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Wang Qian looked at Luzi, who was lowering his head in silence, and placed a hot bun in his hand. He then turned to Chang Yu and asked, "General Bai has already been secretly recalled. If this news spreads..."
Chang Yu sighed heavily. "It's too late! Everything is too late! News from Zhao and Wei Kingdom indicates they are preparing to send troops for assistance. Even Qi State, far away, is starting to stir! I heard from Feng Ting's subordinates that the Prefect has already sent out invitations. Whoever's army arrives first will take control of the seventeen counties of Shangdang County."
Upon hearing this, the others exchanged glances. Indeed, what one fears often comes to pass; history was racing toward an unpredictable direction.
At that time, the decision to change generals on the battlefield was made because King Qin was worried about Bai Qi's reputation. The old man wasn't bloodthirsty; if he could achieve a peaceful resolution, that would be ideal. A bloodless victory is classic. If a quick resolution could be achieved through battle, that would be great, but if it dragged on for too long, the recently revived domestic economy would immediately decline. Once war breaks out, it leads to a slaughter of thousands of troops and horses; at that point, stopping would not be as simple as wanting to.
Luzi bit into the bun, finding it tasteless. At this moment, Shangdang County was united in purpose; surrendering was out of the question. Even without reinforcements arriving, they would fight to the last person.
Seeing that no one else was speaking, Chang Yu took the initiative and said, "Let me assassinate Feng Ting!"
This was the rule; it wasn't just a whim of someone wanting to act. Any major action required the approval of Brother; without it, even with an opportunity, one could not move.
Luzi shook his head. He wanted to eat the bun but found it was gone. He reached for another one and took a bite, chewing slowly. The defenders of the city were no longer just Feng Ting but thousands of Feng Tings guarding it. Now Feng Ting was merely a code name; he had become a city or even dozens of cities!
To prevent future troubles, Luzi had also made preparations in advance. Before departing from Capital Xianyang, he had notified his subordinates hidden in various Feudal States to closely monitor troop movements. At this moment, news had not yet returned, but there was every reason to believe that someone had already begun gathering forces.
The ability to attack when advancing and defend when retreating is true skill. To advance is like wielding a spear; to retreat is like holding a shield. Only such individuals can be considered generals. Before launching an attack, one must think ahead about retreat routes. Only then can one remain invincible. This was also his responsibility: to ensure that the most accurate information reached Wang He.
Chang Yu completely did not understand how one person could represent many; he believed that cutting down Feng Ting's Great Banner would scatter the rest like monkeys fleeing from a fallen tree. "General Lu! We cannot delay any longer; I am unworthy! I am willing to personally carry out the assassination mission, although..."
Luzi waved his hand. "Alright! It's New Year's; let's avoid saying anything ominous!"
Hearing Brother's tone was off, Chang Yu quickly replied, "Yes!"
Luzi looked at the fierce general and nodded in approval. "Don't touch Feng Ting when you return; that's my decision. Tomorrow, send me a few guides. If we're going to fight, then let's do it right!"
"Yes! General!" Chang Yu stood up, clasped his fists, and then nodded to the others.
After Luzi finished speaking, he turned to leave but called back to let Dawn leave tomorrow instead. The Outside was already Dark Moon and High Wind, and the snow-covered mountain path was even harder to navigate.
Chang Yu nodded gratefully, indicating that he could walk ten rounds here with his eyes closed. If the general had no other instructions, he would head back now.
This is the advantage of having a guide!
Luzi watched as the snowflakes drifting from the rooftop became smaller, then stood up to see Chang Yu out of the temple door. After reminding him to be careful on the way, they clasped their fists in farewell.
What should we do now!? Is this madness!? The combined forces of six Feudal States amounted to nearly five million troops. With so many people coming to seize the mountain peak, even if Qin State mobilized its entire army, it would be futile! Wang Jian heard Li Xin making a fuss but did not respond; instead, he looked at Luzi. The wheels of war had already begun to turn; at this point, it seemed that no human effort could stop it. The only course of action now was to prepare for battle; there were no other options.
Luzi thought the same way. The urgent task was to notify the Keeper of each country's Prosperity Record. They needed to use every means available to persuade others and do their utmost to reduce or avoid the total number of troops deployed by each country. This was the only method available at present. The fewer enemies involved, the more favorable it would be for future battles. If this operation failed, then the newly acquired territory of Qin State would be handed over without a fight!
Come on! As long as there are no historical precedents within our country, what’s wrong with taking this mountain peak?
With that thought, Luzi called for everyone to hurry and eat. After a long day of labor, saying there was nothing wrong would be a lie. After eating well and drinking enough, it was time for bed. There was still a day’s journey ahead.
Seeing that Shisan had not come over for dinner, Li Xin simply grabbed two buns and headed for the west wing. Before long, he returned with two buns in hand. "Keep it down! I’m taking you all to see a miracle!"
A miracle!? Could it be that a deity has descended!?
The four of them exchanged glances and quickly got up to follow Li Xin to the outside of the west wing. They lifted their legs lightly and crouched over a half wall to peek inside. They saw five warhorses lying in a circle on the ground, shielding the person in the middle from the biting cold wind. In the center, Sun Thirteen was sleeping soundly, occasionally smacking his lips as if enjoying a grand feast.
It was called a miracle because horses usually sleep standing up. This meant that these intelligent warhorses had instinctively lain down to protect their master from the harsh cold.
Luzi, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but sigh in admiration. No wonder Thirteen referred to the warhorses as companions; the bond between humans and horses had clearly surpassed that between humans themselves. They were truly loyal companions, unlike people who often deceived one another with hidden agendas.
Alas! Looking at this world, it was indeed laughable! Life should be simple, yet those controlled by selfish desires were neither human nor ghost.
Li Xin intended to wake Sun Thirteen with some bread but was stopped in time by Wang Jian. When it came to hard work, Thirteen was the most exhausted of them all. He traversed mountains and valleys as if they were flat ground. Without the effort of his five companions, the rest of them would have long fallen into a deep abyss to meet their Ancestral Spirits.
Luzi gestured for everyone to return to the Temple. Once inside, he finally spoke up, “Let’s wait until tomorrow morning for Thirteen to eat. Everyone is tired after a long day; let’s hurry and rest. We still have a journey ahead of us tomorrow!”
Earlier, while talking and marveling at the miracle, Li Xin and Meng Wu hadn’t eaten enough. So they decided that Luzi and Wang Jian would sleep first while they could eat and keep watch through the night. Even though the mountain path outside was difficult, it was necessary to have someone alert.
“Let’s stick to our old routine! You two take the first half of the night watch, and I’ll take the second half,” Wang Jian said as he lay down on the blanket and stretched lazily. With his eyes closed, he soon fell into a deep sleep.
Hearing Wang Jian snoring again, Li Xin helplessly glanced at the already flimsy roof. He sighed at Meng Wu, who was busy eating bread, “Thank goodness our old Wang is on night watch for the second half; otherwise, I would go crazy!”
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