"If the Chu army in the city sallies out, beat them back!
If the Chu people send envoys, shoot them on sight!
If the Chu people try to surrender, refuse them!
These tens of thousands of Chu people in this city—
I will have them starve to death in there."
Tian Wujing reached out and idly scratched the mane of the Pixiu beneath him. He said slowly, "The Chu people enjoy singing their Chu region songs, don't they? When I return with my army, I want to see if they still have the heart to sing those songs when hunger drives them to eat the flesh of their own fellow soldiers!"
Upon hearing this, Li Fusheng grinned so widely his mouth almost split. For a Regional Commander like him, serving under this Lord was simply too satisfying. The Lord's methods were exactly to his taste!
Lord Jingnan pointed to the surroundings and said, "Build a monument of skulls here, and have Situ Yu come personally to erect the stele."
