Zhai Muzhi seemed to have timed his arrival perfectly, just as the military camp was set up, he arrived right on schedule.
Soldiers started to light fires and prepare meals, while Zhai Muzhi, donning a Confucian robe, sat in the Commander's Tent drinking wine. A bonfire was lit inside the tent where a trusted aide was roasting meat, and two Maids stood by his side, refilling his cup with wine. The surrounding generals chuckled and made merry, each entertaining themselves.
His Chief Historian, Xie Ruhai, was in attendance beside him, along with another Scholar occupying a seat of honor whom Zhao Changhe did not recognize.
Zhao Changhe stepped into the Commander's Tent, his eyes scanning around without a trace of emotion.
You're in the middle of a war, and you treat it like a bonfire party?
