The handsome young man known as the general took the bowl and scooped rice from the wooden barrel.

Then he took a sip and said, "No need, that's all."

The cook smiled hesitantly, nodded and stepped back.

Strange, the generals usually eat more than two buckets. Could it be that they have a bad appetite today?

The cook passed a strutting general.

He quickly cupped his hands and bowed his head: "See the lieutenant."

The lieutenant didn't even look at him, he lifted the curtain and entered the general's main tent.

Facing the lieutenant general's attitude, the cook pouted.

Secret thought: The shelf is bigger than the general, isn't it the queen's nephew!

"General," Deputy General Huang Tong entered, saw the two wooden barrels filled with rice, and a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes, he said in a rough voice: "The Qi army has not attacked for five days."

The general didn't look up, just tasted the rice in his mouth carefully.

After swallowing, he said calmly: "The spies went to check, they are already stationed near the city, we are at a disadvantage, and we cannot act rashly for the time being."

The beard on Huang Tong's face moved, and the look in his eyes became more arrogant.

"What? Have to wait? Not long ago, the emperor sent someone to send the order urgently, let us repel the Qi army as soon as possible!"

"Their general Yong Yehou is good at fighting fierce attacks. The Qi army must be accumulating troops now, only waiting 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 the chatter around him while he was eating.

So he raised his head and stared at Huang Tong.

The black pupils of the ink color suddenly took a cold breath, which was completely different from the gentleness and gentleness of the previous talents.

"Deputy General Huang suffered a loss from Qiao Xiuli of Qi State a few days ago. He lost 3,000 soldiers and armor. Our army captured nearly 300 people, while Qi's army only lost one horse."

"Although they failed to capture the nearby city, this is because we exchanged the flesh and blood of the soldiers for the success. What if we do it again? How long can the soldiers hold the Qi's army of tigers and wolves?"

"As of now, it is the best strategy to keep the enemy still and I will not move! When the rivers and rivers are frozen in winter, Yongye Hou and their food supply will be difficult, and we will be able to fight back!"

"Going now is nothing but to die."

After he finished speaking, he crossed his hands on his chin and looked at Huang Tong with a mocking smile.

"Lieutenant General Huang, how many lives do you have to die?"

This kind of momentum and sense of oppression shocked Huang Tong all over.

This time, he was arranged to face the state of Qi, and the emperor also gave him an order in private.

Once the Qi army is repelled, let him find a way to kill the general in secret.

After all, the general is so arrogant and arrogant that he compares himself to the tendons of a dragon!

Moreover, his origins are unknown, but he threw himself into the barracks seven years ago.

The emperor has doubted his identity more than once. After all kinds of investigations were fruitless, he could only choose to let the Dragon King Jin finish the last battle, and then kill him!

Huang Tong's face tightened, and he said reluctantly, "I will understand at the end."

He was still a little unconvinced: "Since this is the case, the general should also repair a book and send it back to the capital to let the emperor know your decision."

The young general nodded: "I will tell."

"When?" Huang Tong asked.

I saw the general pick up his job again: "Wait until I'm full."

Huang Tong:  …

Unable to bear it any longer, he hurriedly resigned, and then strode away.

The force when lifting the curtain made the cowhide curtain make a "crashing" sound.

The lights in the tent went out, and a cold wind blew, brushing the general's indifferent eyes like snow.