He Ming opened his eyes and found that he had become the legitimate son of the Zhenbei General's Mansion. His stepmother suppressed him, and he was excluded from the army. He only had a group of old, weak, sick and disabled armory soldiers under his command. What's even more terrible is that the barbarians outside the northern border are eyeing him. Xiao Jingchuan is sharpening his sword in the city. Everyone is waiting to see how he will die. He Ming closed the door of the armory and looked at the crooked melons and cracked jujubes in front of him. Having been a mercenary for ten years in modern times, what kind of desperate situation have you never seen? I teach you what war is.
