At the top, Song Tingfan's finger stopped, and he said in a deep voice, "Since General Li lacks confidence, let's replace him. At this age, he can retire and enjoy his old age. Hereafter, Xiao Feiqiang will be in charge of the Infantry Camp."
There was not a hint of negotiation in his tone.
Suddenly, everyone fell silent, probably not expecting him to make such a sudden move.
The general with a black mole on his face, who had a bit of a temper, said, "General, I'm afraid this isn't appropriate. General Li was just speaking the truth."
Everyone looked at Song Tingfan, expecting him to yield. However, he remained calm, "Oh, then you two can go as well. The deputy will take over. Anyone else? The camp will allocate pensions."
Most of these generals were pieces of the Third Prince, uproot them all at once.
Others' expressions changed, but no one dared to speak up.
