Chen Qingwan smiled slightly and continued to treat the wounds of the next injured soldier.
Li Kui stood aside, silently watching Chen Qingwan's busy figure, his eyes full of admiration.
He knew that although Chen Qingwan came from a prestigious family, she had a kind heart.
"Li Kui, go and see if Lord Lu and the others have returned yet."
Chen Qingwan said without looking up.
"good."
Li Kui accepted the order and left.
Outside the city, the pursuit continues.
Lu Fei, Zhang Xun, and Han Sheng were like three blood-soaked tigers.
Leading their respective armies, they drove the remnants of the Javanese army into a corner.
The fleeing Javanese soldiers were ragged and terrified.
Some soldiers were shot in the legs and dragged around with bloody wounds.
It crawled on the ground, emitting mournful howls.
A sense of despair spread among them, and some even dropped their weapons.
He knelt down and begged for mercy, pleading for the pity of the soldiers from Shannan Prefecture.
"Damn it, let's fight them!"
A burly Javanese general, seeing no hope of escape.
With a desperate roar, he brandished the gleaming scimitar in his hand.
He charged toward Lu Fei as if he were in a frenzy.
The rattan armor he wore protected his vital organs.
The blood seeping from several knife wounds had already stained the rattan armor dark red.
"court death!"
Lu Fei sneered, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes.
He calmly raised the musket in his hand, the dark muzzle pointed at the charging general.
Bang! A deafening gunshot shattered the noise of the battlefield.
The general was shot in the chest and screamed in pain.
The tall body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The scimitar in his hand fell limply to the ground.
Blood gushed from the wound, quickly soaking the ground beneath their feet.
"Kill!" Lu Fei shouted, raising his arm. His battle cries shook the heavens and the earth.
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