Chen Chang Sheng smiled and said, "I know you are not satisfied, but there is no problem."
Tang Thirty-Six was silent for a while and said, "You are the best doctor. If you can't cure me, where else can I go?"
Chen Changsheng said, "I'm not good at colds, and the Cinnabar Pill isn't effective."
Tang Thirty-Six sneered, "Even if you give me that thing to eat, I won't eat it because I don't eat people."
Chen Chang Sheng said, "So you need to go back and treat your illness first."
Tang Thirty-Six was silent for a while, then said, "Our gatekeeper has aged a lot. Without my help, I'm worried that his body won't be able to hold on."
Chen Changsheng placed a hand on his shoulder and said, "I will discuss this with someone. You leave first. Principal Mao is recuperating in Mount Han, you should also go there."
The next morning, Tang Thirty Six left and Ye Xiao Lian left with him. This was agreed upon by Xu You Rong. She didn't tell Chen Chang Sheng because she knew that Chen Chang Sheng was very slow when it came to these kinds of matters between men and women. In other words, he didn't understand at all. However, she also knew that Chen Chang Sheng was very knowledgeable in other areas, such as medicine.
She glanced at him but didn't say anything.
Chen Chang Sheng looked at the fluttering flag in the distance. His expression was calm and determined.
He looked at the world under the pavilion.
The world was also watching him.
His calmness gave the countless soldiers at the front line confidence.
In fact, very few people knew that his heart was not at peace.
There were many things that he almost couldn't bear, such as those life and death situations, and Tang Thirty-Six's high fever that couldn't be brought down.
Fortunately, he had someone to rely on.
Xu Yourong had always stood by his side, not as a wife, nor as a subordinate, but as an equal.
When she clasped her hands behind her, Linghai Zhiwang and the others even felt that she was taller than Chen Changsheng.
"This morning, we received news that Senior Brother Liang is dead. Two of the Sword Hall elders died in battle. Guan Bai went to reinforce them, but he also died."
Xu Yourong's expression was very calm, as though the news of these deaths had nothing to do with her.
Chen Chang Sheng closed his eyes and opened them after a while.
"Everyone will die. As long as we can solve the problem in the end, this kind of death is not a waste. It is meaningful and merciful."
After saying this, she walked down the mountain.
The gazes of Linghai Zhiwang and the priests followed her, filled with reverence and pity.
The soldiers and believers at the frontline needed strength from Chen Chang Sheng's calmness.
Chen Chang Sheng needed to obtain power from her.
So who could she rely on?
Now, even An Hua was beginning to pity her and worship her.
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Xuelao City was very large, and with the ten-some citadels and the tents set up by the tribal warriors who had rushed over from all over, it took up an even larger area. When the southern part of the city was just ushered in by the chilly wind, the fields in the north of the city had already begun to be covered in snow, but there was still no trace of the human army.
Zhexiu was extremely confident that he was the first human to come to these plains. If he could be considered a human, it was not because he was braver or more adventurous than the other soldiers, but because to the human army, coming to the plains to the north of Xuelao City was meaningless to the overall situation of the battle.
But this was very meaningful to him in the battle.
Seven days ago, he had encountered a demon squad in the ruins of the ancient Beast Arena, one hundred and twenty li to the west of Xuelao City.
He had been fighting demons since he was a child, so his understanding of the Demon race far surpassed that of an ordinary person. A few details had made him notice the uniqueness of the leader of this squad. This leader was very young and very tall. From the style of the clan insignia he wore, he probably belonged to a clan very close to the Imperial clan, and he probably had a very high status in the clan.
Why would such a young noble appear on the dangerous battlefield? This was not in line with Zhexiu's understanding of the upper class of demon society. If it had been a thousand-some years ago, the demon nobles would still have maintained a martial ethos, relying on bravery and military achievements as the source of their glory. But now, they had long since decayed.
Zhexiu continued to follow this demon squad and ultimately reached a conclusion.
This young noble had left the city under the protection of the experts of his clan in order to accumulate military merit, but he did not want to encounter any danger. Thus, this squad had only stopped at the ruins of the ancient Beast Arena for half a day before beginning to advance north. Everyone knew that the human armies would not be able to circle around to the north of Xuelao City in a short period of time and launch an attack.
