Now, those soldiers have left one after another and returned to their own lives, but Ye Zifen's gratitude towards Lieutenant General Zhang is still surging like a tide.

This gratitude is not superficial and fleeting, but is like a deep and tranquil lake. It appears calm but actually contains endless power.

It flows silently in the long river of time, becoming more mellow and rich.

Not only that, in that military camp full of masculine energy, everyone had witnessed how well Lieutenant General Zhang had taken care of the Tiger Army.

Even the members of their caravan were well aware of this and were full of respect for Lieutenant General Zhang.

At this moment, when everyone saw Deputy General Zhang again, although deep in their hearts they longed to have a good conversation with him and share every bit of their experiences over the years, for various reasons, they had to suppress this impulse and simply nodded to him in a polite and courteous manner.

At that moment, the two sides' eyes met, as if they had endless words to say, but a myriad of thoughts surged into their minds, and for a moment they didn't know where to start.

The person following closely behind Lieutenant General Zhang was Lieutenant General Wang.

This person is the general's most trusted person, and the relationship between them is as close as that of brothers and like that of father and son.

Because of this, no matter when and where, as long as the general takes action, Lieutenant General Wang will follow him closely.

At this moment, although Lieutenant General Wang is getting old, his body is still strong, and his steps are steady, solid and powerful.

I saw him walking forward step by step. Every step he took seemed to contain a tremendous force, so much so that it could leave shallow footprints on the hard ground.

Those footprints are like marks left by time, silently telling of the ups and downs he has experienced in his many years of fighting in the south and the north, as well as his infinite loyalty to the country and the army.

Looking at the figure of Deputy General Wang again, he was as tall and straight as a pine tree, and the armor on his body was flashing a cold light under the sunlight, which was intimidating.

His weather-beaten face always remained serious and solemn, and his brows revealed a kind of resolute temperament that only a soldier possesses.

But what was strange was that although his steps were so firm, his face, which should have been firm and resolute, now revealed a rather complicated expression, making it difficult to understand the deep meaning behind it.

Looking at another deputy general in the team, he was walking forward with big strides, while occasionally reaching out to tidy up the slightly messy armor on his body.

In the blink of an eye, these people quickly came in front of the general, Zhang Gaoyi and the eldest princess.

Vice General Wang took the lead in bowing and saluting the three people, and said in a loud voice: "General, Duke Chongguo, Princess! I, Li Meng, and other vice generals have come to pay my respects to you!"

Others also hurriedly saluted.

The majestic general nodded slightly to show his approval, and said slowly, "You don't have to be so polite."

As soon as he finished speaking, Vice General Wang immediately clasped his fists and saluted, saying, "General, I heard that you have returned to the capital in triumph this time, and you may bring two vice generals with you. After hearing this news, we are really a little uneasy, so we have come to pay our respects to the general."

These generals truly have a military style, speaking and acting directly without beating around the bush.

This frank and straightforward character trait is exactly what Ye Zifen has always admired.

At this time, the deputy general who was carefully sorting out his clothes also quickly echoed: "I beg the general to grant us such a rare opportunity!"

The others also looked sincere and said in unison: "We are all willing to go through fire and water for the general, sacrifice our lives and die for him!"

The general's eyes were like torches, scanning the people in front of him one by one. After a brief silence, he slowly said, "Regarding this matter... there is no definite conclusion yet. Everything still needs to be carefully considered and considered before a decision can be made."

Hearing this, the generals couldn't help showing a little disappointment on their faces, but they still responded respectfully in unison: "Yes, General!"

However, among this group of people, only Deputy General Wang remained calm and had a confident smile on his face.

Then, these people stood silently to one side without saying another word.

The whole scene suddenly became silent, and the atmosphere became a little solemn.

Ye Zifen raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a smile as blooming as a spring flower, and said softly: "I believe the general is also eager to return home and wants to return to Beijing as soon as possible to reunite with his family. Duke Chongguo, you should quickly complete the handover of military affairs with the general! It is inconvenient for a woman like me to be in this military camp. After you have successfully completed the handover, please send someone to inform me, and then I will return."

Her smile is as gentle as jade, calm and unhurried, her bright eyes sparkle with understanding of others, and reveal an open-minded and generous mind.

You have to know that Ye Zifen is the eldest princess, who has personally participated in handling important affairs of state and has a perfect grasp of the balance between various matters.

Although it was not impolite to stay in the military camp at this moment, Ye Zifen still chose to actively avoid suspicion.

Because she knew very well that the many soldiers in this military camp always only obeyed the orders of the majestic general in their minds.

Ye Zifen's figure was seen slowly moving away under the gaze of everyone. The warm sunlight gently fell on her body, as if drawing a soft and charming outline for her.

Zhang Gaoyi, who was standing nearby, nodded quickly to show his agreement. His eyes were full of understanding for Ye Zifen.

Then, Ye Zifen turned around and gradually disappeared from people's sight with light but firm steps.

The breeze gently blew the corners of her clothes, and the corners of her clothes fluttered in the wind, as if carrying a bit of unrestrained and unrestrained meaning.

After a long time, someone finally broke the silence. He sighed softly, then turned around and walked slowly towards the big tent in the military camp. Seeing this, the others also came to their senses and followed closely.

Their pace seemed a little hurried, and each step carried a heavy responsibility and mission.

The figures of these people were stretched out in the afterglow of the setting sun, forming distorted shadows on the ground.

Their footsteps were neat and powerful, as if they were a marching army, moving bravely towards an unknown front.