Chapter 160: Warm Wine To Slay The Devil?
The warriors of Qiu He Prefecture all knew that the Ghost Cow Cavalryman was killed by Yun Ce, and they were worried that the devils would know it was Yun Ce who did it and go sneak attack his Tukeng Camp, so they hung this great merit on the Eldest Son.
They all shared the bond of killing devils together, and asking them to directly praise their own Young Master felt somewhat shameful, but now it’s good—Yun Ce was the first to stand up and boast for the Eldest Son, so they naturally had no reason to feel embarrassed.
Watching the Qiuhe Warriors enter boasting mode, Yun Ce naturally shut up—he was just the spark; once he got the conversation going, he had nothing more to do.
Yun Ce’s attention was on this strong man brimming with enthusiasm—not to mention anything else, just seeing his mouth full of big white teeth told Yun Ce this was a deep idealist.
Idealists are actually all good people, even very good people; their quality is generally very high, and their moral bottom line is usually the highest point of others’ moral lines, and even that might be out of reach.
Such people make excellent friends—you will definitely be infected by the optimism and positive energy radiating from them, and ultimately become an optimistic, positive person yourself.
From them, you can feel all the beauty of the human world—even the last daisy swaying in the cold wind can move you to tears.
However, Yun Ce generally doesn’t work with idealists.
They’re all damn idealists, which means the work goal is in the unreachable clouds—everyone needs to first build a tower to the heavens, then climb to the top, and finally touch the clouds.
This is very unrealistic, okay.
1 But once they set their minds to it, they really will start building that tower to the heavens—even if they might die while building it, or the tower might collapse, or they encounter all sorts of problems, they will still persevere with their original intention and build their tower to the heavens.
1 Ninety-nine point nine nine nine… percent of such people will fall on the path to realizing their ideals.
1 But as long as one person realizes their ideal, it often becomes the legendary world-shaking achievement.
1 Encountering an idealist here made Yun Ce feel lucky, because meeting one idealist basically means meeting a group of them.
1 Perfectly, he had a project on hand that fit idealists perfectly—Yun City Phase 1!
1 So, Yun Ce is now an idealist too.
1 First of all, idealists often show great disdain for the noble class.
1 So, after accepting the strong man’s invitation to drink together, Yun Ce immediately gave up following Cao Kun into Iron Enclosure Pass for the awarding of merits, instead pulling his even more excited Red Date Horse along with that tower-like strong man.
1 “This is Red Date Horse, my brother—it’s the smartest Thunder Smoke Beast in the world.”
1 After Yun Ce used his own wine bowl to let Red Date Horse drink a sip of wine, Qin Shu—that is, the tower-like strong man—naturally treated Red Date Horse like a person.
2 “You’re not going to the awarding ceremony—is that really okay?” Qin Shu still voiced his inner thoughts, after all, just because he casually invited him, the man brought wine and meat and his brother to drink with him, even skipping the awarding ceremony everyone valued—this was hard for even him, an idealist, to understand.
2 “Hahaha, what awarding ceremony? I’ve already gotten the reward I deserve for killing the devils, even greatly exceeding my expectations.
2 Do you know? When my horse spear thrust out from the gap in the side-box carriage, the horse spear made a ‘puh’ sound like piercing a water bag, and then warm blood flowed down the spear shaft—I realized that just now, I had killed a devil!
2 Come, drink—to the ‘puh’ sound.”
2 Qin Shu’s face was full of admiration; he drank a bowl with Yun Ce and Red Date Horse, then hurriedly stood up and said to Yun Ce: “Brother Yun, wait a moment—this kind of great story to go with the wine, how could I enjoy it alone? Let me call some friends over.”
2 Yun Ce laughed heartily and thumped his chest: “Hurry back—I’m about to burst into song.”
2 “Hold it in, hold it in—you must hold it in…”
2 Watching Qin Shu scramble out of the tattered tent, Doggy sighed in Yun Ce’s head: “Sure enough, meanness is the passport of the mean, and high nobility is the epitaph of the noble.”
2 Yun Ce said: “What idealists worry about least is being used—they’re just worried about not having the opportunity to realize their ideals.
2 Yun City Phase 1 project—what a great project for idealists! It currently has no money, no people, no plan—isn’t that the paradise-like project for idealists?”
3 Doggy said: “Don’t tarnish this group—seriously, I always feel this Qin Shu is a lot like me, and just as simple as me.”
3 Yun Ce didn’t answer Doggy—he felt there was no need to respond to that; if this Qin Shu were like Doggy, he would definitely draw his saber and chop Qin Shu dead right away—otherwise, having another living being like Doggy by his side would leave him no way to live.
3 In moments, a burst of dense footsteps came from outside the tattered tent; the tent flap was lifted, and seven or eight heads appeared in front of Yun Ce.
3 “You killed Gui Fang people?”
3 “Yeah, killed a devil!”
