Chapter 59: Thief, give me back my brother’s life!
Seeing this, Xiang Yu rushed into the crowd regardless of his last bit of internal strength.
He swept the gun with one hand, rescued several good fighters in danger, and then led everyone to break out backwards.

The Jinyiwei followed closely behind and pursued relentlessly.

Since the only Xuanwu master in charge was injured, the remaining five captains could only lead the others to fight and barely defeated several wounded enemies.

When they got close to the military camp, they saw Xiang Yu and others breaking through the formation again and escaping.

From beginning to end, the Qin soldiers failed to effectively stop the enemy in the slightest.

All that was left was wailing and dozens of cold corpses.

At this moment, General Wang Ben came in a hurry, and seeing this scene, he roared angrily: "Thief, give me back my brother's life!"

"Get on your horse and follow me!"

Dozens of cavalrymen followed closely behind him, mounted their horses and galloped away.

However, as mentioned earlier, the strength of the Qin cavalry was indeed slightly inferior. In addition, it was dark at night and the vision was obstructed. No matter how hard they urged the horses, they could not gallop fast.

The other side, however, consisted of more than 20 people with great martial arts skills. They were good at seeing at night and could accurately identify the road when riding war horses. They galloped along the pre-planned path and disappeared into the night within half an incense stick of time. The sound of horse hooves also gradually faded away.

Wang Ben was filled with grief and anger, so he had to return to the camp in a huff. When he returned to the camp, he saw the bodies of soldiers scattered all over the ground, as well as the hundreds of soldiers lying on the ground wailing, and his heart was broken as if by a knife.

These are all old brothers who have followed him in battles for more than ten years!

Back then, after Wang Ben led the Qin warriors and a group of generals to defeat the six kingdoms one by one, he swore to the martyrs who died on the battlefield that he would let the surviving brothers live a good life.

And he did it, treating the soldiers under his command more considerately than his own flesh and blood.

In order to help his brothers suffer less from the scorching heat in summer, after hearing that Ying Heng knew how to make ice, he learned the skill even if it meant lowering his status.

He was reluctant to eat the refined salt he got from Ying Heng, and distributed it all to the hard-working soldiers.

When they met for the third time, he once again put aside his dignity and insisted on getting another bag of refined salt.

At that time, thinking that the soldiers could enjoy the taste of fine salt again, his heart was filled with a gratified smile.

But today, someone brazenly broke into his camp and killed dozens of his brothers like slaughtering pigs and dogs!
Among the hundreds of people who fell, everyone had knife wounds on their bodies, and some of the injuries were extremely horrific!

This was simply unbearable pain for this famous Qin general who had fought on the battlefield for decades and never knew what fear was!
He would rather these sharp swords were aimed at him!
The pain in my heart feels like being cut by thousands of sharp knives!

"Swiss, swish -"

This old general, who had experienced hundreds of battles and once killed thousands of enemies single-handedly, could no longer restrain himself at this moment.

Tears rolled down and wet his cheeks.

The drops fell to the ground, making small holes in the soil.

"Quick! Summon the imperial physician Xia Wuqie immediately! Hurry!"

Lao Wang ordered with sobs and roars.

At the same time, Ying Heng, who had immediately mobilized his internal energy and rushed over after hearing the news, also arrived at the scene.

However, when he used his mental power to scan the area within several miles around him, he could not see a single person.

When he looked back and saw the seriously injured people everywhere, his face became equally terribly gloomy.

Suppressing the rage in his heart, he calmly ordered: "Invite Sun Simiao to come quickly and bring the latest healing medicine."

"Report to the general!"

A soldier ran up to Wang Ben quickly, his voice heavy and rapid.

"The casualties from tonight's fierce battle have been tallied. A total of 23 of our soldiers died heroically, including a centurion and a thousand-man captain." "The total number of injured is 217, 109 of them are seriously injured, and 108 of them are slightly injured."

When Wang Ben heard the bad news, his face instantly turned as gloomy as a cold pond. He suppressed his grief, calmed his mind, and prepared to deal with the situation that was to follow.

"How many of the injured have sword and knife wounds that penetrate them? How many have internal organ injuries?"

He stared at the sergeant and asked.

"General, almost all of them were injured by swords and knives, and one hundred and forty-three of them had internal injuries!"

This answer exploded in his mind like thunder, making his face pale and he involuntarily took a step back.

As a veteran of the battlefield, Wang Ben is well aware of the cruel reality on the battlefield of this era.

Rust and stains on ironware are very likely to become the source of tetanus infection.

For those soldiers who were seriously injured, if the wound was shallow, there might still be a glimmer of hope, but if the wound was deeply engraved in the body by the sword, the probability of tetanus infection would be as high as 70% to 80%!

Especially when the limbs are injured, lives may still be saved through amputation.

Once the internal organs are injured, you can only leave it to fate.

Seeing nearly two hundred brothers lying in a pool of blood, their wounds still oozing blood, made Wang Ben furious and filled with remorse.

He recalled how he had just ridden his horse in pursuit of the enemy, but could only watch the enemy disappear into the night.

At this moment, he extremely regretted not accepting the Thirteenth Young Master's proposal.

If we had agreed at that time, would we have had that set of sophisticated war horse equipment now, or even three to five hundred cavalrymen?
If that was the case, we would never let the enemy escape so arrogantly today, not to mention the endless refined salt support secretly promised by the Thirteenth Young Master.

However, in order to uphold the Wang family's ancestral precepts, he chose to stay out of it and not participate in the fight for the throne among the princes.

And now, faced with this tragic scene, he couldn't help but question whether his decision was correct.

Wang Ben anxiously summoned the imperial physician Xia Wuqie and personally went over to check the injuries of the soldiers one by one.

At this time, Ying Heng also arrived at the scene and learned about the casualties of the soldiers with a serious expression.

At the same time, a Jinyiwei came forward to report: "Sir, during the raid tonight, a total of seven of my Jinyiwei were injured, and Lord Xuanwu was seriously injured. Please make a decision, sir."

"What are the enemy's casualties?" Ying Heng asked.

"We killed nine enemies!" replied the Jinyiwei.

Ying Heng immediately went to visit the injured Jinyiwei members, and when Wang Ben heard this, his heart was even more turbulent.

They only seriously injured one person and wounded seven others, but they managed to kill nine enemies. What a brave and capable team they are!

However, even so, the sacrifices and injuries are still far from enough to make up for the cost of this battle.
……

Wang Ben's heart was burning with rage. He gritted his teeth and swore that he would kill the enemy leader with his own hands to avenge his fallen brothers!

"Why hasn't Xia Wuqi arrived yet? Hurry! Send someone to urge him!"

His voice was filled with anxiety and urgency.

On the other side, Ying Heng stepped into the wounded area. There were nine wounded people dressed in Jinyiwei uniforms, all of whom had external injuries caused by swords and knives.

He nodded slightly. Although the wound was so deep that the bones were visible and even some of the tendons and bones were injured, external injuries were relatively easy to treat compared to internal injuries.

(End of this chapter)