"You are all my loyal generals who protect the country, and heroes of the Song Dynasty!"

"And you, Yue Fei, saved me!"

Yue Fei stood up. He looked somewhat thin, and because he had been in the army for many years, he was already very tanned at the age of twenty-four. However, his thick eyebrows, like two knives, gave people a sense of power, and his eyes were as firm as steel.

He was a typical soldier, with the simplicity of a farmer and a pure patriotism.

It's no wonder that in history only Yue Fei was able to train a disorganized army into a fierce and elite force. He was simple, without any impurities or extraneous thoughts. Such a person is very focused on his work. Unlike other generals who liked to bring beautiful women with them when they went to war and drink in the camp all day, Yue Fei had strict requirements for himself.

He also made the same demand of his subordinates!

Yue Fei stood ramrod straight and said in a loud voice, "It is my duty to share the Emperor's burdens!"

Zhao Huan raised his wine cup and roared in a rough voice, "Come! I'll toast you all!"

May the Emperor be well!

Everyone drank their wine in one gulp. Zhao Huan said, "Bring in that Yang Zaixing. I want to have a drink with him too!"

Yang Zaixing was quickly summoned to the military tent: "This humble servant pays his respects to the Emperor!"

Zhao Huan, however, stepped forward without any hesitation and grabbed Yang Zaixing's arm: "What a valiant general! Truly a fine man of our Great Song! Bring me wine, I want to drink a cup with Yang Zaixing!"

The emperor spoke with great eloquence, and the generals felt a surge of satisfaction.

After drinking, the emperor, escorted by the Imperial City Guard, set off to return to the palace.

Not long after returning to the palace, Xie Dahai came to report that he had presented the emperor with a secret report concerning the south.