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.
