At this moment, where was Yue Fuguang, the one being thought of by the rulers of Dayan and the countless common people?
Setting out from Flower City, in no more than five or six days, she had already traveled through the entire regions of Xingzhou and Yizhou. One could say that working from a flying carriage was not only efficient but also far less tiring than riding in a horse-drawn carriage.
Aside from Feng Tang, the people in her flying carriage had changed from He Jin and Yu Huaixian to the two sisters, Shen Chunying and Luo Shendong.
"Your Excellency, look down there!"
Yue Fuguang, who had been busy playing with three little white fluffballs, heard Luo Shendong’s exclamation and couldn't help but stop what she was doing. She followed the direction of Luo Shendong's finger and looked down.
What came into view were bombs exploding one after another, sending mud, grass, and debris flying into the air. Mixed in with the debris were splatters of red blood and shreds of flesh!
From the uniforms of the two armies below, it was easy to distinguish which side was the Dayan army and which was the Nanyue army.
The situation on the battlefield was a one-sided crushing defeat.
"Your Excellency, are we about to win?" Luo Shendong also pressed against the window to look down.
"Your Excellency, is that Nanyue's third city, Yucheng, down there? If Generals Xu and Wei take Yucheng, they'll be only four or five hundred li from Nanyue's capital, Gancheng!"
As long as the Dayan army breached Gancheng, most of Nanyue would be in Dayan’s hands!
"I hope Generals Xu and Wei can hurry up. In another ten days, both Nanyue and Nanzhao will see heavy rain, and the situation will be almost the same as it is now in Dongyi."
Yue Fuguang had heard that Weicheng and Fengcheng, already captured by the Dayan army, were beginning to restore order. So, she thought she would come over to bring some rain, letting the Nanyue people below know that Dayan regarded them as citizens of the same nation and would not treat them differently.
This was also her way of helping Emperor Mingxi win the people's hearts!
Flying past the battlefield littered with blood and bodies, Yue Fuguang turned the carriage back. The area around Fengcheng and Weicheng spanned nearly four hundred li. With her current abilities, she couldn’t finish it in one day, and two days would be too much.
But judging by today’s battle at Yucheng, it was possible that by tomorrow, Yucheng would be Dayan’s territory. She might as well relieve the drought for the people down there while she was at it.
Wherever the Dayan army advanced, her rain would follow—truly a remarkable sight!
[Host, weren’t you curious to see what an ancient battlefield looked like? Why did you only take one glance and leave?]
The system couldn’t understand. Its host had changed bodies, but it seemed her ancestral warrior genes were still tagging along.
It really didn’t get what was so interesting about a bloody battlefield, yet its host would eagerly travel a long way to see it.
"I did want to see the clash of ancient cold weapons, but I forgot that the Dayan army not only has the weapons and armor forged with the iron-smelting techniques I provided but also gunpowder!
This kind of steamrolling offensive is just a one-sided slaughter, nothing interesting to watch."
At least it was nothing like what she had seen in movies and TV shows. There was no epic showdown of cold weapons, as the two sides were too mismatched in strength.
[After Generals Xu and Wei take Yucheng, they probably won’t rush toward Gancheng, but will first capture the neighboring city of Jialing, connecting the captured cities into a continuous line. That way, they’ll have no worries about their rear.]
"System, isn’t the current defender of Jialing City Nanyue’s Prince Cheng?"
[Yes, it’s him. This man also covets the throne, especially after learning that Gan Sheng is gravely ill. To preserve his own forces, he’s even more reluctant to venture out and fight.
He lost Weicheng, didn’t reinforce Fengcheng when it was besieged, and now he won’t save Yucheng either. If this man really becomes emperor, he’d be much easier to deal with than Gan Sheng.]
"Little Zhu, when Wei Shouyi and the others attack Jialing City, keep an eye out. Make sure Prince Cheng doesn’t die, and leave him an escape route if possible."
[Does master mean to let Prince Cheng flee back to Gancheng to compete for the throne?]
"Exactly. Let them fight among themselves. After they’ve worn each other out or a victor emerges, the Dayan army can then swoop in to harvest the spoils. Wouldn’t that be simpler?"
[When the sandpiper and the clam grapple, it’s the fisherman who gains. Master, what a brilliant idea!]
When Feng Tang heard the phrase "when the sandpiper and the clam grapple, it’s the fisherman who gains," his heart stirred. Although he had never heard that allusion before, he couldn’t help but feel that the Divine Artifact’s analogy was very apt.
They of Dayan were to be that fisherman. If they followed the Junior Preceptor’s strategy, many Dayan soldiers might be spared from dying pointless deaths in sieges.
In this regard, Feng Tang and Yue Fuguang were of one mind. She also hoped that even in war, as few lives as possible would be lost.
"It’s raining! It’s raining!"
Everyone in the flying carriage heard the joyful cheers of the people below.
Yue Fuguang wasn’t the type to do good deeds and stay anonymous. Their flying carriage was flying very low at this point, just a few hundred meters above the ground, allowing the Dayan army and the Nanyue people below to clearly see its full outline.
"Look up! It’s the Divine Maiden!"
"The Divine Maiden! The Divine Maiden has bestowed sweet rain upon us!"
"Thank the Divine Maiden for her blessing!"
"Thank the Divine Maiden for her blessing!"
When it came to thanking the Divine Maiden for the rain, the Nanyue people did not hold back.
Especially those who had secretly enshrined statues of Yue Fuguang in their homes were busy rushing back to fetch incense and candles.
They would burn incense in her presence right then and there!
Yue Fuguang: "There’s really no need for that." (Mental note)
As for those Nanyue residents who had once mocked their neighbors and fellow villagers for worshipping a foreign girl, they were now filled with nothing but shock and regret!
They had never imagined that the Dayan Junior Preceptor, who had introduced high-yield crop seeds, was genuinely a Divine Maiden—not, as they had initially thought, a mortal elevated to divinity!
Neither was it Dayan fabricating a deity; she was divine by nature, and now that it could no longer be hidden, they were fortunate enough to witness it!
This meant the rumors of the Divine Maiden bringing rain within Dayan’s borders must also be true!
"So my friend, who lives just across the river that borders Dayan—his letters were all real!"
A scholarly-looking man stared up at the beautiful celestial carriage pulled by two white flying horses in the sky, his eyes full of sudden realization.
"Brother Liu, what did you say?" Another scholar, equally stunned into speechlessness, heard his friend’s murmuring and couldn’t help asking.
"Ziyi, do you still remember the letter Brother Huang Wei sent me a month ago?"
"Brother Liu means… the prophecy that ‘the Divine Maiden descends, and destiny lies with Dayan’ is also real?" The young man called Ziyi widened his eyes.
They had never seen that inscription plaque in person, but from Brother Huang Wei’s description alone, they knew it was no ordinary object. And those words… they truly made one think.
Although the court had quickly suppressed the matter and strictly forbade discussion, the seed had already been planted in many hearts.
Now, watered by Yue Fuguang’s rain, it was time for it to sprout.
"Brother Ziyi, do you think such a saying could be false when the Divine Maiden herself has appeared?"
Brother Liu, the scholar, replied to his classmate while spending some silver coins to buy a few sticks of incense from a woman.
Following the example of the people on the street, he bowed respectfully toward the flying carriage in the sky.