Succeeding in Little, Failing in Much
編集者: Henyee Translations
Rong Shenning and Du Zhaolin, supporting each other like brothers in adversity, limped along in pain.
Suddenly stumbling, Rong Shenning struggled to keep going, "Du Zhaolin, let's just take the carriage, shall we?"
Du Zhaolin had long since grown weary of walking, yet he hesitated to abandon Rong Shenning, "Then let's call for the general." He shouted, "General Tang, we wish to take the carriage."
No one responded.
Rong Shenning raised his voice, "General Tang, we want to ride in the carriage."
Still, no response came.
Desperate to catch up to Tang Jinghong, their sore feet slowed them down. Despite their best efforts to quicken their pace, they failed to close the distance.
The two had fallen into their own trap.
Only when darkness fell and the troop arrived at the designated camp, stopping to rest, did they finally catch up with Tang Jinghong.