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Chapter 269: Chapter 168: Morals or Anything of that Sort, We Women Never Speak of Them_2

Chapter 269 -168: Morals or Anything of that Sort, We Women Never Speak of Them_2

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The magic wielded on the battlefield was truly formidable.

As long as Chen Qing stood firm, the morale of Li Bingwei’s troops would remain high.

On the other hand, the Mystic Gate Army was starting to feel afraid.

Chen Qing’s appearance at the moment was frightfully daunting.

Another two hours passed, leaving more than a hundred corpses strewn across the ground.

Yan Shiyin looked around; a woman named Xuanping raised her hand, and with one arrow, she killed a Foundation Establishment.

Throughout this night, she probably killed dozens of Mystic Gate Army soldiers on her own.

This woman had an extremely keen sense for the tide of battle, always seizing the best moments to strike.

No matter how Yan Shiyin commanded, it was futile now as everyone was drained of their Spiritual Energy.

Just then, he heard the sound of horns coming from the Giant Wood Forest.

“Execute the rebel Yan Shiyin!”

“Mystic Gate Army has offended the Divine Favored of Miao God, charge with me!”

Lin Zhonglu, it seems you’ve finally made your move.

Chen Qing thought to himself: I won!

At last, victory!

Yan Shiyin watched coldly as a horde of spirit beasts surged out of the Giant Wood Forest; at this moment, the Foundation Establishment warriors from Lin Country were fresh reinforcements, continuing to fight would lead to certain defeat.

He exhaled deeply, “Retreat!”

Cheng Tianyou and Ying Xiaoxiao exchanged a glance, shouting, “Retreat!”

Chou Ying also retreated from the battle array, covering the withdrawal of his Mystic Gate Army.

The morale of Li Bingwei’s troops soared, “Kill!”

“Don’t let them escape!”

From a distance, Qing Ran felt somewhat relieved to see this scene.

Chen Qing did not continue the pursuit with Li Bingwei’s men but left the chasing to Lin Zhonglu.

It must be said, Lin Zhonglu was a cunning strategist.

He chose a moment when he could mobilize his Foundation Establishment forces, and this moment was also when Chen Qing most needed the support of Lin Country’s Foundation Establishment warriors.

Adding fuel to the fire is nowhere near as good as delivering coal in the snow.

With this credit, Lin Zhonglu had no fear that Chen Qing would break his promise.

Chen Qing led his troops in pursuit for a short while before ceasing the chase.

Three reasons.

One, he was unfamiliar with the terrain.

Two, he was worried about potential ambushes from Yan Shiyin.

And three, he needed to maintain his own military strength to deter Lin Country’s Foundation Establishment warriors.

Although the structure of Lin Country’s Foundation Establishment forces meant they had to choose a side to support, what if there were a few who weren’t thinking straight?

After a brief pursuit which left dozens of Mystic Gate Army corpses behind, Chen Qing ordered his army to rest and regroup.

Having dispelled the Fatian Xiangdi state, Chen Qing sat on a fallen tree trunk, gasping for air.

Qing Ran quickly approached, bowing to Chen Qing, “Please, Divine Favored Sir and Li Bingwei, come rest at our camp.”

With many Foundation Establishment warriors led away by Lin Zhonglu to pursue Yan Shiyin, Chen Qing grew less suspicious and allowed his men to enter the Giant Wood Forest.

Though Chen Qing was in excruciating pain and wished to be carried, to maintain his dignity, he forced himself to walk with difficulty.

Xuanping approached with small steps, and upon meeting, they only felt joy.

She placed Chen Qing’s hand on her shoulder.

To others, it seemed as if Chen Qing was embracing her.

In reality, Chen Qing was resting on her.

Xuanping looked up and used a handkerchief to wipe the fresh blood from Chen Qing’s face, “I’ve caught up with you again.”

Chen Qing smiled, just as he was about to speak, Xuanping covered his mouth.

“Heal first.”

Assisting Chen Qing to the camp, they entered the best treehouse, and Chen Qing fell into a deep sleep.

Xuanping used magic to draw forth a handful of water, cleaned Chen Qing’s body thoroughly, changed him into a fresh set of clothes, and then called Jiang Xin over.

“Do you still have the strength to heal?”

Jiang Xin looked at Xuanping, obviously a bit afraid.

For some reason, Jiang Xin wasn’t afraid when she saw Chen Qing.

But upon seeing Xuanping, there was an innate fear.

“I, my abilities are limited; his injuries are very severe.”

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Xuanping’s face showed neither joy nor sorrow, “Heal as much as we can. His body is strong like a spirit beast, and he will recover quickly.”

It was then that Jiang Xin carefully tended to Chen Qing’s wounds, “I’ve done what I could.”

Xuanping just glanced at her casually, “Mmm, you can go now.”

