Xie Qichen was so focused on killing the enemy that he had no time to bother with the Second Prince of Beimo.
However, the Second Prince of Beimo was not too angry when he saw that he was being ignored. Instead, he sat leisurely in the chariot, watching the soldiers of the Great Zhou die one by one under the swords of the grassland warriors.
An hour later, more and more Dazhong soldiers fell down. Xie Qichen fought with the enemy for an hour and gradually became exhausted. He was not paying attention and was slashed by a Beimo soldier in the chest, only an finger away from his heart. He almost died.
Xie Qichen, who was seriously injured, finally couldn't hold on and knelt on one knee.
But even though he was seriously injured, Xie Qichen remained unyielding and did not compromise, nor was he tempted by the conditions offered by the Second Prince of Beimo.
He just felt regretful because his decision cost the lives of two thousand soldiers.
Another quarter of an hour later, the two thousand soldiers who followed Xie Qichen out all fell down, including the deputy general Wang Meng.
"Quickly send a military doctor to treat General Xie's injuries."
"Yes, Second Prince."
The Second Prince of Beimo did not kill Xie Qichen. Instead, he had him carefully carried onto a cart and took Xie Qichen back to the camp.
After the Second Prince of Beimo led his troops to retreat, Wang Meng, who was lying in the snow, was awakened by the pain of his wounds.
It turned out that Wang Meng was slashed on the shoulder and kicked, and he lost his balance and fell in the snow. The Beimo soldiers did not stab him again, which saved Wang Meng's life.
After Wang Meng woke up, he looked at his brothers lying in the snow around him, and tears suddenly flowed down his face.
A man of integrity did not shed a single tear when he fought desperately with the Northern Desert soldiers. But seeing his brothers, who had been chatting and laughing with him just a few hours ago, now lying on the ground, unable to wake up again, made him sad and burst into tears.
But after crying for a while, he calmed down and realized that the most important thing at the moment was not to cry, but to go back quickly.
So Wang Meng dragged his injured body and walked towards the city with difficulty.
But the snow on the ground was too thick, and he was seriously injured. He fell every few steps and had not walked far before he was covered in bruises.
But Wang Meng didn't care. He had only one belief in his heart, which was to go back and report that the second prince of Beimo had captured General Xie, and his two thousand brothers could not go back.
Wang Meng's journey was difficult, and none of the lieutenant generals who stayed behind in the camp slept. They were all anxiously waiting for news.
"The general and Wang Meng have been gone for five hours. They should have some news back by then, right?"
"The grain storage area in the Northern Desert is so far away. If all goes well, they're probably on their way back."
"Have you arranged for someone to pick you up?"
"This is my own."
"I can't wait any longer. I'm going to go and take a look."
"Wait, I'll go too."
All the lieutenant generals in the tent went out to find a place to meet them.
However, after waiting for a long time and seeing no one coming back, they gave up waiting and led their soldiers in the direction General Xie had gone.
Two hours later, they saw Wang Meng lying in the snow on the road.
"Wang Meng, Wang Meng, what happened? How did you get injured so badly?"
"Where's General Xie? Where are the brothers? There were two thousand of you who followed us. Why didn't you come back together?"
"Get out of the way! Can't you see Wang Meng is seriously injured and has already fainted? Hurry and take him back."
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