"Prince, the morale of the soldiers under my command has plummeted gravely. All of them feel utterly lost. I have the intention to lead a battalion to Ling Mountain Prefecture and engage the Hu People in a few battles, to see some blood."
Feng Jiu bowed and requested to go to battle.
"Strictly forbidden from engaging in battle, do you not understand? If you say another word, I'll strip you of military command and order you to reflect behind closed doors."
Ji Changlie's expression turned dark, and he looked at Feng Jiu with extreme displeasure, a hint of killing intent vaguely present.
Truly, mentioning what should not be mentioned.
If it were possible to go to battle, wouldn't we have already launched an attack? Why would we be camped by the sea if the timing weren't right?
"Get out."
Feng Jiu left the temporary Prince's Mansion dejectedly, glancing at the massive encampment ahead, shaking her head, unable to suppress her despondency.
