Chapter 498: Chapter 498: Hey, Main General, Take It Easy!

Zhan Lan held the bowl and nodded slightly, “When the world is at peace and the soldiers return to their fields, everyone will have enough to eat and wear warm clothes, and then we won’t have to eat wild vegetables.”

“That’s right, we’re all waiting for that. It’s said that the Brave Army you’ve led has now returned to their fields, and they’re still getting Copper Coin as pay. We also want to…”

The old soldier spoke, and a soldier beside him nudged his arm. Realizing he had misspoken, the old soldier immediately apologized to Zhan Lan, “Main General, I didn’t mean it that way.”

Zhan Lan laughed heartily, “It’s fine, I don’t want to fight anymore either. That day will come soon enough!”

As the Main General, Zhan Lan showed no mercy when killing enemies, but as long as her bottom line wasn’t crossed, she was easy to get along with.

The soldiers felt relaxed when they heard Zhan Lan speak like this.

Huang Gun sat on the ground, drank two bowls of wild vegetable soup, and finally managed to temporarily fill his stomach. But if there was no more military provisions and the Liao Tribe attacked, they might not have the strength to cope.

Huang Gun looked at the empty bowl and smacked his lips, “You know, it doesn’t taste bad at all!”

Huang Gun was talking to himself when Zhan Lan pulled him aside.

Zhan Lan tugged him by his braid, causing him to cry out in pain, “Whoa, Main General, take it easy. My lush hair is going to leave me!”

Only when there were just the two of them, Zhan Lan released him and asked, “You’ve left a mark for the Regent King, how often does his Hidden Guard contact you?”

Huang Gun thought for a moment, “About once a day.”

“Have they come today?” Zhan Lan pursued.

“Not yet.” Huang Gun shrugged.

Zhan Lan sneered coldly, “No wonder you’re full of crap every day. It turns out they’ve arrived!”

“Haha, Main General, don’t be angry. The Regent King never does anything he’s not confident about, so you don’t need to worry.”

In this regard, Zhan Lan indeed trusted Mu Yan. He always acted prudently and wouldn’t take rash actions without absolute certainty.

However, if the Western Rong King truly had three thousand cavalry, it would be quite dangerous if Mu Yan was unaware.

Zhan Lan wanted to find Mu Yan but feared her impulsiveness might harm the Zhan Family Army.

Amid Zhan Lan’s mixed feelings, she suddenly heard the sound of hooves approaching from afar—not just one or two people, but seemingly many heading towards them.

Zhan Lan immediately took Huang Gun with her, returned to the tent, and picked up the battle gun, while all the Zhan Family Army prepared to meet the enemy.

A moment later, a man dressed in silver armor appeared on the supply route.

Zhan Lan was instantly astonished upon seeing him.

“Father!”

Zhan Beicang dismounted, and Li Sui also dismounted beside him.

Zhan Beicang waved his hand towards the rear, “Main General, I’ve brought military provisions for you all!”

Zhan Lan looked around and saw endless carts; her heart was immediately filled with assurance. The soldiers also felt greatly invigorated upon seeing the bags of military provisions piled high.

“Father, you actually defied the imperial decree!” Zhan Lan pouted.

Zhan Beicang waved his big hand, “I did defy it! Cutting off the military provisions is trying to make the Zhan Family Army perish in Western Rong, and I can’t stand it!”

Zhan Lan’s eyes smiled with relief as her father finally saw through the Si Family people’s true colors.

Zhan Beicang pointed faraway, “Main General, I also brought fifty thousand soldiers. The journey here was unimpeded, let’s attack Western Rong directly!”

Zhan Lan felt delighted that her father’s actions reassured her that all her efforts and sacrifices would not be in vain in this lifetime.

“Alright!” Zhan Lan nodded.

She looked at the soldiers and said loudly, “Soldiers, eat your fill and rest immediately!”

