The soldiers of the Tianlang Kingdom watched as the soldiers of the Tianmo Kingdom departed.
The surrounding area was littered with mutilated corpses, and the ground beneath their feet was covered in sticky blood. Broken internal organs and shattered bone marrow fluid were scattered all over the ground, and the deaths were extremely gruesome and unbearable to look at.
The stench of blood was overwhelming, and even the air felt unusually thick.
This battle resulted in heavy casualties.
Fortunately, the outcome was good.
After Mo Beichen returned, he ordered that Rong Rui be kept under strict guard and taken good care of.
"What are the casualties among the disciples of Divine Doctor Valley?" Mo Beichen asked, sitting behind the table in the tent.
Mo Feng answered from the table, "No one died in battle, and those who were injured only suffered minor wounds and will recover in a few days."
When Mo Feng was counting heads, he was so shocked to see that not a single disciple of the Divine Doctor Valley was missing that he was speechless.
He even inquired about the tactics from the disciples of the Divine Doctor Valley, but was told that they would not teach those who were not disciples of the valley.
Mo Feng still feels somewhat resentful about this.
If their people possess these skills, then conquering the world is only a matter of time.
Mo Beichen breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
"Let the uninjured disciples of the Divine Healer Valley go with the physician to treat the soldiers. As for the injured, take good care of them," Mo Beichen instructed.
"Yes, Your Highness." Mo Feng accepted the order and left.
The strategist stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, what should be done with the Third Prince?"
Mo Beichen, observing the differing thoughts among his subordinates, said calmly, "What do you all think?"
A general stepped forward and said, “Your Highness, we have finally captured the Third Prince of Tianlang Kingdom. We should teach them a lesson. In my opinion, we should escort the Third Prince back to the capital and let the Emperor deal with him.”
"Yes, yes, Your Highness, you disregarded the Emperor's reputation and executed the deputy general, which was a serious offense. Now that you have brought the Third Prince back to the capital and handed him over to the Emperor, your merits and demerits can be offset."
"That makes sense, that makes sense, Your Highness, what do you think?"
Mo Beichen sneered, "Merits and demerits offset each other? The blood shed and lives sacrificed by our soldiers, all gone with a simple 'merits and demerits offset each other'?"
"Your Highness, we should still prioritize the overall situation," the strategist suddenly said.
"Since you're afraid of death, how about I send you back to the capital first?" Mo Beichen coldly looked at the people standing in front of him.
The crowd immediately knelt down, saying, "Your Highness, we are not afraid to die."
"Your Highness, we swear to follow the War God General of Tianmo Kingdom to the death. Please forgive us, Your Highness." They said in unison.
Mo Beichen didn't call them to get up.
"Notify the Tianlang Kingdom that they must come to see me in three days with sincerity, or their commander will not be able to return alive." After saying this, Mo Beichen turned and left the tent.
The group looked at each other in bewilderment.
"If Your Highness does this, won't that person in the capital be furious?" a middle-aged general said worriedly.
A slightly younger general immediately retorted, "He's the one who misjudges people. He's making our prince clean up his messes every day. If it weren't for that vice general's troubles, this war would have been over long ago, and I would have gone home to get married."
"That may be true, but Your Highness's actions will inevitably displease that person. After returning to the capital, we won't have a good life."
"Sigh, when those above are fighting each other, it's always us who suffer. It's tough, so tough."
"Tch, Old Li, you were the loudest on the battlefield just now. Don't think I don't know. You only have the Regent in your heart. If you're afraid of that guy, I'll cut off my head and let you kick it like a ball."
"Haha, you know me best. We've been through thick and thin together, brothers who've been through life and death together. What's there to be afraid of? We'll take the blame together when the time comes."
"Well, that's still a long way off. I wonder what kind of sincerity Sirius will show. I'm quite curious."
"Putting everything else aside, let's return the cities of our Tianmo Kingdom first. As for the rest, we'll see."
"Yes, although we have no desire for conquest and slaughter, we are not people who will be bullied."
"Let's go see the wounded soldiers. We'll rest and recuperate for the next three days. It's been so long since we've had such a relaxing time. Let's have a good drink tonight."
"Haha, yes, yes, let's have a drink. The general just said that you should rest well for the next three days."
"So, we can return home in triumph soon?"
"Yeah, I'll finally get to see snow in my hometown this year."
A journey through mountains and rivers, my body travels towards the Yuguan Pass, where a thousand tents are lit up in the deep night.
That night, all the tents were brightly lit.
Everyone sat around the campfire on the ground, filled with laughter and joy.
"When I left, my son planted a peach tree in front of the door, saying that I could eat peaches when I came back. When we get back, we'll pick one for you to try too."
"Come on, these peach trees were just planted this year. They probably won't even bloom. You want to eat peaches? Come on."
"What are you saying? If you can't eat peaches, how about I treat you to admire the peach blossoms instead?"
"A bunch of grown men admiring flowers, it would be a laughing stock if word got out. Forget it, forget it, that's something for scions of noble families in the capital to do, not something for us roughnecks to do."
"Why don't you come to my family's little tavern for a while? A few days ago, I received a letter from home saying that our tavern has opened and business is booming. We'll drink until we drop."
"A letter from home!" someone exclaimed, tears welling up in their eyes.
When they set out on their campaign, the land was covered in snow, and spring was just around the corner. Now that the war is over, it is already autumn.
"Quick, tell me, what did you write? What's the weather like in the capital?"
Is that tofu pudding shop on the street corner still open?
“I remember there were a few little beggars at the end of the alley. I even promised them that I would buy them steamed buns when I got back.”
"Stop hiding it from us, just tell us."
"Yes, let's try the flavors of Beijing."
"Could there be something up there...?"
Mo Beichen sat alone in his tent, drinking a pot of turbid wine by himself.
I wonder how Luo Luo is doing.
Mo Beichen got up, walked to the window, and looked at the bright moon outside the small window.
When Mo Feng entered, he saw Mo Beichen's desolate figure and knew that he was missing the princess.
"Your Highness, the soldiers are drinking outside and are all clamoring to offer you a toast," Mo Feng relayed.
Mo Beichen remained silent, his hands behind his back, looking up into the distance, towards the direction Luo Luoluo was heading.
"No need. If I were here, they would feel uncomfortable. Let them drink. Tell them I'm tired and need to rest, so I won't go out to join them," Mo Beichen said calmly.
Having said that, he gently raised his hand, and with a gust of wind from his palm, the candlelight inside the tent was extinguished.
From the outside, it looked like they were really resting.
But Mo Feng knew that the prince wouldn't go to bed this early.
"Yes, Your Highness. I will take my leave now. I will bring hot water later." After saying this, Mo Feng left.
Mo Beichen lay on the bed fully clothed, closed his eyes, and his mind was filled with the image of Yun Qingluo.
Luo Luo.
His Luo Luo, the best Luo Luo.
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