Chapter Thirty-Four: Waiting
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“Other than battles where the weak win against the strong, all others are the strong bullying the weak, and are shameless,” Ding Ning said this, blood splashing on his body, but he did not seem to sense it, and looked calmly at the sky.
Looking at his expression, no one would have thought that a realm seven grandmaster had just died simply from his sneak attack.
Fu Su felt very uncomfortable, but he could not say a thing because Ding Ning was right……
There were too many night demon apes filling the sky. Adding on, there were realm seven grandmasters hiding among them. A battle like this was unfair to start with. Also when that realm seven grandmaster was mounting an ambush first, the night demon apes were spiraling and diving down. There were more and more of them gathering in the hundreds of feet of space, growing more packed, forming a twister around Ding Ning, Zhangsun Qianxue and the others. The black twister was full of red eyes and white fangs.
Zhangsun Qianxue’s movements were very steady, clean, there was nothing extra. She used her vital energy to its limit. Each time she swung her sword, she would create dozens of transparent sword energies that flew up and cut apart the night demon apes that were diving.
The black twister spun around her and the others but was unable to pose a true threat. There was just torn up flesh and bloody waves forming and spinning in the air like red ribbons.
At the center of the twister was a stench. The air was being sucked upwards, and Ding Ning and the others had a hard time breathing.
Right then, there was a breeze. The black twister expanded outwards slightly, and a cultivator in indigo robes floated down.
“Chongtian Sword School Yan Jing asks Sir for a battle. If I win, please release the imperial son first.”
This was clearly a realm seven cultivator. He had messy hair, unkempt clothing, but his eyes were very clear. He bowed seriously, his respectful figure looking very strange in a pack ground of many demon apes spiraling around. When he said these words, great energy came from his body, not turning to killing intent, but just a pure release.
His powerful presence started to fall. This was not a true fall, but he was releasing his vital energy and primal energies of the universe so that his energy cultivation would lower to realm six level.
This grandmaster’s tone was very humble, and he used the word “ask”. But the truth was so- If Ding Ning was really that person reborn, then no one in the world could be proud in front of him.
The same realm six strength. Even if Ding Ning was seriously injured, just based on the perfect sword essence he had displayed before, the cultivator from Chong Tian Sword School had a low chance of winning. But to this cultivator, this was a chance for Fu Su to leave unharmed.
Looking at this humble grandmaster, Ding Ning nodded in greeting and did not say any extra words, just one thing, “Yes!”
A simple world containing a presence that a realm seven could not rival. This cultivator from Chongtian Sword School suddenly grew excited. He took a deep breath, and a lifebond sword energy formed in his chest. A lifebond sword that looked like a piece of yellow bamboo appeared in his hand. He held it across his chest and said, “Please.”
Crack!
His lifebond sword disappeared from his hand. In the air between him and Ding Ning, there were suddenly dozens of dry yellow lightning bolts, exploding before the light even faded, and were even harder to defend against.
His attitude had been very respectful and humble, but he was ruthless in his attack, and even surpassed his usual limits.
Ding Ning bent down. The rough figure of the Great Punishment Sword appeared in his hand and he stabbed up. There was a muffled bang, like a bamboo at the bottom of the water hitting a stone. The dry yellow lightning collapsed, and the lifebond sword flew out at an angle, stabbed through the chest of a night demon ape then flew into the night.
This grandmaster of the Chongtian Sword School turned to a stream of light and rapidly retreated. Shock and disbelief flashed in his eyes as his left hand gripped his right wrist. His right hand had been cut off. The power that was attacking his right arm was going deep into his body and wounding his organs.
He recognized the attack that Ding Ning had just used. This was a sword move from the Chongtian Sword School.
This was a sword move from his sect, and the profoundness could not compare to the secret sword that he had just used. But the other had used this simple move from his sect to defeat his sword move, and hit his sword-wielding hand at the same time.
Ding Ning put his sword away, and silently swallowed the blood that had rushed up his throat.
Fu Su’s lips trembled. His face was snow white. He was not disappointed at being unable to go free, he could sense the kind of state that was represented by Ding Ning’s sword move.
In the sky, there were many more grandmasters who had come using these night demon apes and would not be attacked by them. They were all subordinates of Empress Zheng Xiu. Some of them came directly from Jiaodong Commandery. They were the masters of the night demon apes. But at this time, seeing Yan Jing of Chongtian Sword School being defeated with one blow from Ding Ning, these numerous grandmasters maintained their silence, and did not immediately join the fight.
