Star Railway: The Pioneer's Journey

Chapter 147 The End of the Illusion

The spy was just an unremarkable young man.

How so?

The kind of person you'd basically disappear into if you threw them into a crowd.

That's why he was sent undercover to gather intelligence.

Lan only has a vague memory of this person.

Right now, they are going to meet. This is the only time Lan and that spy will meet. Later, after a four-hundred-year hibernation, they will face the invasion of Qiongsang and then be promoted... This spy who once made great contributions to them has long been submerged in the sea of ​​history.

I never expected to see him again.

...If only this person didn't have those eerie blue flames swirling around him.

Lan's eyebrows twitched when she saw the person appear from afar.

This guy, Suiyang, is no good. He's so unprofessional.

Lan muttered a sarcastic remark to herself, then saw Yun gesture for that person to come over.

Then that person just wouldn't come over.

Yunzhi: ?

He looked puzzled: "What is he doing?"

Lan: ......

It seems I've scared Suiyang.

Should we leave first?

Although Lan thought this way, she didn't move at all. Instead, she remained expressionless, her eyes piercing straight at the Suiyang.

The person whose entire body was enveloped in the flames of the yearning sun trembled in fright, and even the flames shook and swayed.

But after dawdling for a long time, they finally made it through.

—See? It was bound to come eventually; it's just that I didn't put enough pressure on myself.

Suiyang crept over.

Yunzhi didn't ask him why he hadn't come for so long.

He cut to the chase: "What's their plan?"

"Yes, General Lan. Lieutenant Yun, it's confirmed that the enemy will send small troops as bait on the nights of tomorrow and the day after to lure our main force into battle. Then, the enemy's main force will take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack and wipe out our entire army."

"Yeah?"

Yun bowed his head in deep thought.

Lan squinted, scrutinizing the spy from the Suiyang Bian.

The intelligence is false.

Lan knew very well that this information was false and fabricated by Suiyang.

The true spy's account was quite different—in fact, it could be said that the intelligence provided by the person transformed from Suiyang was entirely aimed at causing their defeat.

What is this Suiyang going to do?

The person transformed from Suiyang awkwardly avoided Lan's gaze.

Lan didn't expose him.

"I understand." Yun Zhi finally seemed to sigh, "Does the General have any instructions?"

The Clouds Asked the Question.

A pair of golden eyes stared intently at Suiyang.

"Are you sure this information is accurate?"

"I swear on my entire family that this is absolutely true!" Suiyang hurriedly lowered his head and swore.

Lan: ...

Emperor Sui, look at your filial sons and grandsons.

Suihuang, who was secretly observing from the sidelines, was furious!

"In that case, you can leave now." Without further delay, Lan turned and walked towards her tent.

Yun Zhi glanced at the spy and said, "Go, be careful in everything you do."

"Yes."

Suiyang seemed a little confused.

After all, in its mind, Yunzhi should say something like, "When you come back, I'll ask for credit for you."

Here, Yunzhi did not say anything.

Has it been discovered?

Completely baffled, Suiyang's pitiful brain also struggled to process so much information.

In the end, it disappeared first.

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Central Command Tent —

Lan and Yun entered the tent one after the other.

Yun rubbed his temples wearily: "Big trouble."

Lan closed her eyes: "He's lying."

"I know."

They can't rely on just one person for intelligence.

Although Yunzhi did send spies to the enemy, Lan was still very concerned about the positive intelligence.

While intelligence gathered by spies is valuable, if a spy betrays them from a hidden place, then the spies are the ones who will suffer the consequences.

The reliability of intelligence can only be determined when the intelligence gathered by spies and the intelligence from the main battlefield are combined without any conflict, and the enemy's movements are consistent.

We also need to prepare Plan A, Plan B, and Plan C; we absolutely cannot have only one plan.

Suiyang's lie was really not very clever.

Even without compiling the information, Cloud City knows it's definitely spreading false information.

