The bodyguard was scared out of his wits and was dumbfounded on the spot. Changgeng pushed him away. Changgeng had goosebumps all over his body. His hands and feet were colder than the cold weather in Jiangbei.
At first, Gu Yun only felt pain in his chest. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he felt better. However, he couldn't stop coughing. The front of his shirt was stained with blood. He couldn't see clearly what was around him. He waved his hand carelessly, "Don't make a fuss … cough, nothing … cough, cough …"
Changgeng suppressed his mind that was on the verge of collapse. Just as he was about to carry him, he suddenly heard Gu Yun call him vaguely, "… Changgeng …"
He quickly took a deep breath and leaned his ear to listen, "Hmm?"
The tip of Gu Yun's nose was filled with the smell of blood. This time, even his sense of smell didn't work. Only his brain was still clear. He said intermittently, "Changgeng … Yan Wang will be here in a few days. This matter can't be spread. Especially can't … let him know …"
Changgeng's heart was about to split open. With red eyes, he shouted at the bodyguard beside him, "Call the military doctor over."
The bodyguard ran away.
Yao Zhen was really mentally and physically exhausted. He wanted to cry but had no tears. He suspected that the feng shui of Jiangbei Daying was bad. One after another, they fell. Moreover, it was an ancestor who couldn't be in trouble. He couldn't help but say to Master Liao Ran who came with Changgeng, "You're here to perform the ritual for Elder Zhong, right? The ritual isn't urgent. Why don't you chant to drive away the evil spirits first? "
Master Liao Ran looked at him helplessly and gestured, "A mute can't chant."
Changgeng originally thought that he could be half a doctor after learning medical skills from Miss Chen for a while. However, at the critical moment, he realized that there was a patient he really couldn't do anything about. When he saw that person's blood, his mind went blank. It was as if he had returned all the medical books he memorized to Miss Chen, let alone treat him.
The best military doctors in Jiangbei Daying were all gathered in the commander's tent that had just been tidied up. Everyone who went in and out were very nervous. Changgeng held onto Gu Yun tightly. He didn't think that he was in the way. He just sat quietly at the side, and the military doctors were all trembling.
Liao Ran stood outside the door and looked at Yan Wang with some worry. He heard that during the crisis in the capital, Changgeng was pierced like a hedgehog. At this time, he was really afraid that he would act up in Jiangbei Daying. There was no one here who could suppress him.
However, to his surprise, Changgeng was extremely quiet from the beginning to the end. He didn't have the slightest intention of going crazy. Gu Yun's dazed sentence of "Don't let him know" was like a sea-calming needle that firmly nailed his heart and soul into his body.
Changgeng suddenly felt that he had taken too many things from Gu Yun. Moreover, he was unconsciously becoming more and more insatiable, so much so that he didn't have a day of peace. He was completely hidden from him as to how the new and old injuries on his body came about. Changgeng could almost imagine how many times Gu Yun had been injured and injured in places he couldn't see. He even had to order the people around him to block the news and not let him know.
"Your Highness," a military doctor cautiously stepped forward and said, "Half of the reason for the Marshal's illness is because of overwork, and … uh … the injuries that he has accumulated in the past two years at the front line have injured his lungs. This congested blood has never come out. Although it looks dangerous this time, it might not be a bad thing."
When Chang Geng heard this, he silently reached out his hand to press down on Gu Yun's chaotic pulse. He barely managed to calm down his confused mind. After fumbling around for a while, he still couldn't find anything. He could only trust the diagnosis of these military doctors. After making a sound of acknowledgment, he asked, "How to use the medicine, does anyone have a conclusion?"
The military doctor hesitated for a moment and said, "Uh … in the Marshal's situation, it's best not to use too much medicine. The main thing is to warm and calm his heart."
After he finished speaking, he also knew that he had said something unnecessary. He cautiously looked at Changgeng's hand that was holding Gu Yun's hand. He was afraid that Yan Wang would attack him. However, after waiting for a long time in fear and trepidation, Changgeng didn't say anything. He just sat at the side in a daze for a while.
