273: Go to war

"That was really close just now!" Lin Yue said to She Jian, who had just mounted his warhorse.

"What's the big deal? It's not like we haven't fought before." She Jian pouted, unconcerned.

"You've fought before? Was it with Dong Zhuo?" Lin Yue asked curiously.

"I haven't, but I saw it when I served as a Gentleman of the Household under the Great General. Whenever the Great General wasn't around, they'd almost certainly spar before every major battle," She Jian said with a smile.

"They actually fought?" Lin Yue found it somewhat hard to believe.

"How many martial artists are smooth-talkers? They all just fight first and talk later. After the fight, regardless of who wins or loses, the pent-up frustration in their hearts dissipates, saving them from causing trouble on the battlefield," She Jian said, then raised his horsewhip: "Let's go quickly. This time, it should be your turn to scout ahead."

"Mm." Lin Yue nodded, then tightened his legs around his horse's belly, catching up to She Jian's pace... "General, what did the Great General summon you for?"

As soon as Lin Yue arrived outside the Encampment, before even entering, he saw Wang Zhi waiting anxiously there.

"We're going to war. The entire Army will depart tomorrow, but we should leave a bit earlier," Lin Yue replied.

"That's great!" Wang Zhi seemed a little excited.

"Are you coming with us?" Lin Yue asked.

"Of course, that is the Supervisor's duty." Wang Zhi nodded, then, ignoring Lin Yue, quickly walked back to his barracks.

Lin Yue also felt as if he had asked a foolish question, as if reading in the Different Space had made him a bit silly, so he shook his head and walked towards the main tent, simultaneously instructing Wu De to summon Zhao Yun and Li Mu to the main tent.

In less than half a cup of tea's time, the two arrived together, and at the same time, Wang Zhi also appeared in the main tent.

"Zi Long, training is suspended. The entire Army is to prepare for the expedition," Lin Yue commanded directly, getting straight to the point.

"Understood!" Zhao Yun cupped his hands and withdrew.

"Li Mu, how much dried beef and similar food can the Army currently prepare?" Lin Yue asked.

"On average, each person can have about five days' worth of food," Li Mu replied after some thought.

"Then distribute the dried beef to everyone and carry two days' worth of grain, aiming for as light and fast as possible," Lin Yue said after some thought.

"Understood!" Li Mu said.

"Start cooking. I don't think it will be long before orders come down.

Also, if anyone wants to write home, have the Army scribes help them. That's all. Go prepare," Lin Yue said, then stood up.

"Understood!" The others responded.

Lin Yue then silently sat outside the main tent, looking at the bustling, suddenly tense Encampment, feeling a little lost in thought.

After this great battle, some people would be promoted and receive titles, some would be rewarded with money and land, but others would return wrapped in horsehide, dead on the battlefield.

"General, General," Wu De whispered.

Lin Yue snapped back to reality, "What is it, Wu De?"

"Commander Wang Zhou has arrived," Wu De said softly.

"Wang Zhou?" Lin Yue was a little puzzled. Wasn't he General Wang Li's personal commander? What was he doing here?

But he immediately realized this was an order!

"Take me to see him." Lin Yue stood up and, following Wu De, met Wang Zhou outside the Encampment.

"Commander Wang!" Lin Yue cupped his hands and smiled.

"General Lin." Wang Zhou returned the bow, then, holding a document, handed it to Lin Yue: "General Wang Li orders your unit to be the vanguard. Depart within one hour. The route is on this document."

Lin Yue took the document, and after seeing Wang Li's seal, he placed it into his spatial ring.

"Commander Wang, won't you come in and rest, have a cup of tea?" Lin Yue asked.

"No, no, I still have to go to the next one. I won't keep you. We'll have a chance later." Wang Zhou waved his hand in refusal, then cupped his hands, turned, mounted his warhorse, and left.

"Notify all camps. Xing Daorong's unit will be the vanguard, departing in half an hour. All other units will depart in one hour," Lin Yue also turned and instructed Wu De, then walked towards his barracks.

He lay quietly in his barracks, waiting for the moment of departure... On the grassland, a large banner fluttered in the wind. Around the banner, flags obscured the sun, and an endless Army marched silently.

Warhorses constantly galloped back and forth around the Army, and Touman, in the very center, was like a spider king, weaving a large web, silently observing every movement around him.

"Wuluoli, this is where you broke your spear. To overcome the fear in your heart, you must face it and conquer it.

That is also why I transferred you back from Beihai this time," Touman said, drawing his saber and pointing forward.

"Yes, Father, I will not disappoint you." Wuluoli nodded vigorously.

He had been fighting the Dingling People in Beihai, but suddenly received an order to return to the Royal Court, and this time, he was also joining the Army's expedition.

Ultimately, he still had to thank King Baiyang and King Loufan, because their defeat was so complete that it made the Xiongnu kings re-recognize the strength of the Qin Army, which then provided a cover for his own failure.

And this time, thanks to his father's support and King Baiyang Bulu's surrender, he had also incorporated a portion of the Beihai Iron Cavalry. He could now be said to be fully equipped with troops!

As long as he didn't court death, there was no danger!

He was full of confidence for this southern expedition!

"Mm, you are my most favored child, so I have the greatest expectations and leniency for you.

Wuluoli, you must remember, failure is not terrible; what is terrible is the fear that rises in your heart.

As a descendant of my Luan Ti clan, as a born king of the grassland, you will not be defeated by such simple setbacks.

Go, let this battle be your first step towards the throne!" Touman said with a smile, raising his horsewhip and striking the hindquarters of Wuluoli's warhorse.

Then Wuluoli rode forward, with countless knights following behind him.

Looking at Wuluoli and his tribe, Touman's eyes were filled with relief.

Elder Aikala, General Totomu, and a hundred thousand Beihai Iron Cavalry – Wuluoli now had his own core team.

After all, to become a king, one cannot rely on oneself alone.

Moreover, King Baiyang Bulu was recovering his strength near the Royal Court. Once they reclaimed the Henan region and Bulu returned to his Fief, Bulu's strength would become even greater!

"Chanyu, Little Prince Wuluoli only brought less than two hundred thousand troops. Is that too few?" A strong Xiongnu man beside the Chanyu frowned.

"Too many people wouldn't serve the purpose of tempering him, and besides, Totomu is still by his side," Touman said noncommittally.

"Yes." The strong man nodded in response.

"What is that child Modu doing?" Touman suddenly asked.

"Crown Prince Modu is leading the cavalry to sweep the left flank," the strong man said.

"I mean, what has he been doing recently?" Touman frowned.

"I heard... I heard that Crown Prince Modu shot his beloved warhorse to death with an arrow a few days ago," the strong man recalled before replying.

"This child, why is he so erratic? A great battle is approaching, and he shoots his warhorse. Isn't that self-inflicting damage to his fighting strength?" Touman shook his head.

Although Modu's gaze towards him was respectful, it made him feel a sense of estrangement, which also made him a little uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, the strong man secretly thought: What kind of father in the world would intentionally send his child to die? After experiencing so much, it would be strange if Modu wasn't erratic.

"Chaji, take that Black Wind horse I recently acquired to Modu and reprimand him. Then, go to Wuluoli and protect him," Touman said after a moment of thought.

"Yes." The strong man Chaji responded, then he hesitated and asked, "How should I reprimand him?"

Touman said in a deep voice: "Today he can even shoot a Earth-tier warhorse to death; who knows what he'll shoot tomorrow!"

As for the content of the reprimand, you decide."

"Yes." Chaji nodded and then turned his horse's head, galloping to the left.