lovenovelstory Chapter 112 My lord, what kind of quirk is this?
Chapter 112 My lord, what kind of quirk is this?
Huang Gai's idea is good, but what about all the Jiangdong youths?
Sun Ce glanced at the hopeful Jiangdong soldiers around him, and his eyes darkened.
These people are the core of Jiangdong's base.
If I were the only one to escape back to Jiangdong, which of the powerful families there would still take me seriously?
I'm afraid that Wu Commandery and Kuaiji Commandery, which we just conquered, will surrender and then rebel again.
Sun Ce waved his hands repeatedly:
"No, I can't abandon my soldiers..."
"My lord!"
Huang Gai gripped Sun Ce's arm with tremendous force.
"Given the current situation, there is no chance of survival for any of us. Only if our lord lives can Jiangdong rise again! If our lord dies here, what is the point of our bloody battle today? With our lord here, these men may still have a chance to live; with our lord dead, they will surely be slaughtered!"
He stared into Sun Ce's eyes, speaking slowly and deliberately:
"If our lord is safe, our soldiers can live. If our lord dies, Jiangdong will be utterly destroyed. We beg our lord... to consider the future of Jiangdong!"
Jiang Qin nodded emphatically and slammed his knife on the ground.
Zhou Tai turned around and roared:
"My lord, hurry! The pursuers are closing in!"
Sun Ce looked at Huang Gai, at Jiang Qin, at Zhou Tai, and at the last glimmer of light in the eyes of the remaining soldiers around him.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Alright." His voice was hoarse. "Gongfu, Yigong, Youping... take care."
"Take care, my lord!"
Huang Gai clasped his hands in a fist salute, said nothing more, and quickly took off Sun Ce's brocade robe and draped it over himself.
Jiang Qin endured the pain, bandaged his wound with a cloth, and picked up an ordinary ring-pommel sword.
Zhou Tai tore off half of the "Sun" flag and wrapped it around his back.
"Walk!"
Huang Gai gave a low shout, and together with Jiang Qin and Zhou Tai, each led twenty or thirty men, and charged towards the right-hand mountain forest in three directions.
Sun Ce removed his tattered armor, leaving only his blood-stained robe. He tousled his hair, smeared mud on his face, glanced at the crowd, turned around, crouched low, and, using the earthen slope and grass for cover, swam towards the river to the left.
Huang Gai charged into the edge of the forest, roaring hoarsely, "Sun Ce is here! Jiangdong lads, follow me and fight your way out!"
At the edge of another grove, Jiang Qin swung his sword and cut down a Qingzhou soldier blocking his path, roaring with all his might:
"Sun Bofu, head east! Protect our lord!"
Zhou Tai went even further, carrying half of the "Sun" flag on his back, charging into a group of Qingzhou infantrymen, his sword flashing wildly, his roar like thunder:
"Anyone who blocks my way shall die! My lord, flee at once!"
The shouts rang out almost simultaneously from three different locations.
The Qingzhou army, which was preparing for the final encirclement, suddenly exploded.
"Sun Ce is in the mountains!"
"To the east!"
"It's not just one stock! Split up and give chase!"
Military orders were mixed up, and the soldiers were restless.
Especially for middle and lower-ranking officers, who wouldn't want the great achievement of capturing or killing Sun Ce?
Immediately, a large number of Qingzhou troops rushed towards the mountains and forests on the right, and even some of the troops originally responsible for blocking the riverbank were attracted and turned towards the mountains and forests.
The remnants of the Jiangdong army had already given up hope, but when they heard that their lord was still alive and still trying to break through the encirclement, their last bit of hope was rekindled.
Some followed Cheng Pu and others into the mountains, while others spontaneously retreated towards the mountains, attempting to "follow their lord."
The battlefield was in complete chaos.
Sun Ce crept to the grassy bank of the river and looked back. He saw shouts of battle echoing from the direction of the mountains and forests, with the banners of the Qingzhou army waving and pursuers surging into the forest like a tide.
On this side of the riverbank, only a few scattered troops remained to guard it.
He spotted a river bend with dense reeds and a slow-moving current, and silently slipped into the water.
The river water was icy cold, and the wound on my left arm was excruciatingly painful.
He gritted his teeth, dove underwater, and drifted downstream.
……
Under the central command flag, Yuan Tan frowned as he looked at the suddenly chaotic battlefield and the various units rushing towards the mountains and forests.
"My lord," Guo Jia rode closer, pointing his feather fan towards the mountains and forests, "the shouts are coming from three places, all calling out for Sun Ce. It's probably a feint."
Liu Ye, who had been following Yuan Tan closely, nodded repeatedly.
"Sun Ce is brave but also cunning. In a desperate situation, he might abandon his men and flee alone. The pursuit through the mountains and forests is exactly what he plans to do by dividing his forces. His true identity has probably already escaped by another route."
