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Chapter 1274 Reunion after a long absence
Medicinal mist rose from the bronze beast furnace in the tent, and Chu Ning's fingers, which were clutching the military newspaper, turned purple.
Feng Anguo's boots stepped over the wet bloodstains. The Chu general slammed the battle report on the edge of the sand table: "Report to the Crown Prince, General Zhao Yu completely wiped out 20,000 Qin cavalry, and Generals Guan and Ran killed more than 13,000 Qin and Jin reinforcements."
His Adam's apple rolled twice: "However, our army lost 18,723 people, including light cavalry..."
"Enough!" General Xiong Lie, who had a scar all over his face, pounded the table and the turbid wine in the bowl splashed on his curly beard.
"The damn Qin Army's Iron Cavalry Guards offer a reward of 100 gold coins for each head they behead. My subordinates can fill three sacks with ears just by cutting them off!" He slammed the iron-lined table until it creaked and the clerk's brush rolled to the ground.
A sneer came from the right. The young lieutenant general Lin Qingyuan in silver armor and white robe wiped his sword and said, "General Xiong, do you know that the one you killed today was only the auxiliary soldier on the left wing of the Qin army?"
The sword tip reflected his gloomy brows and eyes: "The true Iron Eagle Warriors, only 30% of them will be killed."
There was a sudden silence in the tent.
Guan Yun silently stroked the scorch marks on the crossbow arrow box. Ran Ming slammed the Xuanhua axe to the ground, with the axe handle buried three inches in the ground. "Among the heavy armors of the Jin army that I chopped off, there were seven sets of gilded tiger heads and shoulders."
He spat blood foam on the ground: "Do you know what this means?"
"That means General Ran Ming has at least three deputy generals." Zhao Yu's white jade spear was placed across his knees, and blood was still dripping from the tip of the spear.
He suddenly turned his head and looked at the sand table: "Your Highness, the Qin army set up a four-gate defense formation today. I have never seen it in military books..."
Before Zhao Yu finished speaking, the prince suddenly coughed violently, and a few spots of scarlet blood splashed on the Julu topographic map.
"Your Highness!" Guan Yun stepped forward but was stopped by a raised hand.
Chu Ning wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. His pale face shone like jade under the candlelight:
"Next, let's talk about the situation on the Western Front..."
The tent curtain was blown up by the strong wind at this moment. The blood of Qin Jun was still on Feng Mulan's silver armor. When she saw Ning's sunken eye sockets clearly, the heavy sword in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"Do you want to live?" A bloody embrace wrapped around the prince, and then suddenly pushed him away amid the exclamations of everyone.
Feng Anguo slapped his daughter on the visor: "How dare you! This is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
The general in armor knelt down and said, "I am not good at educating my daughter. Your Highness, please..."
"General, please rise."
Chu Ning tapped the table with his fingertips and glanced at the generals in the tent: "The bloody battle has just ended today, you guys go and reward the soldiers."
When the last sound of armor disappeared outside the tent, he finally leaned against the back of the tiger-skin chair as if he had lost all his strength, and his hands fell weakly to the armrests on both sides.
Feng Mulan suddenly ripped open his shirt. Three black lines coiled around his heart like poisonous snakes, and veins popped out on the back of her broad hands:
"Didn't you say you had a year? Didn't you promise me in the letter that you wouldn't use force at will? Why did you have to shoot Wang Jian, causing the poison to take effect now?"
"Hundreds of thousands of soldiers watched their prince lying unconscious..."
Chu Ning held her shaking hand and pressed it against his chest: "Today, when I raised my sword in front of the battlefield, did you hear the 'wind' like a mountain roaring and a tsunami?"
His palms were burning hot, and the poisonous patterns were throbbing beneath his skin.
Feng Mulan suddenly pulled off her wrist guard, revealing the hideous scar on her wrist: "You wrote me a letter asking me to come here, and the letter said 'A general should cherish his life'!"
Her tears splashed on her chain mail, creating tiny silver glitters. She turned her head away stubbornly, "Now you're trying to pressure me with your principles."
