Distant Mountain Battle Song

Chapter 212 Lone Wolf's Declaration
The dog did not guide Yun Ce to chase after Yan Fei.

This means that Yan Fei was nearby.

This simple trick of escaping unscathed might fool Yun Ce, but it couldn't fool Gouzi, who had already locked onto him.

Looking back, a nearly 500-meter-long path of flesh and blood suddenly appeared behind him, and he stood at the end of this path.

After such a long and fierce battle, Yun Ce had been hit by countless arrows. He pulled out the ones in front, while the chestnut horse used its mouth to help him pull out the ones in the back. It was obvious that there were far more arrows in the back than in the front, and the chestnut horse clumsily pulled them out for quite a while before it was finally finished.

The armor was destroyed, but thankfully the person was unharmed. Yun Ce picked up a three-edged armor-piercing arrow, examined it for a while, and then casually tossed it away. Only this kind of arrow could make him feel some pain. As for other feathered arrows, what did it matter if they pierced the armor? When his internal energy surged, the damage from the feathered arrows was negligible.

During combat, adrenaline levels are high. After the battle ends and the individual cools down, various negative factors follow one after another: fatigue, pain, sadness, and a numbness that comes from seeing too many corpses. This can make someone who was energetic and tireless during combat suddenly feel that there is nothing worth staying for in this world and just want to find peace in their dreams.

A carved wine pot was found on a corpse. It was shaken and found to be full of wine. The corpse was very strong. Even with only half a head left, it was clear that this was a fierce general in the army.

Now, he lay quietly on the ground, his broad back as flat as a bed. So, Yun Ce sat down, opened the wine pot, smelled it, and began to drink, taking sips here and there, sometimes giving the chestnut horse a sip as well.

Cao Kun saw Yun Ce sitting on the mountain of corpses drinking. He didn't come over. In fact, not only he saw him, but many of Cao's cavalrymen saw him too. Similarly, they weren't in the mood to come over and greet Yun Ce.

It is said that only demon kings sit on thrones made of corpses, and right now, there is a demon king sitting on a throne of flesh and blood that he himself forged, drinking wine.

This Yun Ce is the Demon King, not the Yun Ce who always has a smile on his face. The two look exactly the same, but in reality, they are no longer the same.

Cao's cavalry roared across the battlefield to pursue Yan Fei's troops who were fleeing to Xiangcheng, leaving Yun Ce to enjoy the cruel battlefield all to himself.

"Come out for a drink." Yun Ce's weary voice suddenly rang out on the battlefield filled with small whirlwinds.

Immediately, a corpse was pushed aside, and a man dressed in ordinary leather armor with a blood-covered face stood up from the pile of corpses, breathing in fresh air. Perhaps he was breathing too heavily, because he coughed violently a few times. After his breathing calmed down, he turned to look at Yun Ce and asked, "Can I still live?"

Yun Ce said, "I want Xiangcheng to be my market."

Yan Fei nodded and said, "You alone have won the honors of being the first to charge, beheading generals, breaking through enemy lines, and capturing the flag. You deserve the top credit for breaking through enemy lines and beheading generals. Logically speaking, Xiangcheng should be yours."

Yun Ce raised the wine jug in his hand and said, "Come and have a sip."

Yan Fei did not refuse upon hearing this, and walked over, looking at the corpse under Yun Ce's buttocks, and said: "You are sitting on the back of my top general, Zuo Du. He used to tell me that his back is broad and can carry a king."

I didn't believe it before, but now I think what he said makes a lot of sense.

Yun Ce tossed the wine jug to Yan Fei and said, "How did you betray Tan Shou?"

Yan Fei laughed and said, "In the battle at Hekou, I, Yan Fei, also earned the merit of beheading a general. Tan Shou was reluctant to give me Yangdu City at Hekou, so he sent me back to help him maintain the security of the northern border. Don't you think he's courting death?"

They don't give me the rewards I deserve, and they're not worried at all about my dissatisfaction. They even entrust me with important tasks. Isn't that ridiculous?

Yun Ce nodded and said, "That's actually normal. Tan Shou probably thinks that you have the opportunity to gain some military merits and live a life of luxury because you command his army. You can't be resentful just because he didn't give you Yangdu City. You should continue to be grateful to him and be loyal to him to the death."

Many nobles have made this mistake and suffered the consequences many times, yet they never know how to repent.

Yan Fei took a sip of wine, tossed the wine pot back to Yun Ce, and laughed, "I hope Cao Kun won't make this mistake."

Yun Ce nodded and said, "Yes, I also hope that Cao Kun will not make such a mistake. Tell me about your family. How would you like me to make arrangements for them?"

Yan Fei looked at the Cao family cavalry who had followed the fleeing soldiers into Xiangcheng, and shook his head forlornly, saying, "You have no chance to contact my family, and Cao Kun will not leave them to you. If, and I mean if, Cao Kun did not kill my family, but instead recruited them out of fear of you, I hope that when you face my third son, Yan Rong, you can spare his life."

Therefore, I hid some things in the basement of a place called Weimeiju in Qilipu. Now, those things are yours. If you also have a fondness for beautiful women, and the owner of Weimeiju is quite handsome, you can also take those with you.

