Infiltrating the Enemy Army

Infiltrating the Enemy Army

Early the next morning, just as training began, the clamor of gongs and drums carried an air of tension. Lin Yu glanced into the distance and said, "We've only been here one day, and the war has already begun. What kind of sight will it be later on?" Lin Yu secretly let out a breath. Once war began, blood was bound to flow like rivers.

"Soldiers, do you hear it? This is the call of war! The Flame Emperor has launched a war without cause. What do you say we should do?" The commander, Mo Ce, rushed out of the command tent the instant he heard the sound. This was war—a war sparked by territory.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The armies roared in unison, their voices enough to shake heaven and earth.

Those of the Four Seas and Eight Wastes who heard this sound all sighed for no reason. When two nations went to war, it was inevitably the people of both nations who suffered. At the very moment they began fighting, the people of the Six Emperors were all smiling. They stood to gain the most.

"I ask you all to fight alongside me and take the heads of the enemy soldiers..." Lin Yu gave another cold smile. Mo Ce certainly knew how to make his words sound good, but who knew what things would be like once they reached the battlefield? It was not something that could be blamed on him.

Outside the city, hundreds of thousands of enemy troops stood arrayed before them, sending a chill through people's hearts. They had spoken of using the few to resist the many, but Lin Yu had never expected it to look like this. He groaned inwardly.

"Kill!" With a single word from Mo Ce, the generals drew their swords and charged forward. Lin Yu had not killed anyone these past few days, and the feeling had already grown somewhat unfamiliar. He shouted wildly, "Kill..."

Hearing that cry, Mo Ce asked an officer in the distance, "That kid... which camp is he from?" He did not know whether asking such a question at this moment was proper, but Lin Yu was, after all, military talent he had taken a liking to.

"Reporting to General, that man seems to be a soldier under Marquis General Hou Sheng. Does General know him?" He was in charge of assigning personnel throughout the army and was somewhat familiar with Lin Yu. He simply did not know what the commander meant by asking that question, and could only speculate.

Mo Ce's response was merely a look, but that look alone explained many things. In an instant, ten heads fell into Lin Yu's hands. He chuckled and thought, This must be the difference between mortals and cultivators. But... At this moment, Lin Yu was once more plotting something.

He seized an enemy soldier and dragged him into a small grove nearby, asking, "You, what's your name?" As he spoke, he stripped the soldier's clothes off. The soldier was dumbfounded at once. It was not as though he did not know how dangerous the Flame Emperor's camp was. Now someone wanted to infiltrate it—how could that possibly be easy?

"Bing Sheng..." He was afraid of death, and his voice was so soft that only Lin Yu could hear it.

"Oh, Bing Sheng, let me ask you something. Would you be willing to stay far away from this war?" The moment Lin Yu spoke, Bing Sheng hurriedly nodded. Yet he quickly shook his head twice afterward. He wanted to, but what would become of Flame Emperor City?

Lin Yu narrowed his eyes, knowing there was hope, and continued, "All right, stop shaking and nodding. You can leave now." He had already obtained the armor, and he remembered this man's appearance clearly. Though Bing Sheng was somewhat ugly, Lin Yu was willing to humble himself for the sake of ending the war between the two nations sooner. As for this Bing Sheng...

He absolutely could not be allowed to leave alive, or he would become a future calamity. Watching Bing Sheng's departing back, Lin Yu swung his sword and killed him. With an icy expression, he said, "Don't blame me for striking against you. If you must blame someone, blame the fact that you were born under the Flame Emperor. Blame the fact that you joined a war you should never have joined." He did not linger any longer and turned to leave.

Blood energy radiated from his body. The blood left on the ground vanished drop by drop, while the corpse became a skeleton that looked as though it had endured the passage of countless years, enough to send a chill through anyone's heart.

A day later, the battle still had not ended. Both armies withdrew one after another, and Lin Yu returned with them. As for what appearance he would use to enter the enemy camp again, that would be a matter for the night.

"Hey, Lin Yu, let me ask you—how many did you kill today?" Shi En was good in every way except that he loved asking this and that. Even killing enemies had to be compared, but compared with Lin Yu, one would suffer a heavy blow. Lin Yu said calmly, "At the start, I took ten heads. After that, I killed another thirty or so." Everyone who heard this drew in a sharp breath.

Forty people was already the highest count in their camp. Lin Yu rolled his eyes at them, as if saying it was nothing remarkable. Forty people was already very few; if he revealed his cultivation, it would not have been so little.

"Let me tell you all something." After a day in the camp and having gone through life-and-death trials together, Lin Yu decided to tell them. Seeing this, everyone nodded. Lin Yu continued, "After tonight, I will disappear. If anyone asks, just say you don't know. Understand?"

Everyone was still confused, not knowing what Lin Yu was talking about, when it was already time to eat. During these days of marching and training, their meals had not contained the slightest trace of oil. But because they had fought today, the commander had ordered a pig slaughtered to add a little meat to the food.

Lin Yu did not go. Mealtime was the best opportunity to avoid prying eyes. He vaulted out of the camp, left the city, changed out of his clothes, and quietly made his way to the enemy camp.

By then, he had become covered in wounds. Seeing Lin Yu in that state, the guard immediately ran to the command tent and reported to the man inside, "Marshal Zhang Shuai, one of our brothers has returned from outside covered in injuries. We don't know how we should handle him..."

"What? He only came back now?" Marshal Zhang Shuai frowned upon hearing this. If he truly was one of their brothers, that was fine. But if he was not, then things would be terrible.

"Yes, Marshal Zhang Shuai. If you do not give an order soon, he may die here."

"Have you had people from his camp identify him?" Marshal Zhang Shuai still asked uneasily.

"Reporting to Marshal Zhang Shuai, we already had them identify him. He is indeed one of our soldiers."

Only then did Marshal Zhang Shuai relax somewhat and say blandly, "Oh, if that is the case, take him away and treat him."

"Yes." The guard left. Before long, a military physician arrived at Lin Yu's side, treated his wounds, and bandaged him.

Outside the tent, the physician explained to the guard, "Although this soldier has suffered many injuries, the most fatal one is the blow to his abdomen. He was likely accidentally stabbed there. The wounds on his body will be fine after three to five days of rest."

"Many thanks, Physician." Though the guard spoke politely, the physician merely waved his hand and turned to leave.

Just like that, Lin Yu infiltrated the enemy army under Bing Sheng's name...

PS: I was so absorbed in writing that I nearly forgot to update. Bosses, if you still have recommendation votes, could you spare one for this chapter?