Wang Chong said nothing. All his attention was focused on his big brother, Wang Fu. Although he was not a doctor, Wang Chong still had his martial experience.
His meridians are in a mess, and his internal organs are injured. The Celestial Pond, Qujing, and Shang Fu meridians are all injured. As for his chest, it's only a superficial wound, nothing too serious! What's important is the Stellar Energy that Huoshu Huizang left in his body.
Wang Chong's mind was in turmoil, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes.
His big brother Wang Fu had two different kinds of Stellar Energy in his body. One belonged to Huoshu Huizang, and the other naturally belonged to the Xiphodon Jiao Serro.
Jiao Serro's Stellar Energy was tyrannical and fierce, but it was still quite lacking compared to a general like Huoshu Huizang. For his big brother to encounter Huoshu Huizang at this time was definitely not a good thing. It was already quite good that he could escape with his life.
"Huoshu Huizang, Huoshu Huizang …"
Wang Chong muttered to himself, his heart burning.
His big brother's situation was not very optimistic. The supreme techniques he had been afflicted with had all originated from the Ouzan Great Snow Mountain Temple, which was completely different from the schools of the Central Plains. If he could not expel the strange Stellar Energy, his big brother was certain to die. Perhaps not even the nearby Chen Shusun understood this point.
In the southwest of the empire, countless generals had died to Huoshu Huizang's tyrannical Stellar Energy in the battles against the Ouzan. Not many people knew of this point, but it would no longer be a secret in the future.
There has to be a way, there has to be a way.
Wang Chong raised his head, countless thoughts flashing through his eyes. If he wanted to expel the strange Stellar Energy of the Ouzan Great Snow Mountain Temple, he had to know the path of its circulation. And in the Central Plains, because of the distance, almost no one knew. However, Wang Chong was not one of them.
"Right, Sanzang, Liu Quan, Zi Ling …"
Suddenly, Wang Chong came to a realization.
Sou sou sou!
Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chong pointed his finger like a sword, and wisps of tiny sword energy shot out from his fingertip, stabbing at the Sanzang, Liuquan, and Ziling acupoints on Wang Fu's body at lightning speed. Because he did not have any steel needles, Wang Chong used thin streams of Sword Qi instead. Three streams of Sword Qi pierced through Wang Fu's body, causing three streams of blood to spurt out.
"Young master!"
Wang Chong's sudden attack shocked Chen Shusun.
"Do you have water? Get me some water. "
Wang Chong paid no attention to Chen Shusun, not even turning his head.
Chen Shusun stared blankly, then his expression slowly softened. He originally wanted to stop Wang Chong, but for some reason, when he heard Wang Chong's firm voice, he couldn't say anything to stop him.
"Get me some water!"
On a rainy day like this, there was no lack of rainwater. Using a container to catch the rainwater, Wang Chong took out two round, thumb-sized pills from an embroidered box and fed them to Brother Wang and Wang Fu.
"Whether or not I succeed will depend on these two pills."
Wang Chong looked at Wang Fu's pale complexion and said to himself.
The wounds caused by a battle between martial arts experts were not something that could be healed by any kind of medicine. Nor were they something that could be healed by medicines like Yujin powder or Violet Palace Spirit. These two pills had been made by a grandmaster of the palace and were of extremely high quality. These two pills were usually given to the princes and grandsons, as well as the concubines and concubines of the palace.
Let alone buying them, one could not even see them. Not even the Imperial Princes had the fortune to enjoy them.
Wang Chong had taken a huge risk to buy these pills from the palace Alchemist. These were miraculous medicines that could save his life, and their effects were even greater than those he had given to his master, The Evil Emperor. Wang Chong had originally planned to use them for himself in the future, but there was no time to worry about such things now.
After taking the two pills, Wang Fu's breathing clearly improved, and his pale complexion gradually regained some color. Upon seeing this, Chen Shusun immediately swallowed the words that he had been about to say. No matter how slow he was, he understood that Wang Chong's method had truly been effective.
