Chapter 605: Pacifying Sibao County (Part 7) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
"well……"
"well……"
After a while, there was another "sigh".
"Yu Weiheng!"
Startled by being called out by name, Yu Zi jumped in fright.
"Yes, sir! What are your orders, strategist?"
Kang Shi, unable to bear it any longer, said: "What are you sighing about?"
As a gambler, I can't stand hearing sighs.
Sighing will take away good luck and bring bad luck.
Yu Zi whispered, "Strategist, this is my first time going on a military expedition, and the result... shouldn't I at least sigh a couple of times?"
Although Yu Zi had been "stirring up trouble" in Shiwu and other places for the past two years, putting the methods she learned from her great-uncle into practice, this was her first time actually accompanying the army. When her great-uncle hinted that she could go on this expedition, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep for two days and two nights.
result--
He actually participated as an official under Kangxi.
It wasn't that she had a problem with being a subordinate official; she was a newbie, and having a seasoned veteran to guide her on her first campaign was an opportunity most people would kill for. What truly hurt her was Kangxi's scholarly way of life. Who in the entire government office didn't know he had incredibly bad luck?
Yu Zi was afraid that this time she would be going to war only to find herself in a dead end. By then, the lord's main force would be attacking Xiaocheng, and she wouldn't even see a shadow of the enemy. She thought of Lin Feng, who was younger than her, and who had already fought in several major and minor battles…
She was inherently less talented than others.
If even military merits don't keep up...
What a humiliation!
Kang Shi was momentarily speechless.
He shook his head with a laugh: "You're starting to complain?"
Kang Shi himself had been Yu Zi's age, so he naturally knew how ambitious young people were, eager to encounter the enemy on the battlefield, slaughter them without leaving a trace, and make a name for themselves by trampling on their corpses. To this, he had only one response.
"Ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth."
"This subordinate is clearly a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers."
Kang Shi raised an eyebrow: "You know you're just a calf? The battlefield is no child's play. You're facing a pack of wolves and tigers. A newborn calf like you, ha, tender meat, easy to eat."
Yu Zi retorted, "Although I am not as virtuous as you, I am not someone who can be slaughtered by wolves and tigers as the strategist claims."
Kang Shi joked, "That's true, you can even scratch people."
The image of Yu Zi from three or four years ago seemed to float before my eyes. Back then, she was just a starving beggar in Fugu City, someone who clung to people's affections. In the blink of an eye, she has almost grown into a capable and mature scholar. However, she is still green at the moment, only a rough gem that has been polished halfway. To truly unleash her own brilliance and move from green to maturity, she still has a long way to go.
Her great-uncle meticulously shaped and refined her.
She has been taught what needed to be taught and has learned what needed to be learned. The rest is left to the bloody and cruel battlefield to help her complete the second half of her transformation.
Yu Zi also recalled that she had scratched Kang Shi, and thought to herself that the strategist was petty, still remembering a small grudge from so many years ago. She still said unconvinced, "Whether I can scratch people or kill them, the strategist will know after I've dealt with the enemy."
Yes, yes, the premise is—
They have to encounter the enemy.
Xianyu Jian, who was not far ahead, sighed deeply.
Whether it was Kang Shi's bad luck or not, after marching for several days, crossing the border of Sibao County, and taking a shortcut through the deep mountains and dangerous paths, they had a smooth journey without discovering any enemy activity. Instead, they were bitten all over by some annoying little insects.
So they came here to benefit these little beasts.
"Strategist, according to the map, there's a military outpost half a day ahead. I wonder if it's abandoned yet..." Xianyu Jian looked at the map with hope. One of their tasks was to create chaos and confuse their senses, but without even a glimpse of the enemy, the seemingly simple task became arduous.
The sky was dark, with thick, dark clouds covering the heavens.
The troops were densely packed together, layer upon layer, and at first glance, they looked like a large black pot overturned on top of their heads, or perhaps a harbinger of an impending storm. Because the surrounding terrain was not suitable for nighttime marches, Xianyu Jian consulted with his veteran generals and then ordered his troops to rest in place.
The group sat together to discuss their next steps.
Kang Shi gathered a ball of literary energy in his palm, using its light to see the map that Xianyu Jian had copied in his hand: "What did the scout say?"
Xianyu Jian: "No news has been received yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, Kang Shi looked up as if he had sensed something.
After a few breaths, a black owl, almost blending into the night, gradually appeared on the horizon. The raptor circled above the army several times, then suddenly swooped down, landing precisely on Yu Zi's raised arm: "Strategist, there's news."
She took a piece of paper from the bamboo tube on Black Owl's leg.
With a raise of its arm, the black owl flapped its wings and soared into the sky.
Kang Shi took the intelligence report that was presented to him and said, "Let me see."
I had a laugh after reading it.
"It seems our luck isn't too bad. Although there are no troops stationed ahead, there is suspicious smoke rising from the chimneys. Judging from their marching route and scale, it seems like they are transporting supplies to Linshan County. The scout that Wei Heng brought is really good."
