Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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The heartbeat under the jade pendant suddenly accelerated.
No one knew how important this little deer was to Lin Xin than Shen Lou. He couldn’t help but kiss the top of Lin Xin’s hair and whisper: “I will treat it well.”
Lin Xin stood up and poked Shen Lou’s chest with one finger: “It’s not about treating it well, it’s about treating me well.”
“Don’t I treat you well?” Shen Lou held Lin Xin’s waist and smiled slightly.
“No,” Lin Xin said categorically, leaning into Shen Lou’s ear and saying pitifully, “You’re not even willing to feed me.”
“Well…” Shen Lou snorted. He had already endured until now, but when he was unable to bear these words, he gritted his teeth, hugged Lin Xin, and quickly turned over.
“Tsk, you are having fun on the battlefield. The marshal is not afraid of being criticized?” Lin Xin sandwiched Shen Lou’s waist with his legs and pressed hard against him. Lin Xin smiled like a cat.
Shen Lou chased after him and blocked the mouth that kept teasing him, “Reputation and prestige are all in vain, and if I have you, it doesn’t matter if I don’t have that.”
These words were obviously directed at Lin Xin’s words. In this situation, these words were unexpectedly… moving. Lin Xin licked his lips and took the initiative to greet him.
Even so, Lin Xin still took Shen Lou’s reputation into consideration and bit his forearm, trying his best not to make a sound. Sweat dripped down his fingertips, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. When he couldn’t bear it any more, he let out a few sobs, which he quickly swallowed with all his strength.
The more forbearing you are, the more seductive you are. Shen Lou couldn’t control his strength several times. It wasn’t until Lin Xin softly begged for mercy that he came back to his senses and slowed down a little.
The little guard sitting outside the tent blushed and listened to the “squeaking” sound of the bed board until the fifth watch.
The result of the moment of pleasure was that Lin Xin failed to get up the next day.
Shen Lou kissed his red eyes, covered him with a quilt, and went out feeling refreshed.
Lin Xin popped his head out from under the quilt, yawned, and stared at Shen Lou’s steady back. He couldn’t help but sigh, this Shen Qingque was truly the number one person in Dayong, he was energetic even after only one hour of sleep.
Huang Ge came back from transferring food from Huan Xinghai, and he and Mr. Dong were blindly analyzing the situation outside the map. Now there was plenty of food and grass, but Luli was in short supply. Wuyang Ridge was easy to defend but difficult to attack, and Wen Shilan was also there.
“Why does the Duke not go to the north of Yinshan Mountain? He just stays here and seems to be waiting for the barbarians to come for peace talks.” Dong Shechuan sighed.
“Sir, you forget that the barbarians have that damn thing in their hands. The old Duke is still on his sick bed.” Huang Ge heard that Mr. Dong did not agree with Shen Lou’s approach and immediately explained, “Our Duke has been planning everything well since he was young. It’s definitely right to fight like this.”
The little guard came in with Ren San, who had bought roast chicken after travelling for a day and a night, and reminded the two people who were talking loudly, “The Marquis is still asleep.”
“Ah? The Marquis!” Huang Ge was startled and immediately covered his mouth.
Lin Xin walked out with his coat on, leaned on the marshal’s seat and waved lazily, “It doesn’t matter, you continue.”
Ren San put the already cool roast chicken on the brazier to heat it up and brought a pot of wine to Lin Xin.
After the hard work of the battle, several people in the tent had not tasted such delicious food for a long time, and their mouths were filled with salivation due to the burnt aroma.
Lin Xin did not have the habit of being considerate to his subordinates, so he slowly ate roast chicken with warm wine, “I have suffered a physical injury and must make up for it.”
“Master Marquis’ face is not very good, so he should eat something good.” Dong Shechuan said seriously.
Huang Ge saw the red marks on Lin Xin’s neck at a glance, blushed and dared not speak.
The tent suddenly became quiet, and only the sound of Lin Xin eating chicken and drinking was left. After a while, Lin Xin spoke again: “This battle must be fought, and it must be fought in the king’s tent of Uluolun Heruo. As for the reason, you have also seen, how long did it take my master to save the old man?”
“Acupuncture was applied for three days, and he was always under guard…” Dong Shechuan suddenly woke up in the middle of his words.
Suppressing the Devouring Spirit was not easy. Once it broke out, Zhu Xingli alone could not save it. Shen Lou’s words were just to stabilize the morale of the army. There was only one Zhu Xingli in the world, but the barbarians had countless soul-eaters. If they didn’t get rid of the root causes, Dayong would be destroyed sooner or later.
Lin Xin gathered up his robe and slowly took a sip of wine. He was too sleepy to say anything. He ate the whole roast chicken, smacked his lips, turned around and went to sleep behind the map.
“Report – there are many barbarians ambushing us and the vanguard army is trapped. The marshal ordered the middle army to go to support!”
“General, take the order!”
A nervous notification sounded outside the tent, and the middle army was dispatched to rescue the trapped soldiers in a mighty manner. Lin Xin lay on the pillow and took a deep breath.
Shen Lou was trapped in Wuyang Ridge, and huge trees and rolling stones kept falling from the mountain. Immortal soldiers walked on both sides, using their spiritual power to split giant trees and blow up rolling rocks, protecting the mortal soldiers in the middle.
