This is a mission world that is even more backward than any dynasty Yu Ling had experienced before.
Not only is there a food shortage, but life expectancy is also very short.
Here, there are no Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors; all the leaders of the countries are self-made kings, and there are no perfect laws.
Territory is seized by force, and people are captured by force.
Wars continued one after another, with countries annexing and splitting each other. Each war caused a large movement of people, and prisoners of war became cheap labor for the opposing side.
After years of changes, only three powerful states remained.
—Southern Yue, Northern Mourning, Eastern Departure.
South Vietnam was recently annexed by Bac Siang, and the war is currently raging between Bac Siang and Dong Li...
On this side, Yu Ling had just opened her eyes in her new body when she found herself on a battlefield between two armies.
Groups of soldiers dressed in Northern Mourning uniforms, wielding long swords, had surrounded him. The tips of the swords were all pointed at him, gleaming brightly.
Look around again.
The soldiers on their side were either already lying dead, or had laid down their weapons and were kneeling in surrender, their hands bound behind their backs by the Northern Army and thrown aside.
This battle is clearly over!
Wow, these missions are getting more and more exciting.
Although the start of the last world was difficult, at least the fight hadn't even begun when he transmigrated there. This time, how come he lost as soon as he arrived!
The people here lack martial arts skills and internal energy; they fight entirely by recklessly charging and slashing, relying on luck. Therefore, Yu Ling is also bound by the rules of this world and has no way to break through the encirclement at this moment.
A rough observation suggests that there are at least a thousand Northern Mourning Soldiers surrounding them.
In a world without special abilities, no matter how much Yu Ling cheats or throws a tantrum, she simply can't beat so many people.
This is difficult!
"General Yi, shall we surrender?"
General Feng Yi of the Northern Shang Kingdom walked into the encirclement from the outside, dressed in heavy armor, looking dashing and heroic.
His words carried the respect due to a capable person, and his tone suggested he genuinely wanted Yu Ling to surrender.
However, based on Yu Ling's understanding of Feng Yi and other human beings...
He respected himself because the original owner was a man of unyielding integrity, highly skilled, an expert in troop deployment and formation, and possessed the backbone and dignity of a general.
So if I surrender now, I'll save my life for now, but not only will my persona be ruined, but Feng Yi will also completely lose any goodwill he had for me, and who knows how he'll treat me afterward.
But if I choose to die rather than surrender, I'm afraid I won't be able to save my life!
This is a vicious cycle.
At this point, it will depend on Yu Ling's ability to adapt to changing circumstances.
"As a general of a nation, my destiny is to die on the battlefield!" he said.
Under the scorching sun, the imposing general, covered in blood and dust, stood ramrod straight, his tone solemn and earnest:
"Come on! Even if I die, I will stand tall!"
Feng Yi was indeed moved.
He chose to send Yu Ling off with the highest level of honor in death.
As Feng Yi gave the order, the soldiers kept shrinking the encirclement.
Then came the sound of a long knife piercing flesh.
Yu Ling lay down almost instantly!
"stop!"
Seeing that Yu Ling had moved quickly, Feng Yi's face darkened, and he roared angrily.
Who did this?
A soldier appeared behind Yu Ling, kneeling down empty-handed. (His knife was stuck in Yu Ling's back.)
"General! I...I...I didn't mean to..."
The young soldier was almost in tears. How could he have stabbed himself to death during such a solemn farewell ceremony?!
But he had no intention of making a move. He just took a few extra steps forward and felt... as if General Yi had run into him on his own.
Pshaw, pshaw, pshaw! If you know you're wrong, you should admit it. How can you shirk responsibility?
General Yi, like General Feng, fought for the country and was a hero with the determination to die without regret. How could I possibly imagine such a great general?!
And so, the soldier was dragged away and dealt with with tears in his eyes.
Feng Yi stepped forward and checked Yu Ling's breathing. Seeing that she was still alive, he decided to respect a general's last wish and not let her die lying down.
“Let’s carry him back,” he said.
The Northern Army won another great victory and returned to camp.
At this moment, Yu Ling was lying on a cart covered with haystacks, pretending to be unconscious, while several Northern Sorrow soldiers were pushing the cart toward the Northern Sorrow army camp.
Actually, he deliberately bumped into that unlucky soldier while keeping everyone's line of sight, thoughtfully avoiding his own vitals.
Now, his public image is saved, and his life is saved, but he has been stabbed.
But none of that matters. The Longevity Turtle Breathing Technique can be used without internal energy, so at least it won't cause you to die from wound infection.
[Phew—that was close, host! You're so smart and resourceful, you even survived! I was terrified, I thought you were going to fail your first mission!]
The system hadn't recovered from the shocking opening moment; it had only just been transported to this mission world and was only now aware of the current progress bar.
"Quiet down, I need to sort out the original owner's memories."
Okay! Please feel free to call the system if needed!
The original owner's surname was Yi, and his full name was Yi Lanbin. It sounded elegant and refined, but his face was handsome and rugged, with firm muscles and a strong physique. He was the kind of person who looked slim in clothes but muscular when undressed, and he was the type who looked very manly.
He looks incredibly imposing, which is completely different from the character of Mo Feiyan in the previous mission, who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
The original owner was indeed like that, diligently leading troops into battle, and extremely loyal to the King of Dongli. His character was impeccable, and he seemed to be another version of the protagonist Feng Yi, except that he didn't have a childhood sweetheart princess like Feng Yi.
This is probably because the original owner was the villain, while Feng Yi was the protagonist. In order to marry the princess, Feng Yi risked his life.
Now that the original owner has been defeated, no one can stop Feng Yi's pace. It is estimated that Dongli will soon be annexed by Beishang and follow in the footsteps of Nanyue.
With that in mind, is there any need to consider positioning anymore?
Yu Ling would definitely choose the side that succeeds!
The problem is, the original owner's character design is really troublesome; he can't do whatever he wants like he did in the previous world.
The cart creaked as it was pushed along, and soon they arrived at the military camp. The Northern Soldiers began to change shifts, some standing guard, some resting. Feng Yi returned to his own general's tent, and Yu Ling was carried into a place that resembled a prisoner's cell.
As for Yu Ling's injury? Nobody cares.
If they recover, they recover; if they don't, they die here. In this world, people can't even get enough to eat, let alone medicine. They won't waste it on people from an enemy country.
Yu Ling also had time to be alone.
He silently activated the Longevity Turtle Breathing Technique, frantically replenishing his own energy, determined to get through the critical period for his body.
Soon, it was late at night.
A soldier dressed in the uniform of a Northern Mourning soldier cautiously peeked into the tattered prisoner-of-war tent where Yu Ling was located.
The soldier crouched down and began to whisper in Yu Ling's ear:
"General? General Yi? Wake up..."
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