Hearing Li You's words.
Looking at Zhao Feng's appearance, and the blood-soaked bodies of the elite soldiers behind him.
Zhao Ying hurriedly let go.
"Brother, go wash up quickly."
"I've gathered the military doctors to wait in the camp, so they can check all the soldiers returning from battle," Zhao Ying said calmly.
"Alright."
Zhao Feng nodded: "This expedition, almost every soldier got hurt. It's time for a proper check-up."
"Brothers."
"Let's go to Logistics Army for a bath."
"We stink to high heaven."
Zhao Feng shouted, swinging off his horse and heading into the camp.
The soldiers followed along one after another.
Logistics Army.
Firescout Army men bustled about, boiling hot water.
The camp was full of steam.
"Hurry up!"
"Shangjiangjun has returned, get the water ready fast!"
The Logistics Army commander shouted loudly.
"Yes, sir!"
Logistics Army men swiftly filled the wooden tubs with water and bath herbs.
Thousands of tubs lined up all neatly.
