"That idiot Mosang! What is he doing! The peace talks have failed! You'd better die! Die at the hands of that bastard Qin Ze!"

"You all should die!"

——

"That bastard, why doesn't he just die!"

Looking at the bright, full moon in the night sky, Mo Sang lowered his head and cursed inwardly.

The letter of recommendation given to Huang Tianwei should not have been written like that; it should not have given Huang Tianwei such high praise.

If he were truly a smart man, he should have earnestly persuaded me to leave Japan together instead of constantly agreeing with me. Now it seems that this bastard was clearly trying to flatter me.

Having dealt with Qin Ze before, he should have realized long ago that Qin Ze was no pushover. Going to negotiate with Qin Ze himself would have been a one-way street.

Thinking about it carefully, Huang Tianwei was definitely up to no good.

If he had left with the fleet, he should be lying in his single cabin right now, sound asleep with a soft, fragrant woman in his arms.

Instead of now—

With their hands bound by thick ropes, they walked wearily along the rugged road, like a string of grasshoppers tied together with straw ropes.

I haven't had a sip of water or a meal. The hunger in my stomach is a minor issue, but I'm really sleepy.

Counting the time, it's been almost two days since I last slept.

"That bastard Qin Ze, how dare he treat me like this! How despicable!"

Thinking back to her last conversation with Qin Ze that afternoon, Mo Sang felt increasingly angry and ashamed.

Mo Sang still vividly remembered Qin Ze's smug smile as he turned his head after mounting his warhorse, and his infuriating words:

He said:

"By the way, Mosang, it doesn't mean that the war will only begin when my Yan Kingdom and your Taqi Kingdom face off in a few months."

"From this moment on, the war has officially begun!"

"As for you, you are now my prisoner!"

“You should be glad, I basically don’t keep prisoners of war, but you are different.”

"You are the first... a three-star general from the Taqi Kingdom that I have captured! Haha!"

Mosan believed he would never forget that laughter, after all, the Taqi Kingdom had never before had a three-star general taken prisoner of war.

And I am probably the first one.

This is both infuriating and shameful.

Mo Sang gritted his teeth, cursing inwardly again:

"Just you wait, you bastard!"

"If General Arthur leads his troops here, you'll regret it!"