Finally, we can start our journey back to the Imperial Capital.
General Dingyuan is gravely injured, wearing only a single layer of clothes, being kept in a prison carriage and sent to the Imperial Capital for the Emperor to pass judgement.
Traitors are the most despicable! This is a huge crime, at its lightest it means beheading and confiscation of properties, at its worst it means extinction of the nine lineage infamy.
Yao Bing has already been executed.
On the way back, the journey was peaceful and uneventful. We are only a few days away from the Imperial Capital. For several days, it has been snowing, and the weather is getting colder and colder. Xiao'er is sitting in the carriage holding the hand warmer, so she doesn't feel cold.
Jingrui insisted on riding his own horse, aside the carriage, both of his hands were frostbitten.
The weather was so cold that even the roads were icy. Whenever the carriage travelled on them, it would occasionally skid.