Li Guan yi defeated Jiang Su, bringing the battle in his sector to an end.
Without time to rest, he galloped all the way toward the battlefield a hundred li away.
Even before he arrived, waves of wind carrying the stench of blood and death hit his face.
Li Guan yi hurried forward anxiously.
When he reached the flank battlefield, what met his eyes was a scene of extreme carnage.
Li Zhaowen and others noticed the breaks in his armor, the cracks and fresh blood staining his shoulder plate.
Li Zhaowen said, "Guan yi——"
Pan Qing, barely holding onto life, gasped, "Your Majesty——"
Li Guan yi raised his hand, signaling them to stay silent.
Using the martial techniques recorded in the Book of Imperial Governance, he began healing their wounds.
While tending to injuries, his gaze swept across the devastating battlefield, his voice calm yet firm: "Jiang Su is dead; the Ying Kingdom army’s momentum is lost."
Pan Qing lowered his voice: "Our comrades have suffered heavy casualties. Lord Gongsun Huaizhi, and General Xue Shen—"
"All have passed," Li Guan yi cut in.
His eyes darkened a little, but in this situation, he could not show any sign of wavering.
Suppressing the surge of emotions within, he maintained the composure befitting a ruler, aiming to steady the morale of his troops:
"Rest first."