Chapter 794 – The World Is Infinite, So Never Stop, Whether Day or Night (1/2)
Chapter 794 – The World Is Infinite, So Never Stop, Whether Day or Night
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The bodyguard ran straight into Nanke, so surely heads should have broken, blood should have flowed, and meat soup should have flown, yet such a scene did not take place.
Nanke remained standing where she originally was, the bowl of meat soup gripped firmly in her hand, while the bodyguard had already passed her position.
This was very strange. The bodyguard had no idea what had just occurred, and rubbed his head in confusion.
Luo Bu's pupils constricted, as he had been able to clearly make out what had just occurred. Just when the bodyguard was about to run into Nanke, Nanke took two steps back. After the bodyguard ran past, she stepped forward into her original position. All this had been done silently, as if she was a wraith, as if she had never moved at all.
Not even that great general who had plowed the fields outside White Emperor City, Jin Yulu, would have been able to move with such lightning-fast speed or use such a monstrous movement technique.
With his vast experience, even he knew of only one woman in the world who possessed such speed, and she certainly could not be this little girl.
Luo Bu calmly glanced at Nanke, then turned to his bodyguard and asked, ”What's happened?”
”Retreat…retreat…the demons have retreated!”
The bodyguard gasped as he spoke, wearing an expression of mixed joy and confusion.
From every perspective, the demons' retreat was a good thing, a matter worth being happy about, even ecstatic, but…it was too sudden.
Just like the bodyguard and the vast majority of soldiers at Sloping Cliff Horse Farm, countless numbers of people in the Mount Song Army headquarters, in Black Mountain Army headquarters, in Blue Pass and Snowhold Pass, and even in the distant capital were shocked and happy at this abrupt news, after which they began to feel a few strange emotions.
Two years ago, when this war began, the coup of the Mausoleum of Books and the following turmoil in the Imperial Court had caused the Great Zhou Dynasty to be inadequately prepared, allowing the Demon Army to gain the advantage. Afterwards however, the two sides entered a long stalemate, with the Human race even gaining back a little advantage. The Demon Army, including its wolf cavalry, suffered heavy losses on the snowy plains and had still not derived any benefit from this war. Under these circumstances, how could the demons retreat first?
Just what was the Demon Lord thinking? And what was that Military Advisor Black Robe, famed for his scheming, thinking? Were they fighting this war for two years just to mess around, or was it to flaunt the new lord's martial prowess and firm up his position in Xuelao City?
Luo Bu was also rather surprised upon hearing this news. He had just heard the news that Divine General Ning Shiwei of the Mount Song Army had died, and did not know any more of the story.
Only Chen Changsheng was well aware of why the demons had retreated.
A bit more than two years ago, a coup took place in the Mausoleum of Books near the capital, while a bloody rebellion took place in Xuelao City.
The Demon Army abruptly began moving south, but it was not to take the lands and riches of the Human race; it was to seek out the Demon Lord, simultaneously concealing Xuelao City's true intent. To the new Demon Lord, Black Robe, and the Demon Commander, as long as they could kill the Demon Lord, what did one war and hundreds of thousands of dead matter?
On that night, the Demon Lord had finally died in that garden nestled in Mount Han, so what reason did the Demon Army have to stay?
Even now, only a select few people in the world knew the true reason for the Demon Army's retreat. Many soldiers were rather perplexed, while people like Zhexiu and Guan Feibai were quite displeased. In the end, however, this was still a matter worth celebrating, and even a place as remote as Sloping Cliff Horse Farm received a victory reward from the Mount Song Army headquarters.
Amongst this far-from-generous reward, what the soldiers most welcomed was two carriages carrying wyvern meat. Wyverns were not true dragons, but monsters native to Mount Han widely known for the delicacy and tenderness of their meat. It was regarded by the gourmets of the world as the perfect companion to alcohol.
After nightfall, ten-some bonfires were lit amongst the mountains, with the wyvern meat suspended over the spits and exuding an exotic yet not oily fragrance from the fat.
A faint ruckus could be heard from the distant horse herd, perhaps because they were in breeding season and the extra frost grass had stirred even more impulses in them.
Chen Changsheng sat by a bonfire with a plate in his hands, two pieces of freshly-roasted wyvern meat on it.
The meat had been personally roasted by Nanke and the edges were somewhat scorched, but it was still edible.
He looked to his side and saw Nanke happily gnawing away, her small face covered in oil.
He suddenly thought that if Zhizhi were here, she would definitely be very angry, and what of Yourong?
Then he remembered that that guy called Qiushan Jun had the blood of the true Dragon.
For some reason, this thought made him happy and the meat on the plate somewhat more fragrant.
As the night deepened, the countless stars shone their light on the mountains. The horses fell quiet while the soldiers by their bonfires continued eating and drinking, constantly cheering and joking.
Chen Changsheng noticed that he had not seen Luo Bu this entire time.