Returning after a three-year escape from death, the tyrant has turned evil.

Chapter 149 Failure, Injury

Song Yi didn't know when she went down; she just vaguely followed Jiang Lanye to Jian Ge.

They didn't know what today meant for Jiang Lanye; they were just wondering why the usually invincible emperor had become so vulnerable today.

Jiang Lanye quickly adjusted her mood and returned to her usual indifferent and cold demeanor as she spoke with them.

Zuo Sheng has been on his way for two days, and tomorrow will be the third day. If all goes well, he should be able to send a message back by carrier pigeon.

But recalling Zuo Sheng's arrogance when he left, Song Yi always felt that things wouldn't go so smoothly.

Day two.

Song Yi was awakened by the noisy commotion outside before she was fully awake.

She opened her eyes and found the room empty; Jiang Lanye had left sometime earlier.

Song Yi hurriedly dressed, pushed open the door, and ran out.

Zuo Sheng returned with only a handful of men. Almost all of the soldiers were seriously wounded, covered in blood, and sitting on the ground groaning in pain.

Zuo Sheng now had two more horrifying scars on his face, and his complexion was grim, suggesting he had been through a fierce battle. The tactic Jiang Lanye had mentioned might not have succeeded.

Song Yi's mood immediately became heavy, and she slowly walked over.

Jiang Lanye stood aside, watching the military doctor prepare to treat Zuo Sheng's wounds, and said coldly, "You shouldn't have been so impulsive."

The method of slowly advancing by building fortresses was feasible, and Zuo Sheng did indeed do it. However, he was too foolish afterward, couldn't withstand provocation, fell into an ambush, and suffered heavy losses.

Zuo Sheng moved his lips, but couldn't utter a word.

It was indeed his fault. If he had followed Jiang Lanye's instructions from the beginning, approaching step by step in a steady and methodical manner, there would have been no problem.

But the nomadic Khan on the other side dared to send his son to provoke them.

Zuo Sheng said in a deep voice, "His son is just like him. He doesn't look very old, but he's exceptionally brave and skilled in battle. The key is his mouth! He's extremely good at provoking people."

When Song Yi heard him mention the Khan's son, for some reason, his fingertips suddenly went numb for a moment, and his heart started to race.

Zuo Sheng kept speaking to him in a gruff voice.

He described it in great detail, and even though Song Yi had never met the person, he could still roughly picture his appearance in his mind.

But why, why did she feel inexplicably flustered?
She didn't even know that person, so why was she so afraid of him?

Could it be that he was so afraid of Zuo Sheng, a general with a muscular build, that he was repeatedly defeated by him, and that's why he panicked?
Song Yi bit her lip, trying to dispel the strange feeling in her heart. She noticed that something was wrong with the seriously injured soldier sitting on the ground next to her. She quickly squatted down and found that his thigh was bleeding profusely. Even if it was bandaged, it was no use. The blood quickly soaked the silk cloth completely.

The blood was too bright; Song Yi could tell at a glance that this was no ordinary bleeding. If the bleeding wasn't stopped in time, the person would likely die soon.
She quickly found a sturdier wooden stick, squatted down in front of him, and spoke rapidly:
"You're bandaging it wrong like that. It'll bleed out in no time. You have to re-bandage it now, quick!"

Jiang Lanye was still listening to Zuo Sheng's words when he suddenly heard Song Yi's urgent voice. He turned around and found that Song Yi had come out of the room at some point.

The military doctor next to him hurriedly took out a clean handkerchief.

The soldier was frightened by Song Yi's words, and his face turned pale. It was also possible that he had lost too much blood and was already pale.

He untied the cloth that had been wrapped around him, and Song Yi handed him a clean one, instructing him to tie it back on. He then tightened it tightly, wrapped it several more times, and tied a knot.

The soldier looked at Song Yi with some confusion.

Song Yi took the wooden stick and laboriously stuffed it into the gap of the knot, then twisted the stick forcefully once. With just this one twist, the soldier felt the cloth tighten even more. She wasn't very strong, but fearing that she hadn't been able to stop the bleeding this time, she twisted it again until her knuckles turned white.

Then, she gestured for the soldiers to hold onto the wooden stick and not move, saying:

"If you suffer a similar injury that is difficult to stop bleeding in the future, you can use this method."

With twenty or thirty wounded soldiers, the medic was clearly overwhelmed, so Song Yi simply rolled up his sleeves and helped out.

She doesn't have any medical skills, but she knows some basic first aid and hemostasis. At the very least, she can help the military doctor by handing things over.

Jiang Lanye glanced deeply at Song Yi's busy back, but ultimately said nothing.

He looked at Zuo Sheng and said coldly, "No matter how provocative the other side is, in the end, it's because you are too easily angered. Since you came here, your mind has become much more complicated. You don't need to go anymore. I will send someone else."

Zuo Sheng had never experienced such a setback before, and his pride was already on the verge of being humiliated. Upon hearing Jiang Lanye's words, his expression changed drastically.

"His Majesty!"

Jiang Lanye said indifferently, "You are injured and your mood is gloomy and unstable. At least for the time being, you are not suitable to lead troops into battle."

No one noticed that the soldier sitting to the side, clutching his wound and waiting for treatment, was staring intently at Jiang Lanye with eyes like a hyena.

Jiang Lanye added, "These soldiers are all under your command. They are injured. Take good care of them these next few days and help them recover properly."

".yes."

With so many soldiers, it would be too chaotic to entrust them to just one person. Therefore, each general has his own personal guards, but the number of guards is not large, so they check and balance each other, except for Xie Ling.

Xie Ling had received Jiang Lanye's decree long ago, and he possessed absolute power. He had the right to question any soldier under his command.

Jiang Lanye's face darkened. He stopped looking at Zuo Sheng, walked to Song Yi's side, and pulled her up.

As soon as Song Yi regained her footing, Jiang Lanye glanced at her hands, which were accidentally stained with someone else's blood, and immediately said, "Go wash your hands."

Anyway, the injured people were almost all taken care of, Song Yi responded and went back to her room to wash her hands carefully.

Outside the room at this moment.

After treating his wound, Zuo Sheng, whose shoulder had been pierced by an arrow from the Khan's son, clutched his injury and limped away with a cold expression.

As luck would have it, Xie Ling was standing near the training ground, leaning against a pillar, talking to the general opposite him.

"Zuo Sheng suffered a crushing defeat. Xie Ling, you should know by now. How could this have happened?"

Xie Ling crossed his arms and said expressionlessly, "It was expected that he would lose this battle. His Majesty also knew he would lose."

Zuo Sheng suddenly stopped in his tracks and hid around the corner.

"Could it be that His Majesty deliberately sent him to test the waters first?"

Xie Ling said helplessly, "Yes, Zuo Sheng is too impulsive right now. His Majesty knows he will lose, so this is a good opportunity to dampen his spirits and use him as a pawn to test whether this method is feasible. If it is, then we will let others take over."

The person opposite laughed: "In that case, you might as well take this military merit."

"His Majesty does not intend to send me."

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