Bang!
Being kicked by his teacher, Bu Hui just laughed.
He knew that Teacher Mi was not the type of person to dilly dallying. Since he had allowed him to go and reported to the military, then his teacher would not mind with his decision to follow the army.
Warโฆ.
For those who had experienced it personally, they hoped that they could stay away from it as it brought nothing but pain and misery for them.
Their families, friends, relatives, might end up dying because of this war.
But for those who didn't know much about war might have thought of it as a way to gain glory and honor. To fight on the battlefield, proving themselves and eventually gaining meritsโฆ
It looked glorious and beautiful.
They just forgot.
That all of these had to be exchanged with the lives of many people from the opposite site. And even if they managed to survive, there was no guarantee that they would be the one to survive in the end.
Because swords have no eyes.
If they were not careful enough, the blade of sword could be turned in their direction and killed them instead.
Teacher Mi understood that war is really cruel and an old man like him simply didn't have any place there. If he persisted to go, what awaited him would be a life full of danger as he had to hover between the lives and death.
But his disciple is different.
Being young and vigorous, he wanted to try to be a 'hero' and fought on the battlefield. No matter what other people said to him, he would not agree to their words and insist on going forward.
Only by facing the brutal reality from the battlefield would he understand the real cruelty of war.
"San Han Yao, I brought the supplies." Bu Hui happily ran to find San Han Yao, his junior brother and also the young prince of the tribe. The other party was wearing armor and preparing the soldiers to depart.
There were also two generals who would lead the army with him. These two people were very experienced and had fought against Fan Yi Kingdom several times in the past, so they definitely could provide guidance for the young prince.
San Han Yao heard Bu Hui's words and his eyes instantly attracted to the jar that Bu Hui brought. "Is this it?"
"Yes, Teacher said that this is all he could make during this period of time. Because of the limitation of the resources, he can't make much and advised that you have to pay attention when using it," Bu Hui replied.
The resources in the northern tribe was not much.
Coupled with the fact that they paid more attention to food and clothing for the sake of their lives, there were indeed not much resources they had gathered to make gunpowder and the weapons.
"It's enough." San Han Yao smiled brightly when he saw the jar that Bu Hui brought to him. "With this, I'm confident enough to blow up the walls to Fei Yang Kingdom and fought against their soldiers in equal grounds."
Thinking about charging ahead with his cavalry, San Hao Yao smirked.
He knew very well that if they could use their cavalry to the fullest, then the northern tribe would have better advantage.


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