"It's not an illusion — it's really raining!!!"
Qiguan Rang, who was always calm, did not care that the medics were still bandaging his wounds. He suddenly raised his hands high and pretended to catch the rain.
The rain changed very quickly. At first, it was a drizzle, but soon it became a torrential downpour, drenching him from head to toe.
Qiguan Rang did not care about his current embarrassing appearance. He could not help but hold his knees with both hands and bend over to laugh. He laughed so hard that he almost cried.
On the other side, Sun Wen also ran into the rain. His eyes were filled with shock and surprise. He could not believe what he saw.
"Grandpa — Grandpa —"
Sun Lan secretly ran over because she was worried about Sun Wen. She happened to see her grandfather running into the rain.
"The rain is so heavy. Why don't you find a place to hide?"
An old man's body was incomparable to a young man's. Sun Lan was really worried that his grandfather would fall ill in the rain. He could not take the shock.
He used the umbrella in his hand to shelter Sun Wen from the rain. He did not care that most of his clothes were wet.
Sun Lan said, "I'll take you to shelter from the rain first. I'll cook a bowl of ginger soup later to ward off the cold …"
Sun Wen laughed heartily as he gave his grandson a tight hug. He patted his grandson's back and said with a smile, "Today was really a joyous day. This rain couldn't have come at a better time … Hahaha, I can't wait to see how ugly Nie Liang and the others' faces are! "
Sun Wen and the Nie family had a deep grudge. Even if Nie Liang was not a real enemy, he was still a disciple of the Nie family. They were on opposing sides.
It was hard to say who would win the battle that day, but Nie Liang set a big fire before he left, which made Jiang Pengji's side very embarrassed. Who knew that even the heavens could not stand it anymore. It rained heavily in time and suppressed the rapid fire. It was simply "rain from the gods!"
Sun Wen had not laughed so freely in a long time since he left Zhongzhao and came to Dongqing.
Sun Lan felt a lump in her throat when she heard her grandfather being so happy.
After much persuasion, the old man was finally appeased. When the grandfather and grandson went to the commander's tent, they happened to meet Qiguan Rang who came in the rain.
Sun Wen exchanged greetings with him, smiled, and modestly offered a few pleasantries.
Sun Lan could not help but say, "Even if you want to be modest, wait until you enter the main tent. You'll probably have to drink a few bowls of ginger soup."
After he finished speaking, Qiguan Rang and Sun Lan entered the commander's tent with smiles.
He was chased out by Jiang Pengji not long after he entered.
"There's nothing urgent right now. You should at least change into a clean set of clothes first. Aren't you afraid of being rude?"
Jiang Pengji sent them out to change their clothes. She then asked the soldiers to cook a big pot of ginger soup to ward off the cold. The heavy rain came quickly. Many people were completely drenched before they could react. Jiang Pengji waited for a while before the marshal's tent was slowly filled with people.
As the defending party, the casualties on Jiang Pengji's side were not small, and the losses were even greater.
After all, arrows could be recycled. When cleaning up the battlefield, not only did they have to clean up the corpses, but they also had to recycle the arrows. Otherwise, based on the scale of a hundred thousand people, who knew how many arrows would be used to fight a battle? Who could afford to waste so many arrows?
If one side won, not only would they be able to retrieve their own arrows, but they would also be able to retrieve the enemy's arrows and increase their military resources.
If Nie Liang retreated obediently, Jiang Pengji could send people out of the city to clean up the battlefield and recover the usable resources.
In the end —
Nie Liang burned everything down with a big fire. He admitted his loss, but Jiang Pengji's loss could not be recovered.
All in all, she suffered a great loss in this defensive battle.
If it was not for the rain that struck the enemy's morale and public opinion, she would be even more depressed.
Jiang Pengji was depressed, but Nie Liang was so angry that he vomited blood.
The Nie army retreated and left, returning to the camp in a grandiose manner.
Not long after they arrived at the camp, Nie Liang's son, Nie Qing, led a group of officials who had stayed behind to welcome Nie Liang.
Nie Liang had just dismounted from the horse's back when he suddenly felt something cold on the back of his hand. What was this feeling?
Not long after, another drop of water dripped on the back of his hand. He then knew that it was not an illusion.
Looking at the drop of water, Nie Liang's heart tightened. His face was as pale as a wall that had been painted white.
"Father, what's wrong?"
Nie Qing stood on the right to support Nie Liang, while Wei Dan stood on the left to take care of him.
"This is … rain?"
Wei Dan raised his hand and a few drops of rain fell on his palm. His phoenix eyes gradually widened, and his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
Nie Qing did not understand. He felt for a while and said, "It's indeed raining. It's normal to rain at this time of year."
He found that after he finished speaking, his father Nie Liang's arm was stiff and stiff, as though he was forcefully holding on to something.
"Father?" Nie Qing asked.
Nie Liang's expression turned livid. Caught off guard, he spat out a large mouthful of blood and his body fell backwards.
Nie Qing was so shocked by this turn of events that he did not know how to react. It was Wei Dan who went forward to catch Nie Liang and quickly helped him up.
"Quick!"
Wei Dan was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His refined voice cracked and was filled with panic.
"Quick, call the doctor!"
Many of Nie Liang's confidants knew that his body was not well, and a small number of people had also seen some clues.
However, he was extremely calm in front of others. This was the first time he had spat out blood and fainted in front of others. It would not take long for the news to spread throughout the camp.
Nie Liang was furious this time. Even a normal person would be injured, let alone a patient like him.
The doctor had used all his strength to save him and had even used strong medicine to keep him alive. Seeing this, everyone broke out in a cold sweat for him.
"Do your best and leave it to the heavens. If he does not wake up tomorrow, I'm afraid … "
The white-haired and bearded doctor shook his head and sighed heavily. Everyone's hearts sank when they saw this.
After this torment, it was already late at night. The heavy rain had finally stopped, and the puddles on the ground were filled with rainwater.
Nie Qingyi took care of the seriously ill Nie Liang, his eyes bloodshot. Nie Yang frowned when he saw this.
He said sincerely, "Elder Brother, Uncle will definitely be able to turn this into safety."
Nie Qing knelt by Nie Liang's bed, his face full of self-blame.
He had learned of the situation at the frontlines from the generals who had participated in the battle and understood why his father had spat out blood after the rain.
The heavens were on the enemy's side. A heavy rain had ruined Nie Liang's plans. How could he not be furious and spit out blood?
Nie Yang said, "This matter is clearly Liu Xi's fault. Elder Brother, why do you blame yourself? If Uncle knew, he would definitely be displeased and scold you."
How could a man be so indecisive?
Nie Liang vomiting blood, in the end it had nothing to do with Nie Qing, what was he blaming himself for?
Nie Qing said, "I would rather Father wake up and scold me, or ask for the family rules, than watch him struggle on the line between life and death —"
Nie Yang did not say anything else. He only stayed by Nie Qing's side silently.
The System's cold sarcasm entered his ears.
[Nie Qing must be extremely touched by you right now —]
[It's a pity. Who would know that you were the main culprit who harmed Nie Liang.]
Nie Yang did not show it on his face, but he laughed coldly in his heart.
[Shut up.]
Why would the System listen? Ever since it ruthlessly punished Nie Yang, their roles had been swapped.
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