He Qi is the prince of the Duke of Pingguo. In the future, he will always inherit the Duke of Pingguo and come to the border to take charge of the army. It is actually not that important whether he is the commander of the imperial guards.

After thinking about it carefully, He Dalang felt it was reasonable. His heart, which had been worried for several days, finally slowly fell back to its original position.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the tent.

He Dalang rushed forward with a quick step and lifted up the thick curtain. A cold wind suddenly blew in. It was Cheng Wang who was standing outside the tent.

"Doctor Cheng, please come in quickly." He Dalang smiled and was very enthusiastic.

Cheng Wang has been too busy recently and has less than two hours of sleep every night. His eyes are covered in blood and his handsome face has become much haggard. He nodded slightly at He Dalang and stepped into the tent.

He Qi couldn't move yet, so he just called out to his father-in-law.

Cheng Wang nodded and looked at He Qi.

No matter how strong his body is, he can't help but bleeding too much. He Qi's handsome face turned pale, and he looked almost bloodless. Fortunately, his fever had subsided and his eyes were clear.

Cheng Wang stepped forward to take He Qi's pulse. Then he checked the trauma and applied medicine to bandage it. He worked hard for more than half an hour before he was considered to be relieved.

He Qi was weak and weak all over. He was flipped back and forth and could not help but touch the wound and was in pain. He didn't say a word, but endured it, and another layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Cheng Wang reminded in a warm voice: "You have receded from the fever and your injury is not serious. From now on, you can apply medicine every day to recover from your injuries."

He Qi whispered: "Thank you for your hard work, Father-in-law."

Cheng Wang smiled and said, "Even if you are not my future son-in-law, I will do my best to treat you. You don't have to talk about father-in-law and please me."

He Qi: "..."

It was rare to see He Qi betrayed, and He Dalang laughed silently.

Cheng Wang had to treat several other generals, so he had no time to stay and left soon.

...

Shortly after Cheng Wang left, another figure lifted up the door curtain and quickly walked into the tent. It was He Zhi!

He Zhi and his son are also sad enough.

First, He Qi was seriously injured and recovered for several months. Unexpectedly, He Song was also seriously injured. He Qi was just recovering from his injuries and was not suitable to lead troops to kill the enemy. His father was dying again, and He Qi was worried and anxious, and he was guarding He Song day and night.

"Third brother," He Qi also felt red and haggard, and his voice was hoarse: "All these days, I dare not leave my father. I have no time to visit you. How do you feel now?"

Judging from the appearance alone, He Qi is still quite miserable now.

Gauze was tied around her body, and it was not convenient to wear a middle-clothed shirt. She lay on the bed, with her face facing her. No matter how handsome the face was, she couldn't help but toss like this, looking miserable and ridiculous.

The two brothers left their knots and gave up their grudges. However, looking at He Qi's miserable appearance now, He Qi would never admit that he was a little happy.

He Qi cheered up and said, "I'm not seriously injured, second brother doesn't have to worry." He asked again, "What's wrong with second uncle now?"

He Zhi sighed: "My father is too seriously injured. If it weren't for the help of Military Medical Doctor Cheng, his father would have been unable to escape."

"Although my life was saved, it was a heart and lung injury. It is hard to say what step the body could recover in the future. Dr. Cheng said that his father would not be able to lead troops to kill the enemy in the future."

Speaking of this, He Qi's face was dark and his tone showed a bit of bitterness.

As a military general, if you cannot lead troops to kill the enemy, it is like putting a treasure sword on the shelf and holding a horse in a room. With He Song's mind and pride, I don't know how painful it will be on that day.

But no matter what, life is better than death.

When He Qi heard this, his heart felt like he was pressed by a huge rock, heavy and uncomfortable.

He Qi cheered up and said with a smile: "However, it is a blessing that my father can save this life. If he is seriously injured, he will slowly recover. When the war is over, the border will be completely pacified. At that time, it will be a happy event for the general to remove his armor and return to the field."

He Qi nodded.

The two brothers were silent for a moment, and He Qi whispered again: "Third brother, thank you for killing Yuan Silan and avenging your father."

At that time, he killed people mostly because of the bloody hatred in his previous life. He Zhi obviously misunderstood. But this was an unexplained misunderstanding.

He Qi did not deny it, but said, "If you change to your second brother, you will do this!"

He Zhi is now open-minded: "If I were to let my personal soldiers take action at most, and I would never kill the Prince of Tatar himself. Third brother, I am not as good as you."

After a pause, he said, "The Great Chu and the Tatar are mortal enemies. If the Tatar prince was not born by Princess Roujia, they were the future son-in-law of Princess Shouning. If you kill the Tatar prince on the battlefield, you should be praised and highly rewarded. The emperor will not blame you heavily. Just relax and recover with peace of mind!"

He Qi nodded slightly.

He Dalang, who was beside him, saw this scene in his eyes and felt very happy.

He Qi suddenly repented, He Qi did not blame him for the past, and the two brothers resolved their past grudges. This was really great!

...

It takes about half a month to deliver a war report to the capital. It takes about half a month to send a war report to the capital.

He Qi silently calculated the time in his heart, while recovering from the injury, while waiting patiently for the reply from the capital.

Three days later, the good news came that the Pingxi Hou defeated the Tatar cavalry.

Immediately afterwards, the other two roadside troops also returned with great victory.

A few days later, Duke Ping won a great victory. In the face of great defeat, Khan Bu Chi led the remaining soldiers to flee into the grassland in a panic. He was chased by Duke Ping for three days and three nights, and countless Tatar cavalry were killed and injured. Khan Bu Chi was also injured.

In the end, Duke Ping captured the eldest son of the Tatar Khan alive and captured two thousand soldiers.

This battle was a complete victory.

The news reached the military camp, and the whole army was in full bloom.

He Dalang was happy and almost danced: "It's great! Finally won! After this battle, Tatar's vitality was severely damaged and he was unable to invade Da Chu again within a few years."

"That's right!" He Qi took over the conversation: "Yuan Silan, the Tartar prince, died, and Bu Chi Khan's eldest son was captured again. He also has three sons. The second prince died since childhood, and the third prince and the fourth prince were less than ten years old."

I understand!

The Tatar Khan has no successor!

He Dalang couldn't help but grin: "God really has eyes!"

He Dalang smiled happily, and He Qi also raised his lips and smiled.

At this moment, the curtain of the tent was lifted up and a tall man strode in.

He Dalang's eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward to salute: "Father!"

The visitor was Duke Pingguo who returned after a great victory in the battle outside.

Duke Ping's handsome face was covered with stubble, and his body exuded a "special smell" that had not been bathed and washed for many days. He Dalang coughed because of the oncoming smell.
Chapter completed!