"Training with serious injuries will make you improve faster, I'm doing this for your own good,"
Feng Wuchen swung a long whip in his hand, watching the soldiers train while snickering coldly in amusement.
Seeing Feng Wuchen's glee in their misfortune, the soldiers were so angry they were about to explode.
"Master Feng, is this really okay?" Ye Cangqiong couldn't help but ask, extremely worried.
The soldiers from both armies were trained by Ye Cangqiong; they had endured countless hardships, but never had they been ordered to injure each other before training like Feng Wuchen did.
Even if the soldiers could improve their strength, it also hurt their self-esteem.
If they were injured fighting the enemy, the soldiers would not have a single word of complaint, but standing there getting injured without fighting back was intolerable to them.