The Donghu monk did not open his eyes. All of these people added together may not be a match for Zhangsun Qianxue, Ding Ning and the Donghu monk working together. They needed to use these night demon apes to wear down the Donghu monk and the eldest miss of the Gongsun Family.
**
In the night, Sima Cuo was lying in a warm carriage, surrounded by soft blankets. A medical doctor was carefully taking care of him. The carriage he was in was retreating, and moving towards the Yin Mountain.
Most of the Qin Dynasty army was retreating in an orderly manner. Under the furious pursuit of the Chu Dynasty army, there was a military at the rear that would forever stay here on this land.
At the place where the battle that had lured Ding Ning and the others had occurred, Ye Xiao was still at the top of the hill. He looked in the direction that the demon apes were flying in. His eyes burned with the fires of revenge and hate. The fire seemed to burn his soul, driving him to go there unless he wanted to burn away.
But he was waiting.
“Master.”
In the darkness, cultivators reached him one after another, bowing, and then waiting with him. They were carrying heavy sword boxes on their backs. Such sword boxes were used to store many swords. To avoid their edges from colliding and getting damaged, the inside was separated by special wood slots, so the blades could not move.
Many swords were being transported, and these swords were usually the normal long swords of the Qin military. These sword boxes were usually used by the military.
But right now, in the boxes carried by these cultivators, there were all kinds of sounds. Some sword energies were wailing in grief, or cheering in joy.
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A white true seal fell behind the falling Su Qin and turned into a peaceful white cloud. The cloud did not just support his body, it also eased his impact falling backwards so he slowly landed on the ground.
The one who had acted was a teacher of Celestial Seal Sect, this seal easily showed his powerful culvation, but even this teacher had an ugly expression. In the senses of this teacher, the threads of light coming from Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth were numerous seals. In his senses, the power of these seals were existing outside the youth’s body, but they were not activating or dissipating, just moving along to the youth’s thoughts.
Su Qin’s body fell to the ground soundlessly under the gentle cloud energy’s support. Blood spurted silently out of his mouth. His eyes were filled with extreme disappointment and shock.
For him, this was a chance to be recognized and respected by the young people of Celestial Seal Sect. He had not expected this Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect’s youth to display such tactics. Because of his great shock and disappointment, he could not help but show a slightly resentful expression.
**
The threads of light coming off the youth did not disappear. As the youth’s hands slowly fell down, the lines of light pulled the yellow sky lower above him.
These lines of light seemed to have grown out of his body, emanating an eerie and foreboding feeling.
All of Celestial Seal Sect’s young students were unable to speak as they looked at the profound lines of light. They could not understand the seal essences in these lines of light. This meant that this Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth’s understanding of seals and the primal energies of the universe were far above theirs.
There were several burn wounds on the youth’s body. Large pieces had been burned and he was undoubtedly in pain. But he still continued to breathe deeply and then said slowly, emphasizing each word, “Who else?”
His voice echoed amid the surrounding threads of light and passed into the ears of these Celestial Seal Sect youths. These youths inexplicably felt suffocated. That voice seemed to change and shove balls of energy into their chests.
Yet, as the voice reached Zhang Yi’s ears, a part in his sea of energy seemed to light up. A certain energy had produced resonance, he felt something in his sleeve also shine and heat up.
Zhang Yi’s mind seemed to hear thunder. He suddenly reacted and instinctively spoke, “He is the seal.”
At this moment, on this clearing inside Celestial Seal Sect, other than the echoes of the youth’s voice, there was only heavy breathing. His Qin-accented words seemed very abrupt at this moment.
Murong Xiaoyi suddenly turned around. She could not understand the meaning of these words and unconsciously thought Su Qin had spoken, but after she turned around, she realized the speaker was the one they all looked down upon, Zhang Yi.
The Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth suddenly looked up towards Zhang Yi standing behind the crowd.
Under everyone’s burning gaze, Zhang Yi uneasily hung his head. But in his perception, his energy sea and the sword in his sleeve were growing hotter and brighter. This light and heat in his perception started to remind him of his responsibilities.
“I want to try,” he gripped the burning sword in his sleeve and said seriously.
Complete uproar!
Everyone looked at him like he was an idiot, especially his fellow students who had walked out of the classroom with him just now.
“Do you know what you are doing?”
