At this time, although he was seriously injured, the wounds were not fatal. After resting for an afternoon, he was conscious and staring at the tent roof in a daze.

Seeing Chen Zhong and the others coming in, this guy smiled carelessly: "Chen Shuai, how come you have time to come here?"

Struggling to get up.

Chen Zhong couldn't help but was speechless. He carefully held down Chen Liangce and let him lie down on the bed. He smiled and said: "Crazy Chen, are you really fucking crazy? Do you know that if you are even a little bit worse,

Your life will be on the line."

Different from Zhang Pan.

Li Yuanqing, Chen Zhong, and Chen Liangce had a life-long friendship as early as ten years ago.

Back then, when Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong made a surprise attack on Zhenjiang and breached the city gate of Zhenjiang, it was the then Zhenjiang garrison and Qianhu's Chen Liangzhi who opened the city gate.

In addition, the two of them are from the same family, so many things do not need to be explained in words at all.

Chen Liangce chuckled: "Chen Shuai, I like the name madman. Damn it, I haven't exercised my muscles so intensely for a long time. My body is not up to par! Otherwise, I have to pull Yue Tuo off his horse."

You can’t come.”

Chen Zhong couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Chen Liangce, "Okay. You're so damn crazy. You lie down and have a good rest. If there's anything else, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"No. Chen Shuai, you have a drink with me before you leave."

…………

Night fell quietly, and the soft evening breeze caressed the earth.

Unlike the Ming army camp, which was slightly quiet, at this time, the Jin army camps around Haizhou City were as lively as if they were celebrating the New Year.

All the ministries slaughtered pigs and sheep one after another to celebrate this hard-won victory.

It was as if there had been a strong breath in my chest, but it was slapped out by a skilled doctor, and I felt so comfortable all over.

In the official hall of Haizhou City, Huang Taiji also seemed to have become several years younger.

A grand banquet was held in honor of all the princes and dignitaries of the Hou Jin Dynasty.

Fan Wenchengzi was also invited.

However, watching Yue Tuo's brows dance with joy and saliva flying everywhere as he recounted the excitement of the Yang family's Aozi battle, Fan Wencheng smiled along with him, but he couldn't help but feel a little beat in his heart.

This battle may seem small, but its impact is far from ordinary.

Especially when the superior combat power of the Tatars is released, how should Li Yuanqing respond?
Chapter completed!