The handsome young man, known as the general, picked up the bowl and scooped rice from the wooden barrel.
Then he tasted it shallowly and said, "No need, just that."
The chef smiled hesitantly and nodded and stepped back.
It’s strange that the general usually eats more than two barrels. Is it because he has a bad appetite today?
The chef passed by a swaying general.
He quickly bowed his head and said, "See the deputy general."
The deputy general looked at him without looking at him. He lifted the curtain straight and entered the general's main account.
Faced with the deputy general's attitude, the chef pursed his lips.
He said intimately: I am even bigger than the general, isn’t I the queen’s nephew?
"General," Deputy General Huang Tong entered the room and saw the two wooden barrels filled with rice. Disgust flashed in his eyes and said in a thick voice: "The Qi army has not had any attack for five days."
The general did not look up, but only carefully tasted the rice in his mouth.
After swallowing it, he said calmly: "The spies have checked it. They are stationed outside the city. We are at a disadvantage and should not move for the time being."
Huang Tong's beard moved, and his eyes looked even more arrogant.
"What? Have to wait? The emperor has sent someone to send a letter of order to urgently send us a letter of order as soon as possible!"
"Their general Yongyehou is good at attacking fiercely. The Qi army must be accumulating troops now and only wait for a strong attack on the nearby city. When they take the initiative, it will be too late!"
The general who was eating frowned.
He hated that when he was having a meal, there were people chattering around him.
So he raised his head and stared at Huang Tong.
The black ink-colored eyes suddenly had a cold breath, which was completely different from the elegant and gentle ones that were just now.
"Person Huang just suffered a loss at Qiao Xiuli, Qi State, and lost 3,000 soldiers. Our army was captured by nearly 300 people, while the Qi army only lost one horse."
"Although they failed to capture the near city, this is because we have achieved success in exchange for the flesh and blood of the soldiers. What if we do it again? How long can the soldiers withstand the tiger and wolf army of Qi?"
"At this point, the best strategy is not to move the enemy and I don't move! When the rivers are frozen in winter and Yongyehou's food supply is difficult, we will be able to fight back!"
"Go now, it's nothing more than to die."
He said loudly, and after he crossed his hands, pressed against his chin, looking at Huang Tong with a sarcastic smile.
"Deputy General Huang, how many lives do you have to die?"
This momentum and sense of oppression shocked Huang Tong.
This time he was arranged to fight against Qi, and the emperor also issued an order to him privately.
Once he defeated the Qi army, he asked him to find a way to secretly kill the general.
After all, the general was too arrogant and complacent!
Moreover, his origin was unknown, but he joined the army seven years ago.
The emperor has suspected his identity more than once. After all investigations failed, he had no choice but to let the Dragon King Jin fight this last battle and then kill him!
Huang Tong said reluctantly: "I understand."
He was still a little dissatisfied: "Since that is the case, the general should also personally write a book and send it back to Kyoto to let the emperor know your decision."
The young general nodded: "I will say it."
"When?" Huang Tong asked.
The general picked up his job again: "Wait for me to eat."
Huang Tong:...
He couldn't bear it anymore, so he hurriedly said and left, then turned to a big stance.
The force used when lifting the curtain made the cowhide curtain make a "slam" sound.
The lights in the camp were extinguished, and the cold wind blew, blowing through the general's cold eyes like snow.