Can't you even curse properly?
While everyone around her was curious and discussing the Divine Cylinder big loudspeaker, Feng Yun's gaze collided with those deep eyes, and she smiled slightly.
She said, "Curse as harshly as you can, aim for where it hurts the most. General, just say that Xiao Cheng is a bastard turtle, a bumbling idiot, boasting that he has bedded your wife, yet what is that to brag about? Let Xiao San roll out of Hengqu Pass and come under my gun to die!"
Pei Jue: "..."
A roar of laughter erupted all around.
Most of the lads in the camp were illiterate and had no problem spouting crude and filthy words, but hearing this kind of language from a delicate-sounding woman, all serious-faced, was somehow thrilling.
The city walls echoed with shouts.
Pei Jue's eyes darkened, and he remained silent, but the words Feng Yun had just spoken through the "big loudspeaker" had travelled far, infuriating the Qi Army outside the city enough to make them jump up and down.