Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Pampering My Little Husband

Given this situation, it is indeed not advisable to launch a full-scale attack in the short term.

Furthermore, they are currently tied to the Qinglian Sect and have not gained any real control over the situation.

It would be very dangerous to have a conflict with the Qinglian Sect now.

Therefore, the first thing to do is to appease Feng Wanqing.

However, Feng Wanqing did not seem to have the same shrewdness as An Yun, and it was understandable that she was suppressed by Wen Qing.

Even a lowly commander doesn't take her seriously.

An Yun's words of advice only fueled her anger.

But with the commander looking so fierce, she really didn't dare to go too far.

He could only vent his anger on An Yun.

He grabbed An Yun, causing her to stumble. "An Yun, you're actually siding with them."

Have you even realized who your master truly is?

An Yun staggered and almost fell. Upon hearing Feng Wanqing's words, her brows furrowed tightly.

"Your Highness, I am utterly loyal to you..."

As if she had found an outlet, Feng Wanqing even let the servants beside her vent their frustrations.

Commander Lu ignored the noise and ordered his men to move Feng Wanqing and the rest of the group away from him.

The soldiers only stopped when they had retreated to a place about five or six miles from Fuhu Town.

Han Zixuan saw them retreating and did not choose to pursue them.

After all, their advantage lies in defense, not offense. It would be bad if there were an ambush in their rear!

In today's battle, they won with fewer troops and gained a slight advantage.

With the help of the city walls of Fuhu Town, the more than 30,000 troops were barely able to put up a fight against Feng Wanqing and her group.

Without that, relying solely on sheer numbers, a melee of 30,000 against 50,000 would have virtually no chance of victory.

The team retreated, and Han Zixuan and the others excitedly returned to the town.

They were all very excited, raising their weapons high and cheering as they entered the town.

Now, even Han Zixuan looks at him with admiration.

The things I was worried about before have all changed completely after today's disaster.

"Hey, did you all see how Commandant Han fought?"

That…that was practically a god of death…Master Liang.”

"Hehe...the soldiers on the other side didn't dare to surround them at all."

"Oh dear, who said that Commandant Han was just a weak scholar!"

Who said that… I’m going to tear her mouth apart today! That’s utter nonsense.

"Haha...that's right...that's exactly the kind of general we like...ruthless and taciturn..."

"I knew from the start that the rumors about Kyoto were unreliable."

Our Commandant Han is no ordinary man; he's just left the capital and there are a few people spouting nonsense.

"He was just killed by a single arrow shot by Commandant Han. Is that archery skill something an ordinary person could possess?"

"From now on, I've chosen Commandant Han... Let's see who dares to speak ill of Commandant Han now."

"I'm the first one who wouldn't agree..."

Such voices rose and fell, and not only did the soldiers develop an admiration for Han Zixuan.

Even some of the adjutants who initially disliked him changed their minds after this battle.

Their eyes sparkled as they looked at Han Zixuan.

He kept calling him Commandant Han.

"Lieutenant Han, please forgive me for saying a few unpleasant things earlier without thinking!"

"Hehe, we didn't mean it. Commander Han was incredibly brave and valiant today!"

"Yes...where is Commandant Han from?"

"Commander Han is young and promising; no wonder he has won His Majesty's favor and has a bright future..."

Han Zixuan simply smiled and let it go regarding the rapid change in these people's attitudes.

In the military, if you want others to obey orders, you must rely on your own abilities.

Wherever you go, as long as you demonstrate your abilities.

Those discordant voices will disappear without a trace.

Meanwhile, Wen Qing was escorted to Suizhou by a group of servants.

"Quick...someone come quickly...the sect leader is injured...please fetch a doctor immediately."

Soon, an elderly woman with gray hair was brought to Wenqing's side.

At that moment, the old woman looked at the young man on the bed who was barely breathing.

Her legs trembled uncontrollably. "I...I..." she began, about to refuse.

A sharp dagger was then placed against the old woman's neck.

"Enough with the nonsense. If you can't save him, you'll die with him..."

The old woman was so frightened that her pupils dilated and she trembled, so she could only agree!

He opened his first-aid kit and strode quickly toward Wenqing.

After a night of treatment, the arrow lodged in Wenqing's heart was finally removed.

In the dead of winter, the doctor nervously wiped the large beads of sweat from his forehead.

"It's out!"

A blood-stained arrowhead was held by the doctor and thrown into a basin of water.

With a hopeful look on his face, he said, "It's alright...it's alright...it was just half an inch off."

If that arrow had gone in half an inch deeper, even a god couldn't have saved him.

Thankfully... thankfully, I survived!

Sigh, practicing medicine has its risks!

The men in black who had been standing guard nearby all breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the doctor's answer!

His eyes were fixed on the doctor treating Wen Qing's wounds.

After everything was ready, he finally spoke, "Thank you for your help, doctor!"

He then handed over a gold ingot and had someone send the old woman away!

After the others left, the servant came to Wen Qing and tore off the human skin from his neck.

She revealed a stunningly beautiful face, pale as death, her brows furrowed, as she took out a delicate little jade bottle from her bosom.

He poured out a bright red pill and fed it into Wenqing's mouth.

Only then did I feel relieved, as the medicine had just been given to me not long ago.

Wen Qing, who had just kept her eyes closed, slowly opened them with a frown.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Where is this..."

The attendant hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Master...we are currently in Suizhou...you are injured, the doctor has just treated your wound."

Wen Qing then suddenly remembered that she had been shot by an arrow.

His eyes were filled with malice, "Han... Zixuan..."

Upon hearing this name, the attendant immediately said, "Master, rest assured, I have already sent many people to investigate Han Zixuan's matter!"

"Your injuries are quite severe, you can only rest now. Just tell your subordinates what else needs to be done..."

Warm breaths heavily, feeling the pain throughout her body, her eyes growing increasingly deep.

"This sect leader demands that Han Zixuan pay for her blood debt... cough cough... cough cough!"

The intense pain in his chest from the exertion nearly made him faint again!

After calming down for a long time, the pain finally subsided, and that's when I remembered something.

He immediately turned his gaze to the attendant, "How is Chen Pi's situation in Fuhu Town now?"

The two sides are still fighting. What's the situation?

Chen Pi immediately bowed and said, "Reporting to the leader, the fighting in Fuhu Town has ceased."

Commander Lu has already led his men to retreat and set up camp a few miles away from Fuhu Town.

"Awaiting the leader's next orders!"

Wen Qing tried to lift her eyelids, her long eyelashes casting a shadow in the candlelight.

I couldn't see the emotion in his eyes, I only heard his faint voice, "Okay..."

After a long while, we heard him say the next thing, and saw Wen Qing touching her wound with one hand.

He murmured, "Han Zixuan...this sect leader will remember...you..."