Military exercises at the camp were a common sight, nothing special at all. Although the Nanyang Army was lax and hardly as formidable as before, there was a martial arts competition once a month.
The Commandery Princess ordered ten sets of armor to be displayed, and the soldiers' eyes lit up immediately.
The salaries, provisions, warhorses, and weapons of the Nanyang Army were far inferior to those of the Personal Guard Camp, and most of the armor was from several years ago, old and dilapidated, barely usable. These ten sets of armor were all made of fine iron, top-quality armors. Before displaying them, they were specially polished with oil, glistening brightly under the sun.
Such a set of armor would cost thirty taels of silver. It was their entire year's salary.
Every soldier rubbed their fists and was eager to compete, and the morale soared suddenly.
