The handsome young man known as the General picked up the bowl and scooped rice from the barrel.
Then he took a small taste and said, "No need, that's all."
The cook smiled hesitantly, nodded and left.
It's strange. The general usually eats more than two buckets. Could it be that he has a bad appetite today?
The cook passed by a strutting general.
He quickly bowed his hands and said, "See the deputy general."
The deputy general didn't even look at him, he just opened the curtain and entered the general's main tent.
Faced with the lieutenant's attitude, the cook frowned.
He secretly thought: The person holding the shelf is bigger than the general, isn't he the queen's nephew?
"General," Deputy General Huang Tong came in. When he saw the two wooden barrels filled with white rice, disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said in a rough voice: "The Qi army has not made any attack in five days."
The general did not raise his head, but carefully tasted the rice in his mouth.
After swallowing, he said calmly: "The spies have gone to check and they have been stationed outside the city. We are at a disadvantage and cannot act rashly for the time being."
The beard on Huang Tong's face moved, and the look in his eyes became even more arrogant.
"What? Are you still waiting? Not long ago, the emperor sent someone to urgently deliver the order, asking us to repel the Qi army as soon as possible!"
"Their general Yong Yehou is good at making fierce attacks. The Qi army must be accumulating troops now, just waiting to launch a strong attack on the nearby city. By the time they take the initiative, it will be too late!"
The general who was eating frowned.
He hated having people chattering next to him while he was having a meal.
So he raised his head and stared at Huang Tong.
The ink-colored black eyes suddenly had a cold breath, completely different from the elegant and gentle look just now.
"Vice General Huang suffered a loss at the hands of Qi State Qiao Xiuli a few days ago. He lost three thousand soldiers and armor. Our army captured nearly three hundred people, while the Qi army only lost one horse."
"Although they failed to capture the nearby city, it was because we exchanged the flesh and blood of the soldiers for their success. What if it happened again? How long can the soldiers hold back Qi's tiger and wolf army?"
"As things stand now, the best strategy is to remain immobile until the enemy does not move! When the rivers are frozen in winter and Yongyehou and their food supply are difficult, then we will have a strong counterattack!"
"If you go now, you will die."
After he finished speaking, he crossed his hands and put them on his chin, looking at Huang Tong with a mocking smile.
"Vice General Huang, how many lives do you have to die?"
Such momentum and pressure made Huang Tong tremble all over.
This time he was arranged to fight against Qi, and the emperor also gave him orders in private.
Once the Qi army is defeated, let him find a way to secretly kill the general.
After all, the general is so arrogant that he compares himself to the sinews of a dragon!
Moreover, his origin is unknown, but he surrendered himself to the army camp seven years ago.
The emperor had doubted his identity more than once. After various investigations yielded no results, he had no choice but to let Dragon King Jin fight the last battle and then kill him!
Huang Tong's face tightened and he said reluctantly: "General, I understand."
He was still a little unconvinced: "In this case, the general should write a letter in person and send it back to Kyoto to let the emperor know your decision."
The young general nodded: "I will tell you."
"When?" Huang Tong pressed.
I saw the general picking up his rice bowl again: "Wait until I'm full."
Huang Tong:……
He couldn't bear it any longer, so he hurriedly said goodbye and strode away.
The force used when lifting the curtain made the cowhide curtain make a "clatter" sound.
The lights in the camp were turned on and off, and a cold wind blew, brushing against the general's cold eyes as cold as snow.