Ningyu opened her mouth to comfort her, but Ling Xuewei waved her hand to stop her.
She's not that fragile yet, not to mention, she shouldn't be the one who really needs comfort.
"You have tried your best."
Ling Xuewei raised her hand and patted his shoulder. Just one sentence, but it made Ningyu's eyes sore.
"Don't blame yourself."
She knew exactly what kind of person Ningyu was.
Ning Yu has a strong sense of responsibility. The deaths of the soldiers were not his fault. Ling Xuewei did not want him to blame himself for this.
Of course, Ning Yu is not a fragile person, not only Ning Yu, but also Di Jian and the others. They have followed Ling Xuewei for so long and have experienced wind and rain, setbacks and hardships along the way, so they will not be able to withstand this blow and storm.
In this battle, they were defeated miserably.
They have lost too much.
Since Ling Xuewei established the independent state, she has experienced large and small battles, and there are only a handful of battles with such serious casualties as this one.
Not only them, but also Ling Xuewei, they will always remember the soldiers who died in this battle. At the same time,
"By the way, how about over there in Hengcheng?"
Ningyu asked.
"Uncle Rong and the others are recuperating. Before the city was broken, Brother Rong and Fifth Brother led most of the people and soldiers to leave through the escape tunnel..."
Ling Xuewei explained the situation in Hengcheng, and Ningyu breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that they were safe.
Ning Yu also expected that the situation in Heng City must be serious. After all, there were so many corpses in the mountain stream base camp at that time, let alone Heng City, which was an easy target.
"The other party is obviously coming for us." Ningyu analyzed.
If it were an ordinary zombie tide, it would not be able to form such a large scale. When fighting with it, they found that the zombie tide's attacks were regular and not scattered, as if someone was controlling it from behind.
"It's Mutianqi."
"The girl is talking about...the head of the Mu family?"
Ning Yu was surprised.
"Now it's time to change your name to King Shura." Ling Xuewei's eyes grew cold.
This account must be settled with him sooner or later!
Not only the lives of the more than 9,000 soldiers of their independent army, but also the money he calculated against himself.
What Ling Xuewei hates most is being plotted against.
Furthermore, it is hurting the people around her.
However, Mu Tianqi has taken advantage of both.
A flash of murderous intent flashed through Ling Xuewei's eyes, and it quickly disappeared.
The two chatted for a long time, until it got dark, and Ling Xuewei urged Ningyu to rest.
Ling Xuewei stayed outside, checking on Huangfuchen from time to time.
After sleeping all afternoon, Di Jian woke up at night.
As soon as he woke up, he complained that he was hungry. Ling Xuewei took out the food that had been prepared long ago and piled it on the table, and several people gathered around the table to eat.
Outside, Yaheguo and the Yu tribe were bringing food to the soldiers. The food had been prepared in the small world. They were happy and excited when they heard that the tribe had returned.
Ling Xuewei also deliberately released them to reunite with her tribe.
After a while, Meng Yu and Lu Qingzhu came over with Rong Murong Xia. Rong Batian was still in bed recuperating and couldn't come over, but he let them bring a message.
There is nothing more joyful than seeing someone alive again after a disaster!
"Xiaomu, Xiaoxia!"
"Digo!"
"Brother Meng."
"Little fish roe!"
Everyone hugged, punched each other on the shoulders, and laughed.
After chatting for a long time, we finally sat down.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was very warm.
Unexpectedly, after narrowly escaping death, they would meet again here.
At the dinner table, everyone no longer mentioned the desperate battle, but joked with each other and chatted.
Ling Xuewei specially took out some wine. Although most of the people were injured, it wouldn't hurt to drink a small amount.
A cup of wine can relieve a thousand worries, sometimes, but it is also a way to relax.
At the wine table, Ling Xuewei kept listening to their conversation and replied a few words from time to time.
Yaheguo kept serving dishes, and everyone devoured the food, and even drank the wine directly from the bowl.
The meal lasted until late at night. Rong Xia was so sleepy that he nodded. Ling Xuewei asked Rong Mu to take him back first. As for the others, they drank until very late and everyone fell down.
When Ling Xuewei came back, she saw them lying directly on the ground in a mess, each of them holding a wine bottle.
Ya stood next to her at a loss, and when he saw her, he hurriedly came up to her, "Girl, this..."
"You go and rest, leave this place to me."
"……yes."
Ya left, and Ling Xuewei looked at the people sleeping on the ground with different appearances, took out the quilt from Little World and covered them.
At this time, Ling Xuewei suddenly heard a suppressed cry. She raised her eyes and saw Di Jian sleeping in the corner holding a wine jar.
Her eyes fell on the tears on Di Jian's face, and it took a long time before she moved away.
Ling Xuewei sighed heavily.
Di Jian has always been the most heartless among them. He usually laughs and laughs and greets everyone with a smile at all times. As everyone knows, he is the most emotional one.
At this time, Ling Xuewei heard footsteps coming from behind, turned her head, and met Huangfuchen's eyes.
"Are you awake?" A smile instantly appeared on Ling Xuewei's face.
She stepped forward quickly.
At this moment, Huangfu Chen was still very weak. He was holding on to the door panel and looking at the people sleeping in various places on the ground, "What's going on?"
"That's what you see." Ling Xuewei smiled helplessly and supported Huangfuchen, "Let me help you go back first."
Huangfuchen nodded, and the two returned to the room.
He lay back on the bed, and Ling Xuewei put a cushion behind him in order to make him more comfortable.
Ling Xuewei brought some warm water for Huangfuchen to drink. She also put some spiritual liquid in the water to speed up the body's recovery.
"Would you like something to eat?" Ling Xuewei asked.
"No, I can't eat it now." Huangfuchen shook his head.
Ling Xuewei took the empty cup and sat down by the bed, "Reach out your hand and let me see your injury."
Huangfuchen obediently stretched out his hand, and Ling Xuewei checked his pulse, and then checked the wound.
"You're recovering well, but you still need to stay in bed for a while. You used your spiritual power too much this time, and your muscles and veins were damaged. If you don't maintain your fertility well, there will be sequelae in the future."
Ling Xuewei gave some more instructions, and Huangfuchen asked about the current time and how they came back.
"Qingwu brought you back. You have been in a coma for three days and four nights..."
Fortunately, everyone had plenty of medicines. Ling Xuewei had given them a lot of life-saving elixirs before, and Di Jian and the others had fed them a lot in the meantime. Huangfu Chen had been able to sustain himself until now.
Otherwise, he would have lost half his life in this wandering journey.
"I heard that you were ambushed before?" Huangfu Chen asked.
Ling Xuewei nodded, "Yeah, but it's okay now. Do you think I'm fine now? What's important for you now is to take good care of yourself first."
Huangfu Chen coughed and said, "I just spent too much. I just need to recover for a while."
Ling Xuewei reminded, "That shouldn't be taken lightly." (To be continued)