Whenever Shen Yi got a bit lengthy, he was always being scoffed at, but the same things, when it was Chang Geng who would say them instead, Gu Yun was not at all unhappy. He listened lazily with half-closed eyes. Everything in the army was simple, even if one was the Marquis of Order. There was only a military bed in his tent, a steam lamp hanging at the head of the bed, the lights were dim, half-covering the two.

Chang Geng: "Does it hurt?"

Gu Yun shook his head and slowly murmured, "When you sent this batch of things, the wind will surely have spread out. The mob of the Western Regions coalition forces all have their own calculation. At present, the Westerners cannot unconditionally provide them with steel armors. In a few days, there will surely be some traitors who will come to surrender to us...Pfff, slow down."

Gu Yun did not respond when he pressed his shoulder, but as Chang Geng's fingers just slid down the spine near his ribs, Gu Yun suddenly burst into laughter, "Ticklish."

"..." Chang Geng increased the strength of his fingers and almost penetrated into his bones and flesh. If he continued a little longer, he would have to press his skin to the point of almost bruising, he said helplessly, "Can you tell the difference between painful and ticklish? How can you feel ticklish with such great strength?"

"It is clear that your skills are not good." Gu Yun said, "But they will not be too sincere in their surrender. These bastards have done these two-faced things too many times. If they don't convince us, they will light our backyard fire next time. I intend to send out troops on New Year's Eve, beating them up to a feast before saying anything else."

Chang Geng pressed Gu Yun's shoulder with one hand, the other stayed upright, pushing down Gu Yun's spine with his elbow: "Are the Black Iron Camp forces at Jiayu Gate strong enough?"

"If it's not enough, it must be..." Gu Yun's back arched: "Ha ha ha, stop, stop pressing."

Chang Geng did not listen to him. He pressed his elbow against him and kneaded both sides of his spine twice from head to tail. Only then did he stop slightly.

Gu Yun laughed so much that his stomach ached, and his tears were almost about to come down. He gasped for breath before continuing with his words: "It is alright. Let's give a sincere reply to those with the intention of surrendering and make an appointment beforehand, stating that as long as they roll far away, we won't move. Afterwards, we will take the opportunity and attack them first, then press them under Heavy Armor and stir up a commotion, prioritizing fear. We'll scare away a few of them and tidy up the rest one by one."