After listening to Pei Yunzhao's story, Lin Zhijing could already imagine the tragedy and danger at that time.

"Blood debts will be repaid with blood. Generals, did you encounter any enemy troops on your way back?"

Lin Zhijing asked softly.

"Not really. We have been looking for small roads to come here and didn't dare to meet him."

Gu Peng clutched his still aching lower abdomen and told the truth.

"Ouch, I was only asking about the military situation and didn't pay attention to the injuries of the two generals. Someone, please bring the military medical officer!"

Lin Zhijing said, quite apologetically.

"Haha, I'm not in trouble. I just got a shot in my arm from that Ma Song. I recovered after a few days. General Gu's injury is more serious. He needs to be treated quickly!"

Pei Yunzhao smiled softly and seemed unconcerned, but he frowned slightly. Obviously, the shot was not a shallow scratch.

Not long after, the military medical officer arrived and quickly tore off the white cloths of the two men, applied medicine to them, and bandaged them.

After resting here for two hours, Lin Zhijing ordered the sergeant to escort the two of them back to Gucheng to recuperate, while he continued to chase Ma Jun. The two were unwilling at first, but when they thought that their combat power was indeed compromised, they were afraid

It would also drag others down, so I had no choice but to agree.

On the other side, Song Zhe received the news from Ma Jun before dawn, saying that he had led his army to retreat to Xinye. He was so angry that he only wanted to greet Ma Jun's eighteen generations of ancestors.

"This little Ma Chao has a fucking false reputation!"

Song Zhe slapped the case hard and vigorously.

"Report to the general, several Xiangyang warships are coming towards us!"

Before he could calm down, a sergeant had already opened the tent and entered.

This news is not even good news!

"Fight!"

Song Zhe gave an order loudly. After speaking, he picked up his sword and ran towards the river.

"General, do you still want to fight?"

Lin Feihu, who followed later, asked in confusion.

"So what if we don't fight? The two of us have already turned our backs to the south of the Yangtze River and are despised by others. Besides, Marquis Ning has been waiting for you for a long time. If we don't fight, how can we be worthy of him?"

Song Zhe explained helplessly.

"But, general, once Ma Jun withdraws, our defense will be empty. What will happen if Lin Zhijing's army comes? This battle will be lost if we don't fight it!"

Lin Feihu said anxiously.

It's not that what he said was unreasonable. Song Zhe was in a hurry and didn't think so much.

"So, let's divide the troops into 20,000. Please help me guard my retreat, brother Lin. After I repel the enemy, we can make some plans. How about that?"

Song Zhe stopped and looked at Lin Feihu.

"General, it's better to retreat to the new wilderness!"

Lin Feihu spoke out again.

"Oh, how can we retreat this time? In the battle with the Xiangyang navy a few days ago, our army lost more than it won, which made me embarrassed to face Ninghou. If I retreat without fighting this time, brother, think about it

,What will be waiting for us?"

Song Zhe sighed and expressed his difficulties.

Ma Jun might be able to retreat, but he really couldn't. With his retreat, the British army crossed the river smoothly. In this way, when the two armies joined together, how could a new field be defended? Who knows, in a few days, Nanyang Mansion would also be captured.

Break through.

Moreover, Ma Jun's retreat was sentimental. If he had retreated without fighting, Marquis Ning's sword would have definitely removed their heads.

Therefore, at this time, he only has one battle, and no matter he wins or loses, he will not be laughed at by the world.

When he said this, Lin Feihu fell silent. He also did not expect that the road he chose at the beginning would turn out to be a road of no return.

"General, take care! Although we are not good at foot combat, my brother will definitely guard your retreat, even if you die!"

After saying that, Lin Feihu bowed to Song Zhe heavily, turned around and left.

"well……"

Song Zhe let out a long sigh, tears welling up in his eyes.
Chapter completed!