3 “Killed one?”
3 “No, killed over a hundred in one go—if the devils hadn’t retreated, I would’ve kept killing.”
3 “Bragging, right? Devils are that easy to kill?”
3 Yun Ce stood up, set down the scalding hot wine bowl, patted Red Date Horse’s head, and said to the crowd: “Wait a moment—let me grab a devil and bring him back to liven up the drinks.”
3 With that, ignoring Qin Shu’s obstruction, he jumped on Red Date Horse and charged into the wilderness.
4 A young woman with a round face looked at Yun Ce’s retreating figure: “He wouldn’t have run away, would he?”
4 Qin Shu frowned: “I don’t think so—what a bold man.”
4 Another young man with a shoehorn face said: “Battlefield beheading a hundred Gui Fang people? I find it unbelievable—probably just drunk talk.”
4 A man in gray clothes glanced at the wine and meat laid out on the ground, sneered, and said: “Another slippery rake trying to recruit us with wine and meat, hahaha—will you eat this wine and meat or not?”
4 Qin Shu looked at the wine bowl still emitting wisps of green smoke: “Don’t touch it—if Yun Ce really brings back a Gui Fang person’s head, every drop of wine here will be more precious than gold, and every piece of meat more fragrant than dragon meat.”
4 So, the group of over a dozen simply knelt and sat in the tattered tent waiting for Yun Ce to return—or escape.
4 Ten li was just an instant for Red Date Horse.
4 Facing the empty wilderness, Yun Ce shouted: “Doggy, find me a devil—I don’t believe there are no devil scouts nearby.”
4 Doggy’s mood clearly hadn’t recovered yet; a silver thread probed out from the bracer, casually pointed a direction, and Yun Ce spurred Red Date Horse onward with whoops and hollers.
4 A devil scout unit was basically composed of ten people, led by a Ten-Man General, equipped with Great Horned Horses that came and went like the wind across the stony Gobi Desert, making them impossible to guard against.
5 Normally, devil scouts wouldn’t approach within thirty li of Iron Enclosure Pass, but today, one scout unit wanted to probe if the Qiu He Prefecture convoy had entered Iron Enclosure Pass, so they came very close.
5 When Yun Ce riding Red Date Horse appeared in the scouts’ sight, the Ten-Man General had already ordered retreat, but after running a moment, he suddenly realized that only one person was coming.
5 He quickly looked around—the terrain was flat and vast, with no possibility of an ambush.
5 So, the Ten-Man General laughed and roared to his madly fleeing subordinates: “A rich kid riding a Thunder Smoke Beast has come—I bet he lost a gamble or wants to show off in front of a beauty, trying to catch us to flaunt or boast to a beauty.
5 What do you say we do?”
5 The group of devils reined in their Great Horned Horses and burst into laughter.
5 Yun Ce had been calculating how long it would take to catch a devil, but unexpectedly, the devils stopped and even formed a Half Moon formation, glaring at him as if to charge the formation.
5 “Doggy, I don’t have time to tangle with them—I need to get a devil’s head back before the wine cools.”
5 “Oh oh oh, warm wine and behead Hua Xiong—great, great. I’ll help you this time.”
5 So, in the increasingly wide-eyed stare of the devil Ten-Man General, Yun Ce transformed from an ordinary Han armored soldier into a monster covered in over a hundred silver metal threads; these metal threads extended continuously with the wind, and just before crashing into the military formation, they enveloped them all.
6 Even as they hacked desperately at the metal threads with their weapons, the threads dodged like living things, then accelerated sharply—chopstick-thick metal threads piercing into their bodies.
6 “Don’t suck the head flat.”
6 Watching the Ten-Man General’s body rapidly flatten, Yun Ce slashed off his head with one knife, grabbed it in hand—this all happened in the instant of the horses crossing.
6 By the time Yun Ce turned his horse around, the other nine devils had also fallen silently from their Great Horned Horses, lying on the Gobi Desert with eyes full of fear.
6 Yun Ce dismounted his warhorse and harvested the heads he needed one knife at a time; he would use these devil heads to win over those steadfast idealists, so he could formally begin his first idealist work—Yun City Phase 1.
6 Qin Shu and the others sat quietly kneeling in the tattered tent—no one looked at the wine and meat on the ground, no one made a sound, and even the people outside coming to watch were deathly silent.
6 They had stayed at Iron Enclosure Pass for a long time, and they held great respect for anyone daring to challenge the Gui Fang people, regardless of victory or defeat.
6 Qin Shu hadn’t expected this friend he’d just met to react so intensely to some harsh questioning.
6 Someone had already seen Yun Ce charge alone into the wasteland on horseback—no one mentioned the possibility of him running away anymore.
6 Qin Shu now only hoped Yun Ce could return safely—even if he didn’t catch a Gui Fang person, this act alone proved he was a man of courage.
7 One more chapter,
