Chapter 461: How did the West start the war?

Whether it was them or the forces they represented behind them, they were made into a single rope.

For example, the Kang Clan, the Jiang Clan, the Han Clan, and the Regent Prince's Manor.

Even……

There is also the Grand General's Manor guarding the north.

After this, Xi Lang, who was collecting grain and fodder on the border, couldn't choose between the two options; wanting to storm the city in a short time only made things harder.

The soldiers were hungry; wave after wave of arrow rain ambushed them, and there were wave after wave of harassment. They did not harass the Xijiang army, but always managed to find the weakest southern barbarians. After changing camps several times, those people seemed to have eyes, each time able to locate the southern barbarians' camp.

This made Xi Lang have to wonder whether there were their spies in the southern barbarians' army.

"The Xijiang grain and fodder will probably arrive." Kang Wen muttered, although he didn't need to think, he could still make some basic guesses.

Kang Wu nodded, "Do you still want to raid again?"

"Are you treating Xi Lang as a fool? This time, if you go, there's no coming back."

He patted Kang Wen's head, hurriedly making him forget that terrible thought.

"But we've already rested for three days."

Three days had passed since the last attack on the southern barbarians; their squad kept shifting positions but took no action, and he felt as if moss were growing all over his body.

"Stay calm." Kang Wu hit his head again.

"Hey, I'm the older brother, are you trying to insolence your superiors?" Kang Wen rubbed his forehead; it was brutal, surely swollen.

Kang Wu looked at Kang Wen and finally sighed, "Do you know why I've delayed taking action?"

Kang Wen shook his head, and Kang Zhiqiu also shook hers; her arm was injured, she had a blade wound. Although Zi Wei wasn't nearby, the medicinal powder had been prepared for them.

"Do you know why Zhiqiu got injured?" Kang Wu looked at Kang Wen and asked helplessly.

"She needs training." Kang Wen scratched his head; his answer only made Kang Zhiqiu smile, not angry, and she said nothing to refute.

Kang Wu closed his eyes, suppressing his temper.

"Because you didn't obey orders and didn't retreat quickly."

"Because of your delay, she had to cooperate with you."

"Because she blocked it, the blade aimed at your back."

"So she was injured, while you were unharmed."

Kang Wu's words were like a bucket of cold water poured directly over Kang Wen's head, leaving him somewhat dazed.

So that's how it is?

It's all because of him.

"I was just a little bit away from…"

He hurriedly opened his mouth to explain, but stopped mid-sentence.

"Last time, you were injured because you refused orders; when I called for retreat, you lingered for six breaths, missing the best chance to withdraw."

"This time, Zhiqiu was injured because you refused orders; you actually stayed for half an hour."

Kang Wu looked at Kang Wen; they were twin brothers, and he understood him even better than he understood himself.

"Kang Wen, if my orders cannot make you act immediately, then return to the barracks."

Finally, after experiencing it twice, he spoke those words.

He was afraid.

If, because of Kang Wen, someone truly left, could he face these people?

Because of his indulgence, causing casualties, that's unacceptable!

"I..." Kang Wen's face turned red, then he slowly lowered his head.

It turns out it's all because of him!

"Remember, obeying orders is heavenly duty; in a unit there can only be one voice." The dean's voice rang in his ears, yet he…

"Sorry."

Kang Wen lowered his head and sincerely apologized to Kang Wu.

He didn't want to leave the unit, and he couldn't rest easy.

"The person you should apologize to isn't me." Kang Wu shook his head.

They are brothers; even if he makes a great mistake, he will help him correct it, and between them no apology is needed.

"Zhiqiu, sorry." Kang Wen stood up and walked to Zhiqiu's front.

"Because I delayed the unit's retreat, you were injured protecting me, and I still spoke to you like that, Zhiqiu—I was wrong."

He clearly knew he was wrong and knew exactly where he was wrong.

Kang Zhiqiu smiled and said, "It's fine."

Kang Wen stood before those hundred people, sincerely bowed deeply, and said, "Sorry."

"Because of my delay, everyone fell into danger; from now on it will never happen again."

Those hundred soldiers said nothing, merely shaking their heads slightly.

Kang Wu looked at Kang Wen and asked, "Do you know why no one in Ning Lao Da's squad got injured?"

"Because they're strong? No, even Zhang Xiao San isn't as strong as I am." Kang Wen still had this confidence; he was the first person at Chun Hua Xue Yuan to have a weapon, and his martial prowess and personality had long been set.

The silver spear in his hand was proof of all that.

"Because Ning Lao Da's decisions were correct, and moreover because everyone had only one voice."

"When the military provisions were burned, Ning Lao Da shouted 'withdraw,' and the whole unit didn't look back, all riding away—this shows everyone's trust in Ning Lao Da."

"Orders carried out, prohibitions observed."

After Kang Wu finished speaking, he lightly patted Kang Wen's shoulder; what comes next, he needs to figure out himself.

Kang Wen froze, recalling the scene at that time, recalling everything…

Originally, he was holding back the whole unit.

And this lesson is a course they must undergo.

In class, what we learn is ultimately shallow; only a life-and-death struggle leaves a lasting impression.

The same topic was also being carried out in Kang Nai Xin's unit.

Kang Nai Xin had also long noticed the difference, but unlike Kang Wu, if she couldn't get the unit in shape, she wouldn't carry out the mission.

"Injuries and deaths are occasional but normal on the battlefield."

"But I don't want to attend the funeral of my comrades."

His cold voice carried a hint of unyielding resolve; if they didn't realize their mistake, it'd be better not to start at all.

"I understand." Han Wen Jun nodded.

Kang Zhi Xia also fell into deep thought; he saw Boss Ning's unit, and his feelings were very deep.

In the days that followed, he constantly demanded strictness of himself; his goal differed from Han Wen Jun's, and he was clear: it was the barracks.

Feeling Kang Nai Xin's gaze, Kang Zhi Xia nodded and said, "Don't worry."

Kang Nai Xin nodded satisfactorily; she didn't want to wait until a tragedy occurred to reminisce.

It would be better to make it clear from the start: however many people come out, she must bring that many back; that is her mission.

"Your Majesty, how did the West start a war?" In the imperial court, it had been several months; although they had deliberately blocked the news, the news had also reached Ning Jing.