"I should be able to go back and report to Prime Minister Qin soon..."
Tian Shizhong was still holed up in the large tent, planning to hide away like a turtle in its shell.
However, at that moment, a clamor suddenly erupted from outside the tent.
Tian Shizhong couldn't help but frown and yelled loudly, "What's going on? Who dares to raise a ruckus in the camp? Aren't you afraid of my military law?"
No sooner had he spoken than a group of soldiers, bristling with murderous intent, stormed into the tent.
Meng Lin led the way, holding a blood-stained steel saber in his hand.
Tian Shizhong turned pale with shock, "You! Are you trying to rebel? Someone, drag them all out, apply military justice! Execute them without mercy!"
Meng Lin sneered, "You lowlife, do you even deserve to be our general?
