The next morning.
Yang Zhengshan sat before the ceremonial gate in the front courtyard of the Marquis Mansion, looking at the guards lined up before him.
Two hundred personal guards and one hundred guards—this was the manpower he could mobilize now.
The number was not large, but their strength was absolutely not weak.
The two hundred personal guards went without saying; every one of them had cultivation at the fourth level of the Postnatal Realm or above.
The one hundred guards were more or less the same. They had likewise received military training, and their cultivation was also above the fourth level of the Postnatal Realm.
"Marquis, everyone is here!" Luo Jinsong stepped forward and reported.
Ding Qiu and Wu Zhan stood behind Yang Zhengshan.
As for Wu Zheng, he was not responsible for the guards. He was specifically in charge of gathering information, and he had quite a few men under him, but Yang Zhengshan would not use the manpower under his command.
Yang Zhengshan nodded, slowly rose to his feet, and said with a smile, "There's a not-so-small operation this afternoon. When the time comes, brothers, you'll have to be careful. Don't let the boat capsize in a gutter!"
Hearing this, the eyes of the group of guards instantly lit up.
Raise soldiers for a thousand days, use them for a single moment!
Ever since the annihilation of Wuliang's army, they had not gone to battle for three or four years. This truly was raising soldiers for a thousand days.
Looking at the guards, each of them appearing especially excited, the corners of Yang Zhengshan's mouth lifted. He pressed his hand down. "Hehe, today is a small scene. Mm, a very small scene. We're only catching a bunch of petty thieves!"
"But this is our first battle since