Gu Jiao pinched the faces of the two men: "Adults? You haven’t even fully grown your hair yet, humph."
Gu Yan: "I’m only half a day younger than you!"
Gu Jiao was resolute in her decision that the three young men must return to Zhan Country with their aunt and uncle.
Gu Yan said with a sullen face: "You won’t let us stay, fine, but at least take this."
With that, he placed a Mechanism Box on the table.
"And mine." Gu Xiaoshun took his out as well. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
These were precisely the life-saving Hidden Weapons made for them by Master Lu. Last time, they secretly placed them by Gu Jiao’s pillow, only for her to put them back.
Gu Jiao squinted at the two of them: "You’ve even learned to negotiate now. Who taught you those tactics?"
If they had asked her to take it from the start, she would have definitely refused.
But they first proposed a more outrageous demand, making this smaller request seem insignificant by comparison.
Gu Yan raised an eyebrow and huffed: "No one taught us, we’re self-taught, naturally gifted."
Gu Jiao’s lips twitched. It seems these days, you two have been eavesdropping on us doing bad things, and you’ve learned all our little tricks!
In the end, Gu Jiao accepted them.
Because only in this way could they be a bit more at ease.
After tidying up, Gu Jiao made her last trip to her aunt’s room.
Aunt was asleep.
Gu Jiao didn’t wake her, walked over, and gently placed a jar of preserved plums on her aunt’s table.
Then she came to the bedside, and whispered into the ear of the sleeping aunt: "You can only eat three a day, no more. Once you finish them all, I’ll be back."
The August night was slightly cool.
After tucking in her aunt, Gu Jiao tiptoed out of the room.
The Armor made a rustling noise, which she quickly quelled. She glanced back at her aunt, sighed lightly, turned around, and closed the door.
In the darkness, the Empress Dowager slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes were rimmed with red.
A tear slid down, and she closed her eyes again as if nothing had happened.
...
At the hour of the tiger, the Hei Fengqi began to break camp.
Fifty thousand cavalry were about to embark on their westward expedition.
The imperial edict for the expedition was issued only three days ago, but Gu Jiao had given orders ten days in advance to prepare for the march. Thus, everything was already in order, making Hei Fengqi the most unhurried and organized among all the troops.
Gu Jiao arrived at her barracks, where Master Hu had been waiting early. Seeing her approach, Master Hu took small, quick steps over.
Though the weather had turned cooler, he still hadn’t discarded his fan.
He cupped his hands in salute and said: "My lady, just now all six commanding officers reported that the three major camps have assembled and await your orders at any time."
Gu Jiao said: "Take me to see them."
Master Hu quickly responded: "Yes."
All the training grounds were filled with Warhorses and Cavalry. There were ten thousand men in the Vanguard Camp, twenty-five thousand in the Assault Camp, and fifteen thousand in the reserve camp.
The reserve camp was mainly for supplies, logistics, medical care, and backup Hei Fengqi.
This time, due to the disparity in manpower, even some Hei Fengqi under three years old were brought along, with the youngest just over two and a half.
The horse trainer saw Gu Jiao approaching and his face darkened.
It was obvious he was very averse to this arrangement.
Master Hu cleared his throat and explained: "There’s no choice, the supplies are too many. To maximize the combat strength of adult horses, the fodder has to be pulled by these young ones."
Two and a half-year-old horses can already work, but this isn’t ordinary work—they’d be galloping for miles on a dangerous mission with unknown perils.
They might never return.
The young horses were very excited, bouncing around behind the lead horse, not yet understanding what awaited them.
Gu Jiao took a deep look at the bouncing young horses and said: "Horses under three years old should stay behind."
The lead horse: "...!!"
The horse trainer looked at Gu Jiao in astonishment.
Gu Jiao seemed oblivious to his gaze, patting the neck of the lead horse, and then turned to inspect the other camps.
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