"What did you say?"
Guo Xin looked at the messenger, suspecting he had misheard.
'Xiao Mo actually surrendered?'
"Yes, General. The Northern Wilderness Envoy is already outside the tent, waiting to see you," the soldier said.
"Have the Northern Wilderness Envoy come in."
Guo Xin was silent for a moment. After some thought, he said.
Whether it was true or not, he had to meet the Northern Wilderness Envoy and see what tricks Xiao Mo was trying to pull.
"Yes, General."
The soldier quickly withdrew. Not long after, the Northern Wilderness Envoy, Li Jing, walked into the tent.
"Li Jing of the Northern Wilderness Army, greets you, General."
Li Jing cupped his fist in a salute toward Guo Xin and spoke respectfully.
"So it is General Li."
Guo Xin looked at Li Jing with a smile.
"General Li, you have been with the Northern Wilderness Army for seventy years now, haven't you?
I've heard that every time Prince Zhenbei goes on a campaign, he brings General Li with him.
