. They all have one thing in common: they are strong but not very agile...

Jiang An patted Huo Lang's leg with his fat hand, urging him to place his bet.

"Quick, bet on Meng Er to win!"

Huo Lang immediately grabbed his pitiful purse.

He looked conflicted, squatting in front of the little Tuanzi. "Meng Er can't beat him, Tuanzi, how about we suppress the other one?"

This is the pocket money his wife just gave him!

Jiang An glared, and slapped his sugar-covered fat hands on Huo Lang's big hands. He patted his chest with his other fat hand, looking serious.

"Believe me, Meng Er will definitely win!"

"OK! Press!"

Whoever the lady says will win, will win today!

If Meng Er doesn't win...

If he doesn’t win, he will give him more training!

"Look!"

"Go..."

The young soldier was about to express his admiration for the grandeur of the scene with his own poor words when he was hit by a stick by his comrade next to him.

The lady is still here, what nonsense are you talking about!

On the training ground, Meng Er used his last bit of strength to push his feet on the strong man's shoulders for leverage, and then he wrapped his arms around his throat and locked it.

The sturdy man raised his hand to grab him, but couldn't reach him, and he was almost rolling his eyes...

"Meng Er, let go!"

"Oh my god, let go..."

"..."

Jiang An looked at Meng Er's face seriously, and memorized it in his limited memory.

It’s cruel enough, she likes it!