"Ayan, let's go to Chunhe Town for a walk! See how they are doing? Tomorrow is thirty night. If the battle in Chunhe Town can be ended tomorrow night, I believe the brothers are very willing. Then everyone will spend this New Year's Eve in Chunhe Town. Jinghe's fourth year's New Year's Eve, do you think, okay?"

Du Wan'er turned her head and asked.

"Okay, let's go!"

Zhao Yan said without hesitation.

However, before the two of them had gone far, the 100 elite soldiers sent to Chunhe Town came back, not all, but only one of them came back.

"Please forgive me for my crimes. My subordinates are incompetent and have failed to complete the tasks assigned by my prince and my concubine."

The elite soldier was obviously seriously injured. As soon as he saw Zhao Yan and Du Wan'er, he knelt down.

"What's the situation? Get up and talk!"

Zhao Yan said in a deep voice.

He saw that this person was the only one who came back, and this person was in a very bad condition, so he had a bad premonition in his heart.

General Peng, Military Commander Chen and others also surrounded him.

"Prince, the other brothers, are all dead..."

The elite soldier said without listening to Zhao Yan's orders, and fainted after he finished speaking.

Du Wan'er quickly stepped forward and squatted down to find out his pulse. Fortunately, she was still alive.

"Qingfeng, carry the people into the tent, General Peng, you guys are ready."

Zhao Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the elite soldiers lying on the ground, then said.

In the tent, Zhao Yan asked everyone to go out.

Du Wan'er released Xing'er from the space.

After pricking the elite soldier, drinking space water, and taking her homemade Xingshen Pills, she stood beside Du Wan'er.

"Prince, Empress, Brother Zhang Ping will wake up in a while."

Xing'er said.

The fainting elite soldier is named Zhang Ping.

Xing'er ate space fruit. She remembered all the elite soldiers trained in the space. She could remember the names of one thousand people.

"How is his physical condition?"

Zhao Yan asked.

"Back to the prince. Brother Zhang Ping was seriously injured and needed to recuperate for at least one month before he could recover from his previous skills."

Xing'er replied.

"So does he need to go into the space?"

Du Wan'er asked again.

"No, the military doctors who followed him outside can cure him. If the injuries on his body are treated in time, it will be fine. The military doctors will do it. It just takes time to recuperate."

Xing'er replied.

She remembered Du Wan'er mentioned to her that she didn't want people to enter the space many times, so she could enter less if she could.

Since Zhang Ping is an elite soldier, he must have been in the space for a month before.

Du Wan'er looked at Zhao Yan.

She didn't mind sending this Ping into the space to recuperate, and asking questions in the space would save some time.

"Xing'er, you prescribe the medicine for him and prepare the medicinal materials. If the space is not in, just let him recover from the injury outside. My king's soldiers cannot be so fragile."

Zhao Yandao.

"yes!"

Xing'er responded.

Du Wan'er took Xing'er back to the space.

Xing'er entered the space and prescribed the prescription. Du Wan'er could take out the medicinal materials by herself, so there was no need to call Xing'er out again.

Not long after Xing'er entered, Zhang Ping woke up.

"Zhang Ping, what is the situation in Chunhe Town? You have finished talking carefully now. I will send you back and take good care of your health."

Zhao Yan looked at Zhang Ping and said.
Chapter completed!