"Reporting to the Chanyu, there are thirty-nine corpses, and one hundred and five survivors," a soldier reported after counting.
Several others have not been found; they may have died at the hands of hungry wolves.
"One hundred and five people?" This number was hard for Huyan Xun to accept. More than half had survived.
"How is this possible?" He recounted the number of people and had to admit that he had lost.
Yuwen Xian lowered his head in shame.
He glared hatefully at Xuanming Xuanying.
It's all because these two people stopped his hunter's advance; otherwise, they would definitely have won.
He met the gazes of the two men, his eyes burning with fury.
Xuanming and Xuanying, however, didn't even glance at him.
The two men had another reason for stopping Yuwen Xian from killing the prisoners: to avenge the previous humiliation.
Huyan Xun looked at Qiu Yan, and although he was unwilling to admit it, he still said:
"You win."
At this moment, the more he looked at these prisoners, the more they irritated him.
"Remember this, it wasn't me who released you, but this young lady beside me who saved you! You can leave now!"
"Thank you, young lady; thank you, brave men, for saving us; thank you..." The people knelt down to express their gratitude.
Qiu Yan waved her hand, "Folks, let's go quickly."
"If you don't get out of here, I, the Chanyu, may go back on my word!" The grateful voices of the people suddenly stopped at Huyan Xun's stern shout.
Knowing there were wolves behind them, they quickly left in the opposite direction.
"Chanyu, farewell!"
Qiu Yan was fairly satisfied with this number, after all, the enemy had horses and their crossbows were much better than those of her soldiers.
Ultimately, it was all thanks to Ling Ba and Xuanming.
Qiu Yan overlooked her own record, but Ling Ba could not be ignored.
Not only Ling Ba, but also Feng Chao, Jiang Sheng and the other five, as well as most of the soldiers in Dongjin, saw their abilities improve under Qiu Yan's command.
Qiu Yan was unaware that her instinctive words had earned her the respect and admiration of all the soldiers.
After finishing their conversation, Qiu Yan and the others left the hunting grounds under the watchful eyes of Hu Yanxun.
Qiu Yan had wanted to leave for a long time, but was forced to do so by the hunting war.
Gu Xiaoran in front of him went from dazed to lucid, and then back to dazed.
In his dazed state, he was still talking in his sleep, "Mother, save Aunt Zhu."
"Um."
Qiu Yan had never forgotten rescuing Zhu Juan, which was why she rushed out of the hunting grounds.
Ling Ba didn't forget to bring along the pitiful Lightning.
Xuanming and Xuanying followed quietly, their previous gloom gone, replaced by composure and calm.
But upon hearing the young master's murmurs, he also thought of Zhu Juan, and his expression turned anxious.
They had been with Zhu Juan all the way, and even strangers became friends. What's more, Zhu Juan was the young master's personal maid.
Qiu Yan put her arm around Gu Xiaoran and headed towards her yurt, intending to let him get some sleep before going to look for him.
Upon reaching the yurt, she reined in the horse and lifted Gu Xiaoran off its back.
Gu Xiaoran began to murmur again in her sleep:
"Mother, where's Lightning? Where did Lightning go?"
"Lightning is alright," Qiu Yan said, then carried Gu Xiaoran and strode into the yurt.
Unexpectedly, the scene inside the yurt...
Three women were lying in bed, fast asleep.
One of them was Qin Susu, and the other was Apu.
Finally, the other person,
It was Zhu Juan!
Zhu Juan, in her sleep, curled up into a ball.
"Young master, run! Run!"
Suddenly, she was awakened by a nightmare and immediately saw Qiu Yan holding the little master in front of her, tears streaming down her face.
The feeling was like encountering a long-lost relative after enduring countless hardships.
"master……"
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