Chapter Thirty-Three

  Tang Yin heard this and was secretly shocked, asking: "How dare you be so certain?"

  Qiu Zhen smiled bitterly and said: "The gathering of 400,000 people requires a great deal of effort and noise, just the preliminary preparation of materials and food takes several months. But Ning Guo completed it all at once, isn't that strange? If my guess is correct, when Wang Ting was preparing to attack, Ning Guo had already received accurate information and began secretly gathering troops in the Hedong area, making battle plans, and making corresponding preparations. They know us like the back of their hand, while we know nothing about them, and yet we're going to use 200,000 to collide with 400,000, is there any reason why we wouldn't lose?!"

  Tang Yan nodded as he listened, and even if he didn't understand military affairs, he could feel that Qiu Zhen's analysis was reasonable.

  After thinking for a while, Tang Yin shook his head. Whether Wang Tingnei was a traitor or not, whether someone was colluding with Ningguo, it wasn't something he could control. He smiled faintly and said: "These things aren't our concern, there's only one thing we need to do now."

  "What?" Qiu Zhen asked curiously.

  "Sleep!" Tang Yin laughed and said: "I only know that if I don't nourish my spirit and recover my strength, I won't be able to do anything well."

  Qiu Zhen was stunned, and after looking at Tang Yin for a while, he burst out laughing: "That makes sense. I guess I overthought it."

  Tang Yin took off his outer garment, pulled up the quilt, changed into a comfortable posture, and said drowsily: "The door is over there, I won't see you out."

  Qiu Zhen shook his head and smiled, then stood up and bid farewell.

  Tang Yin slept very soundly and sweetly, didn't even have dinner, from afternoon to the next morning, if it wasn't for his stomach growling, he might still be able to continue sleeping.

  In a daze, he caught a whiff of an enticing aroma, opened his eyes to take a look, and found that the table in the room had been set with several dishes and a large bowl of rice at some point.

  Gurgling sounds came from his stomach, Tang Yin swallowed and sat up.

  "General Tang, you're awake!" A soft voice came from beside the bed.

  He turned his head and saw that there was still a girl standing at the foot of the bed. She looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a linen dress, with her black hair tied up high, wheat-colored skin shining and healthy, and a clear face paired with a pair of lively big eyes, giving people a fresh and clean feeling.

  "Who are you..." He looked at the girl in confusion.

  "I am a maid of the brothel." The girl's voice was soft, looking at Tang Yin who was bare-chested, her face slightly red, and she answered with some shyness.

  Tang Yin hummed and pointed at the dishes on the table, asking: "Did you bring these?"

  "Yes!"

  "What's your name?"

  "Everyone calls me Little Jade."

  "Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, Xiao Jia Bi Yu, and your appearance is quite fitting." Tang Yin responded casually, turned his head to look for his clothes, looked around but couldn't find them, and muttered in confusion: "Where are my clothes?"

  The maid Xiaoyu hastily said: "General Tang's clothes are torn and dirty, General Zong has already helped you prepare new clothes." As she spoke, she turned around and took down a brand new set of clothes from the clothes rack, respectfully placing them in front of Tang Yin.

  He touched it with his hand and felt its softness and smoothness, which was completely different from the cloth clothes he had worn before.

  He lifted his head and looked at the clothes rack, where a delicate black helmet and armor were still hanging. It was different from the leather armor worn by ordinary soldiers, as it had a luster and was definitely made of metal. The helmet and armor also had intricate carvings and patterns on them. He was not unfamiliar with this type of armor, as the Dance House sisters and Dance Yi wore similar ones.

  "That... is also mine?" Tang Yin asked uncertainly.

  Xiao Yu nodded and replied in a low voice: "Yes, General."

  She was a maid at the brothel, serving many people, but felt that Tang Yin was different from others. He spoke strangely, yet without pretension, with an enigmatic smile on his handsome face that was both captivating and puzzling. Logically, he should have given off a warm and approachable feeling, yet he somehow exuded an inexplicable coldness and sense of distance.

  Tang Yin ignored the daydreaming little maid, gazing at his new armor with a wry smile. It seemed that Wu Mei's public declaration of herself as the commander of the Second Legion was not just an empty boast, but a genuine intention to take on the position for herself. But would he accept it? Was he willing to become a lifelong warrior general?

  Since he came into this world, he has been fleeing for his life and had no time to think carefully about what path he should take in the future. Now that he has calmed down, he is starting to think seriously about this issue.

  In modern society, he hasn't received much education, and his greatest skill is the martial arts he has practiced since childhood. Now that he's arrived in this world, he still doesn't have a skill to make a living, and wanting to survive or live comfortably seems to leave him with only one path: joining the military.

  Since there is no choice, then there's nothing to hesitate about!

  Furthermore, he did not reject the life of going to battlefields with force and making achievements.

  In modern society, he lived a life of a killer on the edge of a knife, only that was illegal, and now still living such a life, it becomes legal, is open and aboveboard killing, this more in line with his wild nature.

