Sun Hao led everyone into the city, finally finding a chance to catch his breath, eat a hot meal, and drink some wine.
While he was drinking, someone hurried inside.
The man was almost in tears.
Everyone knew what happened to anyone who brought Sun Hao bad news.
Trembling all over, the man prepared himself for death and bowed to Sun Hao. "Your Majesty, Commandant Yu Zhong led troops to the rescue, but Guanqiu Jian defeated him and beheaded him!"
"Guanqiu Jian has already captured Yangxing and is now advancing toward Yongxiu..."
Sun Hao shuddered, slowly turning his gaze toward the armored guard before him.
"What did you say?!"
"Y-Your Majesty..."
Sun Hao violently smashed his wine cup onto the floor. "Incompetents! Mediocrities! Good-for-nothings!!"
"Why did they have to throw their lives away one by one?!"
"Didn't they know to come find me and join forces against the rebels? They fought Guanqiu Jian one by one and got killed one by one! Four generals have already died!! How many more have to die?!"
Sun Hao felt not the slightest gratitude for his subordinates' willingness to risk their lives in battle. He was merely disappointed in these useless fools.
These fools had only a few thousand men each, yet they dared fight Guanqiu Jian to the death. Were they even worthy??
They would have been better off gathering around him. With greater numbers, Guanqiu Jian naturally would not have been able to come charging at him so easily.
Gritting his teeth, Sun Hao angrily berated these incompetent generals, venting his feelings.
Finally, he looked at the scout before him.
The man was already half-dead with fright.
"Enough. This isn't your fault. Running back and forth isn't easy either. Give him some rewards!"
Having already prepared himself for death, the man brimmed