Chapter 498 The decisive battle in Liangzhou (seventeen)

Night shrouds the sky over Taoshui River.

The night in Didao was gloomy, making people feel extremely depressing. On top of the city, it was completely dark, and only human figures could be seen swaying, like ghosts. Under the city gate tower, a row of bloody heads hung on it, constantly blowing in the wind.

shake.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Headless corpses were dumped outside the city, giving people a hairy feeling.

In the distance, the Xiliang army camp was brightly lit.

Cao Peng was in the dark, holding on to the crenel with his hand, his face gloomy.

He stood there quietly, the chill radiating around him was even more uncomfortable than the northwest wind. Dressed in white, he was hunting in the wind. Not only Cao Peng wore mourning, but also all Cao's troops in the city.

dress up.

"Sir, the incense table is ready."

Pang Ming, wearing mourning clothes, walked to Cao Peng.

Cao Peng nodded and glanced at the Xiliang military camp in the distance, his eyes flashing with hatred.

He turned around and walked into the hall of the city gate tower, and saw that the hall had been arranged into a mourning hall. The white cloth cover was swaying in the wind, giving off an air of grief. On the incense table in the center, there were

Holding Wang Meng’s spiritual throne.

After Wang Meng died in battle, his body disappeared with the fire.

Cao Peng couldn't find her body, so he could only replace her body with a spiritual body.

He walked up, took the incense from Pang Ming's cell phone, knelt down in front of the soul, and said in an almost suppressed voice: "Father, my nephew has recovered some interest for you today. But the thief will not die, nephew

I will never withdraw my troops...please protect my nephew, my nephew, so that I can kill the horse thief's head under Didao City and avenge my father's death.

The second nephew asked his father to keep Hutou safe and sound.

When the war is over, my nephew will personally search for the whereabouts of Brother Hutou... My nephew swears to you that if anything happens to Brother Hutou, my nephew will sacrifice the lives of 100,000 people from the White Horse and Shenlang Qiang to commemorate you.

In the spirit of heaven with Brother Hutou."

Behind Cao Peng, Pang Ming waited quietly.

Outside the hall, white camel soldiers were lined up.

Cao Peng's voice floated out from the dark mourning hall and spread throughout Didao City in the blink of an eye.

That cold oath made people's hair stand on end. Pang Ming could even smell the smell of blood filling the sky above Huangzhong.

"Swear to kill Ma Teng!"

"Swear to kill Ma Teng!"

"Swear to kill Ma Teng..."

I don’t know who shouted it out first, and it spread instantly like a plague.

On top of Didao City, Cao Jun's shouts of shouting at the top of his lungs, vowing to kill Ma Teng... were spread far away.

"Hold the lamp!"

Following Cao Peng's order, the lights on Didao City suddenly lit up.

"Swear to kill Ma Teng!"

The shouts came one after another, making the Xiliang soldiers in the Xiliang camp in the distance tremble with fear!

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In the Xiliang camp, the clouds were gloomy and gloomy.

Many Xiliang soldiers were hiding in the lee of the wind, shivering. There was no way, there were not enough tents... This may sound a bit abrupt. How could it be possible for a march to fight without even preparing the tents? But in fact, this is exactly what happened.

situation.

Since I was returning from Angu in a hurry, I didn’t prepare much luggage.

Thinking about it, after arriving at Didao, Didao could have been responsible for arranging the camp, so there was no need to carry so much baggage and waste time. But no one expected that Didao actually fell! Without Didao, the 30,000-strong army would be

We can only light a fire to keep warm in the howling cold wind. Many people are close together, keeping each other warm and comforting each other...

"It's okay, my lord has sent someone to bury him. The baggage will be delivered tomorrow at the latest."

"That's bullshit you're talking about."

A Xiliang soldier couldn't help but cursed: "There are so many of us, how can we prepare all the military tents for An Gu? Even if we send them here tomorrow, we will first let the officials stay. There are thousands of military tents, and we don't have a few days to prepare them."

How can it be put together neatly?"

Everyone around him suddenly became silent.

Looking at the bonfire in front of them, the crackling sound echoed in their ears, and everyone felt at a loss.

In the distance, many people gathered outside the Chinese army's tent.

But seeing everyone coming in and out of the tent, everyone looked solemn.

A doctor came from the tent, looking exhausted. The Xiliang generals quickly gathered around him and asked nervously: "Sir, how is my master?"

The doctor smiled bitterly, "This archer is very vicious.

Each arrow is equipped with a barb... Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise the general may not be able to withstand his injuries.

Fortunately, the arrow has been taken out, but the general has not yet woken up, so he may need to recover for some time."

"That……"

"Don't worry, your life won't be in danger."

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, he saw a primary school student running out in a panic.

"Sir, something is wrong... Please go and have a look, sir."

"What's wrong?"

"My lord kept thrashing around, and there seemed to be pus flowing out of the wound, as if it was a poisonous arrow."

When the doctor heard this, he was shocked and said, "Impossible!"

He carefully inspected the arrowheads and confirmed that there was no poison on them. However, after listening to the small school's words, the doctor became a little nervous. He quickly turned around and hurried into the Chinese army's tent. Only the Xiliang generals were left behind.

, all of them looked nervous.

In the big tent, a brazier was lit.

There were more than a dozen severed arrows lying on the ground, dripping with blood.

Ma Teng was lying on the couch, unconscious.

The doctor stepped forward and said, "Hold the lamp!"

The junior high school students held torches, and he bent down and carefully removed the cloth strips from Ma Teng's body. There were more than a dozen arrow holes on Ma Teng's shoulders, arms, and thighs that were shocking. He didn't know what was going on.

There was pus coming out of the wound, mixed with a foul smell. The doctor quickly asked for water and carefully wiped the wound. After a while, he frowned, straightened up, looked at the little schoolmaster and said:

"It is indeed pus..."

"ah?"

"However, it was not poisoned."

"How could that happen..."

"This, I'll forgive you for not being good at studying and not being able to tell the clues.

Logically speaking, although the general's arrow wound was serious, pus should not have appeared so quickly... I'm afraid the problem still lies with those arrows."

As he spoke, he bent down, picked up an arrow cluster with a piece of cloth, and observed it carefully under the firelight.

The arrowhead is a very ordinary wolf tongue arrowhead, very common. However, there seems to be some dark yellow stuff on the arrowhead. At first, the doctor thought it was rust. But now it seems that it may not be as simple as rust...

The doctor placed the arrowhead under his nose. The doctor twitched his nose slightly and frowned...

"What's wrong?"

“The smell is so strong.”

"What does it smell like?"

"Smell it."

The doctor gave the arrowhead to Xiao Xiao, who took it carefully and smelled it.

"It stinks!"

"In my opinion, the general's problem lies in this.

But it's definitely not a poisonous arrow, and I don't know what method the person who shot the arrow used. Judging from the general's condition, I'm afraid it won't be that easy to recover. In my opinion, it's best to find a good doctor and give him a good diagnosis and treatment.

...I will prescribe a prescription that can prevent the general from having chills and fever. But if the root cause cannot be found soon, I'm afraid..."
To be continued...