The battle is over.
It was clearly night, but torches were still burning on the ground, and soldiers were walking everywhere. Some of them were escorting surrendered prisoners, some were cleaning the battlefield and looking for possible survivors, and others were collecting weapons and muskets and piling them up in designated locations.
Although there was no more fighting at this time, many people still found it difficult to suppress the excitement in their hearts. They talked to their companions from time to time, as if to make sure that what they saw was not a dream.
"Tru, did we really win?" A soldier on patrol carrying a musket asked his friend beside him.
"I won. This is the seventh time you've asked me this."
"That's wonderful! This is the most beautiful sentence I've ever heard you say."
"Haha, okay, actually I quite like saying it."
The two men walked across the wreckage-strewn battlefield, looking at the broken flags, spears, discarded muskets, overturned chariots, and shattered shields. They kept recalling the battle that seemed to still ring in their ears, their bodies and minds not yet fully recovered from that highly tense state.
"The night wind is very gentle. I haven't felt this way for a long time." After the victory of the battle, the feeling of surviving a disaster makes everything so fresh and beautiful.
"Yes, I really want to enjoy the night breeze forever." Another companion also sat down, looking at the counting and escorting scenes in the distance, a comfortable and refreshing feeling quietly flowing.
"There will be such an opportunity." After a soldier answered, he shouted into the distance, venting his uncontrollable excitement.
"We won—!"
The sound echoed in the night sky, and several responses came from below.
"Victory!" followed by a hearty laugh of understanding.
The seemingly invincible imperial army, the mighty generals like gods of war, and the indestructible chariots were all overturned one by one on the battlefield. Only then did they finally possess unmatched confidence and fighting spirit, which was a firm belief in future victory.
In the rest camp behind the mountain, lights were still burning in a huge tent.
In the large bathtub, Loran Hill was taking a bath in warm water, while a noble girl behind her was helping her comb her hair carefully.
"So Jialan is Lord Wuming." Gweil's voice was so soft that it was hard to tell whether she was angry or happy.
Sitting in the water, Loran Hill hugged his knees, feeling a little shy and embarrassed.
"I'm sorry for keeping it a secret from Gweil for so long." I can only admit it now.
"You don't need to apologize, Jialan. It's just that I'm too naive on a daily basis."
Oh no, Gweil is really angry, Roland thought to himself.
"Actually, everyone knows it, but I was the only one who didn't know it. I kept coming to you again and again, and trouble you for wasting so much of your time." Gweil continued, then took a comb in her hand and slowly combed the girl's hair.
"It's not a big deal." Loran Hill didn't dare to agree casually at this time, so he had to reply carefully.
The noble girl shook her head and continued, "Actually, I understand Jialan's approach, because being a girl does bring many inconveniences. Besides—"
"Jia Lan is indeed very beautiful and lovely. She doesn't make people afraid of her." She slowly put down the comb and then put her hands around the delicate girl's neck.
"But what you said at that time is still effective. That is, I want my future life to be stable and free from interference and disturbance from the outside world."
"It works." The girl soaking in hot water nodded.
After that, the noble girl behind him was quiet for a long time, which made Loran Hill a little flustered, fearing that he had said something wrong.
"Thank you." Slowly, these short words sounded in Loran Hill's ears, making him feel as if heat was blowing across his earlobe.
"Do you need some hot water?" Then Gweil seemed to recover and her voice became normal.
"Ah, no need for that. I think I've had enough bathing time." Little Loran answered a little shyly. She really couldn't take a bath for a long time in front of outsiders.
"Okay, I'll get you your pajamas."
A few minutes later, Loran Hill changed into fresh and breathable pajamas, slowly walked out of the tent, looked at the clear stars in the night sky, and then slowly walked among the green grass.
The grass blades brushed against her ankles, making her feel a slight tingle. She then took small steps and searched for a clean spot in the grass to land, moving forward step by step, just like the hopscotch game she played as a child.
The night breeze gently brushed the hem of the clothes, penetrated through the cuffs and collar, and took away the remaining moisture after bathing, and waves of cool and comfortable feelings spread.
After the battle, she finally had a rare rest. The silver-haired girl smiled for the first time in a long time and gently jumped and spun under the starlight.
I haven't felt so relaxed in a long time.
The camp was quiet at night. Most of the soldiers were now on the other side of the mountain, tidying up the battlefield and the enemy camp, while only a small number of people were guarding the camp on this side of the mountain.
It was late at night and everyone was asleep. For the first time in a long time, Loran Hill did not go to bed on time. Instead, he walked in the fields under the night sky wearing plush slippers.
The evening breeze blew gently, the grass bent gently, and then swayed slightly. In the distance, several torches could be seen still burning, emitting an orange-red halo and making a whooshing sound in the quiet night.
Most of the soldiers here have fallen asleep, only a few are stationed by the campfire, chatting about the day's battle. Occasionally, bursts of cheerful laughter can be heard, echoing far away under the night sky.
Without disturbing these soldiers who were enjoying a rare moment of relaxation, Loran Hill walked lightly on the stone road up the mountain. The evening breeze lifted her skirt from time to time, bringing a comfortable coolness to her calves.
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