Chapter 1733: 848 The Strongest Three Bosses (2 taels)_2
At the city gate, a dical officer and a city guardsman carried a blood-soaked injured soldier on a stretcher. Suddenly, the dical officer stepped on a corpse on the ground, staggered, and the stretcher tilted.
“Ah—” The dical officer turned pale with fright.
This was a patient with a severe fracture. He couldn’t afford another fall, or he would lose his life!
A strong hand firmly supported the stretcher!
The guard lifted his eyes and respectfully said, “General Ji!”
Ji Pingchuan, the commander of the northern city defense.
“Th-thank you, General Ji.” The dical officer from Shengdu, hearing the guard address him as such, also followed suit in calling him General Ji.
General Ji nodded slightly, “Is everything alright?”
“It’s all fine now.” The dical officer adjusted the stretcher again and, together with the soldier, entered the northern city gate.
Shortly after, another group of n and horses arrived on the scene.
Ji Pingchuan turned around and cupped his hands in greeting to the leader of the group, “Lord Chang.”
Although both were generals, their ranks were different.
Chang Wei was the head of all the city guards, the marshal of the border pass.
Chang Wei dismounted, looked at the bloody scene, and frowned as he asked, “What exactly happened? How did the Liang Country retreat?”
Ji Pingchuan replied, “The court sent four reinforcents.”
“Four?”
Chang Wei was very surprised. It wasn’t the small number that surprised him but that with so few, they forced the 80,000 troops of the Liang Country to retreat.
Ji Pingchuan explained, “They assisted Commander Xiao in disrupting the rear of the Liang Country’s army, beheaded Chu Feipeng, and audaciously sounded the retreat horn. The Liang Country’s army was in chaos with their commander killed, their morale plumted, and they truly believed it was their own leaders calling for retreat. They all withdrew. The Hei Fengqi pursued them victoriously, killing many more of their troops.”
Can it be done like this?
What kind of rogue tactics are these?
Chang Wei didn’t know what to say.
Truly, only the timid go hungry, and the bold find success. Whatever it ans to turn war into art, this is it.
The success rate of this strategy was less than ten percent, and if it were Chang Wei, he would never have achieved it.
One, he couldn’t kill Chu Feipeng, and two… how did they even think of sounding the enemy’s retreat signal from the rear!
“How is Commander Xiao’s condition?” Chang Wei asked.
Ji Pingchuan said, “He was injured and has gone back to the barracks for treatnt.”
…
In the commander’s tent, Gu Jiao lay unconscious on the cold, hard bedchamber.
Also in the tent were the old Marquis and a dical officer.
The dical officer did not recognize the old Marquis and only heard from the soldiers that he was one of the reinforcents sent by the court.
The dical officer began to remove Gu Jiao’s armor.
The old Marquis frowned, “Hold on!”
The dical officer was startled by the authoritative voice, quickly withdrew his hand, and stunned, asked, “Sir, what’s the matter?”
The old Marquis glanced indifferently at Gu Jiao on the bed and asked sternly, “Is there a female dic?”
The dical officer replied, “Yes, there is.”
The old Marquis said imperiously, “Call a female dic to apply dicine on her.”
“Huh?” The dical officer was taken aback. Why call for a female dic to treat a man?
The old Marquis’s expression was intimidatingly cold. The dical officer, not knowing he was not an official of the court but assud he was a confidant of the princess, did not dare to offend him easily and hastily went to call a female dic.
The female dic was also puzzled why she was asked to tend to the young commander. Her dical skills were not subpar, but due to her lack of experience and being a woman, it was hard for her to be given significant responsibilities.
As she entered the tent, the old Marquis left.
The female dic made a grim assumption in her heart, but when she saw that the young commander was indeed unconscious, unable to do anything inappropriate towards any woman, she beca even more perplexed.
“So why call ?”
Still wondering, the female dic undid the young commander’s armor. When she used scissors to cut open the blood-soaked clothes, she froze completely.
…
Gu Jiao slept like the dead, only waking up by the third day’s evening.
When she opened her eyes, the female dic was changing the dressing on her arm wound.
A cold, instinctive alertness flashed in her eyes, startling the female dic enough to make her hand tremble, dropping the dicinal powder.
“I’ve seen you before; you are the accompanying dic.” The vigilance in Gu Jiao’s eyes dissipated. She sat up and asked, “How long have I been asleep?”
The female dic picked up the dicinal powder, still shaken, “Three days.”
Gu Jiao said, “So long, how is the battle situation?”
“The Liang Country’s army has retreated; they suffered heavy casualties and likely won’t attack the city again in the short term,” the female dic said, glancing at Gu Jiao’s clothes, “Little… Little Commander, you…”
Reviews
All reviews (0)