Upon hearing the reminder, Tristan nodded understandingly and promptly said:
"Alright, I understand! I'll go seek the king's approval right away."
With that, he quickly descended from the city wall and hurried towards Altria's tent.
Two hours later, Tristan led a team out of the city, heading straight to Oxfordshire.
At the same time, a tall and graceful figure approached the wall, walking up behind Luo En:
"Teacher, why did you recommend Sir Tristan to quell the rebellion in Oxfordshire? Honestly, his character is overly sentimental and easily influenced by emotions, making him unsuitable for leading an army. Especially this time, the opponent is the Duke of Oxford, the kind of scoundrel who uses refugees as human shields."
"You are their monarch, not their babysitter; they should be allowed to try for themselves."
"Can trying lead to success?"
"No, trying will let them realize they can't succeed!"
Luo En replied with a cold sneer, his face showing unrestrained mockery.
