Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Just then, a small hole suddenly burst open on Soren's shoulder, and blood spurted out.

That wasn't damage caused by enemy attacks, but one of the side effects of semi-demonization.

Soren's body was gradually collapsing, but he still insisted on standing firm.

"Your Highness!" Yidong exclaimed, his eyes filled with horror and worry. He subconsciously wanted to check Soren's injuries, but Soren stopped him.

"Don't worry about it, keep moving," Soren said through gritted teeth.

His face had turned extremely pale, but he still maintained that firmness and persistence.

With Soren's persistence and Yidong's support, they continued to move forward.

Every step seemed so difficult and heavy, but they never gave up.

When the last Northwest Army soldier dropped his weapon and squatted helplessly on the ground, the joy of victory spread like a flood among the Imperial soldiers.

They looked around, confirmed that the enemy had completely given up resistance, and then burst into earth-shattering cheers.

This cheering was a celebration of victory and a release from long-term combat.

In this atmosphere of jubilation, Soren slowly closed his eyes.

He was too tired, his body and spirit had reached their limit.

The wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, and the side effects of the semi-demonized state were raging in his body.

But at this moment, he just wanted to rest quietly, even if only for a moment.

"Your Highness!" Yidong suddenly noticed Soren's abnormality, and he cried out in panic.

His voice was sharp and trembling, revealing deep worry and fear.

The surrounding crowd immediately quieted down, and all eyes focused on Soren.

Hiltin and Renn rushed over upon hearing the sound. When they saw Soren's pale face and his body covered in wounds, their faces immediately turned pale.

Soren's injuries were far more serious than they appeared.

"Quick, get a healer! A physician will do too!" Hiltin shouted in panic, his voice with a sob.

As Soren's personal guards, they were helpless at this moment, and could only watch their Highness struggle on the brink of life and death.

The two men's panic attracted the attention of the Royal Guard Knights.

Andre and Pufa hurried over, their faces filled with anxiety and tension.

When they saw the injuries on Soren's body, they were immediately furious.

Andre angrily punched Hiltin away.

"You two bastards, how did you protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Pufa quickly picked up Soren and ran towards Alfonso's Legion.

The most important thing now was to find a healer or physician to treat Soren as soon as possible.

As a cavalry unit, they had always traveled light for quick movement and combat, and even their rations were only enough for five days, so it was impossible to carry healers or physicians.

Pufa's heart was filled with helplessness and anxiety, and he could only hope that there were people in Alfonso's Legion who knew medicine.

He held Soren tightly, fearing that his movements would cause him extra pain.

At the same time, he silently prayed in his heart, hoping that Soren could survive this ordeal.

The soldiers of the cavalry unit witnessed all of this, and they were heartbroken.

Soren was not only their Crown Prince, but also their hero and leader.

They watched Soren bravely kill enemies on the battlefield, leading them to victory after victory.

But at this moment, their hero was seriously injured and fell to the ground, his life hanging in the balance.

The soldiers' eyes were filled with worry and unease, and they didn't know what would happen next.

But they knew that no matter what happened, they would stand firmly by Soren's side and face all difficulties and challenges together with him.

When Alfonso learned the news of Soren's serious injury, the joy he had felt for capturing Drus alive disappeared without a trace. A trace of deep worry flashed in his eyes.

"Immediately invite Mr. Avanti over."

Avanti was the chief healer of Alfonso's Legion, and enjoyed a great reputation in the army for his superb medical skills and rich experience.

When Avanti and several physicians rushed over, they were immediately taken into Soren's tent.

The treatment process was tense and lengthy. They used various precious magical potions and unique healing techniques to do their best to save the seriously injured Crown Prince.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the soldiers and generals outside the tent waited anxiously, their hearts filled with worry and unease.

More than three hours later, Avanti and the physicians finally walked out of the tent.

Their faces were not good, which made the waiting people's hearts sink. Alfonso hurried forward and asked anxiously: "Master Avanti, how is His Highness?"

Avanti shook his head with a grave expression and said: "His Highness's injuries have been stabilized, but the situation is not optimistic. The wound has caused great damage to the body, and it will be difficult to fully recover in the future." His voice became lower and lower, as if he couldn't bear to say this cruel fact.

Hearing this, Alfonso's body shook, and a trace of disbelief and deep sorrow flashed in his eyes.

He knew the importance of Soren to the Haron family, and he also knew the heavy burden and responsibility on his shoulders.

Now that this young Crown Prince had suffered such a heavy blow, how would he continue on the road ahead?

Hiltin and Renn were even more frightened and pale. As Soren's personal guards, they knew their dereliction of duty and guilt.

They stood silently aside, lowered their heads, and dared not face the blaming eyes of Alfonso and other generals.

The entire camp was immersed in a heavy and sad atmosphere.

The soldiers talked a lot, their faces filled with worry and unease.

They felt sad for Soren's misfortune, and also felt confused and bewildered about the upcoming war.

At this moment, Soren was still lying unconscious on the bed, his physical fitness was rapidly regressing back to that of an ordinary person, no, he had already become a weak teenager.

If it hadn't been for the large amount of killing at the beginning, which pushed his body beyond its limits and into a near-uncontrollable state, the effect of semi-demonization would have been enough to suck him dry, instead of leaving him in this useless state.

"What a crazy guy!"

Wuchi Yiguang:

The energy within the Infinite Blade of One began to feed back Soren, accelerating his injury recovery.

"But I like it. It's been a long time since I've met such a calm and crazy guy."