Just as the Iron Lady and her main force were racing back at full gallop, the soldiers of the Prince of Hexi, having occupied the Royal Court, let out a satisfied belch.
Nomadic tribes, despite possessing vast flocks of sheep, could not afford to eat mutton every day; their staples were actually coarse grains and cheese. Even when they did eat mutton, they rarely roasted it. Instead, they employed the most economical cooking methods, even going so far as to make blood sausage so as not to waste the sheep's blood.
But at this moment, the soldiers were feasting on roasted lamb, their faces glowing with satisfaction and contentment.
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