Inside the main tent.
After enduring hardships for so long, the war is finally nearing its end.
The Beiliang generals rarely gathered here for a drink, but halfway through, news of today's events in the county town reached them.
"Crack—"
"Why?!"
Some of the more hot-tempered generals flipped the table, and the sound of smashing wine bowls and shattering porcelain jars was incessant.
"For nearly three years!"
"Three years!"
"We've fought our way from Beiliang to the Fei River!"
"Have we ever had a good meal or a good night's sleep?!"
"Now the war is over, and the Cao Family waves us away just like that?!"
"Where in the world is there such an easy outcome!"
"Absolutely right!"
"Today he sends us back to Beiliang, and tomorrow will he start reducing our power?!"
"Back during the ten days in Yunzhou, how many border brothers died?!"
"And at Guan Du! Almost killed the Commander!"
"The guts and heart of the Cao Family members—it's all pitch black!"
"Damn them!"
