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John held a steaming bowl of food in his hands, staggering towards the fallen Redman. He slowly crouched down and offered the bowl, which emitted an enticing aroma, in front of Redman, speaking softly.
"Have some porridge, brother. It's such a pity that all the precious healing potions I carried with me shattered during the fierce battle. If they had remained intact, your injuries would have healed at least halfway by now!"
Redman weakly extended his trembling hands to accept the worn bowl. The harrowing night had brought him not only physical wounds but also an unbearable blow to his spirit. He gazed at the porridge in his hands, his eyes vacant and hollow, murmuring to himself, "Ah, the White Family is probably finished for good."
Hearing this, John quickly tried to offer some comfort. "Brother, don't be so pessimistic! After all, our Lord Viscount wasn't even present on the battlefield to command the troops. Moreover, as far as I know, other families involved in this war have also suffered terrible losses; everyone is having a hard time. So perhaps things aren't as hopeless as they seem."
However, Redman merely shook his head helplessly and sighed deeply before continuing, "You’re still too young to understand the gravity of the situation. In this battle, Marquis Duvas tragically lost his life on the battlefield, and even Prince Caesar couldn't escape unscathed. This means that Blink County has lost its pillar; this once peaceful land has now become a wasteland."
"The Marquises from surrounding counties will undoubtedly pounce on Blink County like starving wolves, eyeing this juicy piece of meat. And we, the nobles who have suffered casualties in this war and whose strength has been greatly diminished, are likely to become lambs for slaughter in their eyes—subjected to bullying and devouring!"
"Cheer up, brother! We still have hope. After all, Binhai Town and Salty Fish Village are still under our control; these territories are recognized by the royal capital. No one can take them from us as long as we have enough strength!"
John tightened his grip on that hard-won prize, his gaze fierce and determined as he muttered to himself, "No one is going to take what is rightfully mine!" He knew that if those fleeing soldiers were not properly organized, they would become a significant threat. Now that many nobles had perished, this group of scattered soldiers would naturally belong to him.
As soon as dawn broke, he would personally head to the battlefield nearby; after all, in such chaos, only great strength could ensure one's position and interests remained unscathed.
At that moment, exhausted John lay casually on a patch of weeds, his body trembling slightly. In a daze, he felt as if he had returned to when he first crossed into this world—when he was so small, fragile, and helpless.
Fortunately, after overcoming numerous hardships, he now had two Transcendent warriors and five semi-Transcendent fighters by his side; additionally, he had dozens of loyal soldiers following him. Thinking of this made John let out a long sigh of relief, secretly grateful that he still had some resources to rely on.
As various thoughts surged through his mind, John's eyes gradually began to close, and his consciousness became blurred. Before long, even breaths began to emerge from his nose as he fell into a deep slumber.
Time passed unknowingly until the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell upon the earth. John slowly opened his bleary eyes and looked up at the newly risen red sun in the sky.
He quickly got up and turned to remind Redman's subordinates to take good care of their recovering brother. Once everything was arranged properly, John wasted no time leading Master Quiradi and five other trusted soldiers towards the battlefield's direction.
This time John did not bring along other soldiers under his command; this way, if they encountered any unexpected situations along the way, relying on their skills would make it easier for them to escape safely.
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