A sickly fellow ridiculed by the entire army? I'll be the most beautiful woman in the barracks!

The fact that two captains fell from their posts overnight is a major event that will shake the entire town of Zhenbei. He should indeed go and explain to Yue Zhenyuan in person.

He also realized that keeping the gold mine a secret was not a long-term solution.

But there are still some things to take care of before that.

Zhao Daxuan smiled and looked at Zhang Yong, "Brother Zhang, I will definitely report to General Yue in person."

"But there's no rush. Look how late it is now. This mine is rudimentary and there's nowhere to rest. Let's go back to Black Mountain Pass for a short rest."

Zhang Yong and his group encountered Li Changming's team on the way and have been following them ever since, leaving them exhausted.

Upon hearing Zhao Daxuan's suggestion, Zhang Yong nodded in agreement and said, "That's exactly what I was thinking! Then I'll have to trouble you, Lord Zhao."

So Zhao Daxuan gave an order, leaving some men to escort the prisoners back to Black Mountain Pass, while Zhao Daxuan and the others, along with Leng Wuye, were to go ahead.

At this moment, Li Erlong came running over anxiously, carrying a man with several arrows stuck in his back.

"My lord, Chen San says he wants to see you one last time!"

Zhao Daxuan was taken aback upon hearing this, almost forgetting about Chen San, the hero. If Chen San hadn't risked his life tonight, things would never have gone so smoothly.

He turned his head and froze when he saw the figure behind Li Erlong. His eyes widened, and he rushed forward, exclaiming urgently, "How could this be!"

Li Erlong witnessed Chen San's disheveled escape amidst the barrage of arrows thrown by hundreds of people.

Therefore, as soon as the battle ended, he turned around to look for Chen San, but when he found Chen San, he was already lying on the ground, pale-faced and barely breathing.

"My lord, Chen San risked his life to lure the enemy deep into their ambush position, but he was unable to retreat in time. He was hit by several arrows, and his injuries are too severe; he is on the verge of death..."

Although Li Erlong was used to seeing life and death, he was still deeply saddened by Chen San's impending death. After all, a loyal and righteous general like Chen San, who was both brave and resourceful, was truly rare.

Zhao Daxuan instinctively searched his personal space for the century-old spiritual ginseng that could have saved his life. After searching for a while, he realized that all of the spiritual ginseng had been used up in the battle outside Zhenbei City.

Finally, he took out a few pills that soldiers usually used for training and stuffed them into the mouth of Chen San, who had already fainted. Then he poured a mouthful of water into him and made him swallow the pills with the water.

With Zhao Daxuan's [Extreme Refinement of Life] enhancement, several pills dissolved in Chen San's body. Chen San felt a sudden surge of strength in his body. He opened his eyes and saw Zhao Daxuan's hopeful gaze.

"Sir...sir!"

Chen San spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse like a broken gong.

Zhao Daxuan frowned as he looked at Chen San, whose eyes were open but whose face was still bloodless.

The pills I just took were not potent enough and were not the right treatment. It seems that the only solution is to let Chen San die a life-threatening death.

Zhao Daxuan couldn't help but take Chen San's hand and said in a deep voice, "Chen San, tell me what's wrong."

"My lord, I know... I'm dying, but I don't have many requests. I just want you to spare my brother's life."

Chen San finished speaking with difficulty, then looked at Zhao Daxuan with hopeful eyes and pleading.

Zhao Daxuan nodded without hesitation, "Chen San, don't worry, I promise you, I will send a team tonight straight to Wang Liefeng's village to rescue your brother."

"You have made a great contribution this time, and I will reward you with one hundred taels of silver, which will ensure that your family can enjoy a comfortable life for the rest of their days, with no worries about food or clothing."

Upon hearing this, Chen San's face immediately showed gratitude, and an unnatural blush appeared on his cheeks.

"Thank you... sir!"

Zhao Daxuan's heart tightened at the sight. He was about to tell Chen San to hold on a little longer, but Chen San had already slowly closed his eyes and his head drooped limply.

Looking at Chen San's chest, which had stopped heaving, Zhao Daxuan sighed deeply.

"Li Erlong! Immediately arrange a team to go to Wang Liefeng's hometown to rescue Chen San's younger brother, Chen Si, and see if he wants to return to his hometown or settle down in Zhenbei City."

Then Zhao Daxuan took out a hundred-tael silver note from his personal space and slapped it into Li Erlong's hand.

"This is the reward I promised Chen San, and I'm also handing it over to Chen Si."

Li Erlong squeezed the silver notes in his hand, patted his chest, and said, "Don't worry, sir, I've got it covered."

He then looked around as if searching for something. After a few breaths, Li Erlong strode forward and dragged a pale-faced figure out from among the prisoners.

That figure was Wang Liefeng, whose hand had been cut off.

Li Erlong kicked Wang Liefeng to the ground and said coldly, "Kneel down and kowtow to Brother Chen San to admit your mistake! Otherwise, I'll kill you right now!"

When Zhao Daxuan saw Wang Liefeng appear here, his face darkened, and he looked at him coldly.

Li Erlong chopped off Wang Liefeng's wrist with a single stroke, a stroke that also shattered his spirit.

Now, after being scolded by Li Erlong, he immediately got up and kowtowed repeatedly to Chen Shan's corpse, sobbing uncontrollably, "Brother Chen, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Erlong kicked Wang Liefeng to the ground again, spat at him, and shouted, "Who said you're my brother? Call me Third Brother!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wang Liefeng nodded repeatedly, got up and continued to kowtow, "Third brother, third brother, it's all my fault, I'm not human, I'll be your ox or horse in the next life..."

Zhao Daxuan and Li Erlong watched Wang Liefeng cry and shout insincerely for a while before Li Erlong impatiently told him to stop.

"Alright, alright, stop pretending! Now quickly tell me the address of your hometown where Chen Si is being held."

Wang Liefeng hesitated for a moment. Chen was the last piece of leverage he had; once she confessed, he would be at the mercy of others.

Li Erlong glared at Wang Liefeng with his large, round eyes and said sternly, "Hurry up, if you don't talk, do you think I have no other choice? If you still don't talk, there's no point in keeping you around."

"I...I'll tell you! But you have to promise me you won't kill me after I tell you."

Wang Liefeng stood stiffly; this was his final line.

Li Erlong's eyes darted around, and he smiled, saying, "No problem, go ahead and tell me!"

When Wang Liefeng saw that Li Erlong agreed so quickly, he felt uneasy and sensed that Li Erlong had ill intentions.

But Li Erlong drew his long sword as if to strike, so Wang Liefeng had no choice but to quickly tell him where Chen was imprisoned in his hometown.

Li Erlong memorized the address, then looked up at Zhao Daxuan.

Zhao Daxuan slowly raised his hand and gestured at the center of his neck. Upon seeing this, Li Erlong's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

The next moment, Li Erlong drew his long sword from his waist. A flash of cold light passed by, and Wang Liefeng's head was thrown high into the air before rolling to the ground.

Wang Liefeng never imagined that he would die such a miserable death in an unknown valley.