Chapter 242: Delivering the Medicine (1/2)
Translator: Flying Lines
A cold gleam flickered in General Zhang’s eyes. “What do you mean?”
“The woods are filled with swamps which could bury people alive. If our army march forward, the soldiers will undoubtedly be entrapped. However, if we only send a few of our elites, they will definitely be captured alive by our enemies outside the woods...” Murong Xue said in a low-pitched voice with a meaningful stare.
Though the traps in the woods, as well as the guards outside who seemed ordinary, the deployment was sophisticated, which made it impossible for the Qingyan army to pass through the woods. Stopping 300,000 Qing Yan soldiers merely with several hundred guards, Gong Qianyu was a rare talent in army deployment.
General Zhang stared at the traps with a heavy frown. Would they be detained by the damn woods forever?
The smell of blood found its way to their nostrils with the help of the wind, chilling them to the bone in the hot summer. One of the petrified deputies suggested in a hurry, “General, since it’s too late, we might as well return to the camp and make a new plan later!”
“All right.” General Zhang nodded before turning around and striding back with his deputies and private guards.
Having stepped out of the woods, Murong Xue unhurriedly returned to the solemn military camp smothered in the awful atmosphere.
The stinking mud on Wu Hen and Murong Ye’s clothes had become dry. With their brows knitted, they rushed to the tent for a bath and clean clothes.
Xun Feng suddenly showed up with a letter. “Your Highness, here’s a letter brought by a dove from the capital!”
Responding softly, Ouyang Shaochen opened the letter before glancing over the content with his dark sparkling eyes, his face gradually turning sullen...
“What happened?” Murong Xue stared at him with her eyes wide open.
“Merely some trifles...” Ouyang Shaochen answered casually, his gaze still lingering on the letter.
Murong Xue winked. Ouyang Shaochen never failed to handle trivia easily. There was no need for her to lend a hand...
Enveloped by the heat, Murong Xue felt a little sick, so she walked slowly to the shades nearby, intending to enjoy the scenery...
“Murong Xue, Murong Xue...” There suddenly came a familiar sound. Following the voice, Murong Xue saw Gong Qianyu clad in a black silk robe land quietly on the ground and stride towards her with a graceful smile.
Greatly astonished, Murong Xue looked around before hurrying towards Gong Qianyu and taking him to an unnoticed corner. “Why are you here?” She whispered.
“I noticed that your arm was hurt, so I came here to deliver some meds...” Gong Qianyu murmured as he took out a light blue porcelain bottle. From the faint smell of it, Murong Xue could tell it was the top-level medicine for injuries.
“You came here merely for the medicine?” Murong Xue stared at him with her eyes wide open.
“Of course.” Gong Qianyu nodded.
Murong Xue was speechless. He should be aware that this was his enemies’ military camp, full of soldiers intending to crucify him. How bold he was to break into the camp only to deliver the medicine!