Deputy General Wang did not immediately deploy his heavy cavalry. Instead, he planned to lure the Self-Defense Army out first. Yet despite the crossbow bolts and curses, the Self-Defense Army remained in orderly formation inside the camp, paying them no heed.
Their heavy crossbows and other archers and crossbowmen, however, were all ready.
After spending most of the day cursing, the Cangling Army had exhausted every insult they could think of, even paying their respects to Guo Dundun and all the women in his household.
Qian Zhonglin was hopping mad when he heard it. He hurried into the tent. "Director, those wretches are vile! This is going too far!"
"Sit."
"Director, you..."
"Sit down and talk."
"Director, those mongrels outside are standing there insulting us. They're saying..."
Guo Dundun waved a hand. "After we defeat Cangling this time, before we return to court in triumph, I intend to give you a chance to earn some merit. How about it?"
Guo Dundun still lay there comfortably, holding a book as he spoke at a leisurely pace.
Qian Zhonglin was delighted to hear this, thinking that right now was the best chance to let him earn some merit. "Director, the Cangling army is now..."
"They can't get in!"
"Then we..."
"We do what we ought to do."
"And what's that?"
"Whatever we ought to be doing. Look, the lads have a hard time fighting. We need to put some thought into these amusements for them."
Qian Zhonglin had been so nervous that he had not slept for days. He had never expected the director to be this calm, nothing like the hot-tempered fat man he used to be. Was this how a man matured?
With Guo Dundun so calm, everyone else seemed calm too, especially since they had still been holding recreational