My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?.

Chapter 1189 The cold wind has arrived and victory is approaching! Are you doing infrastructure construction on my territory? Have you asked me?

August 28th, the 17th year of the reign of Qin Shi Huangdi.

The people of Daqin are busy transporting the autumn grain into the warehouse. Everyone is busy and sweating, letting the autumn tiger emit the last heat of the year. However, the lowest night temperature in the upper reaches of the Yarlung River is close to zero degrees, and the north wind is rushing towards the Jin'alin Mountains with heavy snow and cold!

Dalai tightened his fur coat, trying to block the cold wind that was blowing through the gaps in his clothes. He looked into the distance through the night, chuckled and murmured, "Although the Chang'an Lord of Qin can stir up trouble in the world and no one can defeat him, he is no match for Changshengtian after all!"

"We have failed to live up to Changshengtian's high hopes, but Changshengtian still has the energy to point out the way forward for us even when he is confronting Qin Chang'an!"

Based on the route described by Enke and with the divination of Ajiang Dabing as a reference, Dalai combined his own judgment and went all the way south from the Nomin River to the Yarlung River Basin without encountering even a single enemy soldier!
More than a month of safe travel made Dalai feel certain that his judgment was correct.

The Qin army did not deploy troops in the south, so it was able to deploy so many troops in the north to block his way north.

But today, Dalai did the opposite. He went south first and then west to easily bypass the Qin army's encirclement!

Even if Dalai didn't bypass the Qin army's encirclement, it wouldn't matter. He had delayed long enough!
Stretching out his palm to feel the cold wind, Dalai's smile deepened: "I wonder how anxious the Qin army will be if they don't see me for a long time."

"But I hope that the Qin army will not give up and continue to search for me, or even go north to look for me!"

"In less than a month, snow will fall from the sky, rivers will freeze, north winds will howl, and the cold will strike!"

"If the Qin army still dares not retreat, I can kill millions of enemies with wind and snow without bloodshed!"

If Dalai could really use the power of nature to kill the million Qin soldiers who killed Bater in the first year of his accession to the throne, this would not only allow Dalai to avenge Bater, but also prove Dalai's ability and show that Dalai was favored by Eternal Heaven.

All the tribes that originally had doubts about Dalai will now follow Dalai wholeheartedly!

As he thought about it, Dalai became a little excited!

Ajiang Dabing said calmly: "The commander of the Qin army is a god, not a human. He will not make such a ridiculous mistake."

"Before the severe cold arrives, the Qin army must retreat!"

"Victory is at hand!"

"Your Majesty, it is best not to cause any trouble since you have just ascended the throne."

Dalai's smile quickly faded and he nodded in agreement: "Great Shaman is right!"

"Pass on this king's order..."

Before Dalai could finish his words, several scouts suddenly crossed the main force and rushed back. When they got close to Dalai, they spoke in a solemn voice: "Your Majesty! We have discovered the Qin army camp in the southwest!"

"The centurion of my tribe is leading his people to investigate. We will go back and report to the king first!"

Dalai immediately looked serious: "Have you calculated the enemy's strength based on their camp?"

The scout was embarrassed and said, "Reporting to the king, the enemy's camp is not built with wood and cloth like ordinary tents, but is made of piled wood. Both the construction method and the layout are very strange. We have never seen it before."

"My centurion believes that the camp should be able to accommodate 30,000 to 40,000 people, but it is difficult for me to estimate how many Qin troops it can accommodate."

Dalai cursed him as a waste in his heart, and shouted in a low voice: "Pass on my order!"

"The Guobulemokun and Sa'ejin tribes will follow me as the vanguard for reconnaissance, and the rest of the tribes will follow behind me, ready to retreat at any time!"

Guobulemokun and Saejin both looked bitter, but they had no choice but to bow and say, "Yes!"

Ajang Dabing also spoke up, "Change leads to chaos, and chaos benefits the weak but not the strong."

"The Qin army is powerful now, but they actively seek change in such a critical matter as the camp. I think there is something fishy going on!"

"I want to take the shamans in the army with me to prevent the evil spirit from performing magic and harming the king!"

Thinking of Ying Chengjiao's answering curse before the battle, Dalai's heart suddenly tightened, and he bowed his head in gratitude and said: "Thank you, Great Shaman!"

More than ten thousand knights and shamans gathered around Dalai, advancing cautiously and quickly towards the southwest. Soon, under the moonlight, they saw the camp that the scouts had mentioned.

It was not until he saw the camp with his own eyes that Dalai finally understood why the scouts described the camp as strange, and why they were unable to estimate the enemy's strength based on the size of the camp.

Because at this moment, Dalai also showed a black question mark face: "Why is it so strange?"

"It's ok that the tents in this camp look weird, but the layout of this camp doesn't even look like a camp. Instead, it looks like a... village?!"

In just a split second, Dalai thought of nine ways to break through the camp in front of him! Nine in total!
Dalai didn't believe that Ying Chengjiao would make such a low-level mistake. The only possibility was that this was not a camp, but a village!
Ajiang Dabing glanced at the houses and nodded slowly, saying, "Your Majesty, what you said makes sense."

"From the perspective of a military camp, this camp is very stupid."

"But if we look at it from the perspective of a place where people live together, this camp is very smart, especially suitable for tribes that herd sheep and horses to stay temporarily in during the winter."

