Huo Hai did not hesitate. He led the two men outside. He could not understand all those marching plans anyway, so he might as well make things a little easier for them. If the Western Frontier Defense Line fell, the Huo Family would bear the brunt.
Now Huo Hai felt that when the ruler had made the Western Frontier the Huo Family's territory, he had probably also intended to deal with their growing power. In a war like this, the slightest setback would give the ruler grounds to blame the Huo Family immediately. If the Guo Family had not been completely excluded last time, punishment would probably have already come down by now.
"Sir, what would you like us to make?" While Huo Hai was lost in thought, one of the men beside him finally could not resist asking. Coming back to his senses, Huo Hai raised his head and gave his forehead a pat.
"Ah, I was distracted. Right, find a few people and make a wooden box, about the size of the table in the Command Headquarters. No, it should be a little bigger." Huo Hai gestured as he spoke.
The two men had no idea what Huo Hai wanted to do and exchanged a glance. One of them ran off to the side and told the soldiers to find a few carpenters to make the wooden box. They had seen plenty of eccentric behavior from the wastrels of great Lineages anyway. Perhaps Huo Hai was just like them and liked making strange, inexplicable things.
With the help of a Spirit Master, the box was made very quickly. It was hardly a complicated object to begin with. Its surface was coated with a special grease and dried over a fire. Even if water were poured into it, none