Chapter 212 You're Alive!

Chengding Town was only a few dozen miles south of Big Yellow City.

Before heading to Big Yellow City, Xu Han had led his army to rest here, and now he had brought 60,000 remnants back.

Actually, thinking back and forth for less than ten days made people feel as if they were in another world.

"Big Brother Chu, are you alright?" Xu Han came to the tent where Chu Chouli was staying and asked with concern. Previously, Su Mu'an had already told him about Chu Chouli's situation. However, at that time, Xu Han had no time to ask about the emergency situation. At this time, the army was stationed here, and Xu Han finally had time to spare. After arranging for everyone, he rushed here at the first possible moment.

"It's fine." The middle-aged man shook his head straightforwardly. The expression on his face was surprisingly good, unlike the injured person.

"Are you alright? I saw you vomit so much blood." Su Mu'an, who was following behind Xu Han, obviously did not agree with Chu Chouli's words. He stepped forward and said loudly at that time.

"It's not a big deal. It's just that drinking too much will hurt your internal organs. Take care of yourself and drink less water. You'll slowly recover." At this time, the tent's curtain was pushed open, and Qin Keqing, who was hung with the medicine box, stepped in.

She was dressed in a light green gown and her face was slightly pale. She thought that taking care of the wounded in Big Yellow City these past few days really made her a little tired.

"I told you not to drink so much wine! If you don't listen, look!" Su Mu'an 's thoughts were simple, and she immediately echoed Qin Keqing's words. Although he did not like Chu Chouli, who drank all day long, he did not want to see Chu Chouli's health deteriorate. Naturally, these words were also words of persuasion.

"I know, I know!" Being reprimanded by an eleven or twelve year old child, Chu Chouli's face was somewhat unhanging. He said so perfunctorily, wanting to expose this matter.

"What kind of attitude is this? I'm doing this for your own good!" Su Mu'an had never been able to deal with Chu Chouli, but upon hearing his words, she immediately refuted it.

"This is the prescription I gave you, and all the ingredients are placed here. You have to take it on time every day. No mistakes are allowed." At the side, Qin Keqing skillfully took out several medicinal ingredients from the medicine box and placed them on the table beside her. Then, she instructed Chu Chouli, but the other party was busy bickering with Su Mu'an and had no time to care about her.

Seeing this, Qin Keqing shook her head helplessly and turned around to leave.

"Keqing." But at this moment, Xu Han suddenly called out from the side. "I'll walk with you."

Hearing this, Qin Keqing was slightly stunned, but in the end, she still nodded and walked out of the tent with her head lowered.

Seeing this, Xu Han hurriedly followed.

…

Most of the 60,000 remnants of Big Yellow City were foot soldiers, and almost half of them were injured. Their marching speed was not optimistic.

Whether it was Mu Ji or Xue Qinguan, as long as they wanted to chase after them, it wouldn't be difficult.

Xu Han and Qin Keqing walked side by side in the camp where the wounded could be seen everywhere. The atmosphere between the two of them was rather dull.

'"But Qing" Xu Han pondered for a long time, but he was the first to break the silence.

"Huh?" The girl turned her head to look at him. On her beautiful and moving face, there was a calm that made people feel at ease. It seemed to be her innate temperament.

"Next, I'm going back to Chang'an. What are your plans?" Xu Han asked.

Or perhaps because she had experienced the baptism of war, the girl's mind had matured a lot. She blinked at Xu Han, "Young Master, are you going to chase me away?"

"No." Xu Han shook his head. "You must have seen the danger in Big Yellow City. If we can safely return to Chang'an, I believe that the head of the Long Night Division should be no weaker than Mu Ji."

"Young Master, are you worried about Keqing?" Qin Keqing's lips curled into a smile as she asked softly.

Xu Han wasn't sure what Qin Keqing was thinking, but he didn't conceal his thoughts, so he nodded and said truthfully, "Yes."

"What about Martial Uncle Ye? What about Senior Sister Ziyu and Senior Brother Zhou? Aren't you worried?" Qin Keqing asked.

Xu Han was stunned. Ye Hongjian was originally from Tiance Prefecture. She could not escape this matter, and Zhou Zhang's identity was even more subtle. There was no need to say anything. As for Fang Ziyu, her cultivation was not ordinary, and coupled with the matter of the Exquisite Pavilion, she would not be willing to hide her name like this. She would surely follow Xu Han to Chang'an to survive in secret. Only Qin Keqing's cultivation was not outstanding. In addition, Xu Han thought that she was only an inner sect disciple after all. Perhaps she was not that enthusiastic about the matters of the Exquisite Pavilion, so he felt that she needed to go to Chang'an with them.

Before Xu Han could say anything, the hesitation on his face made Qin Keqing guess a little.

"Young Master thinks that Keqing's status in the Exquisite Pavilion is low, so he doesn't have much memory of the mountain gate in his heart?" Qin Keqing's expression suddenly turned cold. "But Young Master, do you know that if it weren't for the pity of the elders of the sect back then, Qing might only be a pitiful maid in a certain courtyard now, or she might have fallen into the willow smoke and become a prostitute? The sect treats me like a new generation. Now that the sect is in trouble, how can Qing ignore it?"

