Super System in the Early Tang Dynasty

Chapter 232 Camp

Two days later, a sudden heavy snowfall transformed the gray grassland into a blanket of white. The lifeless grassland came alive.

After rounding a large earthen slope, a smooth, mirror-like lake suddenly appeared before them. Beside the lake grew many short, sturdy shrubs with only a few branches remaining—the traces of the fire disappeared at the lake's edge.

Further away, there were gray-white tents stretching for hundreds of meters.

The military camp was situated on another slope, offering a panoramic view of the surrounding area. A somber atmosphere pervaded the camp; dark red banners, as if stained with blood, fluttered skyward, their winds whistling through the air!

The camp was silent, save for the occasional neighing of horses. Before long, wisps of smoke drifted out, only to be dispersed by the wind before they could rise into the sky.

Night fell quietly. Snow fell, and the dark clouds dispersed. Later in the night, the sky was filled with stars, the firmament covering everything like a canopy. Under the starlight, the snow on the earth shone brightly.

At this moment, the simple idea of ​​"a round heaven and a square earth" best reflects all of this!

Standing on the slope, Li Xingzhi felt a sudden sense of openness and expansiveness, for some reason. A gentle breeze swept in, bringing him comfort!

He led the two women, his toes barely touching the snow-white ground, leaving faint, almost invisible imprints. The three of them, dressed in white furs, drifted forward like three fluffy white clouds, seemingly slow but actually fast.

Within the 100-meter camp, the exterior was relaxed but the interior was tightly controlled. Not far apart, large fires blazed, illuminating the surrounding area. Despite this, no one noticed the three people who had drifted into the camp like ghosts.

The soldiers on guard in the camp were only focused on observing whether there were large groups of people around the camp, so how could they notice the three people who were moving silently?

Looking at the ancient Chinese characters such as 'Tang', 'Li', and 'Hou' on the huge dark red banner not far away, Li Xingzhi knew that this was the Tang army.

In an inconspicuous part of the camp, squads of soldiers marched past in orderly formation, their armor rustling in the wind. The bitter cold made Li Xingzhi feel somewhat uncomfortable, but seeing these soldiers clad in their icy armor, he couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration.

Li Xingzhi, being both highly skilled and daring, led the two women directly over the camp, reaching the tallest and largest tent in the center. He gave a slight nod to the women, then descended from the top of the tent alone. With a flick of his long sleeves, a fierce, strange wind rose, causing the entire tent to rattle and sway, blinding the two soldiers standing before it. He lightly touched the ground with his toes, channeling all his inner strength, and used this strange wind to enter the tent.

The tent was empty, with several large tables laid out. Li Xingzhi curiously examined them, finding only some paper, pens, and tokens; nothing of value.

This must be where the generals hold their meetings.

As he thought this, his body transformed into a gust of wind and drifted away. The two soldiers in front of the tent felt a chill, and the tent flap was blown open by a strange gust of wind. In a flash, a dark shadow disappeared before their eyes. They curiously lifted the tent flap and looked inside. Seeing nothing amiss, they stood back in front of the tent.

"Brother Li, how is it?" A girl in white robes asked from the top of the tent. If someone were nearby, they would only see the girl's mouth moving but wouldn't hear her voice; this was a secret method of transmitting sound. The principle of this method was simple: it involved concentrating internal energy into a single line and sending it into the person's ear, thus preventing the sound waves from dissipating. The difficulty lay in controlling this internal energy.

Li Xingzhi remained silent, shrugged, and indicated that no one was there.

The three of them then headed towards a slightly smaller tent. Using the same trick again, this time Li Xingzhi, having learned his lesson, led the two women into the tent.

Soft snoring could be heard from inside the tent, indicating that the three uninvited guests had not disturbed the tent's owner.

Li Xingzhi carefully took out a piece of pure white Xuan paper from his bosom. Through the gap, the paper revealed a snowy white color, and one could clearly see the image on it: a person with a flowing beard, elegant and unrestrained, and composed and self-satisfied.

He then looked at the middle-aged man sleeping peacefully in the camp. Apart from his weathered face, his demeanor and appearance were quite similar.

A smile appeared on Li Xingzhi's face.

"Looks like we're lucky!"

In fact, the camps of Tang Dynasty generals were easily distinguishable from the surrounding ordinary camps. Moreover, Li Daozong was a high-ranking general, so their easy discovery involved not only a bit of luck but also a degree of certainty.

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My head is spinning. That's all for today, I'll make up for it with a second update tomorrow. (To be continued.)