The originally frightened mortal soldiers calmed down and changed their formations according to Shen Lou’s order, moving forward staggering in a yoke formation to reduce casualties. When Shen Lou used his troops, he never treated ordinary people as firewood for the furnace. Although immortal soldiers were useful, but the number was too small. In the end, the victory would be decided by mortal soldiers.
The situation was not bad, but Luli‘s consumption had accelerated a bit.
The reinforcements of the middle route army quickly went in place and fought against the barbarians. Shen Lou rode his horse and stood on a high place, frowning at the barbarians swarming towards him, as there was no sign of Wen Shilan.
Outside the camp, there was the back side of the slope that no one could see. Lin Xin was wearing a sapphire blue robe with wide sleeves, a sword hanging on his waist, and his eyes were calmly looking at Wen Shilan who had suddenly appeared.
“The Khan ordered me to take you to see him.” Wen Shilan’s face was gloomy, and his blue eyes seemed to have been washed by muddy water, showing turbid complexity.
“Then you must have had a hard time.” Lin Xin raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.
Wen Shilan threw him a piece of cloth and motioned for him to cover his eyes. The location of the king’s tent could not be known by Dayong people.
There was a saying in Beimo, “Uluolun’s golden tent, the eyeball of the god”, which was easy to find. The last time Shen Lou went as an envoy to the Northern Territory to meet Uluolun Heruo, it was at the palace south of Yinshan Mountain, not the real royal tent.
Lin Xin obediently covered his eyes and allowed Wen Shilan to catch him, then jumped on the Wolf-Slaying Sword and stood up from the ground. The wind whistled in his ears, Lin Xin lowered his eyes and looked at the ground through the gap between the bridge of his nose. Wen Shilan took him far away from the battlefield, heading east, and then turned north.
This blindfolding technique was learned from his master when playing hide and seek when he was a child. Every time it was Zhu Xingli’s turn to be blindfolded, he could always catch his apprentice quickly, relying on this unsophisticated binding method.
“Wen Shilan, why did you say you didn’t want to see me again last time?” Lin Xin was not at all nervous about stepping into the dragon’s den and was chatting with Wen Shilan happily.
“You are seeking death yourself.” Wen Shilan’s reply was completely different from the horse’s mouth.
Lin Xin nodded seriously, as if he understood, and then asked: “Does Khan believe in you more, or the great witch?”
Wen Shilan’s muscles all over his body stiffened slightly, and he suddenly pinched Lin Xin’s throat: “Boy, don’t make a mistake!”
Lin Xin’s shot was like lightning, and he quickly flicked towards Wen Shilan’s wrist, struck it with spiritual power, and easily pushed Wen Shilan’s hand away: “Move against me again and I’ll chop off your claws!”
The two of them competed all the way, when stumbling around, they finally reached the king’s tent.
Lin Xin pulled apart the cloth in front of his eyes and squinted his eyes under the glare of the sun. People in Beimo were accustomed to living in tents, which was convenient for them to herd horses and sheep and move around at any time. As the khan of the desert, Uluolun Heruo didn’t have to live in a tent at all, but he still lived in a tent.
The tent woven with gold silk was set up on a round platform made of white marble and was heavily guarded. The guards stopped Lin Xin and asked him to take off all the Luli on his body.
Wen Shilan pulled out the wolf-slaying knife and removed all seven Lulis. The guards held them with both hands and bowed in salute.
Even Wen Shilan had to remove Luli? Lin Xin was puzzled. Uluolun Heruo was a great hero who single-handedly unified all the tribes in the Northern Desert. Would he be so cautious as to guard against his own general?
Obediently taking off the Luli from Yanggu, he also took off the brocade bag containing the Luli from his waist. Lin Xin sneered: “I heard that Khan is invincible in battles, and his spiritual power is comparable to the ancient gods. How dare he be afraid of me? A young man who has just worn his crown[1].”
Hearing this, the barbarian guards all drew their swords.
Lin Xin unsheathed his sword, snatched a piece of Luli and put it back on the hilt, then fended off the hand of the guard who asked for his spiritual sword: “I am a guest, not your prisoner. Don’t push me too far!”
With the spiritual sword in his hand where he seemed ready to leave at any time, the guards were at a loss.
A clear and powerful voice came from the tent: “Please come in, Lin Xin, don’t be too troublesome.”
Lin Xin snorted, sheathed his sword, and walked into the king’s tent with a swagger. The sun was shining brightly outside, but it was dark inside the tent. Lin Xin opened the curtain and went inside. It took him a moment to get used to it before he could see clearly.
The ground was covered with a thick woollen blanket with an intricate and magnificent pattern woven on it. On the high platform made of wood, there was a large throne, and the bearded Uluolun Heruo sat on it with a golden sword by his side.
Behind it was a dark screen with shining spots of light. On the left side of the throne stood a golden lampstand that was half a man tall. The exquisite lampshade flickered on and off, and no one knew what kind of strange lamp oil was used to light it. The great wizard, wearing a black hooded robe, stood on the right side. The hood covered his eyes, revealing only his bloody red lips and a pale chin.
This situation did not look like a khan’s royal tent at all, but more like the headquarters of some demon sect.
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[1] The Guan Li is the Confucian coming of age ceremony. According to the Li Ji (lit. ‘Book of Rites’), it is only after the coming of age ceremonies that young people could call themselves adults and could share social responsibilities.