Chapter 475 – Where Are the Talents? (Part 6)
The new recruits were fuming at Jiang Pengji’s mockery, their faces turning ashen as they raised their hands, wanting to grab her and beat her to a pulp.
Jiang Pengji’s lips curled into a pleasant smile as she shifted her feet, sidestepping their rush.
With a tight grip on one recruit’s wrist, she yanked it down sharply while driving her knee upward.
The recruit let out a yelp of pain, and Jiang Pengji deftly kicked him into the crowd, colliding with a few more newbies.
Her wooden spear slipped through her fingers skillfully as she darted around, easily striking one recruit’s wrist and sweeping the area.
With a flick of her wooden spear, she knocked back the swarming enemies. Though it was just a lightweight wooden spear, it landed on them as if they were struck by a massive boulder, sending them reeling backward, losing their balance. The spear, propelled by their own momentum, shot back, and Jiang Pengji unleashed a flurry of strikes that caught several off guard, temporarily paralyzing their muscles so they couldn’t get up.
It was as if she had eyes on the back of her head—dodging behind attacks with agility, her spear sweeping low, slapping several faces and leaving bright red marks.
One recruit shouted amidst the chaos, “Someone stop that woman’s wooden spear!”
Right? Without her weapon, could she fly?
Li Yun couldn’t help but facepalm at that comment.
Not that he would say it, but that was just asking for death.
Li Yun knew best how skilled the Young Master was with a spear; some of her techniques were ones he learned from her!
So, Li Yun knew very well that the Young Master had never actually trained in spear techniques, at most just scratched the surface.
She relied on her instinct to wield whatever weapon she had; whether it was a spear or a battle staff, to her, they were merely tools for hurting others—no difference at all.
Speaking of which, it might be hard to understand; to put it simply, the wooden spear actually limited her potential. Without it, these recruits would inevitably end up on their knees because their leader was naturally strong, capable of lifting heavy burdens and crossing rivers through sheer muscle!
Did they really think that experts wielded weapons to enhance their strength?
Heh, it could also be self-restraining.
As the new recruits charged toward Jiang Pengji’s wooden spear, she simply tossed it aside and went barehanded into battle.
Li Yun pinched the bridge of his nose and sidestepped the melee; he couldn’t bear to watch—the battle was one-sided.
The squad leaders seemed to be transported back to their youthful days, having been subjected to the same treatment by the Young Master, feeling a twinge of nostalgia.
“Ugh—”
A punch landed right on a recruit’s nose with a dull thud, bending it sideways as blood streamed from both nostrils.
Jiang Pengji held one recruit by the collar, yanked him up, and tossed him effortlessly into the melee.
Tsk, tsk, they wanted to stir trouble without facing consequences, huh!
Bang—
Bang bang—
Amidst the sound of fist and foot connecting with bodies, the recruits’ cries of agony echoed endlessly.
“Miss—please spare me—I swear I won’t do it again—”
“Please, Miss, I’ll never call the women’s camp a brothel again! I’ll take it to my grave, please spare me—”
“…Wah, wah, please stop! Miss, I’ll call you grandma if you stop—I won’t do it anymore…”
“Wah, wah, it was my eyes that were blind—I shouldn’t have spoken carelessly… Miss, just treat me as a fart and let me go…”
Now they understood pain, crying and begging for mercy, but what was the use of begging at this point?
If begging worked, why would she need her fists?
“You just said some unworthy words, now swallow them back!”
Jiang Pengji chuckled coldly, “With skills like yours, how dare you lay a finger on the women’s camp? Once on the battlefield, will your legs even be able to stand straight to charge forward? Let me reiterate, on the battlefield, there are only the dead and the living, no men or women. The women’s camp can also achieve great accomplishments and fight in wars. And you, so bold when the wind is at your back, but running like dogs when the wind turns against you! Right now, your spirit, your pride, and the courage you had to speak loudly here have all been fed to the dogs!”
The recruits were on the ground, tears streaming, unable to rise.
They had no idea how Jiang Pengji fought, but wherever they were hit, they felt like they were paralyzed.
A woman had almost taken down their entire camp of new recruits, and all these big men had lost face!
Jiang Pengji clicked her tongue, not bothering to look at the recruits and said to the squad leaders, “Did you all see that?”
The squad leaders straightened up, stiffening their spines in response.
In unison, they answered, “We saw it very clearly.”
Jiang Pengji’s expression grew serious, her gaze sharp as knives,
“I see these recruits need not only discipline but also training. I suspect the training in this new recruits’ camp has been insufficient, giving them too much free time to chatter nonsensically. From now on, double the training, and push them till they can’t even get up!”
Everyone shuddered at her words; was the current training not enough?
The recruits who had just been floored felt a wave of panic, thinking of ways to escape in the future.
Jiang Pengji added, “Anyone who tries to skip training without cause—refer to camp regulations, treat them as deserters!”
The camp she established had strict internal rules.
Jiang Pengji understood the importance of discipline for soldiers, knowing very well that without rules, there’s no order!
Even if the soldiers couldn’t read, they were still required to memorize several camp rules, and during assessments, they needed to recite them fluently.
There weren’t many rules, but one dictated the handling of deserters—kill without mercy!
Jiang Pengji chuckled coldly, “Don’t think that running away will save you; you can escape the monk but not the temple.”
These recruits were all from Xiangyang; their roots were right here, and they truly had nowhere to run.
She was about to look for the wooden spear when a tall, burly, dark-faced big man returned it to her.
Jiang Pengji asked, “What’s your name?”
Dian Yin replied, “Dian Yin.”
For a child of a poor family, even a name that resembled something decent was a feat; scholarly names were basically nonexistent.
Jiang Pengji took the wooden spear and said to him, “Dian Yin? I’ll remember that name.”
She instructed the squad leaders to tidy up the recruits’ camp while she maintained her serious demeanor.
Just beating up the recruits wasn’t enough; she also had to officially release a statement to clarify the rumors and misunderstandings surrounding the women’s camp.
With this in mind, she found herself missing Nong Qin even more; if she were in charge of the women’s camp, it wouldn’t be this troublesome.
Jiang Pengji changed out of her women’s camp outfit and returned to her male attire, then opened the livestream.
【More Debts Accumulated】: Streamer, from today onwards, you’re everyone’s goddess. You look so cool even when being lewd!
【The Cute Master, Please Let Us Go】: What good is coolness if she’s not coming over to marry me!
