The next day, as the advance team had barely left their tents, a courier brought a command from Corps Commander Rodney, instructing them to receive their assignment. The men exchanged glances, feeling that something was off.
It was the heart of winter, and the frontline troops and the rebels had entered a period of rest and reorganization. Logically, there should be no military actions. So, why was Rodney in such a hurry to call them over? What was he planning to do?
Following the courier, the group arrived at the Corps Commander's encampment. Several pots of charcoal burned inside, making the whole tent uncomfortably warm. Seeing this, Hu Daoke had ten thousand snarky remarks welling up inside him.
Rodney sat at the center of the tent, wearing a satisfied grin. An unusual scent permeated the air; as men, Luo'er and the others immediately recognized what it was.