The Black Owl is the totem of courage for warriors.
Some martial arts practitioners possess limited talent and progress slowly, but their martial arts totems are unique. With careful training, ranging from a few months to two years, they can become qualified vanguard scouts, easily gathering intelligence on enemy movements. Among them, the most precious are high-flying birds of prey like the Black Owl, with their wide field of vision and difficulty in detection. These are typically the exclusive domain of powerful warlords and local tyrants.
Our lord had seen such scouts on the battlefield in Luxia County years ago, and had thought about training a few afterward, but unfortunately, he couldn't find suitable candidates. Yu Zi, on the other hand, was lucky; she casually bought a good scout prospect, and brought him along this time as well.
Yu Zi hesitated: "It's not bad, but he..."
She was bought at the Shiwu slave market.
Perhaps influenced by her great-uncle's daily life, Yu Zi harbored absolutely no goodwill towards the Shiwu, a foreign race. That time, she saw a slave dying of disease and, thinking of herself, impulsively bought him out of pity. She regretted it as soon as she brought him home, had the doctor prescribe medicine, and prepared to let him die on his own. But to her surprise, the creature, with the tenacity of a weed, survived.
To repay the life-saving grace, the latter sold himself to Yu Zi. Yu Zi then unexpectedly discovered that this slave had a talent for being a scout, and, finding it quite rare, began to train him in that direction. This scout was, in effect, her personal bodyguard.
Kang Shi said to her, "If you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them."
Ten Crows, a different race?
Hehe, sooner or later it will be swallowed up and then assimilated.
"How dare we not use a mere scout?"
Yu Zi said solemnly, "The strategist's teachings are correct."
When Xianyu Jian heard that it was a convoy transporting supplies and provisions, his eyes lit up immediately, and he asked, "How many troops are there?"
"It wasn't mentioned, but it seems there are martial artists in this team who can counter-surveillance, so Black Owl doesn't dare to get too close..." Kang Shi frowned.
The old general listened for a while, then asked in confusion, "The more this is the case, the more important this batch of supplies is. If we can capture it, we can deal a heavy blow to the enemy. Why is the strategist still hesitating?"
Kang Shi: "..."
Can he say that he usually doesn't get a chance to be a "fat sheep" (someone who is easily taken advantage of)?
This could be a well-armed, fat sheep!
"I am not hesitant, but I am calculating where our lord and the others are at this moment..." Kang Shi suddenly answered irrelevantly.
The old general was honest: "Shen Jun's troops are not as fast as ours. If I estimate, they will arrive at Linshan County in another day."
Kang Shi's heart stirred with anticipation: "One day?"
Old General: "Yes."
Kang Shi suddenly smiled and said, "That's fine."
The old general: "???"
He couldn't understand the logical relationship between the two.
Before long, time quietly slipped into the third watch of the night.
This grain and supply convoy is rather strange.
Ordinary cooks would usually choose main roads or relatively flat paths to transport grain, using wooden carts or donkeys and mules. However, if they chose to travel along rugged mountain paths, where carts and horses could not pass, they would have to carry the supplies and grain on their shoulders, traversing mountains and valleys.
Under normal circumstances, no one would use the latter.
Because cooks also consume provisions along the way. They expend a lot of energy, walk slowly, and take a long time, so the amount of grain they transport on a single trip is far less than that carried by wooden carts and mules, resulting in less grain reaching the front lines. In short, the conversion rate is low.
This grain transport team, however, acted contrary to usual practice.
Traveling in the dark, his steps were steady.
They could still carry two sacks of grain on their shoulders. Judging from the bulging sacks, it was clear that the cooks hadn't eaten much along the way. Their numb expressions, their only thought for the journey, combined with the pitch-black night, gave off an eerie and sinister feeling.
"Hurry up, get it to Linshan County as soon as possible."
In the darkness, someone shouted these words.
As we walked to the middle section, the ground began to tremble slightly.
This commotion—
Could it be a landslide?
As soon as he looked up, he saw a cluster of dark shadows rolling down from above. He raised his hand, conjuring a weapon, and unleashed a blade of light that cleaved through the darkness, striking the oncoming shadows squarely. With a deafening boom, the rolling stones exploded in mid-air, scattering debris everywhere.
"alert!"
"An enemy is in sight—"
He swung his blade while giving a warning.
Before he could even utter the word "attack," a hidden arrow flew straight towards his face from behind a rolling boulder!
"court death!"
(～￣▽￣)～
I had a full set of prenatal checkups before being admitted to the hospital today. It took a long time and I was exhausted.
I came back and slept until dark.
The doctor wouldn't perform a C-section, saying that it needs to be at least 39 weeks along, and we'll see how big the baby is next week.
_(:з」∠)_ I guess I can only listen to the doctor.
If I do the math, time will fly by.
(End of this chapter)
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