Chapter 521: Qi Jiguang

By the *wei* hour, the battle situation was settled.

The Qi Family Army withdrew from the battlefield.

Although the tactic of chiseling through the opponent's formation and cutting across the entire battlefield was extremely effective, the consumption was also real. So, at the first moment of establishing the momentum, Qi Jiguang turned and rushed toward the rear of the battlefield.

The Qi Family Army, this group of men covered in blood and wounds but still full of momentum, followed behind Qi Jiguang and killed their way out of the battlefield.

"Rest and reorganize separately."

After leaving this sentence, Qi Jiguang turned and walked away.

He still had many things to do.

Casually slashing to death a Japanese pirate who was fleeing in panic, this Assistant Commissioner finally met with Wu Mingxiao.

Just one glance, and Wu Mingxiao immediately shed tears.

"Lord, I, I did not protect your family..."

"I, I..."

He was ashamed, the youth who hadn't frowned even when slashed while fighting the Japanese pirates just now, was now crying uncontrollably.

Qi Jiguang walked quickly to his side and patted his shoulder.

"It is not your fault."

"I have already heard the ins and outs from Commander An. As a subordinate, you have already done your best; the planning was insufficient, and failing to anticipate the enemy was my responsibility as your superior officer, you don't need to blame yourself."

Wu Mingxiao's shoulders relaxed.

The thing he worried about most on the thousand-plus *li* journey back from Jiangxi was finally resolved by Qi Jiguang in a few words. He wasn't afraid of losing his life, nor was he afraid of being punished, but he really couldn't face Qi Jiguang's disappointed eyes. Now, he could finally set his heart at ease.

"Lord, I, I snatched your niece back from the hands of the Japanese pirates."

Wu Mingxiao said, choking with sobs.

Qi Jiguang suddenly widened his eyes.

His skin was rough and dark, his face was covered with several sword scars, and he liked to narrow his eyes when facing the enemy, plus he was covered in blood, making him look both fierce and old. But now, this widening of his eyes suddenly dissolved most of his momentum, revealing a playfulness similar to his age.

"Where!"

He asked urgently.

Wu Mingxiao also replied hurriedly.

"With Miss Zhao."

Qi Jiguang frowned.

"Who is Miss Zhao?"

He knew the temperament of this subordinate too well; to put it nicely, he was simple and kind, to put it bluntly, he was a silly boy. Hearing him say he had handed his niece to some girl who had popped up out of nowhere, how could he not be worried?

Wu Mingxiao, however, suddenly pointed behind him.

"Uh, she is... ah, she's coming!"

Zhao Ying walked over holding the baby girl; seeing the battle situation was settled and Qi Jiguang had withdrawn from the battlefield, she went to fetch the baby girl from the Dengzhou Guard soldiers, just happening to run into the two.

"Here."

Zhao Ying handed the child over with a cold face.

Qi Jiguang was momentarily flustered, at a loss for what to do; first, he threw his sword aside, then wiped his hands on his body, but he had just come down from the battlefield, covered in blood and flesh, so the more he wiped, the dirtier he got.

With no other choice, he dragged Wu Mingxiao over, wiped his hands on him, and then turned to take the child.

Zhao Ying, however, pulled her hands back.

"Are you going to carry the child like that? Just wiping your hands, what's the use if your chest isn't wiped... truly, whoever leads the soldiers is who they are like."

Qi Jiguang and Wu Mingxiao tilted their heads in unison.

The two were worlds apart in martial arts, scheming, and strategy, but they were of similar age and both grew up in the military camp. When it came to raising children and getting along with women, they were truly identical.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Ying shook her head and sighed.

"I originally wanted to leave after this battle, but looking at you two, I'm afraid this child won't live for three days in the military camp... forget it, I'll stay for a while longer."

Qi Jiguang was leaning forward to look at his niece, and upon hearing this, he suddenly cupped his hands toward Zhao Ying.

"Thank you, Heroine."

Zhao Ying shook her head.