The Invincible Sixth Prince

It wasn't until daybreak that the battlefield in the distance gradually became quiet.

Guifang's soldiers fled in panic, and Yun Zheng did not send anyone to pursue them.

At this time, Guifang's soldiers were already furious.

Now, those soldiers no longer have any fear, they only have the desire to live.

Whoever doesn't let them live, they will fight to the death.

If we send people to pursue them now, they will suffer heavy casualties.

Wait for them to run away!

Anyway, they retreated in panic, without even food and grass.

Wait until those people run out of energy, then send people to capture the prisoners.

At that time, they don't even need to capture prisoners. As long as the defeated soldiers know that they will have food if they surrender, they will come and surrender on their own.

Yun Zheng put down the clairvoyance in his hand and turned to tell Qu Zhi: "Immediately lead people to clean the battlefield and give the enemy soldiers who were seriously injured but not dead a happy life! Be careful to identify our own people!"

"Yes!"

Qu Zhi accepted the order and immediately led people into a messy battlefield.

Their own people have a circle of white cloth tied around their ankles, which can be seen as long as they lift up their pants.

Although this is more time-consuming, it can minimize the chance of accidentally killing one's own wounded soldiers.

When Qu Zhi led his men into the battlefield, a group of soldiers surrounded a soldier who was carrying a man on his back and ran toward them.

Yun Zheng's eyelids twitched and he immediately led his men to ride towards them.

Soon, Yun Zheng and his party galloped towards the group of soldiers.

"Your Highness, General Wang is dying..."

"Mrs. Miaoyin, please save General Wang..."

"General Wang, you have to hold on!"

Seeing Yunzheng and the others, a group of soldiers began to wail in panic.

Their dirty faces were filled with sadness and worry.

"Quick, put the person down!"

Yunzheng and Miaoyin quickly jumped off their horses.

After several soldiers carefully put down the royal weapon, Miaoyin immediately stepped forward to check the royal weapon's injuries.

Wang Qi was covered in blood and had multiple wounds on his body.

At this time, Wang Qi had passed out due to excessive blood loss.

"Everyone, go down and rest!"

Yun Zheng waved to the soldiers who were surrounding him with worried faces, "If you have wounds on your body, find someone to take care of them."

After hearing Yun Zheng's order, a group of soldiers covered in blood hesitated for a moment, and then slowly retreated.

As they retreated, they looked back at the royal weapon from time to time.

While Miaoyin was checking Wang Qi's injuries, Yunzheng ordered the guards in a deep voice: "Get some hay over here immediately! Hurry!"

Looking at the bloody royal weapon, Yunzheng couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart.

Although death is inevitable on the battlefield, he still feels a little worried every time he sees someone he knows die in battle or be seriously injured.

But, this is the battlefield!

Now that he is in charge of the Beifu Army, he has to accept the cruelty of the battlefield.

Soon, a group of personal guards got some hay, and under the command of Miaoyin, they slowly moved the royal weapon onto the hay.

"How's it going? Can you...resuscitate me?"

Yunzheng looked at Miaoyin nervously.

"I'm not sure either, so I can only do my best."

Miaoyin shook her head slightly, "His injuries are too severe. Whether he can survive or not depends on his luck."

Is that so?

Yun Zheng's heart trembled slightly.

He is still aware of Miaoyin's medical skills.

Miaoyin said this, which means that the possibility of Wangqi surviving is very small.

I hope the royal weapon can hold on!

Just as Yunzheng was sighing secretly, Qu Zhi sent someone back to report: "Your Highness, we found an unconscious person in the trap left by the enemy. General Qu suspects that this person is Guifang King Tuojing!"

Tuoji?

Yun Zheng's heart moved, and he immediately ordered the guards: "Go, call Mondo, and let him see if that person is Tuo Jing!"

The Guards took the order and left.

Soon, Yunzheng got the exact answer.

That person is none other than Ghost Fang King Tuojing.

Tuo Jing's carriage rolled over during the retreat, and the ghost army who fled in panic may not have noticed Tuo Jing at all.

Tuo Jing, who was in a coma, was carried over.

Miaoyin raised her head and looked at Yunzheng, "Do you want me to check Tuoji's condition first?"

"Leave him alone!"

Yun Zheng shook his head slightly, "Take care of Wang Qi's wounds first!"

With this defeat, Gui Fang was completely ruined.

According to normal circumstances, even if Tuo Jing dies, the ghost side should still ask for surrender.

If the ghost side doesn't ask for surrender, he has ways to deal with the ghost side.

Tuojing is dead, aren't Tuohuan and Mengdo still there?

It's just that if Tuo Jing was alive, there might be less trouble.

But in his heart, Tuo Jing's life was not worth as much as Wang Qi's life.

"All right!"

Miao Yin didn't say much and continued to use catgut to suture the cleaned wounds of Wang Qi.

An hour later, Miaoyin helped Wang Qi treat his wounds with the help of several personal guards.

Half of the healing medicines that Miaoyin carried with him were used on Wang Qi.

She carries those medicines with her in case Yunzheng encounters any unexpected events.

The bleeding from Wang Qi's wound has temporarily stopped, but Wang Qi is still unconscious and cannot move at will, otherwise, his wound will bleed out again.

When Miaoyin turned to check Tuo Jing's condition, Yunzheng ordered people to find tents from the supplies left by the enemy and use the tents to cover the royal utensils.

"Tuoji is probably caused by qi and blood attacking the heart, causing the muscles and veins to be blocked. He will not die for the time being."

Miaoyin stood up and told Yunzheng about Tuojing's situation.

"Then leave him alone!"

Yunzheng took the water bag hanging on his mount and poured water to help Miaoyin wash her hands. "You should take a rest first! Just pay a little attention to the condition of the royal weapon."

"You really don't care about Tuojing?" Miaoyin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"If you can't die for now, don't worry about it!"

Yun Zheng didn't care.

……

By noon, the casualties and seizures of this battle were roughly counted.

In this battle, half of the 1,500 men they went to attack the camp were lost, and there were dozens of seriously injured people. Almost all of the rest were injured.

Among them, among the people who lost their lives, only more than 110 were surrendered by the ghost side.

The rest are all from the Beifu Army.

Moreover, these people are all elites in the military.

Take the five hundred people led by Wang Qi as an example. They are basically the special forces trained by Wang Qi in the army.

On the Guifang side, nearly 10,000 corpses were left behind.

As for the prisoners, there are none!

Those who could escape had already escaped. Those who were seriously injured and couldn't escape, Qu Zhi and others gave them a happy life.

In this battle, about 30% of the food, grass and supplies of the ghost's 60,000-strong army were burned in the chaos, and the rest were their spoils of war.

Unfortunately, they only captured more than 2,000 horses.

However, for Yunzheng and the others, this result exceeded their expectations.

This is also due to Chi Yan's random orders given in a panic.

If Chi Yan had not attacked with drums, Oni's casualties would have been reduced by half.

Yunzheng ordered his men to make rice in pots, and after they had eaten and drank enough, Qu Zhi led his troops to slowly capture the prisoners...