Resisting the Wind and Splendor

They are still in Dorubb.

Dorub and Daghanlu League are separated by grasslands less than thirty miles apart.

However, the weather in southern Mongolia is extremely harsh. It gets particularly cold after winter begins, and when it snows, the snow is so thick that the roads become difficult to travel.

The grassland in that area also contained swamps, so the soldiers dared not risk crossing it.

So, from the end of last year until now, the fighting has been suspended for more than three months.

But once the weather gets better, will this battle have to start again?

"Now I finally understand that five years is really not a long time for you to reclaim the northern frontier."

Five years sounds like a very long time, but in reality, you can't go out for almost half of the year.

Therefore, their actual fighting period was less than three years.

It's truly remarkable that they recovered the entire northern border region in just three years.

"However, once the snow melts, the peace here will be broken."

When there is no war, life is always so peaceful, and everyone can live each day in peace. Although they may not be rich, they can slowly make sure that everyone has enough to eat and wear.

Without war, without harm, and with everyone working hard and relying on their own efforts, life wouldn't be too hard.

But once war breaks out, life will be really tough and difficult.

"Is there still no movement from Lu Fengjin's side?" Chu Yueli turned her head to look at her husband walking beside her.

“He won’t make a move. Ever since he refused to send troops last year, there’s been no turning back for him.”

Lu Fengjin must wear down Prince Mo in Nanmeng before he can return; otherwise, returning will mean certain death.

If Father had a choice, he would certainly not let him go.

But if the Emperor has no other choice, and Lu Fengjin has already become the King of Southern Meng, then no matter how unwilling the Emperor may be, he can only trust him.

Perhaps it's not about believing, but rather, accepting.

"I never imagined that one day, this God of War of Dongling would be able to disregard all the people of Nanmeng and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers of Dongling for his own selfish desires."

Looking back now, when we first met, his character wasn't at least that bad.

It's unclear when all of this started, perhaps from the moment Tuoba Feiyuan appeared?

But when you look back, it all seems to be a done deal.

"Is there any way to stop this great war?" she asked, looking at the man she loved.

Lu Beimo ruffled her hair and then adjusted the hood of her robe to keep at least half of her face warm under the protection of the hat and scarf.

"Perhaps I should take you to see someone first?"

……

Yuwen Shu.

This Khitan war god has been trapped in Dorub for more than half a year.

However, despite being a prisoner, his living conditions were not bad.

However, they had no freedom at all, as their feet were chained.

His only consolation was that he could see his younger sister, Yuwen Ying, from time to time while he was here.

When Lu Beimo and Chu Yue left, Yuwen Ying was having lunch with Yuwen Shu.

Upon seeing Lu Beimo, Yuwen Shu's expression hardened.

Yuwen Ying, on the other hand, kept smiling.

"Brother, who are you trying to fool with that attitude? They're not buying it. Give it a rest."

Yuwen Shu's face immediately darkened, and he glared at her fiercely: "You're in love with that Ninth Prince, so you think you're a woman of Dongling! Your elder brother has been trapped here for more than half a year, and instead of helping me escape, you're helping them!"