Chapter 1808: The Prince is in Fine Health

arms, both the officials from the Ministry of Rites and the wedding party felt a chill run down their spines.Among the more than one hundred people, at the head was a heroic-looking young general in...Chapter 1808: His Highness is in Good Health

Wu Yong's failed attempt at surrender doomed the fate of the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun.

This battle was extremely fierce.

The Eighteen Riders of Yan and Cloud were not actually without the means to fight back. The problem lay within the internal division of the Eighteen Riders of Yan and Cloud. From the commanders to the ordinary soldiers, everyone was lost and confused. They usually followed orders blindly, but now they received two completely different orders from their superiors... kill each other.

It was clear to all that the army had been completely split, plunging the Yan Yun Sixteen Riders into immense chaos.

And amidst the panic, news of Prince Ning's death that had previously circulated within the army began to spread rapidly. The dissemination of this information became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

When Su Pingbei and the Jin army converged, dividing the battlefield to encircle the Sixteen Riders of Yan Yun into several rings, the outcome of the entire battle was already a foregone conclusion.

Li Chen received the operational report that night.

Wearing a heavy cloak, Li Chen held a bowl of bitter herbal medicine in one hand. After days of hard work and the harsh environment inside Wolong Mountain, where the temperature was lower than outside, various factors had taken their toll, and Li Chen had fallen ill.

Although he didn't take a common cold seriously, others did.

Even in the future with advanced medical technology, people can still die from the common cold. In feudal times, wind-cold was often the initial cause of many serious illnesses.

So as soon as Li Chen showed some symptoms, military doctors within the army lined up to examine him. Then, various medicinal herbs flew over like snowflakes.

Looking at the huge ginseng in the bowl of soup, Li Chen couldn't help but chuckle and say to Wan Jiaojiao, who was serving him, "It's just a common cold, you don't need to put such a large ginseng in it, do you"

"Yes!"

Wan Jiaojiao nodded vigorously, her eyes fixed on Li Chen's every move for fear that he would get a whim and throw away the ginseng. She said earnestly: "Ginseng is the best for invigorating qi and strengthening the body. Your Highness is in your prime, and your body should be strong and healthy. But you still caught a cold, which proves that Your Highness has internal imbalances and needs to replenish yourself. Moreover, I asked the military doctor, and he said it can be used... Your Highness, you need to chew the ginseng and swallow it for it to work."

Li Chen sighed and said sadly, "This thing is really too awful to eat."

"Bitter medicine is good for you, Your Highness..."

Seeing Wan Jiaojiao acting coquettishly beside him, threatening to make a fuss if he didn't eat, Li Chen was helpless. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and chew a ginseng root into powder, swallowing it down. The bitter medicine, which was originally difficult to swallow, suddenly became the best mouthwash.

"Satisfied"

Seeing Wan Jiaojiao personally witness the empty medicine bowl, Li Chen said with a displeased tone: "With such a thick ginseng root stuffed in there, if you overdo it, you might wake up with a nosebleed tomorrow morning. I'll have your head!"

Wàn Jiāojiāo smiled and said, "It's nothing, Your Highness is strong and can handle it."

Li Chen ignored Wan Jiaojiao and looked down at the battle report.

After a fierce battle, thanks to the chaos within the Yan Yun Sixteen Riders, the Jin army and Su Pingbei suffered almost no casualties. A few thousand died, which was negligible in this level of combat.

On the contrary, Tiefutou suffered heavy losses. Out of its full complement of 10,000 men, only three thousand remain.

As for the bandit leader, a general surnamed Chen was killed on the spot by Wu Yong. Several other diehard resisters were also killed, while some others, realizing their inevitable demise, chose to commit suicide.

The vast majority of the rest were captured.

Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate! might.She opened her mouth, unsure if she was pleading for mercy or trying to say something.But all of this, Cheng Fuzhao seemed to have not seen.He still held He Qian's throat tightly, roaring madly...