Seeing that Ajiang Dabing's opinion was the same as his, Dalai was so angry that he laughed: "Well, well, well! What a bunch of Qin dogs! What an evil god!"

"I am not defeated! Tunguska is still alive! This evil god actually wants to build a house and live with Qin Dog in my Tunguska Sacred Mountain?!"

The war is going on, and you're already building infrastructure on my land?

This is my fucking home!!!

Lord Chang'an, you are not treating me as a human being by doing this!

As the generals echoed the angry rebuke, Centurion Udejig led dozens of scouts and rushed back. When they got close to Dalai, they hit his heart with their right fist and said solemnly, "Your Majesty! Our troops have not yet fully explored the enemy's camp."

"So far, we have not found even one enemy soldier in the enemy camp." "The campfires and stoves left by the enemy are all cold, which seems to indicate that no one has lived there recently."

Dalai breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, as long as it wasn't an ambush!
Without the external threat, Dalai became more and more unhappy the more he looked at the village ahead, and said in a cold voice: "Pass the order! The Gobulemokun tribe will be the vanguard and enter the enemy camp first. Everyone, follow me to get closer and take a look."

"I want to see what the evil god and Qin Dog have created in my sacred mountain of Tunguska!"

Guobulemokun led his men into the village and conducted a thorough carpet search.

Dalai and Ajiang Dabing also led the follow-up troops into the village one after another.

"Is this the house Qin Quan built in the Jin'alin Mountains?" Walking into a house, Dalai patted the wood that made up the wall and said, "This house is really different from the one in Jicheng!"

"It can be seen that this evil god is also a person who favors some and despises others!"

Dalai had no clear concept of the residential houses in the Yanzhao area. The houses he came into contact with most were the palace complex of the King of Dai and the residences of the important ministers and generals of the Dai State.

Compared with those luxurious buildings, the small wooden house in front of us does look quite shabby.

But Ajang Dabing has a different view.

Patting the wall, Ajiang Dabing said with joy, "Pile up pine wood and fill it with moss to block the cold wind? Great talent!"

Ajiang Dabing held the door frame with both hands, jumped onto the door beam, stroked the ceiling with his hands, picked up some soil from the ceiling and put it into his mouth, nodding thoughtfully: "This ceiling is paved with wooden boards, and it should be covered with soil, grass and horse manure. Although I don't know what the deep meaning of this action is, it should be meaningful!"

"This roof is quite ingenious! A roof like this will not accumulate too much snow, and will not be easily crushed by the falling snow!"

The old Ajiang Dabing was squatting on the beam like a nimble monkey at this moment, looking at Dalai with shining eyes and said, "Your Majesty, I have never seen the houses of the southerners with my own eyes, so I don't know how magnificent those houses are."

“But this house is definitely more suitable for me, a Tungusic person!”

Dalai said with some displeasure: "But these houses are all built with wood. What good can it do even if you have some ingenuity?"

“When stewing or grilling, if you’re not careful, the whole house will turn into a bonfire.”

"Do I have to go outside to cook if I live in this room?"

Dalai knew that the advantages that Ajiang Dabing mentioned were real.

But when he thought that this was a house built by the evil god from the south, Dalai felt uncomfortable with it and wanted to find some faults.

Wudejige pointed to the inner room and said, "Your Majesty, you can enter the back room through this door."

"There is a ground in the back room with ashes scattered on it. I think it is where people cook."

Ajiang Dabing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he slid down to the ground while holding onto the pillar, and asked repeatedly: "Where is the place you are talking about?"

Dalai hurried forward to support Ajiang Dabing and said worriedly, "Great Shaman, please slow down!"

Ajiang Dabing shook off Dalai's support and shouted anxiously, "Lead the way quickly!"

Dalai had no choice but to support Ajiang Dabing and walk to the back room with Wudejige.

Udejig pointed to a stove built with bricks and cement and said, "Your Majesty, this is where I found the ashes."

Dalai was surprised when he saw this: "Qin Quan really wants to cook in this pinewood house?!"

"Is Qin Quan not afraid of a fire in this room?"

Ajiang Dabing threw a few pieces of wood into the stove, and then threw in a burning torch, and then said in a deep voice: "Since it is unclear, let's find out."

"Please leave first to avoid fire."

Dalai really wants to leave.

After all, the commander-in-chief of the Qin army had stolen the power of Miren Zamulha (the God of Fire), and Dalai was very worried that a Ying Chengjiao would suddenly emerge from the furnace!

But Dalai couldn't afford to lose face, so he said gently: "The Great Shaman will leave first, and I will leave the verification to others..."

Before Dalai could finish, Ajiang Dabing said in a deep voice: "No!"

"This matter is of great importance!"

“I have to stand here myself, watch with my own eyes, light the fire myself and even cook the meal myself!”

"Don't worry, my king. With the protection of Changshengtian, I will be fine!"

Ajiang Dabing said so, and Dalai could only force a smile and said, "The Great Shaman has the protection of the Eternal Heaven, and I, too, have the protection of the Eternal Heaven!"

"Since the Great Shaman wishes to verify it personally here, I will be here with him!"

Ajiang Dabing saw the fear in Dalai's heart and his outward pretense, but Ajiang Dabing said nothing and just smiled kindly.

The two of them just stood there quietly, waiting quietly, watching the flames in the stove jumping together.

A quarter of an hour later, the flames were still burning in the furnace. Dalai could not help but take off his helmet, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked in confusion: "Why is it so hot?"

(End of this chapter)