General Zhao looked into the thick fog ahead and spoke: "The enemy's army in front must've known they can't beat us so they ran off in a hurry. Let's save the praises for the Sixth Prince for after we attain victory! Brothers, are you ready yet? Let's set off and chase them down relentlessly! Beat them until they're in ruins and don't leave a single one behind, then we can march back to the Imperial Court! It's time to go home for New Year's celebration!"
"General, isn't the New Year just a couple of days away? You possess the ability to fly to the earth, which allows us to return home and celebrate New Year's within two days?" A soldier teased upon hearing this.
"Even if the General possesses the ability to transport us, I don't think he can send us all home within two days. After all, not all of our homes are in the Imperial Capital; they're scattered across the northwest, southeast, all over the place!" As soon as someone started making fun, others would follow suit.