The Thousand-faced Young Master who was left in the big tent finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
He lay on the ground on his back, looking at the tent roof, murmuring to himself: "Girl Shen, girl Shen, I don't mean to harm you intentionally. I would rather let you fall into Chu Shaoyang's hands than always It’s better than you becoming a snack in the belly of a beast.”
After a pause, he murmured again: "I can't let you die like this. If you die, who can I ask for the things you owe me?"
He seemed to feel reassured and closed his eyes, preparing to take advantage of this time to recuperate.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he closed his eyes, he heard the sound of boots coming from outside the tent.
"I've met the county prince!"
The defender at the entrance of the big tent said loudly.
County Prince
The Thousand-faced Young Master suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the tent door.
Could this county prince be Tuoba Zheng? Why did this pervert come here
Tuoba Zheng hesitated for a long time and finally decided to thank Chu Shaoyang in person.
After he was rescued by the soldiers sent by Chu Shaoyang, he gathered the remaining troops and counted the number of people. He found that the remaining soldiers of the 100,000-strong army were less than 10,000. Overnight, the 90,000-strong army was buried in the Inside and outside Yuezhou City.
This blow immediately stunned him.
"One hundred thousand men, but now there are less than 10,000 left. Military Master Pang, why do you want me to go back and see my father?"
Tuoba Zheng stood there in a daze, tears uncontrollably falling from his eyes. He was ashamed and remorseful, wishing he could hit him to death.
Military Advisor Pang advised: "Your Majesty, victory or defeat is a matter of military strategism. We also fell into the trap of Western Chu. Their military advisor is really smart. My schemes fall into his traps everywhere. I am not his opponent. This is This defeat is all my fault, and I will apologize to the emperor when I return to the capital."
Tuoba Zheng shook his head and said: "This matter has nothing to do with you, Military Master Pang. It's because this prince has his own way. Chu Shaoyang once advised me not to enter the city. It's because I'm too prejudiced against him. I can't listen to a word he said. If I had known this, I would have regretted it! I didn’t expect that he didn’t care about his old grudges and hated me for being rude to him. Instead, he sent someone to save your life and mine at the critical moment. I have a clear grudge between men. I must express my gratitude to him in person. ”
He had always been arrogant, believing that he was a prince, and looked down upon Chu Shaoyang who surrendered. It was not until Chu Shaoyang saved his life that he put aside his prejudices and was grateful and admired for Chu Shaoyang.
So he took Military Advisor Pang and went straight to Chu Shaoyang's camp.
"Is His Royal Highness the King of Chu in the tent? I heard that His Highness the King of Chu was seriously injured and came here to visit."
Although Tuoba Zheng came to apologize, he still had to maintain the prince's face in front of the troops.
The defender said: "Back to the king, His Royal Highness the King of Chu is not in the tent. He just left on horseback."
Tuoba Zheng was startled: "Left? Wasn't he seriously injured? Why didn't he recuperate in the tent, but where did he go?"
"I don't know, please forgive me." The defender bowed.
"That's all, I, the prince, will wait until he comes back to visit."
Tuoba Zheng waved his hand and turned to leave, but suddenly turned back and said, "I'd better wait for him in his tent."
He walked towards the big tent and was about to lift the tent door.
The defender stretched out his hand to stop him, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the King of Chu is not in the tent. Others are not allowed to enter the tent of the King of Chu without permission."