Then, he politely cupped his hands and said, "Thank you. Please do your best."
The military doctors were overwhelmed by the favor and left in a single file, each doing their best to treat the patient. The monk Liao Ran quietly entered the door and stood in front of Changgeng for a while with a sad face. He couldn't find anything to do, so he stretched out his hand to brush away Gu Yun's slightly frowning eyebrows and silently chanted the name of Buddha.
Changgeng sighed, "Don't be like this, master. He has a grudge against Buddha. Are you trying to wake him up by chanting in front of him? Is there a wooden bird beside you? Write a letter to Chen Qingxu. "
Liao Ran raised his eyes to look at him.
Changgeng said expressionlessly, "Ask her how much she has hidden from me for Gu Zi Xi."
Liao Ran gestured, "Is Prince okay?"
Changgeng's shoulders moved slightly. In an instant, Liao Ran felt that he almost collapsed. However, Changgeng didn't collapse. He looked down at Gu Yun for a while and did something that almost made Master Liao Ran cry. He held Gu Yun's hand tightly and slowly bent down in front of Liao Ran. He kissed Gu Yun's eyebrows seriously and sincerely, almost solemnly.
Clearly Ran was dumbstruck and sucked in a breath of cold air.
Changgeng's eyes didn't leave Gu Yun. He whispered to someone, "She's okay. Don't worry."
Master Liao Ran was frightened. He chanted, "Emptiness is form, form is emptiness" and ran away with small steps. Only Changgeng was left to silently guard Gu Yun.
In the latter half of the night, Gu Yun fell into a deep sleep. She seemed to be trapped in some kind of nightmare and would occasionally move uneasily. Changgeng remembered that when Gu Yun had a high fever that year, he couldn't lie down no matter what. However, it seemed that if he felt that someone was by his side, he would be a little calmer. Therefore, he leaned on the bed and hugged her.
General Zhong's mourning hall was lit faintly by the fire. It was unknown what he would say to Gu Yun if he knew about it in the netherworld and came back to visit her in her dreams.
Changgeng tightened his hands and hugged Gu Yun in a protective posture. For the first time, he didn't rely on his little adoptive father and didn't have any desire for his sweetheart. Instead, it was as if he was holding a young and fragile child.
In those days when he couldn't get what he wanted, Changgeng had fantasized countless times. If he was born ten or twenty years earlier, what kind of situation would he and Gu Yun be in?
Now, in the damp and cold front line of Jiangbei, he was able to achieve ten years of shrinking the ground into inches in one step.
Unfortunately, he was here for ten years, but he didn't delay the Westerners' little tricks.
That night, the Saint and the Pope completed their internal battle. The battle ended with the Saint's temporary victory and they agreed to launch a sneak attack on the Daliang Navy.
The plan was originally set for this gloomy night. Unexpectedly, before they could take action, news suddenly came from the watchtower that Daliang's Jiangbei defense line had tightened. The alert level was adjusted to the most serious and critical situation.
Mr. Ya quickly rushed into the main ship that was fully charged and ready to go. "Your Majesty! Gu Yun came too quickly. The Daliang Navy is obviously not a baby army that is still drinking milk. The enemy has raised the level of their defense. It's not economical for us to fight them head-on like this … "
Before he could finish, the Saint had already rushed in with an ugly expression. "No one is allowed to change my plan!"
The Saint was able to represent the king and deal with the nobles in front of the Vatican and the army. He must have a very strong background. He was a highly trusted and talented young master. He was arrogant and arrogant. A few days ago, he even boasted that he didn't care about the Daliang Navy and the commander of the Black Iron Battalion. He didn't expect to be slapped in the face as soon as he said those words.
Putting everything else aside, the Saint's pride couldn't accept it.
The Pope was also anxious. "Please control your personal emotions. War is not a joke!"
