The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife-Chapter 2240 - 2242: Treating Wounds
Ye Liu, seeing Yangyang’s precise aim, ordered more torches and oil jars. These oil jars seemed to chase after Great Qi’s army; no matter how they dodged, they were thrown right in their midst.
"You little brat, slacking off again, huh? Just a few fell with that soft strike of yours."
Yangyang was having a blast when suddenly the Poison Old Freak appeared out of nowhere.
Some people gathered around and immediately scattered a pouch of powder.
"Great Zhou is really despicable, actually using poison."
Seeing their comrades fall after being hit by the powder, Great Qi couldn’t help but curse out loud.
"Fools, as long as we win, who cares about methods?" Poison Old Freak shouted, "Besides, when did I ever say I’m from Great Zhou?"
Seeing Great Qi’s troops fall into chaos, Great Zhou’s side swarmed in, quickly tearing a gap in Great Qi’s orderly ranks.
"Divine Doctor Mu, take General Luo and go first, I’ll stay behind to cover," said an Assistant General.
Mu Shaoling didn’t say much, mounted his horse, and led a team towards Ning City. Yang Chuxia saw this and followed with Yangyang.
"Old man, keep up!" Yangyang called to the old man as they left.
About a few dozen miles from Ning City, there was a small village. The villagers had already evacuated, so Mu Shaoling temporarily halted there.
They found a room and carried Old Mu inside.
"I need to treat Uncle Luo’s wound first. You stand guard; during my treatment, no one is to disturb us. If anyone tries to intrude, kill them without mercy."
"With me here, don’t worry." Yang Chuxia nodded and stood at the door.
"Granduncle will be fine, right?" Yangyang’s small face was full of worry.
"He won’t be. Your granduncle is a hero; heroes have great fortunes—they’ll be fine."
The waiting was torturous. When Mu Shaoling finally opened the door, two hours had already passed.
"How’s Uncle?"
"The arrow has been removed," Mu Shaoling looked very tired. "We’ll set out for Ning City in two hours." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Yang Chuxia agreed with this. There were only a few thousand of them who managed to retreat; the others were led by the Assistant General. It wasn’t suitable to stay too long.
"Why are you back in Liao City again?" Only now did Mu Shaoling remember, "And why is this little guy here too?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia glared at Yangyang, "I was chasing after him out here. This little rascal is so daring, he sneaked out following the Emperor’s army."
"Tsk tsk!"
Mu Shaoling pinched Yangyang’s cheek, "That move on the battlefield wasn’t bad, huh."
"Peh, not bad my ass, it was an utter embarrassment for the old man." Poison Old Freak grunted on the side, "My master said the truly skilled could take down hundreds. This little brat was incredibly weak. Hey kid, been slacking, haven’t you? Haven’t made any progress in these days."
"Nonsense." Yangyang stepped forward, "I’ve definitely improved, okay? Besides, I’m just a kid now; when I grow up, I’ll absolutely reach that level you mentioned."
"Can’t see any progress." Poison Old Freak still shook his head, "Your palm strikes are soft, lacking momentum."
"Ah..." Yangyang, like a little lion with its hair raised, "I’m not arguing with you, or I’ll disturb my granduncle."
Yang Chuxia shook her head helplessly. The old kid teasing the little kid.
"You said Yangyang followed the army here? Where’s the army now?"
"At the earliest, they should arrive in Ning City by tomorrow night, at the latest the morning after."







