Chapter 311
Tao Tao was a little annoyed and scolded, "Stop focusing on others and making yourself physically and mentally exhausted. What good does that do you?"
"Take a little more care about yourself, okay?"
Qi Roufu was stunned again, staring blankly at her, forgetting to react.
"Furthermore, haven't I repeatedly emphasized to you that they are untouchable now, and you are also untouchable? One is the emperor, and the other is the empress dowager who is in charge of the harem."
"You still know how pathetic you were at the palace banquet. Calm down, don't rush. If you continue to be so impulsive, you will ruin yourself."
After she finished speaking, she took a deep breath, sat down, picked up her teacup, and took a sip.
"I've said all I have to say. Whether you want to listen or not is up to you. Anyway, I won't be making a move during this time."
"If you're really angry, then go and kill the retired emperor. He's no longer of any use to you; he's just clinging to life. But you have to do it discreetly."
"Don't let Empress Dowager Liu find any fault with us again."
When it came to the topic of leverage, Tao Tao got angry again.
"Do you know that the matter of your visit to the Cold Palace last time was not properly resolved? If it weren't for me, you would have been executed by Empress Dowager Liu on charges of plotting against the former empress long ago."
"I've been more than kind to you, can't you use your brain a little more?"
I really don't know how she survived in Xia Kingdom.
Qi Roufu was severely scolded, his face turned red, and he even felt a little ashamed and couldn't refute her.
She pouted and shouted in a bluffing manner, "I understand."
"Thank you, Huaimin," she said shyly in a low voice, then turned and strode away.
The room returned to its usual quiet, with the faint sound of servants crunching on the snow as they passed by, and the howling of the cold wind.
The branches, weighed down by the snow, fell to the ground with a soft sound.
The entire courtyard was covered in frost and snow, inconspicuous in this snowy world, as if it were a forgotten corner, lonely and quiet.
Tao Tao lowered her head and turned the ring on her ring finger, letting out a melancholy sigh.
She misses Duan Gan a little, really... just a little.
Duan Gan, far away at Yuquan Pass, stood on the city wall, looking down at the Turkic soldiers who had launched a night raid and the scattered tribes that had not submitted to the Liao Kingdom.
He turned the ring on his left ring finger with his right hand, his gaze icy and his aura fierce.
The sounds of roars and the clashing of weapons echoed from below, accompanied by screams of agony and the stabbing of flesh. In the snow-covered landscape, crimson blood almost completely stained the ground.
The resounding drumbeats, meant to boost morale, seemed to strike heavily into the hearts of the soldiers.
Nuhachi was also behind, riding a tall horse, his sharp eagle eyes fixed on the man on the city wall.
He shouted, "Bring me a bow and arrows!"
The soldiers behind him immediately carried over the longbow, which was half his height and weighed fifteen pounds, and handed it to him.
He picked up the heavy longbow with one hand, his arm taut, and even though it was covered by armor, you could still feel the solid, bulging muscles.
He raised his bow and arrow, aiming it straight at Duan Gan's throat.
The two faced each other from a distance, and the moment their eyes met, it was as if explosives in the air had been ignited, producing a crackling sound.
call out!
In an instant, a sharp arrow, carrying a strong killing intent, pierced through the fighting crowd, broke through the snow mist, and shot towards Duan Gan with unstoppable force.
The man's deep, cold eyes reflected the sharp arrow. He raised his hand, and suddenly, with two fingers, he pinched the arrowhead and rubbed his palm, which was covered with gunpowder powder, onto the arrowhead.
He then took the bow and arrow handed to him by the soldier and aimed it at Nuhachi, whose expression had changed drastically.
Before Nuhaci could even dismount, the arrow had already reached him, narrowly missing him.
With a metallic clang, he was thrown from his horse and fell to the ground in a disheveled state by the powerful inertia.
The next second, flames suddenly erupted from his shoulder, engulfing his arm in flames in the blink of an eye.
The entire round trip took only a few breaths, so fast that it was impossible to react.
In the pitch-black night, the orange-red flames stood out conspicuously.
Immediately afterwards, countless fireballs exploded in the enemy ranks under the artillery fire, and terrified screams grew louder and louder.
They disregarded the attack and hurriedly lay down in the snow to put out the fire and save their lives.
Caught off guard, the enemy's rear was thrown into even greater panic upon seeing that General Nuhachi had also fallen victim to the attack.
Fortunately, they were equally well-trained, and before Nuhaci could give the order, they had the foresight to shout for a retreat.
Half of the men rushed to put out the fire for their general, while the other half covered the escape of the remaining soldiers.
Nuhachi was helped away as he fled, glancing back at the man staring at him from the city wall as he ran.
His sinister and vicious gaze was like that of a vicious wolf that would return again and again. Once you have a grudge, it will keep its eyes on you and wait for the opportunity to bare its fangs and tear off a large chunk of flesh from your body.
Back at the camp, his dark face was covered in cold sweat and as pale as paper, and he couldn't help but groan in pain.
Half of his body was scorched beyond recognition by the raging fire, and even his armor was burning hot; anyone who touched it would immediately have a layer of skin burned off.
"Qulichuo!! Quickly, summon Qulichuo!"
"Quluchuo" is a respectful title used by the Turks for a high-ranking official. While people in the Central Plains called their officials "Daifu," the Turks and some tribes referred to them as "Quluchuo."
"Quickly! The general is dying!"
Upon hearing this, even though it hurt so much that Nuhachi gritted his teeth, he still kicked him, letting out all the anger in his heart.
"Bullshit! You stupid pig, you bull! You idiot whose head was gored by a bull!"
"If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll kill you!"
The soldier was terrified upon hearing this and kept begging for mercy and admitting his mistake.
The others quickly pulled him out to prevent him from angering the general further.
"General, please calm down, general, please calm down..."
"Qu Luchuo is here! Make way!"
The middle-aged man in the mink coat frowned upon seeing his miserable state. "How could this happen?"
"Their gunpowder is even more powerful than before!"
"Yes, yes, it's very difficult to extinguish in the snow..."
They talked all at once, their faces covered in soot from the fire, their eyes filled with fear and apprehension at the battlefield.
Qu Luchu sat on the edge of the bed and carefully helped him remove the clothes that were stuck to his skin.
With every movement, Nuhachi couldn't help but cry out in pain, "Damn Duan Gan! I'll kill him!"
"These bastards from the Central Plains! Their methods are so ruthless..."
The lieutenant stood guard beside him, his back hunched, his face full of worry.
"General, what should we do?"
"The Khan is very unhappy that Yuquan Pass has been so difficult to capture."
Nuhachi shouted impatiently, "How could I not know?! I'm risking my life on the front lines, and they're hiding their troops, unwilling to give me more than they should."
The lieutenant quickly bowed and scraped in agreement.
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