At that moment, Huo Qingtong suddenly let out a cold snort. Song Qingshu looked up and found her staring at him with disdain, making him feel a little guilty. "What is it?"
"You know perfectly well," Huo Qingtong said, her face frosty.
Naturally, Song Qingshu refused to admit it. "You even know what I'm thinking? Looks like we really are in sync."
Huo Qingtong sneered. "Your eyes have been wandering. Anyone can tell you're thinking all sorts of nonsense."
"Cough, cough..." Song Qingshu nearly choked and hurriedly changed the subject. "You clearly held the advantage this time. Using yourself as bait was far too risky. If I'd hesitated even a little, you might have turned victory into defeat."
"It was the only option. The Mongols were best at feigning defeat to lure in the enemy, shooting from horseback as they fled, then suddenly circling back to strike once the pursuing force had become scattered. Though I caught them off guard this time, if the Mongols truly wanted to flee, my camel cavalry could never have caught them. So I had to use myself to make them stay and fight. Only then would we have had a chance to wipe them out completely." Huo Qingtong paused before continuing, "Time was pressing, so I had no chance to discuss it with you. But you built such a vast foundation from nothing but common clothes, so I assumed you were no fool. That was why I took the chance. Fortunately, you didn't disappoint me."
Song Qingshu clicked his tongue in amazement. "They say you're a renowned general on the battlefield. I never expected you to be such a gambler."
Huo Qingtong replied seriously, "The situation on a battlefield changes by the moment. There is never anything guaranteed. Every decision is a gamble; you