Chapter 860: Tolerance

Half of Xue Yihan's body was numb, but now that it was an extraordinary time, he couldn't tell the truth.

Looking at the worried expressions of the generals, Xue Yihan said lightly: "It's okay, it's just a stray arrow." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the camp of the ancient Khotanese army, knowing in his heart that Leng Yuchen had already made a foolproof plan, afraid that there would be an ambush on the way back, let alone continue to advance.

Originally, he deliberately revealed the rumors today, just to let Yu Baiyang and others use it as bait, and use the strategy of attacking the east and the west to sneak attack the grain and grass of Khotan. He also expected that Leng Yuchen would be buried here, and he would even set up an ambush near the grain and grass, but he didn't expect that the dignified Prince Tianxuan would actually hurt people with hidden arrows, and even smeared medicine on the arrows!

Feng Ling Arrow, not everyone can shoot it, and only Leng Yuchen can find such a strange person.

Although Xue Yihan analyzed the Tao, he still had a trace of doubt in his heart, when he met in the Wuqian Palace, Leng Yuchen didn't seem to be the kind of villain who would be insidious.

That's it, no matter what, let's retreat first today.

Thinking of this, Xue Yihan issued an order to retreat.

However, just as he was approaching the camp, he encountered another ambush in the valley between the two mountains, and Xue Yihan led the crowd to fight desperately, and only after countless casualties did he lead the rest back to the camp.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and Xue Yihan, with the support of his subordinates, barely entered the handsome tent. At this time, his face was pale and weak, and his right arm could not even move.

Yu Feng hurriedly went to find the doctor with the army, and Han Duwei was so angry that he scolded Leng Yuchen for being shameless, and he actually used three indiscriminate tricks on the battlefield.

Xue Yihan frowned slightly, staring at his right shoulder, which was already half red, with a trace of doubt in his heart, but he couldn't think about the location of the joint at this time.

"Han Wu, go count the number of people and see how many people we folded this time." When Xue Yihan thought of this, he was already extremely angry in his heart, it was the first time in his life that he lost so much in the first battle.

Han Wu replied and retreated. Xue Yihan made proper arrangements for the others, and after the generals withdrew, Xiao Shi happened to come with the accompanying doctor, and behind the accompanying doctor, there was also a thin soldier, although it seemed that there was nothing special except for being thinner, but Xue Yihan could see at a glance that this little soldier who was not looking like a cower was Chunlan!

After the military doctor bandaged it, Xue Yihan let him retreat, but left Chunlan and Xiaoshi.

Chunlan secretly wiped away her tears, and then knelt in front of Xue Yihan: "Lord Shizi, the slave should die!" ”

Xue Yihan stared at her lightly, and his tone was cold with heavy coercion: "Who asked you to come?" ”

Chunlan was stunned, gritted her teeth, and knelt down suddenly, her forehead slammed on the ground, and she didn't lift it again: "The prince forgives the sin, the slave and the maid are not unfaithful, but the slave and the maid must not say!" ”

Xue Yihan frowned, could she be so loyal, apart from Su Yuqing, was there anyone else? However, this matter cannot be done by Su Yuqing, so this is not loyalty, but a threat.

"Get up." Xue Yihan said lightly, but he no longer had the slightest sense of reproach.

Chunlan didn't expect him to be so tolerant of himself, he was stunned for a while, and then suddenly straightened up and looked at him in disbelief, how could it be? He had never trusted Mademoiselle so much!

Because of excessive surprise, Chunlan straightened up in surprise to look at him after understanding what Xue Yihan meant, but Xue Yihan also saw that the blood had oozed from her dirty forehead.