Tan Hong Fei asked in a low voice: "Marshal, why didn't we ambush inside the city?"

"Who's going to ambush in broad daylight?" Gu Yun's eyes widened. "Is there a problem with your brain?"

... Master Ja must have sneezed twice.

Tan Hong Fei carefully considered it for a moment, feeling it was quite reasonable. He then asked: "Marshal, how do you know they will come here at night?"

Gu Yun: "It was calculated by your Yan Bei Wang, fine him money if he turns out to be wrong. It doesn't really matter, even a small amount of his lucky money is already more than half a year's salary of mine."

Chang Geng was sitting at one side repairing the leather grip of the iron bow. After fighting a long battle, bits of it had torn away. No one knew where he had found the small knife that he was currently using to file a small piece of leather. His fingers were incredibly adept, causing one to become dizzy. As he was suddenly named, Chang Geng did not raise his head either, he laughed at Tan Hong Fei and replied: "Either way, everything from top to bottom belongs in the account books of the Marquis' Manor."

Tan Hong Fei was a crude man, his way of thinking being 'All comrades are my own arms and legs'. After fighting side by side in the first battle with Yan Bei Wang, he had soon considered the other to be his family, not caring who his mother was. After hearing this, he teased without care: "Your Highness and Marshal are as close as one. If only you were a princess, we might have another princess tent in the Black Iron Camp as we did in those days."

Gu Yun: "..."

He could not help licking the itchy root of his teeth.

Chang Geng's hands came to a halt for a moment, then continued General Tan's words: "Unfortunately, I am not beautiful as a flower or a jade, your Marshal with a cart filled with fruits would not want me."

*a reference to Pan An, a writer during Jin dynasty. Whenever he went out, every lady old and young would throw him fruits to express their adoration.

Tan Hong Fei said mindlessly: "Oh, it isn't right, the Emperor usually calls Marshal 'Imperial Uncle', there's a gap between generations!"

Gu Yun: "... Go away!"

General Tan who only said a few words of jest, together with Yan Bei Wang who harbored different intentions in his heart, looked at each other and laughed aloud.

At night, a cuckoo call came from the distance. It was a signal that the enemy had entered the trap. Tan Hong Fei was pressed back down by Gu Yun as he moved to stand up.

"Wait a bit longer." Gu Yun whispered, "Until the fourth period."

His eyes shone in the dark, like a pair of divine weapons that had been sharpened by blood.