Chapter 145: The Young Prince (1)
When Wang Ye and Wu Yao arrived, the battle was basically over, so the area was quickly cleared. Feng Qinghan could be said to be unharmed, but there were bloodstains on his snow-white clothes. Zhao Ziheng was seriously injured because of his previous distraction, but he didn't care. As soon as the battle was over, he immediately rushed towards the direction where Yin Yin had been taken away. Fortunately, he was stopped immediately by Wang Ye.
Zhao Ziheng lay half-naked with his upper body exposed and allowed Wang Ye to treat him. Although he was concerned about Yin Yin, he did not ignore what was happening in front of him.
"The general is here too?" Zhao Ziheng asked Wu Yao.
Wu Yao lowered his head and said: "Yes."
Wu Yao's attitude was like that of a child who had done something wrong. He did not forget that he and Zhao Ziyan had violated Zhao Ziheng's orders. Military orders are as heavy as mountains. Everyone knows what it means for a soldier disobey orders from his superiors. Not only Wu Yao, but the others who followed him did the same. They lowered their heads and dared not say a word. The atmosphere suddenly became silent.
Feng Qinghan sat aside and watched with great interest. Judging from his leisurely attitude, he seemed not to be in a hurry to chase Huanling, but was more interested in the matter at hand. Wang Ye was only concerned with treating Zhao Ziheng's wounds. Did he not want to intervene? Or...
After a moment, Zhao Ziheng closed his eyes tightly, then opened them and said: "How is the battle going now?"
Without even thinking about it, Zhao Ziheng knew that there must be more than Wu Yao, Zhao Ziyin and the other 10 or 20 people coming. They must have entered directly from the main gate. However, it was obvious that the Xia army had a huge advantage in numbers, so this battle would certainly not be easy. There must have been a large number of casualties, right? Thinking of this, Zhao Ziheng's heart was blocked, because he knew that those people died because of him.
"The general does not intend to stalemate with the Xia army, so as long as we rescue the emperor safely..."
Wu Yao did not say anything after that . But even so, Zhao Ziheng already understood that they had rashly attacked the city for this purpose.
"The Crown Prince of Xia should still be in this mansion. Let's find him quickly and ask him to negotiate peace. As long as he is willing to withdraw his troops, Zhao will do its best to ensure that they will not be pursued by Zhou." Zhao Ziheng said.
"Yes." After receiving the order, Wu Yao quickly gave instructions to his subordinates.
After giving the order, Wu Yao turned to Zhao Ziheng and said: "There is one more thing. On our way here, we received news that King Zhou was personally leading his troops here. I think he should have arrived by now."
Zhao Ziheng was a little surprised. He believed that Zhou Cheng was not a reckless person, at least he was calmer than Zhou Yan. Of course, if he got angry, he would not lose to Zhou Yan. Putting aside the Han army that was already in battle, he actually came here. Zhao Ziheng could only think of two reasons: one was to take advantage of the Han army's inaction to solve the problem of the Xia army in one fell swoop; the other was probably for Yin Yin. Shan Zhen should have explained Yin Yin's situation to him. From this point of view, Zhou Cheng's feelings for Yin Yin were self-evident.
After thinking for a while, Zhao Ziheng finally spoke: "After finding Prince Xia, if he agrees to negotiate peace, he will tell the King of Zhou that Xia is just being used, and Zhao will guarantee it."
"Yes, sir."
Due to the wound on his back, most of the gauze wrapped around Zhao Ziheng had been torn off, so it was necessary to replace it together. The wound on Zhao Ziheng's chest was still as horrifying no matter how many times he looked at it. He had only heard of it before, and even Wu Yao had never seen it, so when he saw the wound wrapped in gauze, a shudder immediately arose in his heart. Others were similar. As long as they saw the horrifying wound, they would turn their heads away and couldn't bear to look at it any longer. As for Zhao Ziheng himself, he looked completely calm, as if he was not the one who was injured.
Just as Wang Ye finished treating Zhao Ziheng's wound and bandaged it with gauze again, when Wang Ye was tying the knot to finish the bandage, Feng Qinghan's voice just sounded, and he said: "Doctor Wang, I wonder how my sister and my subordinates are doing?"
"Everything is stable, there is no danger to life." Wang Ye carefully tied the knot and returned without looking up, then said to Zhao Ziheng: "Be careful, you can't get hurt again in your current condition, but even now, I don't think you will get this kind of injury."
Wang Ye avoided Feng Qinghan skillfully. Feng Qinghan knew it of course, but did not say anything. However, Zhao Ziheng did not respond to Wang Ye's concern. In short, he answered with silence, stood up without saying a word and put on his clothes.
Wang Ye knew how Zhao Ziheng got hurt. He must have seen Yin Yin before. He must have been distracted. But he couldn't help but sigh and said, "Even if it's not for yourself, please take care of your body for the people who care about you."
Zhao Ziheng knew what Wang Ye meant, so he lowered his eyelids. Now someone had already sacrificed for him, how could he be worthy of them if he didn't take better care of himself? Moreover, he still had to save Yin Yin.
"I know, I'm fine now. Let's go. I believe they won't go far." Zhao Ziheng said as he picked up the sword from the coffee table beside him.
The seemingly normal words actually have a deeper meaning, and not everyone understands this meaning. Only those who know the truth can hear the hidden meaning. Feng Qinghan raised his lips, stood up, and said: "I think so too."
These words attracted Zhao Ziheng's attention. No emotion could be seen in his eyes, but Feng Qinghan understood. Wang Ye also understood. Even though he was not particularly clear, he could hear some clues from Feng Qinghan's words, but he remained silent like Zhao Ziheng.
