"Go back, go back. It's time for training, all of you get back to training."
The soldiers glared angrily at Cao Xiong, and Zhao Zun's group was also burning with rage. But since county officers can't compare to the county magistrate, Cao Xiong is now the stationed Marshal, and the soldiers have to obey him.
Unwilling to cause trouble for the soldiers, Zhao Zun suppressed his anger and shouted loudly, "Brothers, don't see me off, just go back! Zhao Zun keeps the camaraderie in his heart! If fate allows, we'll meet in the Capital City. Then, we'll drink to our hearts' content without rest."
With reddened eyes, the soldiers shouted in unison, "Marshal, have a safe journey, and take care!"
The soldiers lingered before slowly turning back into the camp.
Cao Xiong snorted, then his expression immediately changed, and he walked up to Zhao Zun with a big smile.
