amaotonovel Chapter 302 The Little Nun 30
Chapter 302 The Little Nun 30
In the deep of night, even a small fire could travel a great distance.
On the hilltop, the burly man looked at the distant, firefly-like light and curled his lips into a smug smile.
He told those two idiots about his escape, just to get to this point.
Only by slowing down the general could he leisurely watch the show.
People only look at his face and think he is a rude and reckless man, but they don't know that he has risen from a butcher to where he is today by relying on far more than just his own strength!
"Let them fight," he chuckled. "We'll cross the river at dawn; someone will be there to meet us!"
Several days earlier, his messenger had gone to the Southern army and arranged for their surrender.
Although they knew he couldn't take his troops with him, and the people there were somewhat disappointed, the fact that someone in the north was turning to the light and surrendering to the Southern army was an excellent political signal for them, so they still valued him quite a bit.
He glanced wistfully at the distant battlefield, knowing that he would never have the chance to lead troops again; the people there would never grant him the right to be a traitor.
From then on, he spent his days cursing the rebel army on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and cursing Xue Zhen on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. He maintained his position by crying out about the "shameful things" in the north, and after the founding of the country, he got a position that was neither too big nor too small, and became an idle rich man.
But this is good too; being a rich man is better than having your head dry on a flagpole.
"I didn't want to either, it was you, General, who forced me to do it," he sighed.
If the general hadn't turned a blind eye, why would he have given up such a favorable situation to start over in an unfamiliar place?
On the hilltop, I watched the fireflies gradually disappear until the sky turned from dark to light.
In the deep blue of early morning, he spurred his horse and shouted, "Let's go!"
Over there, a bamboo raft he had prepared long ago awaited his journey south...
But when he arrived at the bamboo raft with high expectations, he saw not the raft, but people who had been waiting there for a long time.
The campfire in front of Ling Yi was still burning, and she was using it to roast dry rations.
The flatbread made by the chef is full of wheat aroma, and the fragrance can be smelled far and wide after baking.
When the sound of horses' hooves rang out, Lingyi held the wooden stick for baking the flatbread in front of her, smelled it, and slowly peeled off the hard outer shell to eat the soft wheat flatbread inside.
Of course, none of the food outside was wasted; it was all devoured by the fifth brother who was peeking out from the side.
The burly man tightened the reins, and a chill ran through him as he watched Ling Yi sitting there enjoying her wheat cakes.
"General, why don't you say a word to your comrades?"
Ling Yi finished the wheat cake before looking at the burly man who didn't even have a name.
Because the author was too lazy to come up with a name and could only use a code name, the Chinese man gritted his teeth and said: "A hen crowing at dawn, you monster!"
Even without this woman, he might still have had a bright future.
Ling Yi raised an eyebrow: "You're quite cultured?"
She even thought that illiteracy was a cultural characteristic of their rebel army.
Brushing the dust off her hands, Ling Yi stood up, took the halberd handed to her by her personal guard, pointed it at the burly man, and said calmly, "You have been colluding with foreign enemies and have been denied permission to leave the camp. I would like to ask the general to come back with me to explain!"
"Dream on!" The general turned his horse around, drew his saber, and looked coldly at Ling Yi: "As a fellow subordinate, I don't know what benefits Xue Zhen gave you to make you so loyal as his dog."
"But you're a dog, and I'm not. Even if I die, I'll die standing... uh..."
Before he could finish speaking, he clutched his neck and collapsed from his horse.
The halberd intended for use against the enemy was thrown by Ling Yi like a javelin. Ling Yi looked at the man lying on the ground and coldly said, "Shut up."
Then, she raised her hand.
The guards, who had been practicing archery diligently these past few days, simultaneously raised their bows and arrows.
As the arrow left the bowstring, the guards who had followed the burly man dismounted one after another.
The fierce final battle that the rough and tough man had envisioned did not take place by this river, nor did Ling Yi swear by this river that she would let him go and guarantee him a life of wealth and honor.
She simply chose the optimal solution to the situation, aiming to resolve the immediate problem with minimal cost.
What kind of battle is this? No compensation for the dead, no herbal medicine for the injured!
If something can be solved with arrows, never use real people.
As the carnage unfolded easily on one side of the river, the people on the other side witnessed it all.
Tao Yi climbed to a high place and looked into the distance. He watched as the generals who wanted to defect to the Southern Army were brutally murdered, and as their blood stained the grass red, he couldn't help but sigh.
It was both regrettable and infuriating. They had finally gotten something that could make them look good in front of everyone, outside of logistics, but it was blocked by those barbarians from the north!
Is he incompatible with people from the north?
That day, after he and Wan Niang fell off the cliff, although they escaped death, their health was completely ruined, and they could no longer go to the battlefield.
Even though his brother, who was chasing him, was expelled from the army by his father, it couldn't change the fact that he could no longer fight.
Fortunately, his father loved him and gave him a clerical job, putting him in charge of military logistics.
Even if he stays in this position, he can still make friends with generals and have the opportunity to rise to the top.
It's just a little more difficult than before.
Without his power, all he could rely on was forming alliances through the exchange of interests.
And what is the most powerful alliance in this world besides blood ties?
couple!
In order to gain the trust of those aristocratic families who wouldn't act without seeing results, and to convince the generals that he would stand on the same side as them, he had no choice but to marry three concubines, one on each side.
Unlike the stubborn rebels in the north, his father had long since declared himself king, and he was also granted the title of Junior Prince.
These three concubines are currently his principal and secondary consorts, and in the future they will be his empress and two imperial concubines.
As for Wan Niang...
He sighed, his expression darkening as he thought of Wan Niang's limp, a sympathetic glint in his eyes.
Because her maternal family was not powerful, even though she had grown up with him, she could only be a concubine.
But it doesn't matter, once he ascends to the throne, he will definitely not mistreat Wan Niang!
With his mind racing, Tao Yi narrowed his eyes: "Although we didn't catch the person, we didn't come away empty-handed."
The fact that northerners came to seek refuge with them is itself something that deserves deep reflection.
That righteous army, which claimed to be united from top to bottom and to speak out for the people, has finally run into trouble!
Indeed, how many great principles are there in this world?
Who among those who have led their troops to fight until now isn't after wealth and glory?
Everyone was shouting that they were speaking up for the people, but in the end only the rebel leader took it seriously. It's really laughable!
Once it happens, it will happen again; he believes this is definitely not an isolated case!
They can easily cause internal strife within the rebel army with just a little manipulation, leaving them disorganized and unable to cope!
That will be the perfect time for them to head north!
Even the most valiant general cannot lead a team riddled with internal strife to victory!
Thinking of this, a slight smile appeared on his lips: "When will our spies return?"
Across the river, Ling Yi squinted at the dark figure on the other side and raised her bow and arrow.
What kind of idiot would dare to watch her make a fool of herself?