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Han Qingshu was eventually dragged back. After fifty lashes, his arrogance had almost completely vanished, and he silently accepted the identity token of an ordinary soldier.
Quartermaster Ren Zhen continued.
"Zhao Minghe. Second Army, Third Battalion, Eighth Company, Ninth Squad. Ordinary soldier."
"Lu Fengyan. First Army, Fourth Battalion, Sixth Company, First Squad. Ordinary soldier."
One name followed another. Each cultivator received a military token and was escorted to his assigned unit, and before long, fewer than half of them remained. Only three people had been appointed directly as Decurions, and everyone else had become an ordinary soldier.
Then Quartermaster Ren Zhen looked down at the roster again.
"Li Yun."
Several heads turned toward him at once.
"Second Army, Sixth Battalion, Third Company, Ninth Squad. Decurion."
A brief silence followed, and then whispers broke out.
"He's a Decurion?"
