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As expected, after the Wei troops disguised as the Zhao Army retreated, the Qin Army's rescue team arrived at Wild King City. Luzi did not anticipate that this rescue team would consist of five thousand young men aged fourteen and above.
Luzi and his companions wiped the sweat from their foreheads and welcomed this cheerful Boy Scouts group into the city for settlement. According to General Sun, who led the team, the king would arrive within a week.
A Lord of the Nation coming to personally inspect the front lines was a significant matter, especially since Wild King City was in such disrepair. Therefore, while reinforcing the city defenses, everyone worked to clear away the debris and rubble from the streets. The sanitation within the city was a top priority, with Kuto Fan Chenglong personally overseeing daily inspections and guidance.
Fortunately, with so many people working together, achieving a clean city should be a certainty.
The only concern was the severe damage to the eastern city wall, which seemed impossible to repair in such a short time. All they could do was try their best! Besides, there really wasn't much else they could do at this point.
A week might seem long, but it depended on how one spent it. With constant busyness from dawn till dusk, it hardly felt lengthy at all. It felt like just a blink of an eye before seven days had passed. When scouts scattered outside the city reported that the king's escort team had appeared, Luzi, already prepared, led the generals out ten miles to welcome them.
The spirited King Zhao of Qin did not wish to ride in a carriage; instead, he rode his White Dragon Steed into battle. Upon seeing the soldiers in armor and banners waving from ten miles away, he couldn't help but smile and nod. This Luzi! Always resorting to some formalism to fool me! However, considering his contributions in defending the city this time, I’ll let it slide!
Having eagerly awaited reinforcements, Luzi also spotted King Qin among the military formation and suddenly felt tears welling up. Having lost his family at a young age, he had never mentioned it to anyone; he had always regarded his master and this kind king as elders in his family. Every time he saw these two old men, he felt warmth in his heart.
When King Zhao of Qin saw a large group kneeling before him as he rode on horseback, he dismounted and helped Luzi up while signaling for all generals to rise. Given the ongoing war situation, it was best to skip unnecessary formalities!
The generals responded in unison and parted ways to clear the main road back into the city. Luzi closely followed King Qin and explained everything about the various generals in town. King Zhao of Qin encouraged them and stated that rewards would be discussed later. As for Ji Xi, whom Luzi had invited as an external aid, since he had already donned Centurion Armor, he might as well keep wearing it!
Ji Xi understood what this meant and knelt again to express gratitude to the king. With the Sovereign’s words here, Ji Xi’s position as Centurion was now established! If Ji Family Army hadn’t been considered part of Qin Army before, it officially belonged now.
In these past few days, Ji Xi had fought alongside everyone in defense of the city with selflessness and bravery, earning their recognition. Upon hearing this good news, everyone clasped their hands in congratulations. With the king's approval at this moment, they would be one family from now on.
The army that has not been tempered by the fires of war may appear imposing on the surface, but a Keen Observer can discern that this momentum is superficial. This is because, without the forging of fierce battles, this kind of momentum is entirely different from a legion that has been honed through countless trials. The former displays an overt sharpness, making it seem inflated in spirit. The latter, however, possesses a restrained sharpness, embodying the true essence of a nation's blade.
If the garrison of Wild King City had also been similarly restless just a few days ago, they have now become tempered steel. While soldiers who have undergone such fiery trials may not show much else, this change is palpable. Thus, when they see the king accompanied by those who exude that restless energy, they exchange glances and suppress the strange thoughts rising in their hearts.
When Luzi sent back an urgent dispatch a few days ago, he did so out of instinct. He now hopes to see the composed elite of Qin State rather than these untested troops. The answer he most wishes to see has become painfully clear, extinguishing the last flicker of hope in his heart.
The arrangement of the various armies is naturally overseen by designated personnel; as the highest commander of Wild King City, Luzi only needs to accompany King Zhao of Qin. Before returning to the temporarily repaired palace, King Zhao takes a moment to visit the injured Dong Qing.
Thanks to Xiao Yu'er’s concern for Luzi's safety, she followed Sun Thirteen back and through her careful nursing managed to revive Dong Qing, who had been teetering on the brink of death. Dong Qing can now consume some liquid food but is still unable to get out of bed.
Upon arriving, King Zhao finds Dong Qing still in a deep sleep and quickly gestures for everyone to be silent so as not to disturb Doctor Dong. Quietly returning to the courtyard, he inquires softly with the Surgeon about the condition of this Wounded soldier. After learning that Dong Qing will be able to return home for recuperation in a few days, he feels relieved. He then visits other lightly and severely Wounded soldiers in the city, offering words of comfort before instructing the Surgeon to consider sending these meritorious individuals back home for recovery in batches based on actual circumstances.
For low-ranking officers and soldiers on the front lines, it was unimaginable to ever see their king again. Under normal circumstances, even thinking about it would be forbidden. The fact that a Lord of the Nation personally inquires about and arranges for Wounded soldiers to return home fills everyone with gratitude. They feel that their lives have been worth it! To have such close contact with their king is an honor they can boast about for a lifetime!
On his way back from the pharmacy to the palace, King Zhao instructs Luzi to report on recent developments as they walk. Upon hearing how hard-fought the battles have been for the garrison, he expresses his sympathy and emphasizes that those deserving rewards must be generously compensated while those deserving punishment must not be spared.
Hearing the king's clear directive, Luzi quickly explains that everyone in the city is a Good Man of Great Qin. Rewards are due for their contributions; there will absolutely be no punishments. If any one of them had chosen to flee or surrender at that time, Wild King City would likely already be in Wei Army's hands.
King Zhao does not respond to this statement; instead, he turns to look at Luzi and falls silent. The lively conversation that had just taken place suddenly quiets down, creating an atmosphere that feels overly oppressive.
Luzi does not understand why the king has suddenly stopped speaking and hurriedly keeps his mouth shut, daring not to say another word. With his head bowed behind King Zhao, he reflects on whether he had misspoken earlier. He recalls every word he said but cannot identify any issues with them. Moreover, during that time in the city, no one chose to escape or surrender.
United in purpose, they ultimately held out until Reinforcements arrived. This success was achieved through the selfless efforts of every individual within the city. This is simply a fact; according to Qin Law, rewards should indeed be given based on merit.
Luzi couldn't figure out the essence of it all and could only sigh inwardly, "Being with a ruler is like being with a tiger!" The old man's words truly held wisdom.
The immense pressure suddenly made Luzi feel as if his heart was completely blocked, and even breathing became somewhat laborious. Sigh! This feeling, to put it bluntly, was even greater than the pressure he felt this morning when he saw tens of thousands of enemy troops outside the city!
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