Infiltrating Alone

Battalion Commander Zheng looked Chen Yan over again.

"What's your name, and where are you from?"

"Chen Yan, from Lujiang Village in Xingyuan City."

Chen Yan answered.

Battalion Commander Zheng stared in Chen Yan's direction again. After a moment of silence, he nodded.

"Come give it a try!"

He clearly didn't believe that the skinny boy before him, who looked no older than fourteen or fifteen, could tame the temperamental gray horse beside him. When it stood on its hind legs, it was nearly a zhang tall.

Or rather, Battalion Commander Zheng knew full well that among the new recruits who had just joined Dingzi Camp, it would be hard to find anyone who knew how to ride.

His original plan had been to pick out a few recruits who were bold, quick-witted, and agile, and make them scouts.

As for how to ride a horse, that was easy enough to teach.

This boy seemed quite courageous. While everyone else had hesitated, he had resolutely stepped forward.

Battalion Commander Zheng admired that.

But he was too skinny.

If there had been a better candidate, Battalion Commander Zheng wouldn't have considered this half-grown lad.

Chen Yan's gaze fell on the gray horse.

Unlike the other recruits, when Chen Yan looked straight at the horse that had only just finished throwing a fit, not a trace of fear showed in his eyes.

They were simply calm.

Chen Yan walked slowly to the gray horse's side, then took the reins from Battalion Commander Zheng.

He planted one foot in the stirrup and vaulted onto the horse's back, settling firmly into the saddle.

A wave of astonishment swept through the crowd.

Then Chen Yan tugged the reins and lightly nudged the horse's belly with his heel. The gray horse began to walk as naturally