Zhu Xiongying hummed, bent down, slowly put his fourth uncle on the ground, held Zhu Di's waist, and asked tentatively,
"Fourth Uncle, then I let you go. You can really stand still, right?"
"Um."
Zhu Di nodded feebly, looking at his weak look, as if his whole body had been hollowed out.
Thinking about it, Zhu Di has been in a state of soaring adrenaline since the enemy's sneak attack. Both physical and mental energy have been completely exhausted.
Zhu Xiongying tentatively took the hand on his fourth uncle's waist. Zhu Di's lips turned white and he looked at Zhu Xiongying and whispered,
"Eldest nephew, please let go. Fourth uncle can stand still..."
Zhu Xiongying glanced at his fourth uncle with his gift of seeing, hearing and asking. Apart from being weak and exhausted, there was really nothing wrong with his body.
The little pills I just gave to my fourth uncle also contained a fairy bean that replenished my physical strength. According to the setting of the fairy beans, my fourth uncle should have been full of energy and regained his full strength by now.
After confirming that his fourth uncle was fine, Zhu Xiongying removed his hands completely.
"Ouch!"
Before Zhu Xiongying could reach his hands far, Zhu Di's legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground with an ouch. Fortunately, Zhu Xiongying had quick eyesight and quick hands, and his fourth uncle picked him up again halfway.
"Forget it, Fourth Uncle, I'll just hold you like this."
Zhu Xiongying muttered in his heart,
Why don't you notice that Fourth Uncle is so full of tea?
There is no other way, just take the fourth uncle back to the Ming Dynasty. When will the fourth uncle be able to get up and ride a horse?
No matter what rumors this posture will spread among the army.
Zhu Di huddled in his eldest nephew's arms, changed his head to a comfortable position, leaned on Zhu Xiongying's chest, stretched out his hand to grab his eldest nephew's collar, and said apologetically,
"I'm sorry, nephew, my fourth uncle is too incompetent.
If... if there is no eldest nephew... ugh..."
Zhu Di buried his head in Zhu Xiongying's arms and did not dare to say any more. Zhu Di looked like this, which made Zhu Xiongying's skin crawl all over.
"It's okay, Fourth Uncle, it's all over."
"Hmm~"
Zhu Xiongying looked down at his fourth uncle and said softly,
"Fourth uncle, why don't you just sleep a little longer."
"You care about me~"
Zhu Xiongying had no choice but to gently wake up his fourth uncle when he heard the sound of several footsteps and a clang, which was the sound of a weapon falling to the ground.
After Zhu Di heard this voice, he quickly stretched his head out of his nephew's arms and looked over.
I saw Zhu Neng, Zhang Yu, and Bao Tu looking at His Highness King Yan with their mouths open. Zhu Di was stunned in Zhu Xiongying's arms, with a white face that was visibly red with embarrassment.
Zhu Neng scratched his head and said,
“Your Highness, we didn’t see anything.
Oh, by the way, Your Highness Shengsun, just do whatever you need to do and don't worry about us. "
Zhang Yu picked up the weapon that fell on the ground and hurriedly pulled Zhu Neng's sleeve. However, Zhu Neng was very outspoken and had no emotional intelligence. The words came out of his mouth too quickly.
Bao Tu looked at Zhu Xiongying and quickly reported the report.
"Your Highness, our troops and horses have been sorted out, the wounded and captured have been counted, and the rangers are not far away.
If you want to set off, just give the order at any time, and the general will slip away first. "
After saying that, Batu hurriedly gave a military salute to Zhu Xiongying, turned around and hurried away, fearing that the blood would fall on him later.
Zhu Neng turned around and glared at Zhang Yu, complaining that Zhang Yu had no emotional intelligence and muttered,
"Old Zhang, why are you pulling me? The general has long seen that His Highness King Yan is a man with a strong appearance but a fragile heart.
We can't look down on His Highness King Yan just because he wants to be treated well. "
Zhang Yu lowered his head with a gray face and vowed never to say another word to Zhu Neng again.
Zhu Neng saw that His Highness Shengsun was also frozen on the spot, and everyone's eyes were focused on him. Zhu Neng still didn't understand what was going on, so he looked at Zhu Xiongying and said seriously,
"His Royal Highness Shengsun, if you don't have any strength anymore, please give it to the future general, who will be able to give it to His Highness King Yan."
Zhu Neng was not in high spirits at all. He stepped forward and bent his arms to take over the Yan King Zhu Di.
"Hush, hush, your highness, come on..."
Zhu Neng only had a vague idea that he had to shush a child twice, but he didn't know that shushing a child twice was to coax the child to pee. Zhu Neng didn't care about it anyway, and coaxed Zhu Di into his arms.
Zhu Di propped himself up in his eldest nephew's arms and looked at Zhu Neng in disbelief.
Zhu Neng said doubtfully,
"Your Highness, come."
Zhu Di's face turned from red to green, and from green to black. He looked down at Zhu Neng's hands, then looked up at Zhu Neng's face, and finally couldn't help but stretch out his hand.
With a snap, Zhu Neng's helmet was pulled off with a slap. He tried to hit him with such force that little stars appeared in front of Zhu Neng's eyes.
Zhu Di faced Zhu Neng's aggrieved eyes, his neck was full of veins, and he growled,
"Yu, your mother's size!"
Zhu Neng looked at Zhu Di pitifully,
"Your Highness, my mother is dead, so I can't relax."
Zhu Xiongying lowered his head. This hellish joke was so outrageous that he could only force himself not to laugh.
Zhu Di was stunned on the spot. After reacting, he stood up and kicked Zhu Neng over, shouting angrily,
"Get out! Get out of here!"
"oh."
Zhu Neng got up from the ground and left aggrievedly.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't know where he had offended His Highness King Yan.
Zhu Di turned to look at Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu was complaining in his heart. Maybe Zhu Di had some sense and didn't vent his anger on Zhang Yu.
"How many troops and horses are there?"
Zhu Di asked in a deep voice.
Zhang Yu blurted out the answer,
"The loss was about 40%."
"Is there so much left?"
Zhu Di was surprised, and then there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart. It can be said that the Mongolian army has been sharpening its sword for five years. Zhu Di has raised it bit by bit. Any one missing will be Zhu Di's flesh.
Zhu Di originally thought that after this encounter, there would not be many soldiers and horses left, but he did not expect that there was an unexpected surprise, and there were still 60% left.
Although this 60% also included a large number of wounded soldiers, Zhu Di was very accepting of it.
Zhang Yu opened his mouth and explained,
"Your Highness, my troops have been sent out, and the enemies of the Shenji Battalion have not had time to encircle and suppress them.
The casualties are basically the men and horses you brought out into the battle, as well as the brothers who later died trying to save you. "
Zhu Di was silent. These brothers were not just numbers. Zhu Di was really able to recognize and call everyone by name. These were all living beings of flesh and blood.
Zhu Xiongying patted his fourth uncle on the back, turned to look at Zhang Yu and said,
"Xianyuan cooked the stove and let the brothers have a full meal.
After eating, burn the dead brothers, and the ashes will be returned to Yandi no matter what. "
Zhang Yu nodded moved, but still asked,
"Your Highness, we are in Qinchao territory now. Should we march out and then cook in the kitchen?"