Among his classmates closest to him, a pale young woman said coldly to him, “You think what you are doing can cause people’s opinions of you to change in the slightest?”
This young woman’s feelings now represented the feelings of all the young Celestial Seal Sect disciples. If this were on the battlefield, when multiple senior brothers fell down and you advanced, this could be called courage and fearlessness, but each additional student’s defeat was an additional humiliation on Celestial Seal Sect.
Zhang Yi was not stupid. He understood what this young woman and all the classmates thought. He was usually a very humble person yet he did not retreat at this instant.
“I want to try.” Facing the young woman blocking him, he said sincerely, “I may be able to win.”
“You can win?!” Someone heard his answer and could not stop himself from shouting angrily. “You cannot comprehend the seal essences all students can easily understand, and you say you can win?”
Zhang Yi was slightly ashamed but the burning little sword in his hand reminded him he could not retreat. So he took a deep breath and said, “If you can win, then I will not have to try.”
He spoke his mind, but when the words reached all of his fellow classmates, it evoked greater fury.
Murong Xiaoyi could not even breathe smoothly. She gritted her teeth and was about to scold Zhang Yi when a voice sounded ……
“I will fight him.”
“Regardless of what you think, I will fight him.”
The Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth faced everyone’s gaze and slowly repeated.
“I really cannot understand.” This youth still appeared very awkward and pedantic. He looked at the people in front of him and said, “Even I can see he really is a humble person, and he has the confidence to try. Why can you not see?”
“He has always been the worst among us.” One of Zhang Yi’s classmates could not help but speak.
The Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth glanced at him and said, “Before this, Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect, in your eyes, was many times worse than Celestial Seal Sect.”
No one else spoke.
Zhang Yi had started to walk. He was a gentleman and knew when to be modest, but few knew that when he had decided on something, he would continue down the path with more determination than anyone else.
He walked out under the furious and hateful gazes of many. He walked in front of this Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth and then bowed to the youth in thanks. He then asked, “This one is Zhang Yi, Senior Sect Brother, what is your name?”
The youth bowed in return and said, “Le Yi.”
In the crowd, Murong Xiaoyi was stunned. She finally realized now, while she had watched two battles already, no one had been concerned with the youth’s name, and none of them had called this youth “Senior Sect Brother” like Zhang Yi did.
“Senior Sect Brother Le is too strong, so I will attack,” Zhang Yi looked respectfully at Le Yi of Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect and said.
Le Yi’s expression turned serious and he said, “Please.”
Murong Xiaoyi’s heart beat rapidly. Before this, she never thought highly of Zhang Yi, but inexplicably, she felt something unusual was about to happen.
A person’s intuition, especially that of a woman, was often correct.
As Zhang Yi nodded again in greeting, everyone saw a blinding light. A dazzling light came out of his right sleeve.
Murong Xiaoyi tried to keep her eyes open. She saw Zhang Yi’s right hand grip a small sword. This small sword felt like a rough stone sword at first glance, one made from a stubborn stone. Yet it was giving off light that was like moonlight but brighter than the sun.
Holding this stone sword emanating clean light, half of Zhang Yi’s body seemed to be burning and merged into this light. Amidst a wave of uncontrollable gasps, he solemnly attacked.
There was no finesse. He simply flew upwards, and stabbed straight at Le Yi.
Le Yi’s expression grew extremely serious. He shouted and then waved both hands forward.
Countless crystal lines of light, containing profound power, swept towards Zhang Yi like waves of water.
Zhang Yi’s movements did not change at all. Those lines of light that seemed to come from different directions were surprisingly making contact with his sword.
There was a soft sound.
When the first line of light swept his sword, or rather when his small sword stabbed into the light, his sword dimmed slightly.
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The second mountain was to the east of Deer Mountain.
Before even reaching the base, Mo Shoucheng, who had glimpsed the entirety of this mountain from a distance, stopped walking.
"Principal Mo, we cannot ascend this mountain?"
The fall of millions of dewdrops at the same time formed an unimaginable tide. The powerful essence formed by the accumulation of minuscule presences was still resonating through Fu Su’s body. He looked at Mo Shoucheng who had stopped walking, took a deep breath to calm himself, and then asked in puzzlement, "Just now, I finally understood why we landed far from these mountains …… because if these mountains all have grandmasters like this, landing on these mountains will make us a public target, especially if they recognize us. They may have attacked us together. But I do not understand. This mountain looked calm, and at this distance, there seems to be no presences. Why then can we not ascend? Has the grandmaster on the mountain already displayed his cultivation across such a great distance?"
