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Chapter 4 - Chapter 4: Meeting Gift

"Hearing you say that, why do I feel like there's a traitor among your trusted aides?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Zun and Xiao Zhengfei both suddenly looked up at Han Lei, Zhao Zun's gaze contained not only surprise but also admiration.

What a clever woman!

Zhao Zun withdrew his gaze, his tone even more grave.

"When the iron cable bridge broke, I immediately considered this possibility, but still optimistically thought it was an accident, until we were ambushed. I was convinced there was a traitor. But the bridge snapped, this is within Yong'an City's territory, we'll have to wait until we're back to deal with it."

"The rations are lost, what do you plan to do next?" Han Lei asked.

"Since we're already here, I still plan to go to the Yong'an battlefield to see the situation before making any decisions."

Saying this, Zhao Zun supported himself and sat up, clasped his hands in thanks: "Many thanks to Miss Han for saving me, I will remember you, until we meet again."

"Eh! No need, no need. Just a small effort. But..."

Han Lei hurriedly waved her hand and then looked at Zhao Zun with a conflicted expression.

Saving lives is her duty, not something that warrants thanks, yet seeing Zhao Zun's urgent demeanor, wanting to take the still-unconscious Ping Chuan and leave, she was momentarily at a loss since she had just arrived from time travel, unfamiliar with the world, and didn't even know where she should go.

At least for now, she needs Zhao Zun and his people's help, but they had just experienced an ambush, and she was afraid that proposing to tag along would make Zhao Zun suspect her intentions weren't pure and that she was deliberately trying to get close to them.

So, she really didn't know how to speak up.

Seeing her conflicted and troubled expression, Zhao Zun guessed the gist of it, so he spoke up sincerely inviting her.

"Miss Han's medical skills are extraordinary, would you be willing to serve under my command?"

Setting aside that magical weapon that kills invisibly, Zhao Zun wouldn't want her to appear in the enemy army's camp based on her exquisite medical skills alone.

"Haha, really?"

Han Lei was very happy, finally having a place to stay, but she was also very rational.

"But there can't be women in your camp. Is this... appropriate?"

This girl not only had superb medical skills but also understood propriety. This added to Zhao Zun's favorable impression of Han Lei.

"Hmm... there are some troubles, but I will handle them."

"That's great!"

Having a place to stay, and finding a temporary job, Han Lei couldn't help but clap her hands, showing a charming demeanor of a young lady.

She must be a lively woman! Zhao Zun thought, his lips subtly curling into a smile.

Xiao Zhengfei was also amused by Han Lei's charming demeanor and clasped his hands in salute to her: "Mr. Xiao congratulates Miss Han, we will serve the Prince together."

"In the future, I will rely on Mr. Xiao for care."

Han Lei imitated their gesture and clasped her hands in salute. The way she did it looked rather comical.

"Hehe! We'll make it work." Xiao Zhengfei chuckled heartily.

Since Zhao Zun took her in, Han Lei thought she should also do something for him, then she considered her system.

Weren't they lacking food? She'd buy some and give it to them as a meeting gift.

"Prince, since I am now your army's doctor. How about I drive you to the battlefield? You and Ping Chuan can't walk in your current state," Han Lei thought, and boldly offered, "I happen to have some food in my car, perhaps it can help."

"Is this true?"

"Yes, Prince. This is truly a savior for Yong'an City!"

Now it was Zhao Zun and Xiao Zhengfei's turn to get excited.

At this time, Ping Chuan, who had just woken up, heard their conversation. Ignoring the injury on his left arm, he excitedly sat up.

"Miss, are you serious, do you really have food?"

"Yes!" Han Lei smiled and nodded to Ping Chuan. "We can go deliver food now. How about you? Can you manage?"

"No problem, no problem. Don't mind me." At the mention of food, Ping Chuan grinned so wide it nearly reached his ears.

Zhao Zun couldn't hide his excitement and waved his hand. "Alright, then we'll set off now."

"Alright! Prince, Ping Chuan, lie down. I'm going to drive." Han Lei immediately stood up and walked towards the driver's seat. "Mr. Xiao, you sit next to me to help give directions."

With the engine roaring to life, Han Lei drove the ambulance towards the northern gate of Yong'an City.

...... I am a lazy dividing line......

On the other side, outside the northern gate of Yong'an City.

The Turkic and Da Jing sides were engaged in a fierce battle, the sounds of shouting and weapons clashing echoed in this realm.

On the battlefield, iron hooves dashed.

The Turkic wolf cavalry and Yong'an City soldiers were locked in a bloody fight on this crimson battlefield, with the sky turning color. Blood stained the yellow sand, broken spears and halberds, the north wind carrying the scent of blood, making the life-and-death struggle increasingly fierce.

Da Jing had been cut off from their rations for some days, the soldiers were dispirited, morale low, yet they still struggled to resist.

"Have there been any news from Bujia?" asked the Turkic general Alpi, who wore two braids, to his trusted aide beside him.

"Reporting to the General, they have returned and are waiting for you in the main tent."

Alpi nodded, descended from the observation platform, and walked towards the commander's tent.

Now that Bujia and his people returned safely, they must have brought good news. Alpi thought, his lips curled as excitement flashed in his eyes.

Inside the commander's tent—

A tripod wine vessel made from animal bones was thrown to the ground with force.

"Smack!"

"What did you say? Peanuts?"

Alpi's brows knitted, furious to the point of his face becoming ghastly.

He swiftly moved in front of Bujia, raising his hand, eager to slap Bujia to death.

"You say Zhao Zun's reinforcements used peanuts to kill several of our men instantly, and made you retreat without fighting? Just how many reinforcements did they send?"

Bujia, who had just escaped and returned, trembled all over in fear and stammered as he held up one finger.

"Just... just... just one."

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