usatvline Chapter 246 The Sense of Security Given by the Enemy
Chapter 246 The Sense of Security Given by the Enemy
Yan Nansheng smiled slightly, but there was no joy in that smile, but more of the calmness of a winner.
She stood in the slightly dim bedroom. On the walls around her were hung some totem ornaments that symbolized the glory and power of the Tatars. But at this moment, she seemed a little lonely in this post-war atmosphere.
There were some messy items scattered on the ground, as if there had just been a fierce struggle.
"Very good, King of Tartar, you made a wise choice."
Her voice was clear and powerful, echoing in the empty bedroom and breaking the silence in the room.
There was unquestionable majesty in his words, as if telling the Tatar king that this was his only correct way out.
After saying this, she turned around resolutely, her red cloak swaying gently with her movements, like a burning flame.
The rising sun shone through the window onto her body, casting a golden glow.
Outside the bedroom is a world covered in silver.
Last night's blizzard had just stopped, and the entire palace was covered with thick snow. The roofs and steps were covered with piles of white snow everywhere.
Under the sunlight, the snow sparkles with little lights, like a dream.
Yan Nansheng was like a god of war walking out of this world of ice and snow. Her figure looked particularly tall in the sunlight, like an invincible myth.
She strode out of the bedroom, her boots making a crunching sound on the snow.
In the courtyard of the palace, soldiers were busy clearing the snow. Their figures shuttled through the snow, and the white breath they exhaled quickly dissipated in the cold air.
Yan Nansheng led the soldiers to patrol the palace, her eyes scanning every corner sharply.
The people in the palace looked at her with awe. This young man in red was like a god of war, and they dared not disobey him in the slightest.
After dealing with some affairs of the royal court, Yan Nansheng stood on the city wall of the palace and overlooked the entire royal court.
Below the city wall, there was a busy scene as soldiers were strengthening the defense in an orderly manner.
The grassland in the distance is snow-white and boundless, connecting with the blue sky, forming a magnificent and silent picture.
The blizzard has stopped, but the cold wind is still blowing across the grassland, raising a thin layer of snow mist.
But she did not relax at all. Although the war was temporarily won, she knew that more challenges were waiting for her in the future.
As time went by, Yan Nansheng's aftermath work in the Tatar royal court proceeded in an orderly manner.
On the one hand, she arranged for soldiers to strengthen the defense of the royal court to prevent any unexpected situations.
In the camp, soldiers were busy carrying materials needed for fortifications, and the sound of hammers hitting wooden stakes could be heard one after another.
On the other hand, she wrote a letter to report the situation here to her father.
Thinking of the news that Mo Qing had just brought, my fourth cousin Xie Yunzhan from the Great Zhou had won many victories and the war was going very smoothly.
The Great Zhou had already been frightened by Yan Nansheng, and Yan Nansheng intentionally spread the news of the situation on the battlefields of Tatar and Daqing to the Great Zhou, which completely broke the courage of the Great Zhou. It was only a matter of time before the Great Zhou was conquered.
When Yan Nansheng was patrolling the grassland, he discovered that there were many tribes on the grassland, and the Tatars were the most brave among them.
They are brutal by nature, and their means of unifying the various tribes on the grassland are violence.
On the grassland, tents are scattered around, and under the cover of snow, they look like white mushrooms.
The roads between the tribes were buried in snow, leaving only some vague traces.
When other tribes heard that the Tatar royal court had fallen, they cheered and celebrated secretly at home.
Logically speaking, the Daqing people were their enemies, but under the long-term brutal rule of the Tatar tribes, they had long hated the Tatar king in their hearts.
Could the outcome be worse than what they have now?
Other tribes on the grassland also discovered that Daqing’s army had entered the grassland and set up camp.
But Daqing only sent a small team to patrol the grassland. If they went out to look for food and encountered Daqing soldiers, they would not be caught and beaten, and their belongings and food would not be taken away, as they would be if they encountered Tatar soldiers.
In the past, if a woman in the family was seen by Tatar soldiers, she would almost never come back alive.
Therefore, those who go out to look for food are usually the men in the family.
When the Daqing soldiers saw them, they just looked at them warily and did not approach them. They just signaled them to go away quickly.
This made the tribes on the grassland suddenly feel at ease.
It's funny to feel safe in your enemy.
In the world of ice and snow, the wind howled, as if telling endless sorrow.
Yan Nansheng rode his horse and slowly moved forward on this vast land.
Yan Nansheng rode on a horse and led a team of twenty people to walk arduously in the snow.
She was wearing armor and a red cape, looking heroic, but she couldn't hide the solemnity between her brows.
The weather today is extremely cold. Snowflakes are falling heavily, covering the earth with a layer of silver.
All around was a silent white world, with only the sound of horse hooves stepping on the snow.
Suddenly she heard a faint cry for help.
"I'll go take a look ahead. You guys form teams of five and spread out to patrol." Her voice sounded particularly firm in the cold wind.
"Yes!"
Yan Nansheng rode his horse forward. After about a quarter of an hour, the cries for help became increasingly faint.
She calmed her mind and released her mental power, covering an area of ten miles in radius.
At this moment, it seemed that there were only her and the vast snowfield left in the world.
"found it!"
She felt an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart and drove her horse closer.
After arriving at the destination, Yan Nansheng jumped off his horse and walked towards a flat ground covered with snow.
"Master, the scan shows a pit about two meters deep ahead." Roubao's voice came from behind.
Yan Nansheng had already allowed Roubao to transform into a physical entity and come out for some fresh air.
Yan Nansheng glanced at Roubao who was having fun in the snow. It was covered in snow leopard fur, which fitted it perfectly with the environment. It was like a lively elf in the snow, adding a touch of vitality to this cold world.
Looking at the vast expanse of white in front of you, if you don’t look carefully, you won’t realize that this is a pit, and there are more than a dozen people inside.
Yan Nansheng's nose wrinkled slightly, "It smells like blood."
"Roubao, come here, roll around." Yan Nansheng waved at Roubao.
"Okay~" Meat Bun's body instantly became huge and jumped up and jumped into the pit.
The wind created by his body blew the snowflakes, which were not solid to begin with, into the air. They fluttered around in the pit for a few times, and soon the situation inside the pit became clear.