"Marshal, what did I say wrong? The army sent to rescue the capital can't be relied on. This is our last chance. If we defend Changsheng City, are we just waiting for the heavy snow to freeze the barbarians away? If the fate of the country depends on heaven's will, then what are soldiers like us fighting for? Marshal, when a general is in the field, he need not obey every order from the sovereign. You..."
"Buzz!"
A flash of cold light swept past, so fast it dazzled the eye.
"Slash!" Ma Xing's massive head flew into the air, and blood sprayed all over Yang Huaiyu's face and body.
A man in black behind Eunuch Liu calmly sheathed his sword.
The other generals erupted in anger. "Why? This is going too far!"
"Why did you kill our brother? You..."
Eunuch Liu narrowed his eyes. "Hm? Do you know what you're saying? Ma Xing deserved to die. No matter how brave he was on the battlefield, he had no right to curse Changsheng City or curse the Great Jing Kingdom.
"That fellow Ma Xing wanted to die. What, do you want to end up like him too? The Dark Night Division may not excel at much else, but when it comes to rebellion, we are fully capable of exterminating three generations of a family. Anyone else want to try? I'm right here. Let's see who still dares to talk nonsense about leaving the city to fight?"
Everyone still wanted to argue, but Yang Huaiyu roared first, "Quiet! Return to your positions, or face military law! Go back!"
The men gritted their teeth in fury, but could only retreat to where they had stood.
Yang Huaiyu's eyes were bloodshot. "Eunuch Liu, Brother Ma Xing misspoke, and he deserved death, but accusing him