Chapter 153: Super Large Portion of Dog Food
The carriage bumped along the snowy field. The snow covered the unevenness of the road beneath, making it look flat, but in reality, Wei Wanlan, sitting inside the carriage, was being jolted up and down.
That feeling of abdominal pain, which had emerged since morning, grew worse as time passed.
Because his stomach hurt, he held onto the window frame, resting his head on his arm. The air in the carriage was becoming increasingly stifling and hot; he couldn’t catch his breath.
Maybe the air in the carriage was bad, so he was carsick.
Wei Wanlan looked down at the blazing charcoal basin in the carriage. Incomplete combustion of charcoal produces carbon monoxide. This gas is toxic; in severe cases, it can cause shock and even death.
Wei Wanlan felt he could explain his current physical condition using junior high chemistry knowledge. He pushed open a crack in the window.
Fresh air carrying the scent of ice and snow drilled into Wei Wanlanâs nose. His lungs got a momentary chill, and Wei Wanlanâs mind cleared, feeling the symptoms matched the diagnosis.
Yes. He was just carsick.
Large snowflakes sprinkled into the carriage through the window crack.
Chilly.
He took a few more deep breaths, feeling the situation alleviate further, becoming more convinced his judgment was correct, so Wei Wanlan relaxed a little.
Tang Tuan asked from outside: “Is Your Highness okay?”
Wei Wanlan: “Fine.” Cannot trouble others anymore. “Keep going.”
Tang Tuan had to stay silent.
Midway through the march, it was mealtime. To hurry, the army had no time to stop and cook.
The common practice in the army was for the cooking squad to move the stove onto a military cart. The cooks cooked on the cart while moving. Each soldier was given a bowl of hot dish to eat with the dry rations they carried.
Tang Tuan, afraid Wei Wanlan wasn’t used to the big pot stew, took charge and added several pieces of meat from his own portion to the little Emperor’s, delivering the meal into the carriage.
The little Emperor took it, paired it with sesame bread and mare’s milk, and scarfed down a whole bowl again.
After eating, Wei Wanlan wiped the corners of his mouth gently with a soft cloth, leaned against the carriage wall to sleep, curled into a ball, looking a bit low on energy.
But able to eat and sleep, appetite great. Tang Tuan thought: This should mean nothing big is wrong, right?
The little Emperor who could eat and sleep, however, quickly paid the price for overeating after falling asleep.
Dizzy and heavy-headed, he found he wanted to vomit.
The food he just ate wasn’t digesting at all, all queuing up to block his throat.
Wei Wanlan absolutely couldn’t vomit inside someone’s brand new, clean carriage. So he endured, endured until his chest was stuffy and bloated. His heart seemed to be swelling with something, a vague indescribable emotion, also blocking him fully like indigestion.
He barely made it to dinnertime.
When Tang Tuan came to feed him again, he really dared not eat anymore.
As soon as the carriage stopped, he jumped down, stumbled to a quiet corner, and retched up everything he ate all day because the smell of horse manure under the heavy snow made him nauseous.
…Only then did he feel a few degrees fresher.
Today’s carsickness was exceptionally severe.
Wei Wanlanâs nose bridge and eye sockets were sour. He still hurried back to the carriage after dealing with his situation.
Tang Tuan was still standing by the carriage holding dinner, not moving from his spot. Seeing Wei Wanlan, he asked frantically: “What happened to Your Highness just now? Really don’t need a doctor?”
Wei Wanlan felt terrible but didn’t take it seriously, knowing it wasn’t a major illness:
“Motion sickness.”
Tang Tuan understood. He was just about to order the Prince of Chengen’s vehicle to drive slower.
Wei Wanlan stopped him hurriedly: “No. I can travel normally. Obey military orders.”
Always looking delicate, but actually very sensible little Emperor.
Tang Tuan turned into a lemon again, feeling his dinner could be replaced by dog food. As the little Emperor got on the carriage holding the wall, exposing a section of arm the color of northern snow, adorned with marks like warm spring petalsâno need to think, it was the Boss’s masterpiece.