The Saint's face turned red and he argued. "No one jokes about war, Your Majesty! If the enemy is just bluffing, what does that mean? This is the best time for us to attack! "
Mr. Ya immediately asked, "What if it's not a bluff?"
"That's not possible." The Saint glanced at him coldly. "These weak navy soldiers have no combat ability at all. You're just worried about the risk —"
Mr. Ya said, "That's illogical sophistry!"
"Watch your words, sir," the Saint said coldly. Then, he turned his eyes and took out a roll of parchment from his pocket. "I'm not here to discuss, gentlemen. Half an hour ago, I signed the highest transfer order on behalf of the Holy Land. This is a copy. Please read it carefully."
Mr. Ya's face turned red. Before he could protest, the "sea monster" suddenly let out a long sigh and started moving without any explanation!
"Are you crazy?" Mr. Ya roared. He instinctively drew his sword from his waist. "Stop!"
The Saint did not back down. He immediately carried his magnificent knight's epee. "It's our honor to fight to the death for the King and infinite glory. We didn't come to the front line to hide in the harbor and pray!"
Mr. Ya said, "What did you say …"
The Pope said, "Enough!"
The Saint sneered. "What, Your Majesty? Do you have any other orders?"
The Pope's face twitched nervously for a moment. Finally, he compromised on the main ship that had already left the harbor. "If you insist on following your ridiculous plan, then at least my people will command the battlefield."
The Saint couldn't wait to agree. If the operation failed, the Pope would be a ready-made scapegoat. He smirked at Mr. Ya, put away his sword, and shouted, "Full speed ahead!"
At night, the disguised "Sea Dragon Fleet" slowly dispersed in the long Two Rivers Battlefront. They quietly bypassed Jiangbei Daying and prepared to land under the glory of God.
Thousands of miles away in Beijiang, the 18 tribes also sent a second batch of messengers to contact Daliang.
Cao Chun Hua personally rushed to the northern border. He and Chen Qing Xu had both ventured deep into the northern wilderness before, so they were very familiar with the Heavenly Wolf Tribe. Together, they protected the delicate situation at the northern border and accompanied Shen Yi to meet the Northern Barbarians' envoys outside the Black Iron Camp's defensive line.
Through the Clairvoyant Eye, they saw that Bei Man didn't come empty-handed this time. There was a caravan behind him. Judging from the appearance of the caravan and the depth of the tracks, it seemed that they were here to transport the Purple Gold.
A young man in his mid-twenties was in the middle of the group. At first glance, he seemed to be the leader of the group. However, upon closer inspection, the young man's face was pale and there was obvious fear on his face. He was sandwiched in the middle by several horses, as if he was being held hostage.
Shen Yi didn't dare to take the initiative to talk to Chen Qingxu, so he asked Cao Chunhua in a low voice, "Who is that man?"
Cao Chunhua looked through the Clairvoyant Eye and replied, "The second prince of Calais Yinghou."
"What?" Shen Yi frowned, "Are you sure? You didn't see wrong?"
Cao Chunhua winked at him and pinched Shen Yi's chest with his orchid fingers, "Oh, General Shen, Mr. Shen, there are only two things I remember correctly in my life. One is a person's face, and the other is a person's tone of voice. Please believe me."
When he was a child, Shen Yi took him to study. At that time, he felt that Cao Chunhua was a very normal girl. Who knew that when he grew up and "recovered" his male body, he would change into this kind of person. As an unmarried man, Shen Yi really couldn't stand Cao Chunhua's aggressive teasing. He had goosebumps all over his body and subconsciously took a step in the direction of Chen Qingxu to avoid the finger that was trying to take advantage of him.
"Xiao Cao." Miss Chen lifted her eyelids and coldly warned Cao Chunhua.
The people of Linyuan Pavilion didn't dare to offend Doctor Chen. Cao Chunhua immediately shut his mouth and sat upright on the horse. He analyzed to Shen Yi, "General, I think the 18 tribes are serious this time. Handing over the 'Wolf King' is too shameful. They may want to push the blame of the barbarian envoy's incident to the second prince to settle things peacefully."
