Distant Mountain Battle Song

Chapter 321 Nana's War

The procession was enormous; as far as the eye could see, it stretched for no less than a hundred miles.

Even if it's a hundred miles, it's not the end of this journey; the end of the journey is blocked by mountains.

"The Guifang people have finally begun their southern expedition."

After finishing the last bite of his meal, Yun Ce threw the bowl into the Dragon Ball and couldn't help but sigh.

The dog asked, "What do you plan to do? Throw the dragon egg into this group?"

Yun Ce shook his head and said, "Dragons are intelligent beings. They might be fooled the first time, but the second and third time, they will only suffer the consequences."

Gouzi said, "Are you worried that if you throw the dragon egg into this group, the dragon will attack Iron Enclosure Pass instead?"

Yun Ce nodded and said, "Whoever benefits is the murderer. This is a universal law. And dragons don't need evidence when they do things; they only need to feel that way."

The strategy you devised last time was hasty and crude, which ironically made it seem more real to the conspirators…

The dog paused for a moment and said, "You're right. Dragons are too powerful and too uncontrollable. If we try to play with dragons at this time, it's like letting a two-year-old handle a bomb. There are too many uncontrollable factors."

Yun Ce thought Gouzi's analysis made a lot of sense.

After observing carefully for a while, Gouzi said to Yun Ce, "Look, those rangers, they guard the left and right sides of the formation, some forward, some backward, and they intersect in the middle. They seem to be unorganized, like a group of scattered soldiers. I even think that they may serve as rangers voluntarily."

"This is a great opportunity. Why don't you sneak in?"

Yun Ce frowned and asked, "Me, sneak in?"

Gouzi said, "Yeah, we should sneak in. Since the Guifang people have mobilized such a large force, the Han side should already know about this situation. Going back to report won't do any good. It's better to sneak in and take a look."

Yun Ce looked up at the black-feathered eagle circling overhead, waved his hand, and the foolish eagle swooped down from the sky like an arrow. A moment later, it squatted down next to Yun Ce and preened its feathers with its beak.

Yun Ce wrote a letter, tied it to the wing of the black-haired eagle, and waved it back to Yun Clan Manor. The letter was addressed to E Ji, reporting that everything was alright and informing her of the news that the Gui Fang army was marching south. He instructed them to store as much food and supplies as possible so that once the Gui Fang people actually arrived at Yun Clan Manor, everyone would retreat to Jin Suo Guan.

The black-haired eagle found Yun Ce, and the chestnut horse naturally followed. Upon seeing the chestnut horse again, Yun Ce truly felt as if he had been through another world. He held the chestnut horse's long face tenderly for a while, then patted its neck twice, signaling it to go back with the black-haired eagle.

We don't need it here yet.

Looking at the chestnut horse's satin-like fur, which shone like fire in the sunlight, the dog exclaimed, "What a beautiful creature!"

After saying that, he moved his tentacles, turned around and looked at the dark marching army below the mountain, and said again: "Beauty is worthless in the face of savagery."

Yun Ce nodded. Gouzi was right. Humans have been destroying beautiful things for tens of thousands of years and are very skilled at it.

He now knows that life is beautiful, yet he is still prepared to destroy and trample on it, simply because this beauty does not belong to him and is therefore meaningless; destruction is the only right path.

A ranger wearing half-armor passed under the tree where Yun Ce was crouching and was crushed to death by Yun Ce, who jumped down from the tree. He was a very healthy young man with a face that had the distinctive features of the Guifang people. His hair was slightly curly, but other than that, he was no different from a Han Chinese.

His body was burned to ashes by the Shehuo fire, and his half-armor was worn by Yun Ce. The great horned horse he rode stood quietly in place, watching Yun Ce turn its former master to ashes, unmoved.

The wildebeest's genes are probably related to sheep; these creatures are naturally heartless and foolish.

The young man from Guifang used a lance as his main weapon and an axe as his secondary weapon. He also carried a bow and arrows, as well as a large leather bag, on his horse.

Inside the leather bag was a roll of leather cord, several pieces of naan bread, a small bag of roasted snow wheat flour, a piece of pale yellow cheese, a small water bag, and a small copper wine jug with a string of five-colored beads attached to its lid, showing that the dead ranger had cherished it.

As for the change of clothes inside, Yun Ce threw them away casually.

Finally, what was taken out of the leather bag was a metal waist tag. The front of the tag had the three characters "Black Mountain Order" written on it, and the back was engraved with the three seal characters "Lin Yuluo".

It was obvious that the guy who had just been turned to ashes by Yun Ce was named Lin Yuluo.

Rain is falling in the woods; it must be a beautiful sight.

