Chapter 518
Chapter 518 Disagreement
As the leader of the merchant caravan had said, the army searched the city all night and found no fewer than a hundred Turks, but not a single one was a woman. As for the beautiful Turkic girl "Yueya'er," it seemed she had indeed left the city.
Unable to avenge the sisters of the Great Hua, Gao Qiu was naturally discontent. He wandered around the city for a day, eventually returning disheartened. Lin Wanrong, on the other hand, seemed completely unbothered. To him, "Yueya'er" was just a beautiful episode on their journey beyond the frontier—a serendipity, like the spring beyond the Great Wall, both as elusive as they were wonderful.
However, there was another matter that left him rather disappointed. After returning to camp, Hu Bugui spent several hours discreetly counting the number of soldiers in each battalion, finding nothing out of the ordinary. There were indeed many good-looking soldiers, but none were the person Lin Wanrong was seeking.
If Fairy Ning was truly by his side, why didn't she reveal herself? Could it be that the one who took action last night was not her? Holding the cold silver needle in his hand, Lin Wanrong's doubts only multiplied, a subtle sense of loss lingering in his heart.
The army rested in Xingqing for a day, replenishing their supplies and rations. The unsettling elements within and around the city also significantly diminished. Early on the third day, aside from the fifty thousand soldiers left in Li Tai's central camp, the armies on the left, center, and right all departed, marching majestically beyond the frontier, crossing the Helan Mountains, and heading directly for Wuyuan.
At that time, it was early spring. While the willows in the south were sprouting new branches, beyond the Great Wall the wind and sand were ruthless. The dust in the sky blurred one's vision, making not just walking difficult for humans but also for the mules and horses.
"Look here. According to the scouts from the front, the vanguard of the Turks is now only about 300 miles away from Wuyuan. Given the speed of their horses, they will arrive by dusk tomorrow at the latest," Xu Zhiqing pointed out on her meticulously crafted map, marking the location of Wuyuan with a tiny red dot. The rivers, mountains, roads, and cities on the map were all drawn in different colors and labeled distinctly, quite simply and clearly. The young Miss Xu had clearly spent a lot of effort on this single map.
"So that means the first battle between Great Hua and the Turks will erupt around this time tomorrow?" Lin Wanrong hummed in agreement, subconsciously shaking his armor. The whistling wind outside the tent entered his ears, leaving him a little anxious yet excited. In the past, when fighting together with Xu Wei against the White Lotus Sect, they had the advantage of numbers. It was essentially the strong bullying the weak, and the outcome was predictable.