Work Prophet
Chapter 595 - 27 We Must Become More Cunning

Chapter 595: Chapter 27 We Must Become More Cunning

As Red Beard saw Li Yu approach, his face immediately showed a look of wariness, and at the same time, he was yelling.

"Idiot, what are you looking at? If you have the guts, unbind the ropes from my hands. I promise I’ll twist your head off!"

"Save your strength..." Iron Spear said languidly, "You know he doesn’t understand you, and even if he did, he wouldn’t engage in a duel with you."

"Coward! All those imperial people are cowards, only daring to fight us from atop their horses, hiding behind those iron shells," Red Beard said bitterly.

Of course, he knew that such complaints were useless, but apart from complaining, there was nothing else he could do at the moment.

Ever since being chosen, Red Beard and Iron Spear had discussed countless times what those imperial people might want to do with them.

Both of them felt that their prospects were grim.

It wasn’t that they were pessimistic, but they racked their brains and couldn’t think of anything the imperial people would want with them other than to kill them to boost their troops’ morale.

So, the more agitated the surrounding warriors became, the colder Red Beard and Iron Spear felt inside. The atmosphere in the village when the tribal hunters returned from successful hunts in the mountains used to be just as festive.

Only this time, they were the prey, not the hunters.

Regret showed in Red Beard’s eyes, "I am the strongest warrior of the Mist Snake Tribe. As soon as Old Wutu draws his last breath, I can become the new Wutu."

"Too bad, it looks like we’re going to draw our last breaths before Old Wutu," Iron Spear said with a shrug, "unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless you let me try to seduce that fellow. Judging by the way those around him are treating him, he must be a big shot, and this is his second time coming to see me. I’m certain he’s interested in me."

"How do you know he’s here for you? When was the last time you bathed?" Red Beard scoffed.

"What else? He didn’t come looking for me, did he?" Iron Spear retorted, "I really wouldn’t mind... if you’re willing to make a sacrifice, see if we can carve out a way to live."

Red Beard was speechless. He had indeed heard rumors before, saying that some imperial nobility had grown tired of women after indulging too much and had started to take an interest in the same sex.

At this thought, Red Beard shuddered involuntarily and took a half-step back, only to be immediately lashed with a whip by the guard behind him.

Red Beard grunted in pain, glaring at the person who whipped him, which earned him another solid lash on his back.

Red Beard was nearly bursting with anger, but he also knew the principle of not suffering a loss in the face of force. He softened his approach significantly this time and turned to whisper to his sister.

"Do you really have a way to keep us alive?"

"Of course. They’ve just picked ten unlucky sods to give the army a morale boost. They have no idea that the Mist Snake Tribe’s strongest warrior is here.

"With so many people captured this time, the imperial people can kill others instead of us." Iron Spear spoke earnestly when it came to serious matters.

Red Beard found her reasoning sound and was somewhat tempted, but his pride as a man made it difficult for him to accept Iron Spear’s proposal.

After pondering, Red Beard added, "That guy doesn’t understand our language at all, how are you going to convince him to spare us? What if he just wants to sleep with you for free?"

"No way. As long as he’s been with me, I’ll have a way to get him to release us. Can you stop fussing? They might start acting soon."

"Do it," Red Beard finally made up his mind, gritting his teeth.

After all, it wasn’t Iron Spear he loved, but Shana because Shana was gentler. He knew his sister well; even for a wild person, she was a bit too wild.

Red Beard felt that he simply couldn’t tame this wild horse, and no man could truly tame her.

Seeing her brother finally nod, Iron Spear felt a surge of spirit, boldly looked towards Li Yu with a burning gaze, and then stretched out her tongue to lick her lips.

Then, she saw the man in the strange black attire turn around.

He walked away.

"Really, that’s all you’ve got?!" mocked Red Beard from the side.

"It’s my first time doing something like this, and I’m facing an imperial person, how should I know what he likes?" retorted Iron Spear, discontented, "If you’re not satisfied with me, then go ahead yourself."

Red Beard immediately shut his mouth, only to speak again after a while, "Your seduction failed, what do we do now, just wait for death?"

"I don’t know," Iron Spear sulkily said.

Red Beard wanted to say something more, but at this moment the guard behind them suddenly pushed them, signaling them to move forward.

Red Beard’s heart sank, but soon he noticed that the surrounding imperial soldiers had also started moving, beginning to march out.

Red Beard was somewhat at a loss, what did this mean, were they going to execute them without even watching them die?

On the contrary, Iron Spear cheered up again, "See, what did I tell you? That guy is interested in me, he let us off just to sleep with me."

"How do you know it’s because of you?" said Red Beard as they walked on.

"Are you an idiot? If it’s not to sleep with me, why would they bring us along when the army is setting out?"

"This..." Red Beard couldn’t think of an answer, but he did catch on to the important part of his sister’s words, "You’re saying that they are marching with us in tow?"

"Look around you, aren’t we right now in their army, walking together with them?"

At this point, Red Beard also realized, saying excitedly, "They are heading to the Dragon Ridge Mountain Range!"

"What else? You said it yourself, the dwarves would lure them to save that old guy with hairy ears."

"Then our chance has come too! Once we enter the mountains, that’s our territory," Red Beard could hardly hide the excitement in his voice, "Our chances of escape will be much greater."

"How can we escape, we’re surrounded by those imperial people right now."

"There will be a way, don’t forget we have our inside man among them."

"That guy isn’t here to save you and me."

"No matter what, we’ve got to establish contact with that guy first," said Red Beard, "I am the future Wutu of the Mist Snake Tribe, I can offer him some benefits, even land."

"That’s tribal land, even if you become Wutu you can’t give it away," Iron Spear reminded, "You’re not one of those imperial lords."

"I know, but that guy doesn’t know that, for now, we just need to persuade him, worst case scenario when we escape, I’ll compensate him with something else."

"You’ve been corrupted by those dwarves and imperial people, brother," Iron Spear said with disdain.

"A big battle is coming, if we want to survive, we have to become more cunning than those enemies," Red Beard stated.