  Every man has a desire to conquer in his bones, and Tang Yin is no exception.

  In this strange world, in this chaotic era, he also wants to be a strong man who can conquer everything.

  Since I can't return to my original world, I might as well go all out here and do something big. Even if I won't be remembered for ages, at least I'll leave a lasting stench.

  Thinking of this, Tang Yin's smile on his face gradually deepened, and the blood in his body began to boil and burn uncontrollably.

  He is by no means a timid person, nor is he a mediocre and weak-minded individual. When opportunities arise, he can't find any reason to give them up.

  Having figured out these problems, Tang Yin felt like he had put down a heavy burden, let out a sigh of relief, and suddenly his body seemed to have lightened up a lot.

  As he looked at the armor on the shelf, his face changed unpredictably, and his expression was sometimes solemn and sometimes smiling. The maid Xiaoyu felt a little worried and asked with concern: "General Tang, what's wrong with you?"

  Tang Yin came back to himself, smiled slightly at her and said: "I'm fine!" As he spoke, he picked up his clothes, was about to get up, but shrunk back again, saying to Xiaoyu: "Miss, I need to change my clothes." The implication being that she could leave now.

  Xiao Yu was a maid, also known as a servant girl. She had never been called "Miss" before, and her eyes widened in surprise, unable to speak for a long time. After a while, she finally came back to herself, her face flushed red, and hastily picked up the clothes, saying: "General Tang, let me help you change!"

  He furrowed his brow in a headache, and said weakly: "I'll do it myself, you can go out."

  "Xiao Yu... did Xiao Yu do something wrong and offend General Tang?" As she spoke, her eyes turned red.

  In her mind, it was a normal thing for maidservants to help their masters change clothes, but she couldn't understand why Tang Yin refused.

  Tang Yin was never a man of this era, and he didn't like to be in close contact with people, regardless of whether they were male or female.

  Looking at Xiaoyu's embarrassed and tearful appearance, he helplessly waved his hand, trying to make himself sound more tactful, saying: "You're doing great, it's just that I'm not used to it yet. If you don't mind, please go out first and come back later..."

  Before he could finish speaking, Xiaoyu let out a sob and ran out crying.

  Tang Yin stared blankly as her figure disappeared outside the door, after a while, he let out a light sigh and muttered: "What's wrong with her?!"

  He quickly put on his clothes, as there was no mirror, he couldn't see how it looked, but it fit well and felt good.

  At this moment, Wu Mei walked over from outside.

  When she saw Tang Yin in his new brocade clothes, her eyes shone with an unusual light.

  Tang Yin's figure was slender and symmetrical, due to his rigorous training since childhood, not a single excess fat could be found on his body, making him a perfect physique. His face was as white as jade, with a handsome appearance, although he couldn't be described as stunningly handsome, but his natural smile and the subtle evil aura that emanated from his body made people dizzy and infatuated.

  Wu Mei stared at herself, and Tang Yin raised an eyebrow, asking: "General Wu, has a flower grown on my nose?"

  She came back to herself, her face slightly red, using a charming smile to cover up her own embarrassment, and said casually: "This dress suits you very well."

  Tang Yin lowered his head and said calmly: "I think so too." After a pause, he asked: "Does General Wu have something to ask me?"

  "Privately, I allow you to call me by my name." Mei Qing cleared her throat and sat down at the table, as if she had granted Tang Yin a great favor.

  Tang Yin, on the other hand, didn't think much of it, shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything else. Seeing that a basin of water had been prepared at the corner of the wall, he simply washed his face, wiped it clean, sat down opposite Dancer Mei, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and started eating with big mouthfuls.

  Watching Tang Yin eating in an uncouth manner, Wu Mei's expression turned serious as she said: "Tongmen is not a place to stay for long. I plan to leave for Yancheng this afternoon."

  Tang Yin swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "I have no opinion."

  "I didn't ask for your opinion."

  "What's the point of saying all this?"

  "I'm just calling out to you!"

  "Oh! I see."

  "Is this the attitude you should have towards your superior?" Mei felt that Tang Yin was like a wild horse, unruly and unmanageable, she couldn't control him at all. This feeling of powerlessness made her very uncomfortable.

  Tang Yin put down his bowl and chopsticks, gazing straight at the charming dance.

  "What... what are you looking at?" Under his piercing gaze, Wu Mei's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and she asked with a lack of confidence.

  "I think what Big Sister Dance lacks is not subordinates."

  "What is that?"

  Friend.

  "Friend?" Mei was taken aback for a moment, perhaps out of anger or perhaps out of guilt, and she asked in a shrill voice: "Are you saying you want to be my friend?"

  PS: After staying up all night, another chapter is out. "Tang Yin in a Different Realm" is expected to be launched on February 21st and will explode with 20-30 chapters at that time. Hope those who have flowers now can leave some for Liu Dao, thank you!