“Yes!” Even if each soldier only drank two bowls of wild vegetable soup, their voices were filled with strength.

General Zhan Beicang had brought military provisions and reinforcements; what was there to fear!

In despair, they saw hope, which stirred everyone.

Xiao Chen looked at the revitalized Zhan Family Army, and a rare smile appeared on his face. Perhaps this battle was nearing its end. Thinking of his mother in Western Rong, the smile disappeared from Xiao Chen’s cheeks; he felt scared to see her, wondering if she was okay?

Years ago, he left in a fit of anger and said so many harsh words—would his mother forgive him?

Huang Gun cheerfully circled the cart carrying military provisions, “Whoa, I want to eat dough soup, and I want to eat meat too!”

Dugu Yan patted the military provisions on the cart, “Now we’re good, eat well and drink well, then wipe out the Western Rong dogs completely.”

Xue Yifeng watched Dugu Yan’s smiling face; the wind blew her scattered hair. Her smile revealed a row of little white teeth, which made her seem a little mischievous. Xue Yifeng didn’t even realize that his lips curled into a smile too.

Zhan Hui looked into the distance, noticing that under the withered grass on the prairie, there was still a hint of green. Life is a continuation, the previous generation plants trees for the next to enjoy shade, how he hopes his future children don’t have to experience war and slaughter, forever unworried.

…

Zhan Beicang came to the tent to see Zhan Lan when they were alone, he changed the way he addressed her.

“Lan’er, you’ve lost weight.”

Zhan Lan raised her eyes and saw the compassion in Zhan Beicang’s eyes. She wasn’t yet accustomed to the fatherly love he showed, so she smiled, “No worries, when I return to Ding’an City, a few more meals will bring it back!”

Zhan Beicang nodded slightly, “Lan’er, now that I’m here, you stay at the rear. I haven’t fought for a while, and my hands are itching. Tonight, I’ll be the vanguard!”

Zhan Lan instructed the soldiers to eat their fill and rest during the day. Apart from some reinforcements keeping watch, the rest of the soldiers all went to rest.

Although Zhan Lan didn’t say she wanted a night raid, with his military experience, Zhan Beicang immediately understood her intention.

Zhan Lan didn’t respond to Zhan Beicang immediately. The reinforcements had traveled all day, and the soldiers with her were exhausted. Despite her worries for Mu Yan, she knew she had to wait.

A moment later, she said, “Father, I still want to go to the Liao Tribe myself, because Mu Yan sent me the head of the Snow Eagle Tribe leader yesterday, proving he’s in Western Rong.”

“The Regent King is in Western Rong?” Zhan Beicang’s pupils widened. If Mu Yan could sneak past all the Zhan Family Army into Western Rong, then he did not travel by the main road but instead took the perilous routes.

Zhan Beicang suddenly realized why Zhan Lan was so anxious, it was because Mu Yan was worthy.

He first sent Zhan Lan his most capable subordinates and then personally came to Western Rong to help Zhan Lan clear the obstacles ahead.

Zhan Beicang awkwardly reassured, “Lan’er, Mu Yan is quite capable, you don’t need to worry about him. He can only torment others, no one can bully him!”

Although Zhan Beicang said so, Zhan Lan still felt uneasy.

Now the Zhan Family Army was resting; even if anxious, she couldn’t rashly attack the Liao Tribe or impulsively charge into Western Rong.

Such foolish bravery would only harm her and perhaps even Mu Yan.

“Lan’er, I’m here, you should go inside the tent and get a good sleep, I’ll guard the door for you!” Zhan Beicang’s voice was gentle, looking at Zhan Lan with whole-hearted care.

“Alright.” Zhan Lan looked at Zhan Beicang, feeling for the first time that having a father around was truly wonderful.

On the grass mat inside the tent, there was a quilt. Zhan Lan lay there and forced herself to rest peacefully; she had never been so expectant for the sun to set.

Perhaps, soon she would be able to see Mu Yan.