As a general, he must possess more intricate thoughts, sharp insight, unrelenting judgment, and necessary ruthlessness. Since his first military campaign at eighteen, his bloodstained hands had been covered with countless people’s painful tears.
Night Crow Country Military Camp
At this moment, the camp soldiers were fully prepared, ready to charge towards the capital of Moon City at Yun Yihen’s command. Victory would mean reuniting with family and children, staying close to their parents. They were unaware of the bloody and violent war awaiting them.
“General, your blood-sw
Eating treasured horse was stolen by Xia Ling Zhou last night. We’ll need to change mounts,” Fu Xuan Wu led his horse to the spirited Yun Yihen.
“No matter what horse, as long as I’m here, victory is certain.”
The large troops set out, grandly advancing towards Moon City’s final defense line. Yun Yihen believed in his own capabilities and the strength of his 100,000 troops. Feng Hua would undoubtedly be within his grasp.
Would a well-prepared Feng Hua simply watch as Night Crow Country invaded?
The capital of Moon City, dozens of miles away, was also prepared for a prolonged battle. One side attacking, one side defending – this war was bound to spread to neighboring smaller countries.
Shaking Off the Annoying Stalker (2)
[The translation continues in the same manner for the rest of the text.]
Here’s the English translation:
“But seek refuge with relatives? This Yellow Water Beach is plagued by constant warfare, and it’s extremely dangerous for a young master to be alone.” The old merchant stroked his thick beard, feeling more assured in his heart.
“My parents have both passed away. I’m heading to Mengdu to find a place to settle. My hometown of Fangcheng has been cut off from water and food supplies, leaving me with no choice but to seek a foothold in Mengdu.” Lingzhou spoke without blinking, even squeezing out a few crystal-like tears from her dry eyes to enhance the sense of authenticity.
“From the young master’s attire and horse, one can tell you’re from a wealthy family. How did you end up in such a situation?” Some women on horseback were already covering their faces and weeping. Lingzhou would never think ancient people were overly sentimental. They were crying because they had experienced similar hardships, and hearing such a story once again awakened their sorrow.
“Life is unpredictable,” Lingzhou said melancholically, gazing out of the carriage and speaking no more.
In fact, she had run out of excuses to fabricate more. The more she said, the more she felt exposed.
Re likely she was to get into trouble. The Han Dynasty’s witchcraft incident had caused the deaths of tens of thousands; during the Qing Dynasty, entire families were executed for a mere satirical poem. Thinking of this made her shudder. But this was getting off track.
Once she settled down, she would definitely devise a proper backstory for herself. She was a person suddenly inserted into this world through a time vortex, with no identity. To live peacefully in the future, she must create the most reasonable explanation for her origins. After escaping the comprehensive search by that guy Yun Yichen, she would find a way to return to the modern world she missed.
The Price of Offending Me!
Although Ye Yu and a small country were fighting at the border, Mengdu showed no signs of war, with entertainment and leisure in full swing. This made Lingzhou feel slightly frustrated. Regardless of the nature of the war, there should be some awareness. Where there is war, there are deaths—shouldn’t the fallen soldiers be commemorated?
Time had passed, and over a month had gone by. Lingzhou now worked as a tea server at the largest tavern in Mengdu, the Drunken Immortal Pavilion. In ancient times, aside from the imperial palace, taverns were the best places to gather information. People constantly came and went, and as a tea server, her basic job was to pour tea for guests. Simultaneously, she could hear many pieces of news. What she was waiting for was news of whether Ye Yu had conquered Feng Hua.
Over the past month, she had gradually understood the order of this time and space, as well as some basic national knowledge.
The surrounding guests uniformly glanced at the complaining Lingzhou, then returned to their own tasks. The shopkeeper shifted his gaze from the thick account book and sized up Lingzhou, whose expression was conflicted.
Yu Guo’s strength is incomparable to that of other small countries. The people are at ease precisely because they believe in General Yun. “Don’t be stubborn; just go and attend to the guests.” The boss was a good friend of the old merchant she had met on the battlefield, and it was through his introduction that Ling Zhou could work in this tavern.
“Believe? He’s gone missing, and you still believe? What’s the point! I knew he was a useless general…”
“Don’t say such things!” The boss quickly covered Ling Zhou’s mouth to prevent any disrespectful words from escaping.
“What’s there not to say? I can say this right to his face.” She rolled her eyes dramatically, considering this her freedom of speech.
“Alright, alright, go attend to the guests; don’t neglect them.” The boss never had a comeback when arguing with Ling Zhou. Though she seemed weak, her head was filled with principles he had never heard of—could his life experience be insufficient?
“Hmph!”
Until closing time that night, she remained troubled by this matter, and the persistent scout still following her only fueled her anger.
She suddenly turned into an alley, leaning against the wall and waiting for the fool to walk right into her trap. As expected, hurried footsteps appeared shortly after she entered the alley, quickly approaching.
“Ah, Miss Xia,” Shang Fa entered and was startled to find her standing behind him.
“Go find that useless general? On what grounds?” She raised her delicate eyebrows. Going to find him now would make him think she was eager to marry him. “Dream on; if you want to go, go yourself!”
“Young Master Xia, if you don’t want me to reveal your identity here, come with me to find the general.” Just as she was about to serve tea to other guests, Shang Fa spoke slowly behind her.
“You!” Ling Zhou suddenly turned around, almost spilling the teapot.
His tone was provocative, but there was no threat in Shang Fa’s eyes. Instead, they were filled with expectation.
Tation, hoping she would accompany him to find Cloud Yi Hen, whom he regarded like parents.
Looking at his expectant gaze, Ling Zhou’s heart softened. Thinking about that useless fellow who always used his general status to demand things from others, without even knowing how to politely request something. If his attitude were better, she wouldn’t play this boring game.
“Is that useless general so important to you?” she asked uncertainly, wondering what good he could possibly do.
“Like my parents.” He nodded firmly, knowing Ling Zhou was already wavering.
“Hmph, let me consider it!” Ling Zhou said huffily, “But I have conditions.”
“I absolutely will not reveal the young lady’s identity!” Hearing that she would go with him, he excitedly stood up from the stool.
“Of course.” She looked down on the loyal man before her, “What I’m saying is, get out of here immediately!”
“…”
Saving You is Giving You Face (3)
“Are you sure Cloud Yi Hen is here?”
Before them was an abandoned village where all residents had moved away due to war. This was the only village within ten miles, now desolate. Being close to the Yellow Water Beach, it was nearly buried in sand. It looked as if it had been abandoned for a long time. Ling Zhou wondered how long they had been fighting. In a time of peace, why wage war and make life difficult for border residents?
