It had been less than a year.
Li Yueming had actually become his superior. It was simply ridiculous.
If he hadn't seen Li Yue risking his life for the Northern Battlefront Army with his own eyes…
Meng Ba was probably doubting his life now.
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After becoming the scout commander of the Northern Battlefront Army.
Li Yueming kept a low profile for a long time.
He had no choice but to keep a low profile.
There was a long queue of people from the scout camp who came to see him every day.
Many soldiers looked at him as if he was an alien.
There was no other way. A fourteen-year-old general was a rare treasure!
After two months, the commotion in the camp finally came to an end.
It wasn't because the soldiers weren't curious.
Instead, the originally stable Qin army began to become restless again.
After the Qin army had sneaked out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the Great Zhou had already set up some sentries near the Hundred Thousand Mountains.