"Have two people stay here and take good care of Big Brother!"
With a wave of his sleeve, Wang Chong stood up and walked out of the commander's tent.
His big brother had already taken the palace's divine medicine and would be fine for the time being. The urgent matter at hand was to resolve the crisis facing the army as quickly as possible.
"Hualala!"
Outside the tent, the torrential rain continued to pour, showing no signs of weakening.
Wang Chong's hawk-like gaze constantly scanned the earth. Not even Wang Chong himself noticed that his body was exuding an intimidating aura. All the messengers and guards around him trembled and subconsciously lowered their heads, an indescribable reverence in their hearts.
"Uncle Chen, does Father know that my big brother is unconscious?"
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Wang Chong didn't even turn his head as he spoke.
"No."
Chen Shusun shook his head.
"Our infantry and cavalry mix simply can't outrun the Ouzan. Moreover, the Ouzan army is hot on our heels, so when Master and Eldest Young Master saw the tallest mountain in the surrounding hundred li, they decided to use this mountain as a base to set up a defense line and engage the Ouzan in battle. The mountain range is too wide, so Master is responsible for the eastern defense line while Eldest Young Master is responsible for this area … "
"Then what about Protector-General Xianyu and the other generals of the southwest?"
Wang Chong asked.
"This … we didn't see Lord Xianyu Zhongtong. This rain is too heavy. Many of the Ouzan soldiers have lost their way, and many of us have also lost our way. I'm afraid that we've temporarily lost contact with Lord Xianyu Zhongtong and the others. "
Chen Shusun sternly said.
Breaking out of the encirclement in the rain was not without its price. With so many people escaping together, it was no simple matter to maintain order and avoid chaos.
"As expected!"
At the mention of Xianyu Zhongtong's name, Wang Chong couldn't help but crease his brow, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Take off your armor and give it to me!"
Wang Chong's gaze swept over the nearby soldier who had replaced his big brother, Wang Fu, and suddenly stepped forward.
"Starting from now, the army will be under my command!"
"Young Master …"
"Now is not the time to argue!"
Wang Chong waved his hand, taking out The King of Song's golden token and raising it high in the air.
"This is The King of Song's token. Given The King of Song's temperament, you don't think that he would casually give me a token, do you? Moreover, from the north to the south, Ouzan cavalry are everywhere. Uncle Chen, do you also think that simple bravery can accomplish this? I know that you have your doubts, but now is not the time to talk about them. "
Chen Shusun froze, momentarily at a loss for words.
Truly, no matter how young Wang Chong was, he had still come from a clan of ministers and generals, so he had some understanding of the art of war. Moreover, there was one thing that Wang Chong was right about. In the army, the King of Song had always kept his personal and private interests separate. If he had given Wang Chong a token and had him come to the south, he must have had a reason for doing so.
He must have felt that Wang Chong was suitable for this task, and it couldn't have been just because he was familiar with the Wang Clan.
"Did you hear that? Take off your armor! "
Chen Shusun suddenly pointed at the young soldier in golden armor.
I hope that Young Master is right!
Chen Shusun quietly said to himself.
At a time like this, he could only make every possible effort. There were very few people in the army who knew how to command a battle, and those who could reach the level of Eldest Young Master Wang Fu were even fewer. Otherwise, he wouldn't have just found someone to pretend to be the Eldest Young Master and do nothing else.
Wang Chong said nothing. He didn't have as many thoughts as Chen Shusun did. His top priority was to quickly take over this battle.
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"How many people do we have in total?"
Wang Chong said as he put on his armor.
"I don't have an estimate, because quite a few people have gotten separated. However, there should be around forty to fifty thousand. There are also people with Lord Xianyu Zhongtong, "Chen Shusun said.
Chen Shusun said.
"How many people does Ouzan have? Besides Ouzan, are there any Mengshe Zhao's people?"
Wang Chong asked.
