Vol 5 Chapter 33 (2/2)

As Sun Tzu says: A clever general avoids an army when its spirit is keen, but attacks it when it is sluggish and inclined to return. This is the art of studying moods.

The troops at the front have good morale and must not be met head on. Now that I have made it to their heart, the main body will think that I broke through the first few defensive lines alone and will be both shocked and fearful.

As I thought about this, I swept my hair back and stroked my horse’s mane calmly. Honestly, this much is all thanks to my warhorse.

Now then, I must need to deliver another threat–

*Sou*! All of a sudden, a sharp shadow appeared in the corner of my eye and flew at me,

“Wu!” I hurriedly dodged and made the horse step forward. It felt like something sharp just grazed my hair but I didn’t feel any burning sensation so there shouldn’t be any injury.

“Who dares use such hidden weapons!”

Who was that? To be able to shoot something at me from such a distance without me detecting their bloodl.u.s.t.

“Great Han, Yellow Turbans, they’re all just excuses to kill. We are only here to reduce our forced labour. Why else would we want to partic.i.p.ate in bloodshed?”

The words preceded the person. After she finished, a woman who wasn’t wearing the Yellow Turban military uniforms stepped forward from the crowd. She wore a hat with a veuk and had her hair tied in a braided ponytail that extended to her chest. Leaving aside her expression which could be either blank or fearless, her face was truly exquisite. If it weren’t for a scar that extended from below her right eye, her face would be perfect.

No matter how you looked at her, she was different from the rest. As I looked at her, I began to be interested in what kind of person she was.

“Who are you? Could you be the leader of the Yellow Turbans?”

“In short, you could say that.”

“Why aren’t you wearing the Yellow Turban garb? Do you want to stand out?”

“I have a blood feud with the Yellow Turbans and am unwilling to wear it because of my personal reasons.”

“Oh? That’s weird.”

“We are in troubled times now. Nothing seems weird anymore.”

… This fellow is clearly around my age, but her speech is like an elder. She’s probably another plain warrior general.

“You could have taken my life just now with that hidden weapon of yours. Why are you standing before me now, aren’t you afraid I might strike you down here and now?” I dug out my glaive from the ground and slashed down at the girl, parting her fringe.

She was unperturbed however, and calmly took out a red short spear from behind and got into a stance before she replied, “I go with the flow. If I should continue to live, then this won’t be my burial ground.”

… An interesting fellow.

“I am Guan Yu Guan Yun Chang, would you let me know your name?”

“I’m just an ordinary person, why do you need to know my name?” She sank into silence when she finished and only continued when she realised that I was still waiting for her reply, “… My name is Liao Hua, Liao Yuan Jian.”

Liao Hua huh? I’ll remember it.

Looks like a duel is going to happen after all.

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