At two in the afternoon, the sun was still blazing. On the training ground designated for the Vanguard Camp, Hong Sheng was leading the soldiers in drills.
Out of the five hundred soldiers in the Vanguard Camp, barely over a hundred came out of the barracks, but Hong Sheng continued as planned since he had made it clear from the start.
"Once you enter the Vanguard Camp, you put your head on the line. You all know how you got here—no need to count! If there's a way out, you can leave now! If you can't leave and want to survive, drink heartily, and eat meat lavishly, then you must listen to me!"
Those words were the truth, but these men, labeled as troublemakers by the households, were not easy to handle.
They knew they were practically exiled to this place, returning was out of the question, but they weren't going to obey orders blindly.
Some even took silver, coming specially to cause trouble for Hong Sheng.
