Inside the main tent.
After so much hardship, the war had finally, for the most part, come to an end.
The Northern Liang generals had rarely had the chance to gather here for a drink. Yet halfway through, they heard what had happened in the County Town that day.
"Crack— Why the hell should we?!"
One of the more hot-tempered generals flipped the table outright. The sounds of smashed wine bowls and shattered ceramic jars rang out without end.
"We've fought for nearly three years!"
"Three whole years!"
"We fought all the way from Northern Liang to the Miaoshui River!"
"Have we ever eaten one decent meal or slept one peaceful night?!"
"And now that the fighting is over, the Cao family members want to wave a hand and drive us away?!"
"Where in the world is there such a bargain?!"
"That's right!"
"Today they send us back to Northern Liang. Tomorrow, are they going to strip away our fiefdoms?!"
"During the Ten Days in Yunzhou, how many borderland brothers died in Yunzhou?!"
"And Guandu! They nearly got the Commander-in-Chief killed!"
"If you dug out the Cao family's hearts, livers, guts, and lungs, they'd all be black as hell!"
"Those bastards!"
"I won't accept this!"
"Neither will I!"
"What's going on with the Commander-in-Chief?!"
"He can endure this too?"
"Junior Brother is being foolish!"
Cheng Wei slowly set down his wine bowl and muttered, "Throughout all the dynasties, has there ever been a vassal king who held the Five Prefecture Land and could still coexist peacefully with the imperial court? Much less one who is a King of a Different Surname. No matter how affectionately they call each other brothers, his surname is still Chen!"
"Perhaps..."
Ye Fengxiu held his sword sheath in his arms. "Junior Brother is worried about