"But why?" Yunzhi was even more confused: "If he had betrayed us, he wouldn't have used such flawed information to fool us. Besides, he is indeed trustworthy."

Lan's gaze was deep: "Yes... spies can be trusted."

That spy can certainly be trusted.

But the sun and moon cannot be trusted.

Lan strode to the sand table: "No matter what, let's win tomorrow's battle first."

If this Suiyang wants them to lose this war, then it's impossible.

Even if Lan himself hadn't participated, Yunzhi would still have won.

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So the next day, Lan personally led a team to raid the enemy camp, and designated his subordinates to stay behind, while Yun led another group to attack from the rear.

They lured the enemy into the valley and trapped them like turtles in a jar.

It's really amazing sometimes. Even though technology is quite advanced, soldiers are still needed to charge into battle during wartime.

If the enemy is a mixed bag, that's understandable; they're afraid of harming innocent people.

However, when the two armies are facing off, Yunzhi finds it hard to understand the thinking of those above him who don't use the cannons from the Immortal Ship.

In short, they won.

They returned victorious.

Inside the central command tent, Lan quietly gazed at something before her.

It looks so familiar.

"Where did you come from?" He asked with a smile.

"This is the reward the higher-ups gave you, the fruit of the Jianmu tree," His adjutant said with a smile as he helped him remove his armor.

If Yunzhi knew now that this thing forced Him into a four-hundred-year hibernation and allowed Him to live for four hundred years in almost hopeless waiting, would He still be so happy?

Suiyang really can't hold his temper.

Why not kill it from the beginning and let it think it has a good temper?

Lan revealed a strange smile.

The next second, the space on all four sides shattered like a mirror.

Yunzhi's pupils suddenly contracted.

—A bloodcurdling scream reached his ears.

He couldn't help but cover his ears.

Lan supported him, but her eyes were fixed on something else behind them.

"—When I first entered Suiyuan, you were the one closest to me, weren't you?"

Lan's voice was cold: "Just say what you want to say, why beat around the bush?"

"Or is it that the descendants of Emperor Sui are so incompetent that they don't even have the courage to speak up to his face?"

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Meanwhile, in the grove of trees—

"That's all we found."

Huo Huo, clutching a large pile of beautifully crafted picture books, collapsed beside Han Ya.

Xueyi, on the other side, was flipping through books with her hands flying, occasionally handing a page or two with words to her younger sister, Hanya.

The crow displayed the work ethic of a corporate slave, copying as it read, its ink and paper flying everywhere.

Tail:......

No, is this appropriate?

There were quite a few rumors about Lan and Yun during their human days, which is not unusual.

At first, Weiba thought that Xueyi really meant searching for history when she said that.

Unexpectedly, these three girls sneaked into the Immortal Ship's camp and brought out picture books with exquisite covers.

What? "The Domineering General and His Charming Adjutant", and "Ninety-Nine Times a Night: Adjutant, Don't Even Think About Escaping"? Oh, and there's also "The Adjutant's Little General Husband"?

No, how can these things be spread around in a military camp? Especially between those two people's direct subordinate units!

Fortunately, since everything in Suiyang's illusion requires memory to support it, the books that Suiyang didn't see in his memories were truly just blank sheets of paper.

However, some memorable moments will inevitably be preserved.

For example—"The adjutant looked at his general with tears in his eyes, his eyes red and swollen, his hands covering his abdomen, and asked desperately in a sob, 'Why, why did you abandon our child for that person?'..."

Holy crap, is this even humanly written? Those two characters' stories should clearly be sweet romance novels, so why is there a angst genre included?

—The old man, who had read too many novels following Huo Huo's footsteps, expressed his confusion.

But all he could do was watch helplessly as Han Ya worked on both fronts, copying books with great enthusiasm, a strange, maternal smile even appearing on the face of the office worker.

Until the illusion shattered, those eyesore books finally disappeared.

The tail let out a long sigh of relief.

Huo Huo, you must not let those two find out that you are secretly watching their story about yellow paint.