The King of the Warring States Era - C34

The sky began to brighten. The eastern sky began to emit the white color of fish belly. The autumn fog was thicker, and strands of fog drifted between the trees. The autumn wind blew, and the yellow grass bent.

Chen Ling led the three thousand man team on a long journey. There were two thousand soldiers and a thousand cavalry unit, all of them under his command, full of familiar faces, all of them young and dark faced. They were about to leave the battlefield for the Daliang City, many of the soldiers had never left the eastern part of the river, and many of the young soldiers’ eyes were filled with an unknown excitement.

“Lieutenant Chen, look, there’s a girl at the top of the mountain. She looks like Sister Su’er!” Jing Yan was only 15 or 16 years old, he had an active personality and good eyesight. After training as a scout for the past two months, he had become even more quick-witted.

Sometimes, falling in love didn’t have to be fierce. As long as it was a good start and a good end, being plain and sweet was also a blessing. It was always better than having a great rise and fall, or parting between life and death!

At this moment, the two of them faced each other in silence. Even though they were separated by several miles, their eyes were like torches as they deeply sucked each other in.

“When the pheasant flies, it releases its feathers; when my heart is gone, I will stop it by my own volition …” A male pheasant flies and sings to the heavens; he exalts a gentleman, but his heart is pure… Look at the other day and the moon and think long and hard. The clouds of the Dao are so far away. “If you don’t want it, why not use it?” Cheng Su’er started to sing a poem softly, the song curling up and down, entwined with love.

The main idea of the poem was: Oh, Jun Lang, the days will flow by, the feelings of a monarch will never end, the journey will be a million miles, when will you be back?

For a moment, Chen Ling was stunned hearing this. This mountain, this scenery, this woman, this song, he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

Chen Ling spurred his horse to continue his march. He knew that if he kept watching like this, it would be difficult for him to move his legs, so he made a quick decision. He turned and rode on the road.

At the peak of the mountain behind them, the melody of a xun slowly rang out. This time, it was no longer desolate and beautiful, but instead, it was a kind of friendship that was intertwined together and floated with the wind.

The great army gradually left, and the figure of her figure disappeared from the vast world.

… ….

Chen Ling commanded the three armies, quickly rushing forward. They advanced to the east, bypassed the Anyi City, and continued to travel along the Wei Di north of the Yellow River, heading towards the direction of the King’s City.

Because most of the soldiers were armored soldiers, their marching speed was not fast enough. They could not travel hundreds of miles a day. Moreover, in order to avoid detection, Xiao Xing would sleep out in the open and send many scouts to the front to scout and reduce the possibility of being ambushed.

Gan Mao was imprisoned inside a caravan, the food and accommodation were being carried out inside the carriage, the inside of the carriage was nailed with iron, and from the outside, the carriage looked extremely ordinary, no one would have thought that the carriage would contain the current famous scholar, the Qin Nation Gan.

After two days of marching, they gradually left the Hedong Plains and entered the Taihang Mountains.

The western side of the ridge turned into a gentle plateau. The mountainous region is cut by the Shouma River, Hutuo River, Zhanghe River, Qinhe River, et al., with many horizontal valleys, known locally as “Xing”, known as “Taixing” in ancient times as “Taihang eight stars”, which are the important channels of the east and west transportation respectively: Jundu, Baoyang, Feihu, Jingxing, Yutang, and Guanjing. These are the eight throat passages of the three provinces, Jin, Ji, and Yu, that traverse the vast and interconnected Taihang Mountains.

There was a town standing tall at the foot of the Taihang Mountains. It was located at the north and northeast of the Taihang Mountains, where the Zhao Nation was located. The road led from the east of the river to the central plain.

was not in a hurry to rush, but instead steadily advanced. Any spies in the distance were like an ordinary army that were returning to the city to gather their food, the sun was about to set, the red clouds shone brightly, and the leaves in the forest were falling.

Dusk was approaching, Chen Ling investigated the surrounding terrain and ordered a camp on the river bank. It was easy to defend and to retreat, convenient for the three armies to cook, the three thousand men began to set up camp.

Just at this moment, Jing Yan rushed back with a group of people. He panted and said, “Lieutenant Chen, several kilometers away in a valley, there is a group of bandits attacking a caravan.