Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable-Chapter 1056 - 966: Official of the First Rank 28

Murong Shuangshuang’s long hair was tied up high; she had cut it short to avoid being a burden on the battlefield, now as short as a man’s hair, and it wouldn’t block her eyes during combat.

Because Murong Shuangshuang cut her hair short, Murong Ting and Mrs. She were almost infuriated to the point of fainting and ignored her for several days. Murong Shuangshuang had to entertain them for two days, and finally managed to appease Murong Ting and Mrs. She.

Today, Murong Shuangshuang did not choose the weapons most commonly used by the generals on the battlefield. Instead, she chose a long whip, which generals would never use in battle.

The whip is a very soft weapon and difficult to kill with, unless like the martial arts masters in novels, you can infuse it with inner strength. Otherwise, the whip is nothing but a useless appendage, even with barbs, it can only injure the flesh.

But for Murong Shuangshuang, her weapon is even softer, akin to the finest silk thread — the Thousand Silk Entanglement.

Even the Thousand Silk Entanglement, a weapon so soft that it can hardly be considered a weapon, becomes a fearsome weapon in the hands of Murong Shuangshuang, making the Demon Clan tremble in fear — let alone the whip.

When Murong Shuangshuang arrived at the training ground, the ten thousand soldiers assigned to her were in disarray, standing and sitting haphazardly, barely wearing their armor properly, holding their weapons at odd angles, and looking completely lackluster.

Although the people of Yu Family Village regard Murong Shuangshuang as a god and believe her words as truth, these soldiers, who had never interacted with Murong Shuangshuang or even knew her name, especially since Murong Shuangshuang is a woman, held a rather negative perception of her as a female general.

Although this group of ten thousand is not the elite of the Wang Family’s army, they’re not mere cannon fodder either. These soldiers are young, robust men without old soldiers mixed in; clearly, they are intended as the main force on future battlefields by the Wang Family.

Entrusting such a still untrained reserve elite to Murong Shuangshuang is risky; if her training fails, these men are wasted, being considered future elite costing as much as several times their number.

Handing this reserve elite force to Murong Shuangshuang, who just pledged allegiance — and especially being a female general — imposes great risk on Wang Jingqi, almost staking half of his future on Murong Shuangshuang.

Before Murong Shuangshuang arrived, these soldiers were already filled with despair, gathered together whispering, saying that falling into the hands of a woman like Murong Shuangshuang was tantamount to being sent as cannon fodder.

A woman’s duty is to bear children at home; isn’t entering the battlefield sheer nonsense? Even more so, commanding them in battle, isn’t she sending them to die? It’s not that the soldiers deliberately belittle Murong Shuangshuang, but they genuinely believe from the bottom of their hearts, feeling profoundly lost and hopeless about their future.

Murong Shuangshuang’s entrance was quite striking. She rode a horse accompanied by a thousand strong men from Yu Family Village, storming into the barracks with vigor; over the years, Murong Shuangshuang not only fought bandits but also seized many horses from them, selecting the best to equip the villagers of Yu Family Village.

These warhorses aren’t meant for labor, merely meant to battle alongside their owners, carefully tended by their owners, displaying great rapport, now surging into the barracks like a harrowing storm, kicking up a cloud of dust, then halting in unison with Murong Shuangshuang’s command, neatly aligning behind her with imposing force!

Murong Shuangshuang dressed in black light armor, riding a tall, sturdy jet-black steed, all villagers from Yu Family Village donned in unified black attire, exuding an oppressive aura while looking down at the disorganized soldiers on the training grounds.

Watched by the cold eyes of Murong Shuangshuang and the villagers, stronger than the most elite soldiers, the soldiers felt a sudden panic and embarrassment, despite planning to show Murong Shuangshuang a setback by adopting a passive stance, instinctively they stood up.

Under the icy scrutiny of Murong Shuangshuang and the villagers from Yu Family Village, the soldiers did not need her to say a word; one by one, they reluctantly formed ranks, though still a bit crooked, yet at least in formation.

Murong Shuangshuang looked at the crooked formation before her and sneered, "Before coming, I thought even if you’re not as good as my people, at least you’d present some semblance, but I didn’t expect to see nothing but a bunch of disappointing trash!"

Though handed to a female general, they thought they were abandoned, yet upon hearing Murong Shuangshuang call them trash, they still burned with indignation, unable to talk back, indeed feeling unaccustomed to her yet recognizing her rank, accustomed to the notion that an official of the first rank crushes a man.

Their mouths dared not speak, but their eyes burned with angry flames, clearly deeply unconvinced, Murong Shuangshuang sneered, leapt down from her horse, "What, are you not convinced?" Though silent, their expressions clearly showed defiance.

Murong Shuangshuang took a step forward, drew a circle on the ground with her foot, then took out the whip hanging from her waist, lifted her chin in an overbearing manner, and said coldly, "Since you’re not convinced, I will give you a chance to defy me; all of you, come at me together, as long as you defeat me, or someone makes a mark on the circle I drew, I will immediately and voluntarily leave the barracks, sparing you the shame of a female general!"

The soldiers were stupefied, standing blankly, unsure if their ears deceived them. Even the most powerful Great General of the Wang Family wouldn’t dare challenge ten thousand men alone; it’s too arrogant!

Seeing them unmoved, Murong Shuangshuang sneered again, "I allow you to use weapons, yet you don’t dare surround me; it’s clear you’re not only trash but also cowards!"

Provoked by Murong Shuangshuang’s stimulus, the soldiers couldn’t hold back, thinking it’s Murong Shuangshuang’s own arrogance and stupidity inviting death, they wouldn’t be blamed later; a few leading Captains exchanged a glance, one gritted his teeth, led the charge with a spear.

Seeing their leader charge, the soldiers, in a hot-headed frenzy, followed suit, mindlessly rushing in, believing together they should dominate the battle in a one-sided manner.

But the battlefield was a one-sided affair, yet different from the soldiers’ expectations; it was a ruthless one-sided thrashing, the entire training grounds filled with pitiful cries, accompanied by the whip’s crackling, body after body was thrown out of the encircled battle.

This battle lasted from morning to afternoon, ending with the entire ten thousand soldiers laid flat on the ground by Murong Shuangshuang, and the circle she drew with her foot previously remained unscathed.