Shen Yi's fingers gently tapped on the Longtou mulberry, "Wait a moment. Don't be happy too early. I always feel that the barbarians admit defeat too easily."
He had a lot of dealings with Bei Man in the Western Regions. He knew what kind of people the 18 tribes were.
Most of them wouldn't give up until they saw the coffin. At this time, the Black Iron Battalion had only advanced a little bit. They hadn't even reached Bei Man's position yet. Shen Yi always felt that the 18 tribes should resist stubbornly for a while.
Cao Chunhua looked at the large amount of Purple Gold. He licked his lips and asked, "What should we do? Should we let them in or not? "
Shen Yi said very cautiously, "All archers, aim your White Rainbow Arrows. Don't let these barbarians get close. Summon the gold appraisers to check them one by one."
Cao Chunhua's expression turned cold. He turned around and met Shen Yi's eyes. Both of them remembered the evil giant kite in Yanhui Town.
If it was someone else, at least a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs. But Calais Yinghou couldn't be judged by common sense. He really would do something like using his own son's life to trick the enemy into opening the gate.
Shen Yi gave the order. The Black Iron Battalion immediately drew their swords. The killing intent of the entire Northern Region soared. They surrounded Bei Man's envoy.
The Second Prince trembled on the back of his horse and almost fell off. Then, a team of well-trained gold appraisers ran out and opened the boxes one by one in front of Bei Man's envoy.
Just like that, several large carriages of Purple Flowing Gold were exposed in front of Shen Yi and the others.
The gold appraisers didn't dare to be careless. They checked the purity of the Purple Gold one by one. Then, they put special rods into the sealed carriages to check the volume of the Purple Gold.
Several long rods covered with Purple Gold were presented in front of Shen Yi. The rods were almost full. The gold appraisers reported quickly, "General, there is no problem with the purity. It has reached the level of annual tribute."
Shen Yi said, "Oh," but still didn't let go of his doubts. He looked up at the Second Prince. There was a purple mark on the Second Prince's forehead, as if he had been whipped. His face was covered with snot and tears. He opened his mouth to howl, but he couldn't make a sound.
Chen Qing Xu said in a low voice, "General Shen, look at the purple mark on his forehead. I have heard about it in the 18 tribes. It is a kind of poison used to kill people. His whole body is stiff now. It is equivalent to being fixed on a horse. He can't even cough. In a few minutes, when the purple mark deepens and turns black, he will fall to the ground and die. Even if we do an autopsy, we can only find that he was too frightened and died of heart palpitations."
Shen Yi didn't have time to blush. He hurriedly ordered, "Wait, tell them to stop!"
The Xuan Eagle in the sky gave a sharp order, "Stop!"
The second barbarian prince's horse suddenly stopped. His entire body seemed to have lost its balance as he fell forward. His sturdy riding boots hit the corner of the oil cart beside him, creating a 'clang' sound that reverberated in the air.
The corner of the oil cart was empty!
Shen Yi's pupils suddenly shrank, "Retreat!"
Before his voice died away, a barbarian in the delegation rushed to the oil cart, but he was shot dead by the Black Eagle's arrow. The whole Black Iron Battalion was silent and quickly retreated. Shen Yi pulled Chen Qingxu's bridle and hit her horse to the back.
In a flash, a cluster of sparks spurted out to the sky.
It turned out that there was a thin young man of the Sirius Tribe hiding under the oil cart. He waved a match in his hand and lit a hidden fuse under the oil cart. He smiled gloomily at the sky.
The next moment, the first oil cart exploded, and the young man turned into ashes in the sky.
A huge impact exploded from that point. The purple flames of dozens of feet high rose to the sky layer by layer. The surrounding air boiled in an instant, and invisible heat waves rolled in. The backs of the Xuan Tie soldiers who were guarding the rear were burned red, and the gold boxes that were burned by the flames exploded like a chain.
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