The Prince of Badong shed his armor, and the entire tent trembled.
The Prince of Badong had stripped off his armor and sat on the desk like a drunk, his eyes bloodshot. One hand tugged wildly at his collar as he panted, occasionally snorting through his nose like a savage beast grinding its teeth in a cage.
Blood trickled from the corner of Li Jingxuan's mouth as he knelt, hunched over, in a corner.
The other advisers lay prostrate, shaking like grain in a sieve, as though awaiting the executioner's axe!
Xue Shao bore shoeprints on his clothes. His lips quivered, and his voice shook:
"...The enemy's d-defenses are strong... We m-must not attack rashly, but wear them down through a prolonged siege; the o-opportunity lasts but an instant, and allows no delay, so we m-must seize it swiftly-"
"I want the fucking exact words!!!"
The Prince of Badong rushed over and kicked Xue Shao in the shoulder!
Xue Shao tumbled away without so much as a cry. Scrambling on hands and knees, he immediately crawled back to his place and slammed his forehead against the ground:
"Wenyang is but one corner... Slowly, slowly we c-can..."
The Prince of Badong roared:
"The exact words!"
Xue Shao squeezed his eyes shut in terror, his voice thick with tears:
"I cannot remember, Your Highness..."
The Prince of Badong hauled Xue Shao up and slapped him hard across the face twice:
"You cannot remember, yet you came telling me! You cannot remember, yet you came telling me!"
Stars danced before Xue Shao's eyes, and muffled sobs escaped his mouth.
The Prince of Badong flung Xue Shao to the ground, strode over to Tao Rui, and seized his collar, hauling him halfway up. His fierce eyes were wide and veined with blood:
"You! What