The Prince of Travelers

Chapter 070: The Decision of the Master of the Silver Fox

“Baginda, the imperial people and the Second Chieftain have betrayed,” reported a lackey who suddenly came to face Ertamis Khagan. He was in such a hurry that he did not see the figure sitting together with his khagan.

“What do you mean?” it was not Ertamis who asked, but Yun Jili who was staring suspiciously, “Who betrayed whom?”

“The messiah—” the messenger was about to repeat the remark, but stopped after realizing that the one who asked was a senior from the imperial delegation. He had forgotten that there were still imperial people in his capital.

“Baginda Khagan, we must confirm this news first,” Yun Jili said later.

“I understand,” Ertamis nodded in agreement. He ordered his ministers to form a special team, while Yun Jili asked all remaining Cenangkas Brigadiers in the capital to gather. He could not remain silent in this situation.

“We will look for the Grand Prince and his entourage,” said Yun Jili handed over the leadership of the delegation to a scholar of his faith, “You wait here and observe the situation. Don't act rashly. Your words and actions here represent the dignity and dignity of the empire.”

“We understand,” scholars trust it menjura. He escorted Yun Jili to the gate of the capital. As soon as he was about to return to the Khagan Palace, Tarkan's forces suddenly restrained him.

Yun Jili continued on her journey without knowing about it. All the imperial delegates were held as hostages. Yun Jili and Brigadier Cenangkas outside the city are also fugitives. A few days later, after he sent a swordsman to tell his scholars of faith, he learned that the state of the Khagan Capital had changed.

“Where will we head, Mister?” ask one of the Cenangkas Swordsmen.

“Yellow Leaf River,” Yun Jili replied briefly. That was the only lead he had. Hopefully he still has a chance to get a new lead there. At any rate, he should be able to find the Eighth Prince.

The journey takes a full day and night. Once there, Yun Jili could still see the traces of the battle that had taken place. The bodies of the men who died in the battle are even still there. It seemed, neither side was trying to clear up all of that mess.

The stench stings there. Eve gripped and haunted to burst unbearably. A young swordsman almost even vomited to see the former tragic battleground.

“Master of the Silver Fox, here our brothers,” exclaimed a hard-faced old swordsman. It bites the lips. Although most of the corpses he saw were already unrecognizable, there were some warriors who were still intact. Their uniforms can also still be seen clearly even though they are torn here and there.

Yun Jili rushed towards the old swordsman's place. He got there and found the bodies in uniform Brigadier Cenangkas. His hands were also clenched tightly. He immediately exclaimed to give the order, “Find our other brothers! If anyone survives, give him first aid!”

“Will anyone survive the battle a few days ago?” the old swordsman said softly full of pessimistic, but it is realistic, “We are very late.”

“...”

Yun Jili was speechless. He could only be silent looking at the corpses of the fallen Swordsmen of Cenangkas. There were a dozen warriors he found here. His eyes shifted across the river. There's a clue he got here.

“Here too,” exciting others again.

Some of the corpses of the Swordsman Cenangkas were scattered in the battlefield, but there was nothing as much as near the banks of the Yellow Leaf River. That fact threw Yun Jili even more confident.

“Does anyone find Chairman Wang?” yun Jili asked later. No one answered. Inwardly, the Silver Fox Master hoped that the silence would bode well. If Wang Hongli was not found in this place, there was a chance that he would still be living with the Eighth Prince. Hopefully, Yun Jili again exclaimed, “Search more carefully! Make sure you've searched every side!”

All day, Yun Jili and the Swordsmen of Cenangkas walked through the former battlefield. They did not find any more warriors after the day. Yun Jili ordered that the dead warriors be taken across the river. Due to an emergency situation, he will not be able to carry out the funeral procession as usual. Instead, he told the warriors to dig a large hole and bury those who had died at once.

“Three nobles are missing, the rest are dead. Four missing warriors including Chairman Wang, the rest were killed,” one swordsman told Yun Jili. After a moment of silence, he continued, “Grand Princes are not found.”

“We must search for those who are missing,” Yun Jili gave a decision. His face is so sad. His hands have been clenched ever since. Her silvery white hair danced in the wind. His heart was filled with alternating anger and anxiety. He was angry at her who could not immediately help Li An. He was also anxious to meet his master soon.

“Master Silver Fox! Senior Ling is still breathing,” exclaimed the young swordsman who was in charge of burying the dead warriors. He immediately told his friend to get some water. On Yun Jili's orders, he rushed to give first aid to the survivors.

“Who survived?” Yun Jili and the rested warriors instantly gathered. They found Ling Bao whose body was trembling. The face of the warrior looked very painful.

“Senior, drink this water! We will save you,” exclaimed the young swordsman. Ling Bao coughed after receiving the water given by the young swordsman. He also tried to open his eyes. His mouth twitched as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out of his mouth.

“Day is almost dark. We will not have time to take Pendekar Ling to seek treatment in the capital,” Yung Jili stared at the western horizon which began to emit a reddish twilight. He's in a dilemma right now. His main priority was to find the Eighth Prince, whereas he did not want Ling Bao to just die. He also needed a clue from her to find Li An.

“Tu–an Ji–li,” the shrill voice of Ling Bao finally sounded. He wanted to say something, but the tongue came back. Every time he was about to say, the pain instantly spread throughout his body. But he still forced himself. With a stammering and faint voice, he delivered a message to his comrades.

“You must immediately find the Grand Prince. He's been hurt. Go into the forest and find him. Wang Hongli went to take him to the sunrise.”

Ling Bao fainted again after delivering the hint. His condition is currently very critical. His pulse was barely felt, but there was still a hint of thin life left in his body.

Yun Jili made the best use of that information. He hurriedly split the group to go through the forest the next morning. It's getting darker now. They cannot go into the forest. In addition, he also decided to take care of other war victims and make a post across the Yellow Leaf River which is quite far from the battlefield.

Conditions were getting worse once Yun Jili got word of the situation in the capital. He did not expect that the swordsman he sent to inform the scholar there returned injured. The worsening situation made Yun Jili even more agitated.

“We can not stay here,” said Yun Jili after hearing the bad news, “Dismantle the tents and collect all the warriors. We all have to get into the forest before the Tarkan people find us.”