"I estimate around seventy to eighty thousand. We haven't seen Mengshe Zhao's people yet. Mengshe Zhao's people are mainly infantry, and they can't compare to us in terms of training. If they want to catch up to us in this heavy rain, it would be impossible for Mengshe Zhao's three hundred thousand soldiers to maintain order. Thus, Eldest Young Master also said that we should only be facing Ouzan's people for the time being. However, Mengshe Zhao's Crown Prince, Fengjiayi, has also led a group of several thousand cavalry in pursuit of us! "
Chen Shusun immediately said, his head lowered. Not even he realized that he had unwittingly accepted Wang Chong's role, treating him as Eldest Young Master and replacing him as the commander of the army.
"Fengjiayi …"
Wang Chong narrowed his eyes, his gaze suddenly turning much colder.
The prosperity of Mengshe Zhao's empire could never compare to the Tang dynasty. It was not like the Tang dynasty, which could simultaneously establish protectorates in Anxi, Beiting, Andong, Longxi, and the southwest, simultaneously dealing with all the enemies in the area. Mengshe Zhao would never have been able to do this. Even now, Mengshe Zhao had only been dealing with the protectorate army in a corner of the southwest.
One country against one corner made it impossible to tell the difference in strength.
Moreover, Mengshe Zhao's famed generals were far inferior to the Tang dynasty. And unlike the Tang dynasty, Mengshe Zhao only had a few famed generals. And Fengjiayi was one of them.
Unlike the impression of a small country with few people and a muddle-headed crown prince who was ignorant and incompetent, Fengjiayi was definitely one of the few Crown Princes in the history of the Mengshe Zhao Empire, and one who was both brave and astute. As a vassal state of the Tang dynasty, the Mengshe Zhao Empire had always had the custom of having its crown prince enter the court as a hostage.
However, in the Tang dynasty, it was not called a hostage.
Most people would not be willing to take the crown prince of the imperial family as a hostage. But Fengjiayi was different. He had volunteered to go to the Tang dynasty. He had been filled with a yearning for the Tang dynasty since he was a child, but this yearning was not what many people imagined.
As the crown prince of a foreign country, Fengjiayi was a rare diligent person. He had an intense curiosity about military books, strategies, strategies, and martial arts, from the imperial family to the common people. During his time as a hostage in the capital, Fengjiayi's diligence and talent had left even his teacher sighing in praise. Moreover, he had sent a memorial to the Holy Emperor, requesting that Fengjiayi be recommended to an official position so that he could remain in the Tang dynasty and enter the Imperial Court.
Given the customs of the Tang dynasty, it was already quite excellent that he could make this exception.
But Fengjiayi had immediately refused.
And Fengjiayi's martial prowess had made him famous in the capital, on the level of an outstanding talent. He had always been a member of the Mengshe Zhao Imperial Clan and had been rewarded by the Holy Emperor, so he had learned many martial arts. Moreover, he had access to many resources that ordinary people could not access, so he had matured far faster than the average person.
In the capital, even the Crown Prince's Junior Guardian, Wang Zhongsi, had praised him, saying that he was a master of both the pen and the sword, a talent for becoming a Great General. From this, one could imagine just how talented he was.
But contrary to what many people imagined, Fengjiayi's goal had always been very clear.
He wanted to learn from the Tang dynasty and strengthen Mengshe Zhao.
Moreover, compared to his father, Gelofeng, Fengjiayi was even more ambitious. He was young, energetic, and talented. He had studied military books and strategies, had been taught by Wang Zhongsi, and had received the martial arts manuals of the Tang dynasty. He also had countless resources at his disposal. Fengjiayi's goal was to strengthen Mengshe Zhao and then completely break away from the Tang dynasty.
And in this attack on the Tang dynasty, Fengjiayi was the commander of Mengshe Zhao's vanguard. Together with Mengshe Zhao's Great General Duan Gequan, he and Mengshe Zhao's Great General Duan Gequan were the two daggers stabbing into the heart of the Tang dynasty's southwest.
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