Yun Ce thought for a moment and said, "Alright, if Yan Rong comes looking for revenge, I can spare his life three times. Also, does your woman know about the treasure hidden at Wei Mei Ju?"

Yan Fei laughed heartily and said, "How can a woman be entrusted with important matters?"

Yun Ce shook his head and said, "That's not right. All my wealth is in my wife's hands."

"Hahaha," Yan Fei laughed three times, and said to Yun Ce, "I'm on my way now, you can have my head." Yun Ce smiled and said, "You still have some very valuable things on you, I can't afford to waste them."

Yan Fei watched as silver tentacles emerged from Yun Ce's wrist and instantly landed on him. He looked at Yun Ce in horror and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Gouzi was busy, and Yun Ce was busy too. He was busy cooking porridge. He had exhausted himself today and his stomach was empty. He took out a frying pan, put in some rice, lit the fire, added water, and started cooking porridge.

Once rice porridge is cooked until very soft, it becomes glycosylated, making it the best tonic for people who are extremely tired. It can also quickly raise blood sugar and make people feel refreshed.

The dog thoroughly explored Yan Fei's body, which took a long time. Because it was a meticulous search, apart from Yan Fei's head, the rest of his body was reduced to ashes by the dog.

"The total amount of internal energy is no more than that of three thousand generals, which is less than the amount that Yu Sang stored before her death. There is nothing special about it. You can say that you broke even this time."

While the dog was talking, Yun Ce was stirring the porridge with a spoon. The secret to making a good pot of porridge is stirring. When the body desperately needs sugar, a good pot of porridge is as important as conquering a city.

"It's alright, this result is already very good. To be honest, I'm not very comfortable with using such methods on the Han people. We can store it again after the Guifang people arrive."

"A corpse is just a corpse. When people are alive, they can be divided into Han Chinese and Guifang people, but once they are dead, what difference is there?"

"You are an artificial intelligence, there are some things you don't understand. Do you know what it means to be 'born a Han Chinese, die a Han Chinese ghost'?"

The dog said, "That's too extreme."

Yun Ce laughed and said, "If we don't go to extremes, do you think the Han people can thrive for thousands of years on Earth and never perish, and that the Han people here can also continue for thousands of years?"

The dog remained silent for a moment, perhaps because its algorithm was not yet capable of supporting its emotional but illogical thinking.

It was strange to sit amidst a pile of corpses and drink plain porridge, but Yun Ce didn't care. He was waiting for Cao Kun to come to him. Only here were there corpses scattered everywhere, and only these corpses could dispel Cao Kun's bad intentions and make him give him what was due according to the merits of the Han army.

If the location is changed, the deterrent effect will be reduced by at least 90%.

Yun Ce knew that his strength was really limited. The five hundred cavalrymen led by Qin Shu were not much better than Cao's elite cavalry. The real deterrent was the bombs that this cavalry was equipped with. However, although bombs are powerful, the enemy will eventually come up with a way to deal with them after suffering losses a few times.

It is not a long-term deterrent.

Now, Yun Ce has used the corpses scattered all over the place to package himself as a lone wolf, a kind of intimidating force. For a large family like Cao Kun's, the intimidation of a powerful lone wolf is greater than that of an ordinary family.

Because lone wolves have few weaknesses, the threat posed by a lone wolf like Yun Ce, who has many burdens, is controllable. As long as he is not excessively provoked, his lone wolf attributes will not emerge.

If Yun Ce was able to kill generals and seize flags on a battlefield besieged by six thousand men, then he might not be unable to take the head of the family patriarch amidst heavy guard.

Yun Ce, who also came from a prestigious family, could hardly be unaware of what a prestigious family was. Prestigious families could use other people's lives to fight and be ruthless, but if it came to using their own lives, they would rather forget about it.

As evening fell, Cao Kun, surrounded by a hundred or so guards, arrived at the battlefield once again. At that time, Yun Ce and his chestnut horse were cleaning up the battlefield.

The chestnut horse was responsible for chasing down the scattered horses, while Yun Ce was responsible for collecting armor and weapons from the battlefield. When Cao Kun saw Yun Ce bundle the collected lances together and tie them to the back of a horse, he couldn't help but say, "You don't need to do this."

Yun Ce wiped the blood and mud from his face and said, "Don't talk like that. If I take a little more, my family can have one more bite to eat."

Cao Kun stared at Yan Fei's head, which was resting on the broad back of a corpse, and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Logically speaking, Xiangcheng should be yours..."

Before Cao Kun could continue, Yun Ce interjected, "It should have been mine all along. Not to mention the battle-hardened troops, the merit of beheading the enemy general is obvious. What do you mean by 'should have been mine'? Does anyone have a problem with that?"

Cao Kun earnestly advised, "If I give you Xiangcheng, how will you manage it? Where will you find the manpower to station it?"

Yun Ce smiled and said, "There are many scholars in the family. We can still send out officials and clerks, and we also have some family guards who can maintain order in the city. I think that's enough."

Cao Kun asked, "What if there's a foreign invasion?"

Yun Ce looked at Cao Kun and said, "Whoever invades Xiangcheng, I will kill their entire clan. If I can't kill them in one day, I will kill them in two days. If I can't kill them in two days, I will kill them over ten days. I want to see if they live faster or I kill them faster."

　You see, I continue.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)