A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 279: Real Identity

Translator: LiamHW

Song Qinghan was utterly shocked as his pair of pupils shrank. While staring at the peaceful face in disbelief, he uttered in a low voice, “Xiaoyan… Why did he…?”

Right. The person who emerged in the scene and blocked the arrow was no one else but Xiaoyan, the one who was highly suspected by Song Qinghan currently.

Song Qinghan thought he had almost discovered the truth, but such a picture happening right away in his eyes made himself down in the turbulence of confusion.

Why? Why did Xiaoyan sacrifice himself to save Wu Dahu, blocking the arrow?

His mind was crammed with a mess right now, as the expression on his face changed violently.

And at the moment Xiaoyan sacrificed himself blocking the arrow, Wu Dahu used all his strength to behead the bulky man he was fighting against.

Yet unfortunately, everything was too late when he turned around to pick Xiaoyan in his hands.

The fierce attack from the enemy’s side seemed never cease, therefore he had to fight at any moment without a second to care about the other things. But something might have been gradually changing.

Noticing that the morale from the side of Qingmu was inspired while the bugle call rang more encouraging, Song Qinghan was inspired as well with a hope in mind, yet at the same time something was provoking his worry again inside.

Well, it seemed that everything now seemed to sink into a total stalemate after Xiaoyan died. Everything evaporated and no one was going to give them a helping hand to tackle the issue and make the ensuing investigation anymore.

Shuluo seemed to have sensed a sentiment inside Song Qinghan, he then reached out to place his hand on Song Qinghan’s shoulder, while asking, “Do you know that guy?”

Song Qinghan nodded slightly but then he shook his head, “I am not sure if I know him or not because I have no idea who he is at all.”

No matter whether the current Xiaoyan was a replacement living with the fake identity taking the other’s name, or, as he expected, the name ‘Xiaoyan’ was in fact a fake name created to obtain trust, the man would never come back anymore…

At the thought of the mournful misery, he sighed, and then titled his head toward Shuluo, “We should go back now, the result of the fight is doomed.”

It was a truth that it was a complete misfortune for the Qingmu troop not to be guided by the Commander General, but it was still their fortune that they regained the support from Wu Dahu who spared no effort devoting himself to fight. Therefore it was only about time to defeat the enemy.

Shuluo, however, was unaware of the meaning hidden in Song Qinghan’s statement. But he was still willing to be obedient under Song Qinghan’s commands, and out of concern, he left until Song Qinghan finally reached his accommodation.

Song Qinghan lay on the bed and rested for a while. When he heard the movement outside, he asked directly, “You’re back?”

“Yes.” Wu Dahu answered in a hoarse voice, while removing the armor on him. And after that, voice of running water was heard behind Song Qinghan’s back, and probably Wu Dahu was trying to take a bath.

“Have you… Have you succeeded investigating the real identity of Xiaoyan?”

Song Qinghan couldn’t help but ask even though he thought it probably was not the right time to ask something like that.

However, to his surprise, Wu Dahu answered in a slow manner, “He only thanked me to have saved his mixed-race brother.”

After this statement, Wu Dahu sank into a long silence without further explanation. But everything had already been crystal-clear in Song Qinghan’s mind.

It wasn’t that Wu Dahu didn’t want to explain, but that he had lost his memory. The only person who could understand this sentence now was no one else but himself.

They had saved only one mixed-race man before, and that was the one who was taken by Muhammad long ago. And now it turned out that Xiaoyan was his brother?

Well then, this was indeed an evidence proving that what Song Qinghan conceived was not wrong at all, that Xiaoyan was sent by Muhammad was the fact. And as for the intention of his involving in this affair, he must come here to impede the progress both in Qingmu and the barbarian side. They were good at disturbing everything after all.

And the fact had proved that their tactic in this affair turned out to be perfect. Both sides of Qingmu and the barbarian suffered a great loss after this fierce war, which required both sides of the army to get a long while rest to regain their strength.

