To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 463 Even a big butt shouldn't take up so much space

But when she heard Zhang Fan's footsteps as he left, a cold smile crept onto her lips.

"Trying to subdue me with such means is laughable," Luan Diyun thought to himself.

The locations I just pointed out on the map are all fake!

Those places were not only not the settlements of the Xiongnu tribes, but were also extremely dangerous and deadly places!

The elder brother, Modu, was a master of military strategy and had already set a trap!

If the Qin army dares to investigate the locations she points out, or forcibly cross the river through those so-called "weak points in the ice," they will certainly pay a heavy price.

"Just wait, you Qin people will soon freeze to death in the river." Luan Di Yun closed his eyes, a hint of smugness rising in his heart.

Outside the carriage, the sound of war drums echoed across the plains.

The Qin army began a forced march.

Without the heavy grain transport wagons to slow them down, the marching speed of the 30,000 heavily armored infantry and cavalry increased significantly.

One hundred thousand pairs of military boots pounded on the hard, dry frozen ground, making a uniform sound.

The army marched for a whole day.

It wasn't until nightfall and the temperature plummeted that the Qin army set up camp at the foot of the leeward slope.

Military tents stretched out in a continuous line, and campfires were lit in the camp.

Inside the main tent.

Zhang Fan, Fu Su, Mo Feng, and Zhao Ben sat around the brazier. The cold wind outside made the tent flap rustle.

Several captains from the scout battalion strode into the tent and knelt on one knee to report.

"Reporting to the Immortal Master! As you instructed, we have crossed the marked areas and carefully checked the river sections that are not marked on the map."

Sure enough, numerous cart tracks and horse manure marks left by recent migrations of the Xiongnu tribes were discovered in those areas.

The scout captain took out a map and pointed to the places marked by Luan Diyun, saying, "As for these marked locations, we have also scouted the outer perimeter!"

There is absolutely no trace of the Xiongnu tribe ever being stationed in these areas in the short term!

Moreover, in these marked sections of the Wuyao River, the current is extremely rapid and the ice surface is very thin!

If the soldiers were to attempt to cross the river here, the ice would break instantly. Many would fall into the icy water and suffer frostbite, or even be swept away by the rapid current and drown beneath the ice!

After listening, Zhang Fan nodded.

As expected!

That Xiongnu woman was lying, trying to lure the Qin army into a deadly trap.

Just then, the general in charge of patrolling the outer perimeter of the camp hurried in.

"Report! We discovered traces of Xiongnu scouts ten miles outside our camp. We sent cavalry to pursue them, but their horsemanship was superb and they were familiar with the terrain, so we failed to capture them. Immortal Master, our movements have been completely exposed."

Upon hearing this, Fusu looked anxious. He stood up and walked to the sand table.

"Teacher, our whereabouts have been exposed. The Xiongnu scouts will surely discover that we are marching hastily without supplies! They might guess our intentions and devise new countermeasures." Fusu's tone was filled with worry.

Zhang Fan waved his hand, gesturing for Fusu to sit down.

"Don't be impatient. Even if they find out, so what? Nothing ventured, nothing gained."

Looking at the night outside the tent, Zhang Fan said in a deep voice, "The longer we delay, the colder the weather will become. The weather on the grasslands is unpredictable!"

If we retreat now, and the grasslands are hit by another snowstorm, our supply lines will be cut off, our soldiers will have no warm clothing, and we will be forced to withdraw!

"By then, if we want to fight the Xiongnu again, we'll have to wait until next spring. We can't afford to waste that time; we must finish this quickly."

Zhao Ben slapped his thigh, stood up abruptly, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

"The Immortal Master is right! Our Qin warriors are not afraid to die. If the Xiongnu dare to surround us, we will fight them to the death! Let's see who prevails on the battlefield!" Zhao Ben shouted in agreement.

Zhang Fan looked at his soldiers and gave the order: "We've been marching all day, everyone's tired. Go and rest first. We'll discuss the specific tactics for breaking camp tomorrow morning."

The generals accepted the order in unison and withdrew from the main tent.

Zhang Fan rubbed his neck and turned to walk towards his tent.

Lifting the tent flap, an oil lamp was lit inside the tent.

Luan Diyun was tied up again and placed on the couch.

Hearing footsteps, Luan Diyun turned her head and saw Zhang Fan walk in.

As she recalled her experiences during the day, terror filled her eyes.

She unconsciously shrank back into the bed, two lines of tears streaming down her face, thinking that Zhang Fan was going to torture her again.

Zhang Fan walked to the bedside, looked down at her, and then at the bed that she had taken up most of.

"Move a little to the side. Even with a big butt, you can't take up so much space," Zhang Fan said casually.

Upon hearing this, Luan Diyun was stunned.

Then, her face flushed red, and she became furious and embarrassed.

What?

Where is my butt big?

She cursed inwardly, "Pah! Pretending to be a gentleman!"

Ignoring Luan Diyun's reaction, Zhang Fan sat down on the edge of the bed, took out his phone, and dialed Zhu Feng's number.

The call was connected.

"Commander, this is Zhang Fan. The army is marching rapidly today and will set up camp tonight."

Zhang Fan briefly reported his next plan to Zhu Feng.

On the other end of the phone, Zhu Feng's voice came through: "I understand. The strategic expert team from Bureau 749 is right here. We'll immediately re-analyze based on the new coordinates you provided and the variable of troop exposure."

A few minutes later, the voice of a strategic expert came through the phone.

Experts began analyzing the possible troop movement routes of the Xiongnu and the tactical changes the Qin army could make in response.

Zhang Fan held his phone and listened intently.

Luan Di Yun lay behind Zhang Fan.

She looked at Zhang Fan's broad back and listened to the sound coming from the glowing metal box, her heart filled with curiosity.

Since entering the tent, the man hadn't even glanced at her once, except when she asked him to give up his seat.

Is he really not interested in himself at all?

Luan Di Yun is confident in her appearance.

In the Xiongnu royal court, the noble sons who pursued her could line up all the way to Xianyang, the capital of the Qin Dynasty.

How could anyone possibly ignore me?

"Could it be that he thinks I'm too ugly?" A thought popped into Luan Diyun's mind.

The moment this thought crossed her mind, her self-esteem was hurt.

I was beaten and tickled during the day, and now that I'm lying here, they're ignoring me completely.

Luan Diyun was furious.

She stretched out her foot and tapped Zhang Fan's back with her toe.

Zhang Fan was still on the phone, not moving.

Luan Diyun was unwilling to give up, so she stretched out her toes and forcefully poked Zhang Fan's back.

Zhang Fan hung up the phone.

Turn around.

Raise your hand.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound rang out in the tent.

Luan Diyun's buttocks felt another burning pain.

Her eyes widened, anger welled up inside her, and she opened her mouth, about to unleash a torrent of abuse.

Just then, she saw Luo Ying smilingly carrying a basin of water from the corner of the tent.

The familiar smile sent a chill down Luan Diyun's spine.

She swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue, shut her mouth, and obediently shrank back to the inside of the couch, not daring to move.

Silence returned to the camp.