"Even if your cultivation base is low, but your sect's affection, Qing thinks that you are not inferior to Senior Sister Ziyu."

Qin Keqing's words were unexpected to Xu Han, but this seemingly weak girl's body hid a stubbornness that made Xu Han's heart break. He was slightly stunned. He was about to say something, but in the distant night, a burst of flames lit up.

Along with them came the sound of hurried and dull hooves of horses.

Xu Han's eyes narrowed, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

"Enemy attack!" At that time, the soldiers in charge of guarding also let out a loud shout, and the Nuoda barracks became restless at that time.

…

This chase was even easier than Cui Ting had imagined.

In just half a day, he had discovered Xu Han and the others, who were camping not far from Big Yellow City.

He looked closely at the tent not far away. Most of them were wounded. No wonder Mu Ji wanted to surround these defeated generals so badly. It wouldn't take much effort for such a defeated brigade to capture them. If the method was right, it could even be used for himself to replenish his army that had suffered heavy losses from Mu Ji.

Thinking of this, Cui Ting glanced at Mu Ji beside him and thought to himself, This Beijiang King is really good at scheming.

At this moment, several figures walked out of the other party's camp. The leader was a youth with a white cloth wrapped around his right arm. Cui Ting could sense that his cultivation was only at the Three Elements Realm. He thought it was the young manor master of Tiance Prefecture.

He curled his lips in disdain and thought to himself, "Great Zhou is empty."

"I am Cui Ting, the pillar of the Great Xia Empire. Aren't you going to surrender as soon as possible?" But he still shouted as usual.

However, his aggressive shouting did not receive any response.

The sword on the youth's back was unsheathed. The expression on his face was cold and solemn under the light of the fire. In the tent behind him, tens of thousands of archers lined up behind the youth. The long arrows were strung and the fierce bows were pulled full.

You still want to resist desperately?

Cui Ting frowned, somewhat puzzled and unhappy.

He really couldn't understand what gave these defeated generals the courage to resist.

"Guozhu, may I go lobby for Guozhu?" At this moment, the white-clothed man sitting on the wooden chair beside him suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, Cui Ting was stunned. He looked at the Northern Region King calmly for a while, but he was still unable to make up his mind.

Cui Ting was still worried about Mu Ji's schemes.

However, Mu Ji's expression was calm, making it hard for Cui Ting to see it clearly. However, most of the 60,000 soldiers were elites of Big Yellow City, and they were extremely good at bow horses. It could not be said that they were not a great help to Cui Ting. Therefore, he thought that without the fifty thousand Mu Clan soldiers, could Mu Ji still defect and defeat the two hundred thousand Great Xia cavalry in his hands by relying on these sixty thousand defeated generals? In the end, the uneasiness in his heart was slightly calmed down.

"Then I'll have to trouble Your Highness." He said with a calm gaze. Then, he winked at a soldier behind him. The soldier immediately understood. He pushed Mu Ji's wooden chair forward and slowly walked towards the remnants of Big Yellow City.

…

"It's Mu Ji?" Xu Han frowned as he looked at the white-clothed man sitting on the wooden chair, who was being pushed towards their location, and asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Zhou Zhang, who was beside him, nodded and stared at the white-clothed man with a gloomy gaze.

Dozens of breaths of time wasn't long.

However, to Xu Han and the others, it was like passing the year.

This Beijiang King's reputation was too great. Under the envelopment of his aura, the hearts of everyone present couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Mr. Lu, Hou Ling, and the others were seriously injured in the previous battle. There was practically no one available on Xu Han's side, so he had no choice but to forcibly walk forward.

The two of them stood in front of the formation surrounded by the two of them. Their gazes intertwined, and they both looked at each other at the same time.

Mu Ji was in stark contrast to Xu Han's imagination of being domineering and majestic. He looked more like a Confucian scholar who stayed at home and didn't walk out of two doors. He knew that he was reading and practicing calligraphy. Of course, he was the kind of sickly Confucian scholar.

"You are Xu Han?" Xu Han finished sizing up Mu Ji, and Mu Ji also finished sizing up Xu Han.

At that time, that Beijiang King was the first to break the silence between the two of them.

Xu Han nodded without replying.

"Oh, you're younger than I thought." Mu Ji was not annoyed by Xu Han's response. Instead, he continued with a calm expression.

"His meridians are exhausted, his blood energy is weak, and his vitality is weak. The illness of the Northern Region King is even more serious than I imagined." Xu Han also replied. Xu Han understood the logic of losing without losing the formation.

"Is that so?" However, Mu Ji's reaction was extremely calm. Thinking about it, he knew his own body very well. He smiled noncommittally and swept his gaze towards the people behind Xu Han. Suddenly, his body trembled as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Then, for the first time in the history of Beijiang King, shock appeared in his eyes.

He murmured.

"You … you're still alive …"

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