Listening to Chen Qing’s steady breathing, Xuanping lifted his clothing and saw that his flesh and blood were healing rapidly, only then did she leave the treehouse contentedly.

Stepping out of the treehouse, accompanied by Xuan Mang, Xuanping found Qing Ran, who was busily arranging the care of the wounded soldiers, “Has Lin Zhonglu not returned?”

Qing Ran didn’t seem to think there was any problem, “What is it, Madam?”

It was the first time Xuanping heard the word ‘Madam’ from a stranger, and she felt a twinge of pride in her heart.

“Tell him to come back quickly, do not pursue any further. He is no match for Yan Shiyin!”

Qing Ran laughed, “Madam worries too much. Now Yan Shiyin is exhausted, his Spiritual Energy insufficient, it’s an excellent opportunity to hunt him down!”

“Moreover, he now has only a little over six hundred men left, while our army has nearly two thousand spirit beasts, we can surely capture Yan Shiyin!”

Seeing he was not heeding her advice, Xuanping had no choice but to leave. She hadn’t gone far when she said to Xuan Mang, “Second Brother, send people to spread the news of our army’s great victory everywhere.”

“Remember to highlight that Chen Qing is the Divine Favored of the Miao God.”

“Also, have Big Brother come to see me.”

The battle wasn’t really a great victory, as the Mystic Gate Army lost over five hundred men, and Li Bingwei likewise lost over three hundred men.

It could only be called a costly victory.

When Xuan Cuo arrived at the treehouse where Chen Qing was resting, Xuanping was holding a basin of water, cleaning the blood off Chen Qing’s hair.

The blood was so thick that strands of hair had clumped together into lumps.

“Does Ping’er want me to make a trip to Iron Country?”

Xuanping thought to herself that her two brothers were truly not ordinary people, “Big Brother guesses right.”

Xuan Cuo said, “Just need thirty spirit beasts and the heads of all the enemy soldiers from this battle!”

“With the heads of six hundred Foundation Establishment soldiers as a deterrent, the Foundation Establishment of Iron Country will surely be terrified!”

Xuanping replied, “Then I’ll leave it to Big Brother!”

Xuan Cuo quickly left to discuss the matter with Qing Ran.

At this moment, Xuanping finally had a moment of peace, “You, why go to such lengths for such great matters.”

After sleeping into the night, Chen Qing finally awoke leisurely, and upon waking, smelled the scent of medicinal porridge.

Looking up, he saw Xuanping, dressed in a black gown, sitting not far away, cooking the porridge.

“How’s the battle situation?”

Xuanping gave him a glance, “Lin Zhonglu is probably going to fall.”

“When I came, I investigated, and Yan Shiyin commands certainly more than twelve hundred men, there must be a Hidden Army.”

Chen Qing pondered for a moment, then asked, “Did you warn them?”

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Xuanping replied, “I mentioned it briefly, but I didn’t order them to withdraw.”

Chen Qing smiled, “That’s also fine. A whole Lin Country is not as easy to control as a damaged one.”

“Let them suffer some losses at the hands of Yan Shiyin as well.”

Xuanping gave him a disdainful look, “Yes, if they don’t suffer losses to Yan Shiyin, how can they show off your ability to beat one thousand two hundred with eight hundred and still win?”

Chen Qing replied, “There was no other way, was there?”

“If I could have two thousand, I would certainly lead two thousand to battle with Yan Shiyin!”

Xuanping handed him the cooled medicinal porridge, “Soon, very soon, we will have an army of two thousand.”

“Big Brother has already gone to Iron Country, he should be able to persuade Iron Country’s Foundation Establishment.”

“Now in Nanli, only you have won two battles out of two on the thousand-man battlefield, killing over a thousand Foundation Establishment enemies.”

“With the title of Divine Favored bestowed by the Miao God, there should be many who will come to join you.”

Xuanping clasped Chen Qing’s left hand, “You’re undertaking a grand affair of chasing the world, I definitely won’t stop you.”

“Chen Qing, promise me, if we’re going to do this, we’ll do it the best we can.”

Chen Qing held Xuanping’s delicate hand, touching the callouses from her constant bow training.

These hands, always so distinctly rough and soft.

“Alright, then we shall do our best.”

It was at this moment that someone outside suddenly shouted, “Urgent report, urgent report!”

“Lord Lin has fallen into the enemy’s ambush, the army is defeated!”

Chen Qing and Xuanping already knew this news, so they were not surprised.

Yan Shiyin, the next time we fight, it will no longer be because you have more people to bully fewer.

However, Xuanping said leisurely, “If Lin Zhonglu is dead, Lin Country’s Foundation Establishment will be like headless dragons, which makes it even easier to take control of Lin Country’s Foundation Establishment.”

Chen Qing was surprised, “Isn’t that a bit too much?”

Xuanping coldly replied, “All I know is it’s good for you. As for justice or whatever, we women never talk about that.”