Tang Tuan was stunned.
Done for, the portion of dog food is even bigger.
When the army approached Iron Mountain, it was snowing in the Turkic territory. The sky was red at night. The white snow reflected the night light. Even marching at night had relatively high visibility.
Wei Wanlan was enduring the cold.
He was huddled entirely in the corner of the carriage. By this time, the charcoal basin had long been extinguished by him personally because he was afraid of carbon monoxide poisoning again, causing the same symptoms as during the dayâchest tightness and vomiting. He decided to freeze.
Freezing hard, he couldn’t sleep either.
To divert his attention, he went to browse the Sage Emperor Cultivation System.
Today he also figured something out: Since this system could stay on as long as he didn’t find it annoying, it was just blocking his vision a bit. He was sitting in the carriage and didn’t need to watch the road.
Wei Wanlan picked and chose within the system with trembling fingers. For items he fancied that might be useful, he placed them in front of his eyes, ready to use in case of emergency.
Well, this could be considered one of the few gratifying gains amidst physical discomfort. Wei Wanlan felt he had made a little progress.
ăHost has further advanced Mission Three. Achievement unlocked: Wind and Snow Unimpeded.ă
ââSaid not to casually add settings.
Anyway, Wei Wanlan wasn’t an achievement hunter, nor did he really want to complete all achievements.
It was just that the system’s electronic voice suddenly popping up by his ear stung his eardrums uncomfortably. He felt inexplicably irritable and flustered. There were quite a few issues these past few days.
Outside the carriage, there was only the sound of marching:
Snow crunching gezhi gezhi, wheels rolling gulu gulu… At this moment, an eagle’s cry mixed in the wind and snow, piercing the night sky sharply.
Wei Wanlan huddled in the carriage, adjusted his position, curling up tiredly.
Just as he felt a grain of sleepiness, the carriage wall was knocked a few times by someone.
He nodded off and got up quickly, opening his eyes to communicate with the outside, his voice hoarse:
“Who is it?”
“Prince, Your Highness!” It was Tang Tuan’s voice. “Iron Mountain Camp is captured. Ashina is being chased by the Prince. Now the Turks might be fleeing north along the Aibugai River back to the Royal Courtâwe received an urgent order from the Prince to send a detachment quickly to intercept them there!”
Tang Tuan said a string of things in succession.
Wei Wanlanâs mind was muddled. He heard “Royal Court”, so he replied: “His family is there?”
Tang Tuan: “More than his family! That elite force Ashina brought, the wives and children of the generals around him are all in the Royal Court. The Royal Court is his rear, with the most substantial grain and fodder, and cattle and sheep…”
If Ashina Shali was allowed to return to the Royal Court, it would be like letting a tiger return to the mountain.
His troops would have no worries for the rear and could use the Royal Court’s grain and armaments to quickly recover combat power. The blow dealt to Ashina Shali by this sudden blizzard would be drastically reduced.
Must not let him go back!
Tang Tuan said: “You don’t need to do anything. It’s just that I and several other generals need to leave here quickly to intercept Ashina Shali. Please continue to Iron Mountain to set up camp, Your Highness, and await the good news of the army’s victory.”
Saying this, after Tang Tuan finished reporting, he mounted his horse and shook the reins.
The selected soldiers stepped out of the ranks, unloading heavy burdens, mounting horses and drawing swords, ready to gallop.
And right in front of Wei Wanlan, the Sage Emperor Cultivation System popped up a dialogue box without warning:
ăWarning: Detected Host has violating behavior. Please ensure mission participation!!!!!!ă
The system prompt actually used five exclamation marks, showing the broken system’s attitude.
Wei Wanlan got out of the carriage, frowning slightly: “Wait a moment.”
Tang Tuan and others pulled their reins and looked back quickly. Even through the wind and snow, their anxious expressions were visible.
