Obviously, Kuai Pu was also deeply dissatisfied with Chen Tao and Zhao Tuo's decision to leave Wei City with their troops.
"Good. Very good," Zhao Feng said, his face contorted with fury. "To think they would dare to leave with their troops without authorization during Wei City's moment of crisis. It seems they truly no longer wish to live."
Originally, while Zhao Feng distrusted Chen Tao and Zhao Tuo, he wouldn't have gone as far as to hunt them down. As they were generals of Qin, he would at most suppress them in a tit-for-tat measure. So long as they submitted, Zhao Feng would have let the matter drop. But now, they had deserted in the face of the enemy, an act Zhao Feng could not tolerate. If he did not punish them, he would be failing all the soldiers who had died defending Wei City.
"Zhang Ming," Zhao Feng called, suppressing his rage.
"Here!" Zhang Ming ran over, his body covered in blood and bearing several fresh wounds.
