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The soldier received the order and quickly moved according to the general's instructions.
Before long, Lu Yong, clad in heavy armor that gleamed with a cold light, strode purposefully toward Lin Feng. The armor clinked softly with each step, as if narrating the brutality and glory of war.
As he approached, Lu Yong looked at Lin Feng with a serious expression and asked, "What is it, General Lin?" His voice was deep and powerful, exuding an air of authority forged through years of battle.
Lin Feng was about to call him "uncle" but was abruptly interrupted by Lu Yong's stern command: "In the army, one must address others by their titles!"
Lin Feng paused for a moment, then quickly adjusted his words. "General Lu, a soldier just reported that a small tribe has been discovered at the valley entrance. Should we go investigate?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yong showed no hesitation. With a wave of his hand, he said, "Let's go!"
Thus, Lin Feng and Lu Yong led a small team of elite soldiers swiftly toward the valley entrance. They moved quickly and soon arrived at a small dirt slope.
After crossing the slope, they saw an open area filled with tents of various sizes arranged in an orderly fashion.
Seeing this, Lin Feng turned to Lu Yong beside him and asked, "General Lu, what do you make of this? Could these people be ordinary Yuan Mu?"
Lu Yong squinted his eyes and observed carefully for a moment before replying, "In my opinion, they are indeed just common Yuan Mu. Look at the women and children moving between the tents; there seems to be nothing unusual."
"Then what should we do?" Lin Feng furrowed his brow, worry etched on his face.
"What else can we do? We came here to attack Jing Kingdom. Since these people are citizens of Jing Kingdom, we must eradicate them!" Lu Yong's expression was emotionless, his gaze cold as ice, as if the lives before him were no more significant than ants.
Lin Feng fell into deep thought upon hearing this. After a moment, he slowly spoke up: "General Lu, such an approach may not be appropriate."
At these words, Lu Yong's anger flared up instantly; he nearly fainted from rage. He glared at Lin Feng and shouted:
"Hmph! Why are you so indecisive and soft-hearted?
On the battlefield, it has always been about life and death—survival of the fittest! Lives are as cheap as grass!
With such compassion in your heart, how can you ever achieve great things in the future?"
Lin Feng was left speechless by Lu Yong's scolding and could only lower his head in silence.
Before long, Lu Yong managed to calm his emotions slightly and said coldly, "Enough, let’s return to the camp for now."
So, everyone hurried back to the main camp.
Upon arriving, Lu Yong wasted no time and directly brought Lin Feng into his tent.
Inside the spacious tent, only the two of them stood facing each other.
Lu Yong fixed his intense gaze on Lin Feng and spoke in a serious tone, "The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and its brutality far exceeds what you can imagine. The events of today serve as a lesson; if you cannot harden your heart, it will be difficult for you to command an army in the future, let alone achieve any merit."
"My good nephew," he continued, "I must speak frankly with you. With your current state, you are not suited to remain in the military. It would be better for you to return to Wu City and enjoy a life of ease."
Hearing this, Lin Feng's expression shifted slightly. He gritted his teeth and replied softly, "Uncle, I understand."
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