When Zhao Yun saw Feng Yong's appearance, he felt angry for some reason, "Do you know how long it took the soldiers from Nanxiang to get here?"

"Today is the fifteenth day, which is exactly the time I set."

Feng Yong answered naturally.

How could I not know the order I gave?

"What? Did you decide?" When Zhao Yun heard this, his eyelids twitched and he lost his voice, "It takes fifteen days to travel one thousand two hundred miles. In other words, you ask them to walk at least eighty miles a day."

"Yes! What's wrong?"

Feng Yong asked strangely.

The soldiers I brought out - well, although they were trained by Huang Chong and others, the rules and drills were made by me myself, so they can be considered the ones led by me.

The soldiers I bring out must naturally follow my rules.

"Aren't you afraid that the soldiers will mutiny if you demand them so harshly?"

Even though Zhao Yun has been on the battlefield for a long time, he frowned a little at this time, thinking to himself, are you stupid and bold, or do you have a hidden agenda?

"Is there a mutiny among the soldiers?"

Feng Yong's face finally turned serious this time. Could it be that he was really careless? The soldiers of this era are so weak in endurance?

Zhao Yun looked straight at Feng Yong, trying to see the joke on his face. After a long time, he said slowly, "No."

"Hey! Old General Zhao, it's very misleading for you to talk like this."

Feng Yong breathed a sigh of relief and wondered when did Lao Zhao start breathing heavily when he spoke?

"May I ask General Zhao, where are they now?"

"Of course it has been arranged according to the rules."

Zhao Yun nodded, "I came here this time just because I want you to accompany me to see those soldiers."

"good."

Feng Yong nodded, not feeling anything wrong.
Chapter completed!