The enemy general was being driven to distraction by my relentless taunting. With my scathing commentary, I managed to make their generals seem utterly worthless.
When one of them performed a sweeping attack, I narrated it as, "Look at that! It's like a child wetting his pants. You can tell he never won a pissing contest in his youth, and now that he’s grown, he still hasn’t broken the habit—he just has to give it a forceful flick. Totally useless."
When he was run through by a spear, I called out, "It’s not that our general is too strong, it’s just that the enemy is too stupid. Even in the heat of battle, he can’t forget his childhood technique for spraying urine. How pathetic, how lamentable."
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