He never dared to think that he would be captured alive by the enemy among the troops. The courage of this Song army frightened him.

Is this the Song army who fled before?

Su Quandang, Liu Zijun and others soon learned that Yue Peng had captured Ali Hague alive, and no longer pursued the defeated army and led the army back.

The Yuan army continued to flee to Wuzhou City.

Kong Yuan saw the Song army retreating, his face changed drastically, closed his eyes slightly, and sighed: "Ming Jin..."

The messenger had a strange face and had to run to the drum formation again.

There was a sound of gold on the top of the city wall.

Not far from the city, the two Yuan army cavalry who had just turned around and rushed back to look inside the city, but they were puzzled. But soon they headed towards the city gate again.

They mixed into the city with the defeated troops.

The war suddenly stopped.

There was no more fighting on the grass, only countless corpses appeared and disappeared in the moonlight, and there were messy swords, guns and flags, which were extremely desolate.

Both sides suffered a lot of losses in this encounter under the city. The Song army's personal guards and the imperial guards in the hall were both completely lost.

Su Quandang led the horse army in the imperial guards in front of the palace to turn around, and there were only a few hundred people left behind.

If you suffer such losses, no one looks good on his face.

After all the Yuan cavalry and the defeated troops entered the city, the city gate was slowly closed again.

Kong Yuan kissed the city wall, but he was still in the defeated army group, but he didn't see Ali Hague coming out for a long time. His heart sank instantly, knowing that Ali Hague had probably been captured alive and encountered unexpected results.

This made him want to kill all the defeated troops that even the commander ignored, but he also knew in his heart that when the army was defeated, it was extremely chaotic, and it was normal for these ordinary soldiers to flee with their respective military flags, and it was not enough to care about Ali Hague.

He sighed in his heart and said to the guard beside him: "Go and bring General Wanyan Zhang here."

The personal guard hurriedly ran up the city.

Soon, Wanyan Zhang was taken down, his eyes full of indignation.

"General Wanyan, offended."

Kong Yuan personally took off his waist card from Wanyan Zhang's waist and handed it to a deck of generals, "Take this token to the Song army and ask for a meeting with the Emperor of the Song Dynasty."

"yes!"

The deputy general ordered to take the token, and the city gate opened again. He led dozens of cavalry toward the Song army.

At this time, the Song army was already gathering.

Yue Peng rushed to Zhao Dongting's chariot directly, jumped off the chariot, and knelt down on the ground, "Master, the last general has captured Ali Hague alive."

However, Zhao Dongting did not walk out of the chariot, but just nodded softly, looking weak.

However, Qin Han walked out and saw Ali Hague, his eyes showed a hint of joy, "General Yue Peng made great contributions!"

He followed the people out of the city last night, met Zhao Dongting's army on the road in the evening this evening, and returned to the army. He had also informed Zhao Dongting about the situation in Wuzhou City. However, Zhao Dongting's current situation was very wrong, and he was exhausted all over, as if he was sick.

Ali Hague became a prisoner and spat angrily, but didn't know what to say.

Yue Peng looked at Qin Han and asked, "Military advisor, what's wrong with the emperor?"

He could naturally hear something wrong with Zhao Dongting's voice.

At this time, Zhao Dongting finally walked out of the chariot, with a look of slouching expression and said softly: "I'm fine. I'll send orders to go down, the three armies gather and camp outside the city."

Yue Peng frowned slightly, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Dongting looked extremely unspirited at this time.

Zhao Dongting didn't say anything anymore, but just raised his left hand, with an extremely ugly expression. He shook his head, put down the curtain of the car, and walked back into the car chariot.

Yue Peng's eyes were even more worried and looked at Qin Han with a questioning expression.

Qin Han just shook his head.

Even he didn't know what happened to Zhao Dongting, as he seemed to be sick.

A soldier went down to send orders, and the sound of golden sounds and ox horns sounded at the same time in the Song army's central army, and the troops slowly returned to the battlefield and assembled.

Zhao Dongting returned to the chariot and lay on the bed again, frowning tightly.

Le Wufeng was also in the carriage, his face was also full of worry, and asked, "Master, why are you hiding your condition?"

He always accompanied Zhao Dongting in the car, but watched Zhao Dongting gradually become listless. Unfortunately, he was not a doctor.

Zhao Dongting sighed: "Now the army is approaching the city, the morale of the army must not be distorted."

"But……"

Le Wufeng said anxiously: "You have to let the doctor show you!"

On the afternoon of that day, something was wrong with Zhao Dongting. His mental state dropped rapidly, and his cheeks were always twitching slightly, but he did not let the doctor treat him.

"Oh……"

Zhao Dongting smiled bitterly and whispered: "I know what disease I have. Senior, I may not have lived for many days."

"this!"

Le Wufei's face suddenly changed and he said in surprise: "You, should you suffer from tetanus?"

Zhao Dongting nodded slightly.

Le Wuxuan's face turned slightly pale.

In modern times, tetanus is nothing, but in ancient times, it was an incurable disease. This disease is caused by wound infection.

Even Zhao Dongting himself did not expect that after being shot through Li Ge with a diamond dart, he would get tetanus.

He knew that this disease could not be cured in this era, and his heart was complicated.

As the Southern Song Dynasty grew stronger, he was in full swing, but God actually joked with him like this.

When he came to the Southern Song Dynasty, he was originally contrary to the way of heaven. Perhaps, the way of heaven insisted on taking his life.

Zhao Dongting didn't hate him, and he could only feel reluctant to let go of him in his heart. He couldn't bear to let go of these subjects of the Southern Song Dynasty and Le Chan.

He just regarded this place as his home and integrated it, but now, it seems that God doesn't want him to stay here again.

Silence fell in the carriage.

Qin Han walked in from outside the car and looked at Zhao Dongting, and didn't say anything.

Zhao Dongting suddenly said, "Military advisor, if I unfortunately die, the Song Dynasty will ask you and the military order."

Qin Han showed an unexpected look, "Why did the emperor say this?"

Zhao Dongting smiled bitterly again, "I should have suffered from tetanus."

He wanted to develop a tetanus vaccine, but he didn't understand medical skills at all.

When Qin Han heard this, his face changed drastically. He sat down slowly, with some thoughts in his eyes.

Le Wuquan said: "Your Majesty, the Cao people go to Baicao Valley to ask the master of the valley to treat you. Baicao Valley has unparalleled medical skills, and maybe there will be a way to cure tetanus."

"well……"

Zhao Dongting sighed softly, "I'll wait until the matter is done here, I want to go and see Le Chan."

At this time, a soldier suddenly reported outside the carriage, "Emperor, an envoy from the Yuan army came to ask for his visit."

Zhao Dongting was angry but not strong: "Xuan."

He is now exhausted, his head is dizzy, and his muscles are constantly contracting, which are symptoms of early tetanus.
Chapter completed!