Guo Jia, I don't know what got into him just now, arriving at the battlefield so late.
This caused heavy losses to Lou Ban's troops...
Yuan Tan's gaze swept across the battlefield, finally settling on the left bank of the river.
The garrison on the riverbank was sparse, and reeds swayed on the river surface.
"Building Class".
He called out.
Lou Ban stepped forward and bowed.
"Take your troops, dismount, and enter the forest. I need to know whether Sun Ce is actually in the forest."
"promise."
Lou Ban accepted the order, waved his hand, and more than three hundred lightly armored soldiers armed with short weapons dismounted, dispersed silently, and quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests.
"The remaining units gathered the surrendered soldiers, surveyed the battlefield, and treated the wounded."
Yuan Tan gave the order,
"Increase patrols along the riverbank and search downstream. We must find them alive or dead."
Damn! If Sun Ce escapes, the consequences will be severe.
Although he had lost most of his elite troops, he still had a lot of influence in Jiangdong.
If one raises their arms and calls for action, there will likely be a large number of people responding.
We need to find a way to ruin Sun Ce's reputation, otherwise Jiangdong will never have peace.
"Report—"
Just as Yuan Tan hesitated, a military doctor rushed over, his face grim.
"General Zhao is seriously wounded and has lost too much blood; he has fallen into a coma."
What?
Upon hearing this, Yuan Tan almost jumped up.
Zhao Yun is the strongest fighter under my command.
This kind of person can go in and out of Changbanpo seven times without any problems, so he won't die here, right?
"Take me to see this doctor quickly! Wait, bring the best medicine..."
When Yuan Tan saw Zhao Yun, his blood had soaked through three layers of bandages, and countless drops had been dripped.
If this continues, even without wound infection, he might die from excessive blood loss.
The army doctor knelt beside him, his hands trembling: "My lord, the knife wound has penetrated to the bone, and the blood loss is too great; the wound medicine cannot stop the bleeding..."
Yuan Tan squatted down and lifted the cloth that had been temporarily bandaged on Zhao Yun's back.
The wound was turned inside out, and blood gushed out with each heartbeat.
Zhao Yun's face was ashen, and his breathing was weak.
The generals surrounded them. Gan Ning clutched his arm, Guo Jia frowned, and Jia Xu remained silent.
"Get out of the way."
Yuan Tan said.
He rose and walked to his warhorse.
The horse was still neighing, seemingly excited that its master was approaching.
Yuan Tan drew his sword and plunged it into the horse's neck.
Blood spurted out, steaming hot.
Yuan Tan recalled a passage in the Compendium of Materia Medica that stated: "For those severely injured, cut open the belly of a cow and insert the medicine; after eating for a long time, they will recover."
During Genghis Khan's western expedition, the Han Chinese general Guo Baoyu was shot in the chest with an arrow and lost consciousness due to blood loss. Genghis Khan ordered a cow to be slaughtered and its belly cut open, and Guo Baoyu was stuffed into the cow's belly. He awoke several hours later.
Since there is such a precedent, it can certainly be done.
However, it's not certain that we can't find oxen for the time being, but my Ferghana horse still has a big belly, which might have a miraculous effect.
Those around him, naturally unfamiliar with medical techniques, were all greatly alarmed by what they saw. What had gotten into their lord?
Why get angry at your mount?
"Open the horse's belly."
He said to his personal guards.
The guards were stunned for a moment, then immediately used their knives to cut open the horse's belly.
The entrails spilled out, and hot steam mixed with a fishy smell rushed up.
Yuan Tan returned to Zhao Yun's side and personally tore off his blood-stained battle robe, revealing his strong upper body.
With the wound exposed, the bleeding increased rapidly.
"Carry it inside," Yuan Tan said, pointing to the horse's belly.
The entire room fell silent.
"My lord, this..." the army doctor stammered.
"Ancient texts record that heating a horse's belly can stop bleeding," Yuan Tan said calmly. "Lift it."
Gan Ning was the first to act. He and two of his personal guards lifted Zhao Yun and carefully stuffed the naked Zhao Yun into Shang Wen's horse's belly.
Blood, entrails, and the horse's heat were all mixed together.
Zhao Yun's body trembled, and he let out a muffled groan.
Yuan Tan squatted beside the horse, his hand resting on its belly, feeling the temperature inside and Zhao Yun's faint pulse.
He looked at this fine Ferghana horse, worth a thousand pieces of gold, which accompanied him in battle for two years.
Never mind, we can find another horse.
There is only one Zhao Yun.
Inside the horse's belly, Zhao Yun's consciousness was blurred.
He felt warmth, he felt pressure, and the wound seemed... to have really stopped bleeding.
Then he realized where he was.
Inside the horse's belly, naked.
My lord, what kind of quirk is this?