Ye Liu, seeing Yangyangâs precise aim, ordered more torches and oil jars. These oil jars seemed to chase after Great Qiâs army; no matter how they dodged, they were thrown right in their midst.
"You little brat, slacking off again, huh? Just a few fell with that soft strike of yours."
Yangyang was having a blast when suddenly the Poison Old Freak appeared out of nowhere.
Some people gathered around and immediately scattered a pouch of powder.
"Great Zhou is really despicable, actually using poison."
Seeing their comrades fall after being hit by the powder, Great Qi couldnât help but curse out loud.
"Fools, as long as we win, who cares about methods?" Poison Old Freak shouted, "Besides, when did I ever say Iâm from Great Zhou?"
Seeing Great Qiâs troops fall into chaos, Great Zhouâs side swarmed in, quickly tearing a gap in Great Qiâs orderly ranks.
"Divine Doctor Mu, take General Luo and go first, Iâll stay behind to cover," said an Assistant General.
Mu Shaoling didnât say much, mounted his horse, and led a team towards Ning City. Yang Chuxia saw this and followed with Yangyang.
"Old man, keep up!" Yangyang called to the old man as they left.
About a few dozen miles from Ning City, there was a small village. The villagers had already evacuated, so Mu Shaoling temporarily halted there.
They found a room and carried Old Mu inside.
"I need to treat Uncle Luoâs wound first. You stand guard; during my treatment, no one is to disturb us. If anyone tries to intrude, kill them without mercy."
"With me here, donât worry." Yang Chuxia nodded and stood at the door.
"Granduncle will be fine, right?" Yangyangâs small face was full of worry.
"He wonât be. Your granduncle is a hero; heroes have great fortunesâtheyâll be fine."
The waiting was torturous. When Mu Shaoling finally opened the door, two hours had already passed.
"Howâs Uncle?"
"The arrow has been removed," Mu Shaoling looked very tired. "Weâll set out for Ning City in two hours."
Yang Chuxia agreed with this. There were only a few thousand of them who managed to retreat; the others were led by the Assistant General. It wasnât suitable to stay too long.
"Why are you back in Liao City again?" Only now did Mu Shaoling remember, "And why is this little guy here too?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia glared at Yangyang, "I was chasing after him out here. This little rascal is so daring, he sneaked out following the Emperorâs army."
"Tsk tsk!"
Mu Shaoling pinched Yangyangâs cheek, "That move on the battlefield wasnât bad, huh."
"Peh, not bad my ass, it was an utter embarrassment for the old man." Poison Old Freak grunted on the side, "My master said the truly skilled could take down hundreds. This little brat was incredibly weak. Hey kid, been slacking, havenât you? Havenât made any progress in these days."
"Nonsense." Yangyang stepped forward, "Iâve definitely improved, okay? Besides, Iâm just a kid now; when I grow up, Iâll absolutely reach that level you mentioned."
"Canât see any progress." Poison Old Freak still shook his head, "Your palm strikes are soft, lacking momentum."
"Ah..." Yangyang, like a little lion with its hair raised, "Iâm not arguing with you, or Iâll disturb my granduncle."
Yang Chuxia shook her head helplessly. The old kid teasing the little kid.
"You said Yangyang followed the army here? Whereâs the army now?"
"At the earliest, they should arrive in Ning City by tomorrow night, at the latest the morning after."