In the military tent, a middle-aged general had removed his armor and sabre, and was bound up and forced to kneel on the ground by two soldiers, with a letter written to Yelu Kangda on the floor.
Xiao Yeyang sat at the head seat with an expressionless face, watching him, while other generals stood on both sides, each filled with indignation.
"Old Meng, why did you reveal the situation of our military town to the people of Xiliao? Over the years, how many of our brothers have been killed by them, we are irreconcilable enemies!"
Watching the brothers he once fought side by side with, filled with pain and indignation, the middle-aged general's expression hardly changed.
Xiao Yeyang spoke up: "Who is the person instructing you from behind?"
The middle-aged general glanced at Xiao Yeyang and then shifted his gaze away.