On the other hand, Mork should have been absorbed in observing Qingmu and concentrating on this war, and at the same time was off guard to care the situation of their base camp. And this gave a great opportunity to sneak attack for Muhammad.

Well, everything was just a conjecture in a row in Song Qinghan’s mind right at this moment. And after he came back to his senses, Wu Dahu had already showed up in front of him.

Song Qinghan sized up Wu Dahu’s body up and down. Noticing that no more wounds except the discernible small bruises on Wu Dahu’s skin, Song Qinghan heaved a sigh of great relief, and he uttered in a gentle tone, “Muhammad seems to be a real brave mastermind letting Xiaoyan to fool between two countries. That was in fact a deadlock and a mortal task for him.”

Wu Dahu paused and suddenly said, “He could have not died if we were really fooled by him.”

At the thought of everything happened before, Song Qinghan sighed again slightly, and then responded in a slow and sentimental manner, “But we weren’t, right? Besides, his tricks would finally be discovered at the end no matter what.”

As they were showing their pity over the death of Xiaoyan, someone came outside the tent and informed that the Commander General had awaken and summoned him.

Wu Dahu subconsciously looked at Song Qinghan and stretched forth his hand, “Want to go with me? It is at the same time a great chance to explain everything about Xiaoyan to the Commander General.”

Song Qinghan also wanted to know what information Wu Dahu had gathered when he went out. Therefore he nodded, and put his hand into Wu Dahu’s palm and then followed him in behind.

After the duo entered the Commander General’s tent, Little Shitou was right there stretching his chubby hands towards Song Qinghan, and he shouted, “Femi Daddy! Femi Daddy!”

Song Qinghan smiled, bowed and paid his salute to the Commander General and then reached out to take Little Shitou over in his arms.

He did not see Little Shitou in the Commander General’s tent last time. And now it turned out that probably the Commander General worried that Little Shitou would be scared by seeing how serious he got hurt, so he command the servant to take care of Little Shitou.

Wu Dahu didn’t intend to waste time and came to report directly, “Xiaoyan, in fact, is a spy sent by a third party. And according to our conjecture, he hid himself at the barbarian army camp at first, and after he found the presence of Han doing operation on the others. He devised a scheme to fabricate a virtual name and obtain my trust.”

“He was indeed so good at playing a show while showing no malice to us all the time, therefore we perceived nothing strange at his identity. It was not until all of us came back to Qingmu did we discover the strangeness.”

“I went out to collect evidence days ago, and to my surprise, I found that he did have contacted every person who had conflicts against me along the way. However, it was not Xiaoyan’s original intention to make every evil thing at all. Those hidden people were aware of the fact that the existence of Xiaoyan might be a tool for them to contain me.”

While Wu Dahu was explaining, the Commander General was getting more serious on his face. And then he responded in a deep voice, “So what you mean is that there is actually no spy among us at all. But who exposed our route by the way?”

Wu Dahu paused suddenly, as if he was weighing whether it was a proper act to confess or not.

But as he noticed that the confusion in the Commander General’s eyes was growing deeper and deeper, he chose to explain at the end, “No one exposed that, but it was the conjecture of Xiaoyan.”

It could be seen that the Commander General’s pupils shrank suddenly at the moment Wu Dahu explained, and he subconsciously answered, “That’s impossible. How was he able to guess that?”

Resignation crammed in Wu Dahu’s eyes as he found the Commander General was in great disbelief, and then he explained again in a low voice, “It was also his credit to bring this victory to our side because he guessed the marching route of the barbarians. He confessed everything to me at his last seconds. So…”

‘When a man is near death he speaks from his heart’, even though the Commander General would never believe that someone was able to guess what his thought was, he had admit that what Wu Dahu confessed might be the ultimate truth in this whole affair.

It was indeed a miracle to discover someone who got a prowess at guessing the other’s mind within a tiny tolerance.

It was, however, a pity at the same time that this prodigy was envied and taken away by the celestial beings, and vanished with the wind at the end.