However, now that he has turned to ashes, he will only become fertilizer for the forest after being soaked by rainwater.

After Yun Ce finished packing his leather bag, he rode his gentle horned horse toward the vast marching procession. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was less of an army and more of a migrating tribal group. The oxcarts were loaded with goods, and many people sat on them; children were at the highest point, women sat between the goods, and the carts were driven by elderly men with faces etched with deep lines, like those carved by a knife and axe.

When Yun Ce rode his horned horse past the oxcart, some women would throw him pieces of roasted plant stems. Yun Ce would catch them and wave at the women or children who threw him the food, making it impossible to tell that he was the culprit behind the deaths of eight million Gui Fang people.

Yun Ce ran to the front of the procession, where he saw the leading bull knights and tens of thousands of armored knights. He also ran to the back of the procession and saw large flocks of sheep, cattle, horses, and herds of herbivores he had never seen before.

Dogzi did a rough calculation and found that the total number of people in this team alone exceeded 500,000. If such a group were placed in ancient times in the ancestral land, it could definitely be called a million-strong army.

As night fell, a low horn sounded from the front of the procession. Yun Ce noticed that the rangers who had been on guard on both sides of the procession were retreating, and the procession slowly came to a stop. The Guifang people on the oxcarts, horse-drawn carts, and sheep-drawn carts got off and began to set up camp along the Qingshui River.

Not seeing the rangers assemble, they left this side of the riverbank and all came to the other side of the column, warily eyeing the vast land.

After the people in the procession connected all the various carts together, forming a long line of carts facing the distant mountains, the rangers dismounted one by one, took the horse feed from the carts, and fetched water to feed their mounts.

Yun Ce did the same thing. As he was taking horse feed from a carriage, an old man with a weathered face helped him take the feed and said, "Young eagle, when can we build our nest in peace?"

Before Yun Ce could answer, a girl riding on a piece of cargo shouted, "I don't want to build my nest here. I want to go to the warm south. I heard that the people there have never seen wind and snow. Grain grows all over the hillsides. When people are full, they sing and dance. When they are tired of singing and dancing, they lie down on the spot. There is not a speck of dust on the ground. The moonlight covers everyone like a blanket."

When the sun rises again, we can continue eating, drinking, singing, and dancing.

Grandpa, only a place like that can be our safe haven.

Seeing that Yun Ce remained silent, the old man sighed and said, "Where would you find such a good place? People have no food if they don't work. This is the most important principle everywhere."

The little girl pouted and said unhappily, "That's what the singer said about the Han people in the song. They're all as fat as pigs. I heard they can't even dance anymore."

Such a person does not deserve to occupy the best place.

Brother, are you right?

Yun Ce nodded seriously and said, "Of course such a fat pig doesn't deserve it."

With Yun Ce's support, the little girl stood on the goods, hands on her hips, and shouted, "We must kill all the Han people! Only hardworking people like us deserve to live on that land!"

The old man looked worriedly at the little girl swaying her waist as she stepped on the goods, then turned to Yun Ce and said, "The Han people are very strong, not as weak as Nana thinks. If you fight against the Han people, you must never think that you are stronger than them, or you will die."

Yun Ce nodded and asked, "Have you fought against the Han people?"

The old man sighed and said, "Forty years ago, we fought several battles at Tiewei Pass."

Yun Ce opened his arms, letting the great horned horse eat the horse feed in his hand, and asked with a hint of curiosity, "Did you win?"

The old man popped a bean into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and after a long while said, "Many people have died."

Yun Ce laughed and asked, "Did many Han people die?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Of our hundred-man team, only six made it back to our hometown alive."

Yun Ce said, "This time we have a lot of people."

The old man turned around, adjusting the pins on the cart shaft, and said softly, "There are many people, and many die. But there's nothing we can do. A great plague broke out in Beifeng City, and I heard that everyone within a thousand miles has died."

At this point, the old man straightened up again and said, "Our home is no longer safe. There are Black Demons in the north, and an epidemic has broken out in Northwind City. There is less and less food to be found in the wilderness, and more and more tribes are going hungry. Because of the lack of food, the population of the tribe has not increased for six years."

"What else can we do if we don't head south?"

Yun Cejue thought the old man's words made a lot of sense. If he were in that situation, he would also try to seize it, and perhaps even more fiercely.

Yun Ce lit a fire, took out a piece of meat from the Dragon Ball, and waited for the fire to turn into charcoal. He then sat down by the charcoal and used a twig to skewer the meat and roast it.

Good roast meat only needs a little salt, and the meat in Yun Ce's hands was naturally the best. When the fine salt fell on the roast meat, he heard a loud slurping sound.

(End of this chapter)