Xia Chu and Xiao Mubai also looked solemn as they listened to Bian Ding's narration.
Xia Chu had already checked Bian Ding's injuries and found that most of them were just external injuries and excessive internal energy depletion, so he immediately stuffed a pill into his mouth.
Xiao Mubai did not speak, but silently took off the water bag from his waist and handed it to Bian Ding.
Bian Ding took it and drank it in one gulp.
"I'm going back to Hanyang City. Is there anything you need me to tell you?" Xia Chu turned to Xiao Mubai and asked.
Xiao Mubai had never thought that Hanyang City would be so difficult to defend. All the soldiers' bows and arrows were destroyed, the water source was poisoned, and the back mountain formation was broken. Now there are only less than 2,000 fighting men left in the city.
Tomorrow, Kankan can maintain his position on the city tower, but it is impossible to attack from both front and back.
Fortunately, Hu's army was demoralized and suffered heavy casualties.
The original army of 300,000 people now only has 160,000 troops left.
"Xia Chu, you can't die in front of this king." Xiao Mubai called him by his real name for the first time, not the little marquis, nor Yi Dao.
Xia Chu and Bian Ding jumped slightly, stood up from the ground, looked back with a bright smile, and said softly: "I'll be back as soon as I go."
This ordinary face looked dazzling and radiant because of this smile.
It was so bright that Xiao Mubai's heart skipped a beat for no reason.
Xiao Mubai frowned, thinking that he admired Xia Chu's planning and careful thinking, so he didn't want him to be in crisis.
What's more, he still needs to save his life to save himself.
After thinking this, Xiao Mubai felt relieved and hurried back to the military camp to continue arranging his troops.
And Xia Chu took Bian Ding directly to General Zhao's tent.
Nuo Da's military camp was very empty at this time. Although there was only Raven guarding the tent, the descendants of the Zhao family and the defenders were extremely relieved.
Raven looked at the young man in blue in front of him, with no surprise on his face, and said softly: "Yidao, you are back."
It seemed as if Xia Chu didn't leave for ten days to find reinforcements, he just went to cook a meal for Yan Jianghong and would be back in a moment.
It was expected that Xia Chu would come back.
He is keeping his promise by waiting here.
That's all.
Xia Chu stepped forward and held his hand, feeling his pulse.
Seeing that he was fine, I felt a little calmer.
Although I knew that his sword skills were superb, I heard that he was guarding a mountain by himself.
Xia Chu's heart was still shocked to this day.
Xia Chu gave him a look of appreciation for what he did well, held his hand tightly, then let go, and went into the account first.
He knew the raven could understand, and his clenched hands were trembling slightly.
There is no need for words between them.
There was only Old General Zhao in the tent, staring at his armor thoughtfully.
The candlelight swayed and elongated his figure, making him appear to be extra tall and tall.
His tied hair was half gray, and Xia Chu couldn't see his face. Only his angular and strong jaw and wrinkled neck announced that the owner of this body was no longer a young boy with spring breeze and horse hoofs.
"Grandpa." Xia Chu stood at the tent and looked at his grandfather, who was over fifty years old. Although his hero was in his twilight years, his vigor was not diminished but growing.
General Zhao turned back with an incredible look of surprise on his face.
He does.
There is no guarantee that Xia Chu will really be able to come back in time.
Sometimes, he even doubted it.
These days, he has been trying hard to convince his children and grandchildren to believe in Xia Chu.
Whether or not, he is also trying to convince himself to believe it.
"Has King Mo's army arrived?" General Zhao suddenly thought that perhaps Xia Chu had just come back on his own, and His Highness King Mo had not agreed to send troops.
"Here we come, an army of 80,000, camped thirty miles away. We originally planned to attack from both inside and outside the city, but Bian Ding reported the current situation in Hanyang City. As for the remaining Qingcheng soldiers, His Highness King Mo said that we should keep them Defend the city."
"Eighty thousand people is already the limit. I don't know how to repay His Highness King Mo's kindness in the future." Old General Zhao understood that this was already risking the charge of treason to force reinforcements.
"Grandpa, I have a plan, please listen to it." Xia Chu smiled slyly.
General Zhao saw the corners of his mouth raised, but before he heard what he said, his heart settled down.
Xia Chu was busy in Hanyang City until Yinshi, and then hurried back to the camp where King Mo's army was stationed.
Han Sa saw him entering the account but didn't stop him, he was used to it.
After Xia Chu entered the tent, Xiao Mubai, who was sleeping in his clothes, had already opened his eyes. He looked at Xia Chu who looked tired in the candlelight and asked, "Why is it so late?"
Xia Chu picked up the water bag and drank it all in one gulp, but replied: "Let's break camp and set off."
Xiao Mubai stood up and looked at him suspiciously all the way out of the tent.
Xia Chu hurriedly followed, fearing that His Highness King Mo would change his face again, so he said as he walked: "Although I don't know how you arranged it, I still gave you a surprise in Hanyang. In this battle, maybe we can wipe out all the Hu troops. In this way, you can offset the merit of privately deploying troops. "
Xiao Mubai first ordered to break camp and rush on the road, then turned around and looked at Xia Chu with raised eyebrows.
Xia Chu turned on his horse, seemingly not noticing his gaze, and just murmured: "I really want to have a good sleep..."
Xiao Mubai glanced at him, but this time he didn't look at him again. After getting on his horse, he said to Xia Chu: "You can ride with me and lean on the back to sleep for a while."
After hearing this, Xia Chu turned to him and smiled gratefully, then said with a solemn face: "Only after this battle is over can I sleep peacefully."
Xiao Mubai looked at the back of the horse riding away with a feeling of affection for a moment.
After all, the young Marquis of Xiahou Mansion is only fourteen this year.
Maybe it was fate.
The current emperor also joined the army at the age of fourteen.
With Zhao Dingshan, Gu Shiqing, and Xia Weimou, they conquered this country.
Xiao Mubai himself joined the army at the age of fourteen.
In that battle, he became famous in one battle, and that was how he formed the now famous King Mo Army.
Today's young Marquis also joined the army at the age of fourteen.
However, no matter how good he is, this battle is destined not to have his name.
The people of the Xiao Kingdom and the officials in the capital, when they are sleeping on high beds and having soft pillows, drinking and having fun, will not know that the young marquis of the Xiahou Mansion, for the sake of the Xiao Kingdom, for them, in this place beyond the Great Wall, Tried his best.
In such a comparison, it seems that Xia Chu is the worst one.
At any rate, Xiao Mubai gained fame after the war and actually gained military power.
And he...
Xiao Mubai sighed imperceptibly and chased after him.
Han Sa, who was following behind, began another messy and shocking day alone.
His Royal Highness, King Mo, took the initiative to ask Doctor Yi if he wanted to ride with him.
He actually asked him if he wanted to lean behind him for a while?
Doctor Yi refused with a smile and walked away.
The master didn't change his face, didn't get angry, or get angry. Judging from the expression on his face as he chased after him, he seemed to be a little bit distressed...
Oh my god.
Did Doctor Yi give his prince some medicine...
(End of chapter)