Mo Shoucheng had turned around at this time.
Hearing Fu Su’s words, this old man shook his head and said, "If they are able to show a presence that forces me to retreat from such a distance, they must be realm eight …… but the power they have shown does not have to be the same as the previous one."
Fu Su knew that this principal was most skilled at guiding people to think so they would comprehend on their own. But he could not understand at this moment.
"Look at the peach blossoms on the mountain."
Ding Ning softly reminded him.
Fu Su’s eyes widened, his body trembled slightly as he reacted.
There were some wild peach trees scattered around the mountain. On their way here, the wild peach trees in the Wu Mountain area had not blossomed, but the wild peach trees on this mountain were blooming. Also, from this distance, it was possible to see the flowers on these trees were exceptionally bright, though a normal red, the color was so dense it almost dripped.
"Wild flowers blooming on the mountain with such intensity. On this mountain …… could it be that famed Unimportant Marquis Li?" he said in shock.
There were many that used ’Unimportant Marquis’ to say that they were people who did not care about titles.
Yet, most of them were like so because they could not achieve a rank like marquis.
But Unimportant Marquis Li was a true unimportant marquis because he was a member of the Qi Dynasty imperial family. He became a prince with his own lands the moment he was born. Strictly speaking, the present ruler of the Qi Dynasty, Qi Mingzong had to call him Imperial Uncle.
But ever since he started cultivating, this cultivator who had been born with a title was a free bird that did not belong to any cultivation place in the Qi. In the Qi Dynasty that primarily focused on
ghosts and gods, he was an abnormality in his cultivation. He focused on a pure path of nature and lifebond items. In many legends, he had fought many grandmasters of the Qi Dynasty and never lost.
"Other than Unimportant Marquis Li, no one else is able to make life so vibrant."
Mo Shoucheng said in praise, "The new peaches that are produced on the mountain this year will be unprecedentedly delicious."
Fu Su said in disbelief, "I heard that Unimportant Marquis Li is extremely powerful but Principal Mo and Palace Mater Pan have to avoid him?"
Mo Shoucheng said calmly, "His lifebond item is the Heavenly Nurturing Bead. It is not very strong offensively, but the best to maintain good health. After cultivating for so many years, I do not know how strong his energies are. If we did fight, his vital energy will be endless and no one can afford to waste their energies with him before the Deer Mountain Conference."
They may be able to win, but could not afford to do so.
This time, Fu Su understood. In a situation like the Deer Mountain Conference, the fight between these grandmasters was no longer as simple as exchanging blows with their weapons.
The Heaven Nurturing Bead could nurture all items. So, it was Unimportant Marquis Li on the mountain. Millions of dewdrops forming a terrifying tide, then the person who was on the previous mountain was from the prestigious family of the deceased Wei Dynasty, Song Chaosheng.
Ding Ning followed Mo Shoucheng and Pan Ruoye towards the third mountain peak as this thought flashed through his mind. Even to him, he only knew the names and power of these people through rumors and had never met them at a close quarters.
"We still cannot ascend this mountain …… I had not expected an old monster like Guo Dongjiang."
When they came to the base of the third mountain, a rare gravity appeared on Mo Shoucheng’s expression as he slowly said to Pan Ruoye.
Pan Ruoye usually resided in the inner palace and rarely laughed. Hearing his words, she immediately frowned, and coldly said, "He hasn’t died yet?"
Ding Ning had a calm expression but his heart shook within.
Fu Su had never heard the name before and couldn’t help but ask softly, "Principal Mo, I still cannot feel anything abnormal. Who is Guo Dongjiang?"
"The greatest abnormality is there is no abnormality here."
Mo Shoucheng said as he looked at Fu Su. He knew that Fu Su could not understand. As he turned to walk towards another mountain, he explained gently. "This mountain does not have the presence a cultivator would deliberately leave behind, there is no trace of a fight, or the presence of a cultivator passing by …… it’s like a restaurant table used by many guests would have marks of food, but is extremely clean. This means that someone must have wiped it with a rag. The only person able to erase all presences like this is the grandmaster Guo Dongjiang of the overseas Blue Jade Island. In the past, when the Qin Dynasty opened our overseas routes, we once wanted to interact with this overseas grandmaster, but this person is extremely strange and doesn’t want to interact with the outside world …… most importantly, this person was injured in the head way back. He is slightly older than I, and frequently fickle in his emotions without any reason."