The medicine furnace made a slight hissing sound, and Chu Ning suddenly groaned and curled up, cold sweat instantly soaking his clothes.
Feng Mulan hurriedly held the back of his neck, but was touched on the cheek by cold fingers: "Mulan... look at the kite that Yingwai used to summon the spirit..."
His breath brushed past her ears: "Every lamp is the eyes of the soldiers waiting for me to take them home..."
Suddenly, there was a rapid clapper sound outside the tent, and both of them were startled at the same time. Feng Mulan grabbed the command arrow on the table and was about to stand up, but her belt was gently pulled.
The prince took out half a tiger talisman from his bosom and placed it in her palm: "If the Qin army attacks... ahem... you will take my place..."
Before he could finish his words, he fainted in her arms.
"Call in Divine Doctor Sun! Bring in the cold jade couch!
"Feng Mulan's roar startled the crows. She supported Chu Ning's body on one knee and quickly sealed the acupuncture points on his body with her other hand.
When she saw Sun Simiao holding the silver snake jar for bloodletting, she suddenly held the doctor's neck with her sword and said, "If you leave a scar today, I will tear down your Imperial Hospital!"
Sun Simiao knew Feng Mulan's character, and also understood that she was worried about Chu Ning's safety, so he repeatedly claimed that it was because of this before sending her away.
Amid the sound of the night watch, Feng Mulan stared at the black energy gradually fading away from Chu Ning's wrist.
The scene of the two recognizing each other echoed in my mind.
It was unknown how long it had been before Sun Simiao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "My Lady Concubine, the poison has been suppressed for the time being, but the Crown Prince needs to rest."
"Thank you, Dr. Sun. I was wrong just now. Please forgive me."
Feng Mulan waved her hand and said, "Come here, send Doctor Sun back to the camp."
Everyone left, and only she and Chu Ning were left in the camp.
"Silly..." She pressed her forehead against the back of his cold hand.
Suddenly, a personal soldier outside the tent reported urgently: "My Lady Concubine, it's bad, the Qin army..."
The voice stopped abruptly, and Feng Mulan's sword tip had already lifted the curtain: "What are you yelling about? Didn't you see that His Highness just went to bed?"
"Let the general take full charge of everything. No one is allowed to come here to disturb His Highness!"
"Yes!" The reprimanded guards could only retreat first.
When the morning star rose, Chu Ning woke up in severe pain.
Feng Mulan was wiping the blood from his fingers with the hem of her battle robe, and the morning light cast a golden edge on her profile.
"Take medicine when you've seen enough."
Feng Mulan pushed the medicine bowl to his lips, but the tip of her ear turned suspiciously red: "I stayed with you all night, if you dare to spit it out..."
Before she could finish her words, Chu Ning suddenly grabbed her wrist and drank it all in the same posture as if she was taking medicine.
Outside the tent came the shouts of soldiers doing morning exercises. Feng Mulan stood up to leave but was grabbed by her cloak.
Chu Ning's eyes were still dark blue from the poisonous blood, but the corners of his mouth were slyly raised: "General Feng hugged the crown prince in public yesterday. According to the law..."
"According to the law, should he be beheaded?"
She pulled back her cloak, but the moment she turned around, she was pulled into an embrace filled with the fragrance of medicine.
Chu Ning rested his chin on her shoulder armor and chuckled, "According to the law... we should make up for the wedding wine that was three years late."
Feng Mulan rolled her eyes: "Still want to drink? From today on, your daily life and diet are all under my control!"
Chu Ning smiled awkwardly and said nothing, a warm feeling flashed through his heart.
Outside the camp, the morning breeze swept away the unfinished words.
A few miles away, on the top of Julu City, Ying was looking at the smoke rising from the Chu army camp, and the bronze cup in his hand was cracked.
After yesterday's defeat, the morale of the Qin army was low.
The Chu army was well prepared for the night attack last night, so they did not succeed.
Now both the Qin and Jin armies have begun to waver in their determination for this battle, and there are even rumors in the army that they will never be a match for Chu Ning.
He must prove himself with a victory!
And all his troops will arrive tomorrow!