Dashu had barely left when Big Mouse and Blood Butcher were summoned to the government office together. Both had been away from the Han Tribe's headquarters for some time, and they were naturally delighted to see Luo Chong. Still, they had not forgotten to perform the proper ceremony.
Since they were both temporarily serving as military officers, they performed the military salute of kneeling on one knee and clasping one hand over the other, bowing together before Luo Chong and calling out, "Greetings, Chieftain."
"Rise. Do you know why I called you here?" Luo Chong waved casually, making a gesture for them to rise, then got straight to the point. "Do you know what this is about?"
"Well, I heard the Chieftain invented something good again. Are we here to get new equipment?" Big Mouse asked tentatively.
"The Chieftain summoned Commander Mu and me together. Could it be that he's preparing to move against the Xin Tribe?"
Compared to Big Mouse, Blood Butcher was visibly excited. During the previous grassland battle, his Huben Guard had barely gotten to fight. They had fired a few cannon volleys at the beginning, but the Qianniu Guard had handled the frontal charge. During the pursuit, before he could even catch up with anyone, Big Mouse's warships had already blasted the enemy forces ahead into crippled wrecks. He had spent the entire time following behind the Huben Guard, picking up scraps and gathering surrendered soldiers. He had long since been bottling up a surge of restless energy.
After the battle, when the Chieftain had transferred him to Tohai Commandery and even supplied him with ten thousand surrendered soldiers to train, he knew there would certainly be more fighting. Then Big Mouse's Fubo Fleet arrived, making the target of this newly expanded army obvious.
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