Wang Tian, along with Efu and Wang Jian, entered the camp, prompting the soldiers who had just taken their seats to immediately rise and pay their respects.
"Alright, everyone sit down. Today there are no generals or soldiers, only comrades-in-arms. Eat and drink to your heart's content!" The wicked man pressed down with both hands and shouted with a smile.
Seeing an empty table, the wicked man walked straight over and said with a smile, "Today we will eat and drink with our brothers, so please take your seats!"
No one was picky, and everyone came to sit down at the table. Erniu took the lead and shouted, "This bowl of wine is for Lao Wang!" Everyone responded with a loud clatter, and there was a chorus of clinking glasses.
Amidst unrestrained laughter, the soldiers, finding joy in their hardship, took turns devouring large mouthfuls of meat and strong liquor, as if trying to cast aside the fatigue and gloom of the past few days.
"Come on, brothers, let's drink until we drop!" Erniu picked up the whole wine jar, took the first big gulp, his face flushed red, and then shoved the jar into Wang Tian's hand. "Let you be as imposing as you are, whether you can hold on tonight depends on your skills, General Wang!"
Seeing this, Wang Tian laughed heartily, took the wine jar, and drank several large mouthfuls without showing any weakness. The intense spiciness went straight to his throat, almost making him cough, but he managed to hold it in. "Erniu, don't just keep pouring wine for me, you have to stand firm first."
"Don't worry, none of you here will escape!" Erniu shouted.
Upon hearing this, Chun Ning and the other officers cheered and egged them on. Some even took off their helmets and used the tops as wine bowls, drinking several bowls while still full of energy.
“Such a scene, though seemingly rough, is the best at uniting the army,” Wang Jian said softly. “If one day the whole world belongs to Qin and war ceases, then the people can enjoy this joy forever.”
"The world will be unified." The wicked man took a sip of wine, a smile playing on his lips. "That day will come eventually, it won't be long. Let them get thoroughly drunk first."
The scorching aroma of wine lingered in the wind, and laughter and clinking glasses merged into a thunderous roar, surging through the night of Xiangping, never ceasing... until the first light of dawn appeared in the east.
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