Chapter 312 Pre-battle Communication
Chapter 312 Pre-battle Communication
Before setting off on her campaign, Lin Wan'er met Shen Li at a teahouse to say goodbye.
"It's always better to be cautious when venturing into another country. Don't let anger cloud your judgment, even if you see the devastation at the border," Shen Li advised her in advance.
Lin Wan'er's eyes were cold and hard: "Don't worry, I won't fall for their trick. I will make them pay the price."
Shen Li still gave her some more instructions, saying, "I'm looking for an opportunity to get to the front lines. If you have any urgent matters, send me a message."
"You two are so sweet together, don't get involved in the battlefield's killing intent. I'll come to you if anything happens." Lin Wan'er's eyes softened, replaced by a hint of teasing as she looked at her.
“I know you’re envious, but you don’t need to be envious for too long. If you two return with merits in battle, you can ask His Majesty to grant you a marriage, adding a touch of prestige to this union,” Shen Li said with a smile.
"Now I have no time for sentimental feelings. Even if it costs me my life on the grassland, I will avenge this." Lin Wan'er spoke with righteous indignation as she mentioned the war.
Such a massacre is utterly inhuman.
Seeing her state, the fleeting inspiration that had crossed Shen Li's mind the day before yesterday resurfaced, and was much clearer.
“Slaughtering the Rongdi will not bring them any benefit, so why would they do it?” Shen Li looked at Lin Wan’er: “I see the answer in your attitude.”
"You mean..." Lin Wan'er continued, "Their goal is to provoke us?"
“Very likely.” Shen Li narrowed her eyes: “If that’s the case, there’s a good chance there’s an ambush in the grasslands, just waiting for the Zhao soldiers who are overwhelmed by their momentum.”
Lin Wan'er took a deep breath and thought for a while before saying, "I will be vigilant."
Judging from her serious expression, she really took it to heart.
"The Rong and Di have always relied on their fierce cavalry to plunder winter food and then run away. When did they develop such a mindset? Moreover, what good would it do them to have such a deep-seated hatred with our Great Zhao?" Lin Wan'er pointed out the unreasonable aspects of this matter.
Shen Li shook her head slightly: "I don't know either, but this matter is unlikely to be simple. You must be careful and also remind your cousin."
Lin Wan'er nodded solemnly.
Shen Li was still uneasy; she needed to find a way to get out.
Although Wan'er and her cousin were skilled on the battlefield, they weren't so sharp when it came to scheming and plotting.
“We will win this battle. You stay in Kyoto and keep a close eye on that Hu princess. I have a feeling that her purpose in coming here is not simple.” Lin Wan’er said with considerable apprehension, “This woman is really a ruthless character.”
"Alright, don't worry too much about this. It's a blessing in disguise, but we need to make her show some of her true colors before we can make our move."
"You know what you're doing, I trust you." Lin Wan'er didn't question Shen Li's abilities, so she didn't say anything more.
Two days later, Xiao Qi and Lin Wan'er set off with an army of 100,000. This time, Lin Wan'er was wearing silver armor and riding a horse, instead of sitting in a carriage as before.
Standing among the assembled officials, Shen Li felt both excited and nervous; she was genuinely worried for the young couple.
She went to the Hanlin Academy to take up her post that very day, which greatly excited Academician Ge and the other academicians. They felt that the Hanlin Academy was much quieter without Shen Li.
Shen Li did almost nothing that day, only dealing with those who kept pestering her to tell her about their experiences, including going out to provide disaster relief, being assassinated by the Zhou family at the imperial palace, being kidnapped by the Red Lotus Sect on the way back to the capital, and being chased by the Crown Prince.
She then realized that so many things had happened to her in the past six months, none of which were experiences that an ordinary scholar would have.
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