Limit of 500 words On December 4th of the first year of Yuanshun in Yuanxu, the bright moon was at its peak, and the watery moonlight shone into a military camp.
A man in a long coat stood in the tent, and a girl with double buns behind him was combing his hair: "General, are you tired after such a long day? Why don't you sit down and take a rest." The man closed his eyes and said, "No, tomorrow is the time for the two armies to confront each other. I hope so many days of hard work will not be in vain. Xiaorou, you are very smart, what do you think our chances of winning this time are?"