“Your Highness?”
Wei Wanlan gave a bitter laugh. He knew this system actually never gave up, trying to cultivate his plan to go into battle and kill enemies. Increasing participation was intentional.
Couldn’t dodge it, and didn’t want to look too wretched. Wei Wanlan raised his voice: “General Tang, bring a fast horse with a gentle temperament, and tie my hands and feet to the horse.”
Tang Tuan: “…”
“Go quickly!”
It was hard to imagine what Wei Wanlan meant.
But since the Son of Heaven ordered, Tang Tuan had to obey. From fetching the horse to securing Wei Wanlan on the horse’s back took only an instant.
Wei Wanlan bit his lower lip. The abdominal pain seemed more pronounced when sitting in the saddle.
But the opportunity for battle allowed no delay. If he let Ashina Shali go, leading to a stalemate between the two countries again, who knew how many more people would die.
Wei Wanlan: “No need to wait for me. Hyaâ”
The steed galloped wildly through the snow!
Wei Wanlan felt like he was going to be shaken apart by the horse in just a few steps.
He couldn’t fall off, and his legs and feet couldn’t move. He left a trail of dust in the snow field. The white horse he chose was too light and fast, too excellent, actually making Wei Wanlan one of the leading figures in this cavalry unit.
Several light cavalrymen behind him, with horses inferior to Wei Wanlan’s, struggled to catch up, gazing at his thin back in the snow:
“The Prince of Chengen charges in front. How can we be cowardly and afraid of death?”
“Kill towards the Aibugai River!”
“Pacify the border trouble, behead Ashina Shali and present him to Chang’an!”
The morale of this light cavalry reached its peak.
The snowy field was vast.
The little Emperor arrived at the banks of the Aibugai River first.
Across the interface of the Sage Emperor Cultivation System, Wei Wanlan surveyed the surroundings: Heavy snow firmly froze the river surface. River pebbles or dry grass were no longer visible on the riverbanks. Everywhere was bleak snow; heaven and earth seemed one color.
Immediately after, behind him, the Great Wei light cavalry gradually caught up. The entire team formed a swallow-wing formation, blocking the section between the river channel and the Royal Court impenetrably.
Just in time.
Wei Wanlan focused his eyes.
Tang Tuan pulled his reins forward, sidling up next to Wei Wanlan.
They saw a row of dense black dots on the horizon. The sound of galloping hooves and noisy Turkic language came from far to near. Murderous aura arrived chillingly. It was the main force of the Turkic army.
The man in the lead had messy braided hair, his face covered in blood and dirt, his eye sockets red with killing intent. It was Ashina Shali.
He had to break through the Aibugai River defense line; otherwise, he would be pinched by the Wei army from both sides!
Su Jingzhi wouldn’t spare him. Antang wouldn’t let him go. The tribes of the grassland would no longer submit to his authority because he was defeated. Turkic civilization only obeyed the hegemon.
Ashina Shali said to his attendant Dada beside him:
“If I die, let my second son Hebo succeed the throne. Let Hebo stabilize the Royal Court and avenge his father and clansmen.”
Dada listened and recorded on horseback, tears in his eyes.
The Turkic army also had their own war eagles. Dada tied the Khan’s last words to the eagle’s leg. The hunting falcon flew into the sky against the wind and snow: “Go, take it to the little master.”
Ashina Shali closed his bloodshot eyes lightly, then opened them again:
Ahead was the Great Wei army in full battle array.
Tang Tuan drew his Modao (long saber), commanding the mounted archers to shoot from a distance. The light cavalry carried bows and arrows, quickly nocking and firing. Arrows pierced through the ice and snow, row after row like swallow wings, striking the Turkic army directly!
Several Turkic soldiers fell.
But more Turkic soldiers were still rushing forward.
Ashina Shali drew his saber: “Breakout to the death. We have no retreat.”
Translatorâs note: Enjoy reading! Have fun!Â
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