Gan Xin put his hands behind his back and said helplessly, "Master, if you are really afraid, there is no need to go on this trip. Gan Xin is willing to do it for you..."
"Who said I'm afraid?"
She interrupted him stubbornly, leading a warhorse over with one hand: "Hurry up and get on the horse, let's go, let's go."
Gan Xin and she hurriedly chased after them, but they obviously couldn't catch up. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, they saw a long, pointed "dragon" with mountains connected to mountains and winding mountain paths leading up to Shuangfei Pass, where the "dragon was coiled."
The suspension bridge that was originally used as a roadblock is now a ruin. Along the way, countless broken arrows, abandoned weapons, and blood-stained corpses are scattered on the desolate mountain road. Although it is impossible to see the current situation of Shuangfei Pass, the sounds of war and cannon fire can be heard over there, making it impossible to get close.
She scratched her head anxiously: "What should we do now?"
Gan Xin coldly replied with a single word: "Wait."
Zheng Quchi looked blankly at him: "Waiting for what?"
"Finish."
Zheng Quchi: "..."
"No, I'm still not at ease. I need to find a high place to observe the battle situation."
On one hand, Zheng Quchi was worried that the "Phoenix Tears" on Yuwen Sheng's body would become uncontrollable, and on the other hand, she was worried that the weapons she brought would not be able to deal with the Beiyuan Army. Although she was full of confidence before, when it came to the actual battle, she felt like her heart was being roasted on a fire, and she was extremely anxious.
No one understood better than her what the outcome of this battle meant.
To put it simply, this war will decide whether to become a colony and eke out a living, or to become a subjugated people and start anew. If they are lucky, and things develop well in a few years, Ye Kingdom will eventually be able to turn things around. But if they lose this war...
Seeing that her lips were tightly pursed, her brows were furrowed, and she looked worried and anxious, Gan Xin wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.
His sharply defined features swept around the room, and finally, from his professional perspective, he chose a spot: "Master, let's go there."
Zheng Quchi glanced at the dark, verdant mountains, a masterpiece of nature, with a space between two mountains, but it was a cliff platform suspended in mid-air. Unless one was a top expert who used the gnarled pine trees on the cliff to leap up, ordinary people could not reach it at all.
"Okay, take me there." She nodded happily.
This location is quite secluded, and the altitude is sufficient. It faces directly towards Shuangfei Pass. And let me tell you, Gan Xin's wilderness survival and reconnaissance abilities are top-notch. With him around, I feel incredibly safe.
When Gan Xin easily carried Zheng Quchi up the steep cliff platform, they realized that someone had already gotten there first.
Both sides were stunned by the sudden turn of events, and then immediately went on high alert.
Gan Xin immediately shielded Zheng Quchi behind him. His tall, towering figure completely blocked her view of the petite and radiant girl.
Only when she poked her head out and saw who the first people to arrive were from under his arm did she exclaim in surprise, "...Gongshu Jiruo?"
Upon hearing a familiar voice, the elegantly dressed man in the cloak, who had been standing there with an air of cold indifference, froze and suddenly turned his head.
...This person, whose face gleamed like a silver egg: "Zheng Quchi?"
Zheng Quchi was surprised that even though she was dressed up like this, he could still recognize her at a glance. After taking off the helmet, Zheng Quchi's fluffy hair was already like an explosion due to the friction of the metal.
Several years later, the two met again, but in this way.
At this moment, Gongshu Jiruo's heart was churning with turbulent emotions, but he managed to maintain a forced indifference on his face: "Long time no see."
Compared to Gongshu Jiruo's complicated feelings at this moment, Zheng Quchi's feelings were much simpler. She looked at the other person and realized there were only two of them.
He glanced at his own side and saw two people there as well.
Although the quantity was the same, the "quality" was definitely different. Gongshu Jiruo's people were definitely not as good as her Ah Xin, so her pounding heart immediately calmed down.
Skipping over the lengthy reminiscing that followed, Zheng Quchi cut to the chase: "How did you end up here?"
There was no excitement of a long-awaited reunion, nor the surprise of a chance encounter with an old friend. She treated him like someone she knew but wasn't close to, even with a hint of hostility. And her eyes were so open and honest, as if it were perfectly natural for her to do so.
But it was precisely this frankness that made Gongshu Ji feel as if he were standing on a damp, rainy day, feeling heavy and suffocated. He was so angry at her heartless appearance that he almost gritted his teeth.
"Zheng Quchi, do you even have a heart?"
Although Zheng Quchi was clueless about matters of the heart, he was quick-witted: "Of course there are. If you are friendly to me, we can live in peace. If you are my enemy, then my heart is black."
Upon hearing her answer, Gan Xin's lips twitched, while Ju Zi looked at her with disbelief.
Most people probably think it's quite impressive that she can answer relationship questions as if they were completely unrelated to political issues.
Gongshu Jiruo's heart, which had once been filled with tenderness for her, was dead. He sneered, "Is that so? Are you now declaring war on me on behalf of the State of Ye, or are you, Zheng Quchi, going to be my enemy?"
"I'm just asking you what you're doing here, how did you interpret that as a declaration of war?" Zheng Quchi asked, looking puzzled.
These words, however, made Gongshu Jiruo laugh in anger: "Now that your Ye Kingdom has invaded my Beiyuan Shuangfei Pass, isn't this a declaration of war?"
Zheng Quchi immediately said seriously, "Of course not, this is just to seek justice. Have you heard about what happened to the Kezhu tribe?"
Seeing her with an attitude of "You haven't heard of it? Then I'll tell you again," Gongshu Jiruo turned her face away, her naturally handsome profile extremely indifferent, as if she was too lazy to argue with her about these boring topics.
“Zheng Quchi, I do not interfere in wars between countries; I am merely a craftsman.”
"Then I won't interfere."
She looked towards Shuangfei Pass just like him. At this moment, she saw that the Beiyuan Army had come prepared this time. They organized their troops into a formation, forming a semi-circular shield fortress in front, which could withstand the residual force of the cannonballs. Unless the target was hit directly, the damage to the Beiyuan Army was only superficial.
Therefore, their pace of attacking the city is gradually closing in, albeit slowly...
"Master Gongshu, your shield doesn't look like it's made of bronze or iron. What material is it made of?" Unable to contain his curiosity, Zheng Quchi shamelessly asked.
She thought Gongshu Jiruo would ignore her, but to her surprise, he said, "If I answer you, you will also answer one of my questions truthfully?"
Upon hearing this good news, Zheng Quchi readily agreed, "Okay."
"It is cold steel, forged in molten lava in extremely cold places. It is hard and brittle, and is not suitable for use as a thin blade for swords, but it is surprisingly suitable as a material for shields."
He not only described the materials, but also told her about the forging process.
Of course, they were confident that only the craftsmen of their Gongshu family could do this job. Telling others would only be a novelty, and trying to imitate them would be a pipe dream.
Zheng Quchi chuckled dryly: "...Your Gongshu family even knows how to use the power of nature to forge equipment."
What the heck? Isn't this the way rare and precious materials are produced in novels?
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