"I'll go, you go back and rest."

Seeing Lou Mu's still somewhat pale face, Tang Nian couldn't help but speak up.

Hearing her say that, Lou Mu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine now."

"Do you think I don't know whether your injuries have healed or not? Don't forget that we have a contract between us."

"You know that too?" Lou Mu pursed his lips, his mood not particularly high. "How could I be at ease leaving you alone in the enemy camp? Luckily, there weren't any particularly powerful figures this time, otherwise you might have gotten hurt..."

He looked at Tang Nian with a rather profound gaze.

Tang Nian touched the tip of her nose, her cheeks slightly flushed.

She coughed lightly twice to suppress her slight unease, and then said awkwardly in a low voice, "Your internal injuries haven't fully healed yet. You need to rest properly after this is over, and you shouldn't overexert yourself."

Lou Mu listened to Tang Nian's rambling on and on, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.

He nodded and smiled in agreement, "I'll do whatever you say. Whatever you ask me to do, I'll do it."

Tang Nian's cheeks flushed again.

Along the way, the soldiers and officers rushed up to greet the two whenever they saw them.

Upon hearing that the Da Gan army's supplies had been completely destroyed and that Tang Nian had ordered the Da Gan troops to retreat, Lin Zhenming immediately suggested that they go to the city to celebrate, and no one objected.

Not only the military, but also the people in the city were cheering for it.

The soldiers sat in small groups, drinking and talking loudly about their plan to launch a major offensive and retreat.

Tang Nian and Lou Mu sat quietly by the campfire, listening to the enthusiastic chatter of the others.

Seeing the two remain silent, Lin Zhenming stood up and walked to their side.

He picked up the wine jar, intending to toast Tang Nian, but Lou Mu subtly stopped him.

Lin Zhenming couldn't help but touch his nose as he looked at Lou Mu's guarded expression.

Do I really need to be so defensive?

He wasn't stupid; he understood Lou Mu's actions immediately, but he still couldn't resist his curiosity.

However, I don't think it's really necessary to be on guard against someone who's almost old enough to be Uncle Tang.

"Lord Tang, you sent all the soldiers who went with you back first, while you stayed behind to cover the rear. I wonder if you were injured?"

Tang Nian shook her head, took the wine jar from Lin Zhenming, and took a big gulp.

Lin Zhenming felt a chill run down his spine. If he didn't leave these two people soon, he would be the one in trouble.

On this day, the soldiers in the army were overjoyed and celebrated the successful retreat.

It was a rare occasion for things to get lively, and even Old Yang, who doesn't go out often, was invited out.

As soon as Old Yang came out, he was surrounded by a group of people.

The soldiers raised their glasses in toast.

Most of these soldiers had been wounded on this battlefield, and many of their comrades had been allowed to leave unharmed by Elder Yang.

Everyone has great respect for Dr. Yang.

But to everyone's surprise, when these people offered him a toast, Old Yang smiled and refused.

"This old man is not good at drinking, so I won't be joining you today."

Hearing him say this, those who had originally wanted to have a couple of drinks with Old Yang were a little disappointed. After a sigh, they dispersed.

Lou Mu was slightly taken aback when he heard Old Yang say that he did not drink alcohol.

Then, deliberately speaking in a probing tone, he said to Old Yang, "I've heard that everyone in Yingzhou knows how to drink. How come you don't drink? Is there some hidden reason?"

Before Old Yang could say anything, Lin Zhenming stood up first.

He laughed and broke the deadlock.

"What other hidden reason could there be? It's just that Old Yang doesn't like to drink. Not everyone in Yingzhou likes to drink as much as we do. There are just some people who don't like to drink."

Lou Mu remained silent.

Seeing this, Tang Nian tugged at Lou Mu's sleeve, and Lou Mu sat down with a laugh.

As soon as Lou Mu sat down, he was pulled into a drinking party by the group of generals who were already quite drunk.

Tang Nian sat by the campfire, slowly reaching her hands towards the fire.

The warm flames warmed her shivering limbs, and her whole body slowly relaxed.

Just as she was about to go find Lou Mu, she noticed a flash of silver light passing by Old Yang's fingertip in that instant.

What is that?

Before Tang Nian could get a good look, the silver light had already disappeared into the fire.

The celebrations continued until sunrise, and everything entered a new chapter as the campfire died down.

It was at this time that Da Gan handed over a ceasefire agreement.

This made everyone in Yingzhou extremely happy.

People who were afraid to go out in the past are now daring to step out of their homes and see the bright sky outside.

Everything seemed to be over.

Tang Nian ordered Lou Mu to stay at the inn and then went to the military camp.

Even with Lou Mu's command, quite a few soldiers were still injured yesterday.

In addition, there are many soldiers who were injured a few days ago and haven't had a chance to be properly bandaged and rested. The military doctors are extremely busy right now.

Even Old Yang, who usually only sews up corpses, came out today to help take care of the wounded.

"My lord, what brings you here?"

Upon spotting Tang Nian, the military doctor quickly put down what he was doing and walked over.

Is there anything I can help you with here?

Tang Nian looked around, her gaze finally settling on Old Yang.

"How can we let the adults do it?" The military doctor smiled awkwardly.

"Then you go ahead and get busy, I'll stay here and look around."

The military doctor hesitated for a moment, then turned around and went back to work.

Although I was a little worried that Tang Nian might feel uncomfortable, I was relieved when I remembered that Tang Nian had also been on the battlefield.

Tang Nian dawdled for a long time before finally walking up to Old Yang's side.

"Mr. Yang, is there anything I can help you with?"

Old Yang was busy cleaning the wounds of the injured when he heard Tang Nian's voice and looked up.

"Lord Tang, why don't you go and bandage up the wounded over there?"

Old Yang took a moment to point to the beds at the very back of the tent, where several wounded soldiers were still lying, groaning.

Tang Nian glanced at it.

It's still quite far from where Old Yang is.

I glanced at Old Yang again, but he didn't use his needle and thread.

She showed no sign of it on her face and smiled as she agreed.

When Tang Nian finished her work and looked up, Old Yang had already disappeared.

Just as Tang Nian was about to go find Old Yang, Lin Zhenming, who had rushed over, blocked her at the entrance of the camp.

"Lord Tang, we've finally found you."

Lin Zhenming wiped the sweat from his face and bowed.

"General Lin? Is there something important you need to see me about at this time?" Tang Nian frowned, her eyes darting around.

Unfortunately, we couldn't find any trace of Mr. Yang.

Lin Zhenming looked around, and only after seeing that there were no soldiers nearby did he whisper his suggestion.

"Lord Tang, it's not convenient to talk here. Please come with me."

Tang Nian, filled with doubt, followed Lin Zhenming to the main tent.