Chapter 292: Injured
Yan Xiaosi somewhat understood why this man had changed his expression.
“Your Highness, did you really wait on an empty stomach until now?”
Long Yu gripped her wrist, his face dark, lips pressed tightly together without answering.
Yan Xiaosi looked at his expression, as sour as a latrine, and was almost certain this foolish man had really waited on an empty stomach until now.
“Well, this commoner just thought that returning to the commander’s tent might involve many matters and I wouldn’t be able to leave, so I delivered the portions for Young Master Murong and Thousand-Commander Wu first.”
Hearing her change of address from calling others “big brother” to “Young Master” and “Thousand-Commander,” Long Yu’s expression indeed improved somewhat.
“Next time, deliver mine first.”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
Long Yu took her to sit beside him at the table, watching him eat the oil-fried small potatoes.
“In your heart, am I more important, or are Murong Qinjian and Wu Bin more important?”
Yan Xiaosi was stunned by the question.
Without much thought, she casually replied: “Of course Your Highness is more important.”
She said this purely to make Long Yu happy, lest this man get angry and slap her to death.
Hearing such an answer, Long Yu was delighted, finding the oil-fried small potatoes incredibly delicious.
After eating and drinking his fill, in a great mood, Long Yi suddenly rushed in with a panicked expression to report.
“Master, the Rongdi are launching a surprise attack.”
Both Long Yu and Yan Xiaosi’s faces tensed.
“Stay here obediently and wait for me to return.”
Long Yu instructed Yan Xiaosi, then prepared to get up and leave.
Yan Xiaosi followed him.
“Your Highness, take this commoner with you.”
Although she couldn’t wield swords and spears to fight the Rongdi in bloody combat, she was a soul transmigrator who had mixed in military camps in her previous life. She knew a thing or two about Sun Tzu’s Art of War and modern military tactics. Going along, she might be able to help.
Long Yu didn’t immediately answer her, but looked at Long Yi and asked: “Where are the Rongdi forces now?”
“They’re crossing the river. General Zhao Ben has already led a group to meet them head-on. Master, I discovered that very few Rongdi seem to know how to swim. Otherwise, when you were injured, they would have crossed Yunluo River long ago.”
These past few days, Yan Xiaosi had also gained some understanding of the Rongdi.
She picked up Long Yi’s words: “The Rongdi is mostly grassland. Grasslands have few rivers, lakes, and streams, so certainly very few Rongdi know how to swim. Your Highness, take this commoner along. Those Rongdi tonight are just coming to test our strength.”
Long Yu saw her small but bold appearance, eager to go, and finally nodded.
“You can go, but you must stay by this king’s side.”
“Yes, Your Highness. From now on, this commoner will be your little tail, definitely staying right behind you at all times.”
Long Yu: “…”
Though “little tail” sounded disgusting, he actually felt happy about it.
“Long Yi, assemble the troops to support General Zhao Ben.”
“Yes, Master.”
Half an hour later, on Yunluo River.
The surging river water was reflected red by firelight, with armies from both sides facing off on the river, war drums and horns shaking the heavens.
Rongdi King Chunyu Hanfeng noticed a blue figure beside Long Yu, his pupils contracting slightly.
That young man beside Long Yu looked so familiar. He seemed to have seen him somewhere, but couldn’t quite remember the specifics.
“Release arrows!”
Before he could figure it out, Long Yu raised his hand with a great wave, and from the Chu army’s side, countless arrows flew up, covering the sky like a giant net pressing down toward the opposing Rongdi forces.
Chunyu Hanfeng’s expression changed.
“Raise shields, release arrows!”
The arrows shot by both armies intertwined in mid-air, forming an even larger net.
Both Chunyu Hanfeng and Long Yu were protected in the center by shields. The two commanders seemed to have a telepathic connection, simultaneously drawing their bows. Long Yu’s arrow flew toward Chunyu Hanfeng’s chest, while Chunyu Hanfeng’s arrow also flew toward Long Yu’s chest.
Seeing that arrow getting closer and closer to Long Yu’s chest, Yan Xiaosi didn’t know if he could block it. Her heart grew anxious involuntarily, her brow furrowing as she tried to use her mental power to deflect the incoming arrow.
Just as she was concentrating on using her mental power, she got kicked in the behind.
Some damn soldier had kicked her. She lost her balance and lunged toward Long Yu.
Long Yu was preparing to deflect the incoming arrow, something he was fully capable of doing, but then he saw Yan Xiaosi lunging toward his chest.
His heart tightened as he reached out to grab Yan Xiaosi, wanting to take her with him to avoid the arrow.
However, this series of changed movements made him slightly slower in dodging. That arrow struck right into Yan Xiaosi’s right shoulder.
Yan Xiaosi wanted to curse violently about who the hell had kicked her, but the arrow piercing her body and the tearing pain in her right shoulder brought tears to her eyes, leaving her unable to speak.
Long Yu caught her with one arm while swinging his bow with the other, knocking that arrow to the ground.
“Retreat!”
From the opposite side, Chunyu Hanfeng shouted loudly, and the boats carrying the Rongdi forces slowly retreated.
Indeed, as Yan Xiaosi had predicted, the Rongdi had only come tonight to test their strength.
The river water was somewhat turbulent, so Long Yu didn’t dare rashly order Zhao Ben to lead troops in pursuit. He also shouted: “Retreat!”
The boats slowly returned to shore. Long Yu held Yan Xiaosi horizontally as they stood on deck, his brow tightly furrowed, his face even paler than Yan Xiaosi’s.
“Stupid, so stupid. Did you think a small arrow could hurt this king? Who told you, little bastard, to meddle and jump out to block arrows for this king?”
Yan Xiaosi was stunned by the man’s scolding.
She had been kicked and forced to lunge forward, but this man seemed to have misunderstood something. Seeing his worried expression and the moved look in his eyes, she decided not to explain.
Let this man owe her a favor. In the future, she could swagger around the military camp.
The boats reached shore, and Long Yu carried her in great strides straight to the camp.
“Go get Murong Qinjian.”
“Yes, Master.”
Long Yi had followed his master for many years but had never seen him so nervously tense. Not daring to be negligent in the slightest, he used lightness skills to rush toward Murong Qinjian’s tent.
Yan Xiaosi was placed on the large bed in the commander’s tent. Long Yu anxiously guarded beside the bed, seeing the large bloodstain on her right shoulder, his brow furrowed so tightly it could clamp chopsticks.
“Does it hurt?”
Yan Xiaosi’s face was pale from pain, her whole body breaking out in cold sweat.
“Of course it hurts.”
Long Yu said coldly: “You’re so afraid of pain, yet you still dared to act as a human shield to block arrows for this king.”
Having lied, she felt somewhat guilty. Being scolded by him, Yan Xiaosi remained silent.
“Murong Qinjian will be here soon. Don’t worry, this king won’t let you die.”
Hearing that Yan Xiaosi was injured, Murong Qinjian rushed over at top speed.
“Long Yu, how could you bring Xiao Yan to the warship?”
“I wanted to go myself. It has nothing to do with His Highness.”
Yan Xiaosi felt this matter really couldn’t be blamed on His Highness.