Today, the sky was bleak.
The soldiers of Tiger Mountain Camp had finished their morning drills, arraying themselves massively on their training grounds.
Tang Ming rode his horse, strutting with pride, passing in front of each squad.
Adjacent to him, Vice General Hu followed on his own horse, a bit behind by half a horse length.
In terms of rank, both of them were Fifth-rank officers; however, when it came to experience, Vice General Hu had far more than the newly appointed Tang Ming.
But who can deny Tang Ming's advantage? His uncle was the Grand Marshal, after all.
Tang Ming was gallant enough on his own, rising from Colonel to Vice General in just a few days. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before he would be a full-fledged general.
Vice General Hu didn't dare to offend this little lord.