Fu Su realised and said, "A madman?"
Mo Shoucheng frowned and said, "A madman who is just a thread away from realm eight."
One should not try to outdrink a drunkard, and not fight a madman. This was a truth that ordinary people in Changling knew. With that, Fu Su understood why they had to distance themselves from this mountain. But after being able to fight for several mountains now, he could not help but feel slightly moody.
Mo Shoucheng and Pan Ruoye were two of the highest figures in Changling.
"Careful!"
Pan Ruoye suddenly shouted.
Mo Shoucheng had been the first to stop in front of the previous mountains, but when they reached the base of this mountain, Fu Su stopped at almost the same time as Mo Shoucheng.
Because, the moment Pan Ruoye shouted, Fu Su had already seen a white mist appear in the forest in front of him.
The white mist was made from white hairs of unknown wild flowers and leaves in the mountain. Each thread was softer than snow, but this white mist contained a terrifying murderousness.
Pan Ruoye’s fingers on her right hand flicked out alongside her shout, like she was plucking invisible strings.
The sound of many sharp objects rubbing together sounded in front of her and Ding Ning.
The tiny hairs seemed to be forced away by a powerful force and flew above their heads.
Ding Ning’s gaze flashed. He immediately sensed the primal energies of the universe around them had been partly concealed by some strange means.
"What is this?"
Fu Su sensed the abnormality. He saw those white hairs could not get close, but his breathing still instinctively stuttered.
Mo Shoucheng seemed to be reassured and nodded. He said, "We can fight for this mountain."
Pan Ruoye sedately advanced forward.
Her fingers were still flicking with the sound of sharp objects rubbing together continuing to sound around her.
Dozens of feet away from Ding Ning and the others, a thin curtain of light slowly appeared like a crystal ball covering Ding Ning and the others. There were moving streams of energy on the light curtain that were similar to lightning but not.
Fu Su was even more shocked. The mist made from the white hairs quickly disappeared. But even with his cultivation, he could clearly sense there seemed to be an invisible pair of hands completely shrouding the peak of this mountain.
The higher it was, the more the primal energies of the universe were blocked.
Some unobstructed energies formed into true murderousness with some simple vibrations and attacked the cultivator walking onto the mountain.
Translator Ramblings: Not this mountain, not this one, nope ……
Volume 5 29 - Military Counselor
At the end of summer in the twelfth year of Yuanwu, a conflict arose on the border of the Qin and Wuzhi. The reason for the conflict was a bucket. Because of this bucket, a Qin soldier died.
That night, the Qin border arm requested the Wuzhi country to hand over the Wuzhi warrior who killed the Qin soldier. Yet the Wuzhi emphasized the Qin soldier had crossed the border.
The Qin border army thought that it was a bucket from the Qin military, and that soldier’s proper request had not received a response. So after the request was refused, the Qin border army quickly chose a decisive measure.
An army launched an attack at the base the Wuzhi warrior was located at. This conflict escalated over the next few days. As the Qin continued to pump in more troops, it quickly turned into a war.
Yet, if future generations were willing to calculate, they would easily discover the same day the soldier died because of a bucket, many of the Qin troops had crossed the Yin Mountains and moved towards the Wuzhi border. Many Changling cultivators had departed that night and headed towards the place that was a desolate plain for Qin people. And in the views of those who later studied the war, the Qin Dynasty had chosen a great time.
The Yuzhi and Western Qiang were the closest to the Wuzhi. After the Yuezhi became a subordinate country of the Qin Dynasty, as the war started, the armies of the Yuezhi directly entered the campaign against the Wuzhi.
Western Qiang itself had just recently endured internal strife. Multiple princes worked together to kill the old king but then their mother, leading the subordinates of the old king, defeated them. Their powerful mother became the true leader of the Western Qiang, but they did not have any forces to spare to help the Wuzhi.
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In the summer of the twelfth year of Yuanwu, Ding Ning was among the many cultivators who travelled towards Yin Mountain from Changling. The cultivators who had never been in war, regardless of their cultivation strength, were newly enlisted and escorted by the conscription officers of the Warden’s Office.
The military orders of the Qin were very strict. If they were delayed, the conscription officers would lose some of their military merit and be demoted as labourers. If they delayed war, they would be executed.
