After Transmigration: Building a Kingdom in Turbulent Times

Shi Le left with his troops, and Zhao Ju followed them out of Xiping, only turning back once he was sure they wouldn’t return.

The Wu Castle was in chaos, from the gate to the halfway down the street, with corpses everywhere and bloodstains not yet dried.

After Shi Le and his disorderly army had gone far away, a faint cry emanated from within the Wu Castle. It was light but heavy, exploding in everyone’s ears, triggering a switch as the castle was filled with cries, the sounds of people calling for their loved ones everywhere.

Zhao Ming swayed a bit, and Zhao Hanzhang jumped down from her horse to support him, "Uncle?"

Zhao Ming said he was fine and glanced at Zhao Hanzhang’s hand, "Go bandage your wound, I’ll handle the aftermath."

Zhao Hanzhang did not refuse, instructing Qiu Wu to take people to help clean up the battlefield, while she strode back to the Wu Castle.

Zhao Hanzhang quickened her pace, jogging up the city wall, and halfway up, she ran into Fu Tinghan coming down.

Fu Tinghan stood on the steps, looking her over from above, picked up her hand to see the split skin and bloodied palm, and used a handkerchief to simply bandage and press it, "Let’s go, I’ll take you to see the doctor."

The doctor was busy, and after watching for a while, Zhao Hanzhang said to Fu Tinghan, "There are so many more severely injured than me, let’s treat those first. We can handle it ourselves."

Fu Tinghan pondered for a moment, then nodded, requested some medication from the doctor, and found a relatively clean corner to start treating her.