A thick, overpowering stench of blood rushed into Shen Tang's nostrils.
Along with the nauseating smell of blood, three vast, vibrant auras filled the air. Three Xinglin Physicians were working to save someone. Through the gaps between them, Shen Tang's gaze fell on the source of the blood—a dying warrior! His face was caked in blood and grime, so filthy his features were impossible to make out, but Shen Tang still recognized him: the Tenth Rank Left Shu Chang who had been guarding Qi Shan and the others!
She had rushed over as soon as she received the news.
She still didn't know the details.
Everyone in the tent, except for the three Xinglin Physicians and the army doctors assisting them, bowed to Shen Tang. She raised a hand for them to stand and asked the Wu soldiers who had found the warrior first, struggling to suppress the turmoil raging inside her, "Where did you find him? Was he conscious or unconscious when you found him? Did he bring back any message?"
One of the Wu soldiers dropped to one knee, clasped his hands, and reported.
They had found him while fetching water.
There were several water sources nearby.
Though wells inside the camp met some of their needs, the rest had to be drawn from sources outside the tents. To ensure the enemy couldn't tamper with the water, soldiers took turns fetching it. This time, it had been their turn. Rain was scarce this season, and the water level was low, so they had to venture farther in to draw water.
On the way, they heard something heavy splash into the water.
At first, they hadn't thought much of it.
The area had been cleared for the camp, but some poisonous insects and wild beasts still lurked in the