So escorting new soldiers was not just for protection as they had to deliver these troops like they were prisoners. Because this was wartime, the conscription officers who left Changling were themselves generals on the borders. The troop that Ding Ning was part of was originally stationed a hundred and thirty miles outside of Changling as part of the Imperial Guard Army.
This army was two thousand people, but carried large amounts of iron and bronze tools used for daily military use and for pioneering land. Like many past dynasties, the Qin Dynasty had strict controls over the production of tools and powerful metal weapons. Most workshops were gathered in Changling. When it was wartime, the items would flow outwards like water along the armies. While this would cost great amounts of manpower and money, this had a benefit — the orders would definitely arrive, and the Qin armies would respond quickly.
The highest officer of this army was Guo Feng, from Guanzhong. He was old acquaintances with Nangong Caishu’s father and respectful towards Ding Ning. When they received Ding Ning and the others outside of Changling and they officially set off, he immediately invited Ding Ning and Nangong Caishu onto his own chariot.
“Many people in Changling have heard of your affairs.”
This general was not tall, and even slightly hunchbacked. His head was bald, but he emanated the hardened bloody tang unique to soldiers who had experienced countless battles. He bowed slightly to Ding Ning, his voice humble. “Especially I heard how you refused Li Lingjun, and helped that gangster called Wang Taixu become the head of the Changling underground. I know you are not just strong in cultivation and your abilities to fight above your level, but your foresight and strategy.”
Ding Ning was not a humble person and would nott say polite courtesies. He listened to this general’s words and bowed respectfully, saying, “I am seriously injured. I fear I cannot be of much help in battle. If General needs my help in any matters on the trip, please ask.”
Guo Feng was satisfied with his attitude and admired Ding Ning more. He laughed and said, “You should be my military counselor …… Of course, just help me along the way.”
After a pause, he put away his smile and said, “The trip is long. You are too famous, and I fear the trip will not be peaceful.”
Ding Ning looked at the seemingly ordinary general and said, “General is a smart person.”
“What do you think about the Qin fighting the Wuzhi?” Guo Feng asked Ding Ning without any extra words.
“The key is the attitude of the Chu Dynasty, separated from the Wuzhi by Yin Mountain. Western Qiang or Donghu cannot change Wuzhi’s fate.” Ding Ning smiled mockingly and said, “So much noise, and even your Imperial Guard Army has been dispatched. Countless cultivators have been sent out of Changling. If Wuzhi is not defeated, will they be content?”
Guo Feng nodded and said, “I agree with your view.”
Ding Ning looked at him and continued. “Donghu will of course send troops. Donghu is not just neighbors with Wuzhi, most of Donghu’s metal and bone tools come from Wuzhi. If Wuzhi becomes a part of the Qin and does not need to make cross-border trade, Donghu likely will not even have military weapons in a decade. But whether it is Donghu sending troops or Chu crossing the Yin Mountain, the trip will be long. So Wuzhi will not immediately have a final battle with us Qin, they will delay. We only need to set up a border city behind Yin Mountain. The reason is Donghu was previously called the desert barbarians as they are most skilled in their cavalry. If we chase, us Qin soldiers cannot catch up. After Yin Mountain, I fear that it will snow in a month. They will delay until snowfall no matter what.”
Guo Feng’s gaze flashed violently. Some of these things he had thought of, but not as thoroughly as Ding Ning. Even more importantly, he felt Ding Ning spoke correctly.
“I think the empress has considered this, so all the armies have brought along so many things.”
Ding Ning slowly turned around to look at the vehicles and said, “She will not be in a hurry and will let the opponent delay until snowfall before the final battle. This choice will avoid many deaths, but the time will be hard to pass. For a small army, there are too many variables.”
Guo Feng took a deep breath and looked seriously at Ding Ning. “We will go towards Donghu in the end. There is a small army we will all belong to.”
Ding Ning smiled and said, “It will be so after we reach Donghu. But in the process of reaching there, I fear we are as General thinks, bait.”
Guo Feng was not surprised by the words. His expression just turned colder.
“General said I am too famous and cultivate too quickly. For the other three dynasties, I am a great threat.” Ding Ning said coolly, “There are not enough powerful cultivators in General’s army. So for people who want to assassinate me, they do not have to pay too great a cost.”
“Since you see more clearly than I do, this means you have the ability to warn me in time to deal with changes.”
Guo Feng looked at the path ahead and said slowly, “My duty is not just to deliver you all in time, but for these men who have come with me to return home as best as I can.”
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