Would You Like to Have a Drink

Soon, the war was in full swing.

There wasn’t much warning. The conflicts between Great Yuan and the Wei Country in this area had been constant, with skirmishes breaking out at any time. There had been several small-scale wars, and even large-scale ones were not unheard of.

As for Pei Qianxue, the two naturally couldn’t be in the same camp.

If he was in the left camp, Pei Qianxue would have to be in the right or middle camp. As for Zong Ruichen, being a civilian personnel, he could be kept by his side for gradual instruction.

Zong Luo didn’t have time to think about the bad debt between him and Yu Beizhou, he just ordered people to keep a close eye on the whereabouts of the King of Beining, move the group of people who originally protected the crown prince to Yu Beizhou’s side, and then moved from the main camp to the left camp.

No matter how stubborn, he still remembered the words of the Great Witch.

Those were just words spoken in anger, Zong Luo didn’t want Yu Beizhou to die, that was true.

But occasionally in the quiet of the night, Zong Luo would stare at the candlestick on the table in a daze.

The Wei Country was a country of great significance to him, even to Yu Beizhou, even to Emperor Yuan.

Their first meeting was here, and they had spent more than a decade here.

Not only was this the first place he landed after transmigrating inside the book, but even the famous but unknown Ghost Valley was also within the territory of the Wei Country. In fact, it wasn’t particularly far from the capital.

The Ghost Valley Master had also written to him and Yu Beizhou, saying that one of the two must die, and decide on who to take the Ghost Valley Master mantle. Now, he guessed that the old man was still waiting in the Ghost Valley for them to return. But who would have thought that the two disciples were quite unfilial, because they had lived for two lifetimes, neither of them was interested in the Ghost Valley Master position.

Thinking about this, for some reason, Zong Luo found it somewhat amusing.

He didn’t know if he would have time to visit his old master again after the war with the Wei Country.

In fact, these days, time had diluted the anger he felt when he learned the truth in the Imperial City, and he had gradually calmed down.

Piercing Yu Beizhou, he still looked like a dead duck with a tough mouth. (TL: often used to describe a person who is stubborn, unwilling to accept weakness, and unwilling to admit his mistakes no matter what.)

No one is backing down, and just like this, a stalemate. Never mind.

The battle against the Wei Country was currently underway. After the world was truly unified, simply wrote a letter and took a good walk and looked around elsewhere.

The world was vast. By observing the vast wilderness, one could realize their insignificance, and understand that matters of love and affection were but fleeting clouds, insignificant.

One after another, military reports were presented. These included not only frontline reports, but also major events in the Imperial City.

Early this morning, Zong Ruichen hurried to Zong Luo’s camp and handed him an urgent report from the Imperial City.

The Wei Country had organized a secret infiltration into Great Yuan with the intention of assassination, but they were caught as soon as they entered the city. It was said that a few even risked their lives to break into the palace, but in the end, they were all cut down by the palace’s elite guards. Now, the people were in fear, and the entire city was under martial law.

Emperor Yuan sent a message, with only four cold and stern characters on it: “Be well, do not worry.”

Since he said not to worry, Zong Luo could only pick up the pen and reply with a sincere letter.

These days in the camp, he’d been feeling a bit stifled. The soldiers have all gone out to fight, and all he could do was practice his swordsmanship in the morning, read the military reports, and make some plans.

Zong Luo could distinguish between what’s urgent and what’s not. It’s already very good that he could come to the front line. If he dared to go to the battlefield, regardless of what Emperor Yuan thought, the court would definitely make a fuss.

It’s quite good to just sit still and take charge.

So, in this way, they fought a tug of war for more than ten days. After the troops of Great Yuan basically arrived at the front line from various places, the generals held another all-hands meeting. The specifics of the meeting were to report the casualty data after the count, and to plan for the upcoming battles.

Nearly a month later, Zong Luo saw Yu Beizhou again.

The latter was sitting there, playing with a piece of jade that he didn’t know where he got from. His face still had a lazy smile, but it was much lighter than before, and he didn’t look up at him.

Zong Luo snorted in his heart, and didn’t give the other party a glance in the following.

As long as Yu Beizhou doesn’t provoke him, he could treat the other party as a stranger.

“We are all waiting. Great Yuan is waiting for the rear troops to arrive, and the Wei Country is also waiting. According to the latest scout report, the Shenji Crossbow should have been transported out of the Imperial City. They also used the method of confusing the line of sight, with three teams advancing together, and still didn’t know which side of the army it would be transported to.”

The news of the Crown Prince of Great Yuan sitting in the rear had spread. While the morale of the Great Yuan soldiers had greatly increased, it was also equivalent to setting up a live target on the spot.

Now that the Great Yuan had swallowed up five countries, in terms of military strength, it could be said that the Wei Country had almost no chance of winning. If they wanted to fight a tug of war, that would be a losing situation. The Wei Country naturally knew that they could only fight a quick battle.

After sending out countless assassination teams and failing, they understood that wanting to take Pei Qianxue or Zong Luo hostage was like a pipe dream. It’s better to perish together. If such a heavyweight figure fell on the front line, Great Yuan would have to stop its expansion.

No one knew how the Shenji Crossbow was launched.

The legend was that one should shout the name, but this legend was not reliable. If it were really that powerful, the Wei Country would have unified the Central Plains long ago. The real conditions must be much more stringent.

But it absolutely cannot be unguarded.

However, it was the unknown that was even more terrifying.