"Very well, thank you, military doctor." Hearing that the arrowhead was not poisoned and that Ye Shikai was not in life-threatening danger, Man Cang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was the commander, and with the battle just beginning, should anything happen to the commander, the entire army would collapse.
"You're welcome."
"Sir, rest assured, the military doctor said that rest is all that's needed."
"What are the casualties like?" Ye Shikai asked, closing his eyes and pressing his temples firmly, his expression grave. With such losses to the troops, he had no mind to care about his own injury.
"The statistics aren't complete yet, but the wounded brothers have been gradually rescued from the camp. Now that it's raining lightly, the fire lasted only an hour before extinguishing." After Man Cang finished speaking, he turned and glanced at the assembled generals in the tent, then suddenly knelt on one knee before Ye Shikai.