As for how this young noble would be able to produce enough military merit when he returned to Xuelao City … Zhexiu was confident that this would be an extremely easy task for him. Perhaps the heads of several dozen human soldiers were already prepared, just waiting for him to return to the city and load them onto the carriage being dragged by the Earth-Imprisoning Beast.
Xuelao City was already in a perilous moment, yet the nobles in the city were still thinking of swindling military merit. Zhexiu didn't know if they were stupid or overly greedy. But anyone who dared to play such tricks at this moment was undoubtedly a truly powerful figure of the Demon race. That young noble probably had an extraordinary status.
From the moment he reached this conclusion, Zhexiu felt an intense impulse, and then he formulated an extremely risky plan for this impulse.
He decided to infiltrate Xuelao City.
… …
… …
A pack of monsters came out of nowhere and began to attack the demon squad. With the experts of his clan protecting him, the young noble was not worried about his own safety. He was even in the mood to watch the blood vessels in the necks of those irascible monsters be cut. His pale face was flushed with excitement, as if he had been smeared with real blood.
The monsters were all killed, but the demon squad had also paid a price. Three of their bravest soldiers had suffered significant injuries, and most troublesome of all was that the snow and mud on the plains had been trampled into a pulp, mixing together and making it difficult to walk through. The squad decided to camp in the forest and stay for the night, using blood pigeons to send a message.
The demon warrior and the young nobleman in the squad did not expect that this night would become the most terrifying night of their lives.
The stench of blood gradually spread through the forest and some monster seemed to be moving through the wet mud. The world was silent, and the clouds in the night sky gradually parted. The clearly visible moon could not give them any courage. They could only hear each other's gasps and feel that the weapons in their hands were getting colder and colder. Gradually, the gasps stopped and they could no longer feel the coldness of the weapons in their hands, because their bodies were slowly becoming ice-cold.
As it turned out, this was also the last night of their lives.
The demon soldiers in the squad silently died. There were no warnings, no screams, no struggles, and certainly no fighting. The entire process was like an extremely bizarre pantomime, but there was no audience. Only the sparse stars in the south and the white moon witnessed it all.
On the morning of the next day, according to the agreement, a squad of cavalry from Xuelao City entered the forest.
Ten-some fully-armored cavalry escorted three large carriages, the carriages filled with the corpses of human soldiers that they had painstakingly found in the south. When they thought about the rewards that their young master was about to bestow upon them, these cavalry found it difficult to maintain their dignified and cold expressions, their lips curling into the sweetest smiles.
But when they entered the forest, they did not see that tall figure, only an incomparably tragic sight.
Weeping could be heard without end as the demon knights brandished their weapons at the sky, venting the unease and fear in their hearts, narrating their sorrow, and swearing to take revenge for 'Gruel'. It was hard to say whether 'Gruel' was the young noble's name or the prefix of his entire clan. Soon after, they lifted the corpses of their companions from the forest onto the carriages and began their journey back to Xuelao City, not daring to linger for too long. Of course, they used the excuse that they needed to return to the city as quickly as possible to warn that the human armies had already arrived in the north …
On the journey back to the city, the demon knights once more fell into an intense dispute, probably over how to respond to the clan leader's inquiry and how to use gold to redeem their crimes. The mood of the squad became even more downcast, so much so that when they passed through the needle-leaved forest, they even forgot to take the venison that they had agreed on when they came.
As they got closer and closer to Xuelao City, they could see more and more dilapidated buildings. The majority of the houses were barely made from felt and wood. They were clearly very weak, leaking air everywhere, and there was no sense of beauty to speak of. If not for the fact that the low-level demons could endure the bitter cold, they would have never been able to survive.
Upon hearing the hurried galloping, the low-level demons that were chopping wood and working hurriedly kneeled to the sides of the road, not even daring to raise their heads.
In normal times, these knights might have been interested in using their leather whips to make these low-level demons feel pain, but they were in no mood at this moment. They wanted nothing more than to immediately return to Xuelao City. Of course, if they could, they would even more like never to return to Xuelao City. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to cast a recommendation vote or monthly vote at Qidian (). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to M.)
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