"Commander Yu betrayed the Hang army, causing them to lose their composure and retreat to save themselves..."
These words echoed in the eerily silent Imperial Study. The memorial was written in favor of the Hang army, portraying them as the victim, but the Hang Emperor was not an idiot to believe it blindly.
"Useless!"
Emperor Hang threw the materials from his desk. His face twisted in anger. To him, these words meant their army had thrown away their dignity and ran in embarrassment.
"C-calm down, Your Majesty."
The ministers lowered their heads in fear. Although the Hang army faced defeat this time, they didn't dare criticize them. After all, General Ming was the Emperor's blood-related nephew.
"These Xie nation's people are so cunning," one of the ministers voiced his thoughts. "They dare to play tricks on Hang people. But it is good that he couldn't get any valuable information."
