Love Lock

Chapter 4 Meeting Gift

"Hearing you say that, I have a feeling there's a traitor among your personal guards?"

Upon hearing this, both Zhao Zun and Xiao Zhengfei looked up at Han Lei. Zhao Zun's gaze held not only astonishment but also admiration.

What a clever woman!

Zhao Zun withdrew his gaze, his tone becoming even more somber.

"When the iron chain bridge broke, I immediately thought of this possibility, but I also naively assumed it was an accident, until we were ambushed. I became even more convinced that there was a traitor among us. But the iron chain bridge is broken, and this is within the territory of Yong'an City, so we can only deal with it when we get back."

"The supplies are lost, so what are your plans now?" Han Lei asked.

"Now that we're here, I'd like to go to the Yong'an battlefield to check on the situation before making any further plans."

At this point, Zhao Zun propped himself up and sat up, cupping his hands in thanks. "Thank you for saving me, Miss Han. I will remember you. Until we meet again."

"Oh! No need, no need. It's nothing. But..."

Han Lei quickly waved her hand, then looked at Zhao Zun with a conflicted expression.

Saving lives is her duty, and she doesn't need to thank him, but seeing Zhao Zun's anxious expression, she immediately wants to take the still unconscious Pingchuan away. She, however, has just transmigrated here and is completely unfamiliar with the place, not even knowing where to go.

For now, she needs Zhao Zun and his group's help, but they have just been ambushed. She's afraid that if she suggests joining them, Zhao Zun might misunderstand and think she has ulterior motives and is deliberately trying to get close to them.

Therefore, she really didn't know how to bring it up.

Seeing her conflicted and troubled expression, Zhao Zun guessed what was going on, so he sincerely invited her.

"Miss Han's medical skills are extraordinary. I wonder if Miss Han would be willing to serve under my command?"

Putting aside the magical weapon that kills without a trace, Zhao Zun wouldn't want Han Lei in the enemy camp just because of her superb medical skills.

"Hehe, really?"

Han Lei was very happy to finally have a place to stay, but she was also very rational.

"But women aren't allowed in your military camps. Is that... appropriate?"

This young woman not only possessed superb medical skills, but also knew how to conduct herself appropriately. This made Zhao Zun like Han Lei even more.

"Hmm... there are some troubles, but I will handle them."

"That's great!"

Having found a place to stay, she also managed to snag a temporary job. Han Lei couldn't help but clap her hands, completely unpretentious, revealing the charming demeanor of a young girl.

She must be a lively woman! Zhao Zun thought, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Xiao Zhengfei was amused by Han Lei's charm and bowed to her, saying, "Congratulations, Miss Han. We shall serve the Prince together."

"From now on, I'll have to rely on Brother Xiao for help."

Han Lei imitated them, performing a fist-and-palm salute, but her posture was awkward and somewhat comical.

"Hehe! No problem, no problem," Xiao Zhengfei said with a simple and honest smile.

Since Zhao Zun had taken her in, Han Lei felt she should do something for him, which is when she thought of her system.

They're short of food, so I'll just buy some and give it to them as a small gift.

"Your Highness, now that I'm your military doctor, why don't I drive you to the battlefield? You and Pingchuan are in such a state that you can't walk," Han Lei thought for a moment, then said generously, "I happen to have some food in my carriage; it might be enough in an emergency." "Is that really true?"

"Ha, Your Highness! That's wonderful! It truly shows that Heaven hasn't forsaken Yong'an City!"

Now it was Zhao Zun and Xiao Zhengfei's turn to get excited.

Just then, Hirakawa, who had just woken up, heard their conversation. Ignoring the injury on his left arm, he excitedly sat up.

"Girl, are you serious? You really have food?"

"Okay!" Han Lei smiled and nodded to Pingchuan. "We can go deliver the food now. How are you? Can you hold on?"

"It's alright, it's alright. Don't worry about me." Upon hearing that there really was food, Pingchuan's smile almost stretched to his ears.

Zhao Zun waved excitedly. "Alright, let's set off now."

"Alright! Your Highness, Pingchuan, lie down. I'm going to drive." Han Lei immediately got up and walked towards the driver's seat. "Brother Xiao, sit next to me and help me give directions."

With the roar of the engine, Han Lei drove the ambulance toward the north gate of Yong'an City.

………This is a lazy dividing line………

On the other side, outside the north gate of Yong'an City, on the battlefield.

The Turks and the Jing were locked in a fierce battle, with shouts of battle and the clash of weapons echoing throughout the land.

On the battlefield, iron cavalry charged forward.

The Turkic wolf cavalry and the soldiers of Yong'an City fought fiercely on this blood-soaked battlefield, turning the world upside down. Blood stained the yellow sand, broken spears and halberds lay scattered, and the north wind, carrying the stench of blood, made the life-or-death struggle even more brutal.

The Great Jing army had been without food for several days, and the soldiers were demoralized and lacked courage, but they were still struggling to resist.

"Have we heard anything from Buga and the others?" asked Alpi, a Turkic general with two braids, to his personal guard.

"Reporting to the General, they have returned and are waiting for you in the main tent."

Alpi grunted in agreement, stepped down from the viewing platform, and headed towards the commander's tent.

Since Buga and the others have returned safely, they must have brought good news. Alpi thought to himself, a smirk playing on his lips, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

In the battle between the head coaches—

A three-legged wine vessel made of animal bone was smashed hard on the ground.

"Snapped!"

"What did you say? Peanuts?"

Alpi's eyebrows shot up, his anger was so intense that his face became ferocious.

He strode up to Buccia, raised his hand as if he wanted to slap Buccia to death.

"You said Zhao Zun's reinforcements killed several of our men in the blink of an eye with peanuts, and forced you useless trash to retreat without a fight? How many reinforcements did they send?"

Bucciarati, who had just escaped, trembled with fear and stammered as he held up a finger.

"Just...just...just one."