Qin Dynasty: Who offended my frail and sickly minister?

"……gentlemen."

Fusu's voice trembled, and he finally couldn't hold back his tears, which fell to the ground with a thud.

He hurriedly raised his hand and wiped it away fiercely, his heart filled with self-reproach.

It's all his fault. He's the one who made Master sick. He's also bad at martial arts and can't even hold his sword properly at crucial moments. That's why Master is sick and we have to spend so much energy protecting him.

Clearly... it should be him protecting the gentleman.

At this moment, Fusu completely forgot that he was only about as tall as Zhou Wenqing's waist, and was filled with resentment at his own weakness.

If only he were stronger...

The surroundings were deathly silent, except for Xia Wuqie's steady yet rapid needlework, Zhou Wenqing's intermittent cries of pain, and the suppressed breathing of the crowd. The tense atmosphere made it hard to breathe, and every second felt like an eternity.

When the last silver needle was removed, Xia Wuqie let out a long breath, raised his hand, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

"The situation has stabilized for now."

He glanced down at Zhou Wenqing, whose face was still pale but whose breathing had calmed down, and spoke in a solemn tone.

"This is only a temporary measure and cannot be delayed for long. We must find a place to stay as soon as possible so that we can receive further medical treatment."

"it is good."

Li Yi responded in a deep voice, his tense jaw slightly relaxing, and his gaze immediately turned to the delegation.

The personnel have been counted.

The fallen soldiers were gently lifted to a higher place by their comrades. They chose a sheltered, sunny slope, dug up the soil and stones, and found no coffin, no offerings, only the silent gaze of their comrades.

There was no tombstone in front of the grave, only a small mound of broken stones. A long spear was deeply inserted into the soil, standing straight, with dark red bloodstains still on the shaft, gleaming dimly in the morning light.

This is the mark used for identification later.

Li Yi and the others gazed quietly at that spot, memorizing the location.

They will never forget the hatred and regret of today. In the future, he will personally avenge these comrades, reward them, and move their remains back to their homeland for a grand and dignified burial.

There were also wounded soldiers, some leaning against the nearest wall, others being helped by their comrades, all gathered in the center of the column. Everyone's armor was torn and covered with wet, cold mud. Large patches of dried, dark red bloodstains were found in the gaps of their armor and the edges of their robes.

Fortunately, there were quite a few physicians accompanying this mission, most of whom were direct disciples of Physician Lü. Before their departure, they had just undergone rigorous special training from their master and learned emergency treatment methods from the medical classics. Each of them was highly skilled in medicine, remained calm in the face of chaos, and acted swiftly and decisively.

They were scattered among the wounded soldiers, each performing their duties: stopping bleeding, cleaning wounds, bandaging, and applying medicine. Their movements were swift and steady, racing against time to provide emergency treatment without daring to delay for a moment.

Apart from the medicine boxes they carried with them, the reserve medicines stacked on the supply wagons had all been covered in mud. Right now, the doctors could only rely on the few medicines in their medicine boxes to provide emergency treatment, barely stopping the bleeding and protecting the lives of the wounded. As for the rest, they would have to wait until they entered the city.

This time, the losses were devastating.

Li Yi's gaze swept over the land that had been soaked in dark red. After a moment of silence, he suppressed the anxiety and anger in his heart, carefully tightened his arms, steadily supported Zhou Wenqing, and slowly got up.

"Form ranks, cross the Xiaoshan Mountains immediately, and enter the city!"

"promise!"

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Meanwhile, in Xianyang, at the Li residence.

"What?!"

Ah Zhu stared at Li Si in shock and disbelief.

"You want me to be a university lecturer?!"

Across from him, Li Si touched his nose, looking slightly guilty.