Mr. Chen sat there looking at Shang Jiusui's face. The blood on his face was still there and his brows were still frowning slightly, so he should have endured the pain when he left. Who is Shang Jiusui? How could he be afraid of the pain? All he is afraid of is regret. There is a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth, so he left without regret.

"Can you lend me a place?"

Mr. Chen picked up Shang Jiusui and looked at the soldier guarding the gate: "I want to cleanse my brother's face and change him into clothes."

"able!"

The soldier ran over to help Mr. Chen carry Shang Jiusui in, but Mr. Chen shook his head: "I'll do it myself."

The people in the barracks made a room out. Mr. Chen put Shang Jiusui on the bed and fetched a basin of water to wipe his face. After wiping the towel, Shang Jiusui's frown seemed to be stretched. When Mr. Chen was tidying up Shang Jiusui's clothes, he found that Shang Jiusui had a strange wound on his body.

The wound is in the rib position, which is not a knife wound or a wound caused by an umbrella bone. It is an arrow wound.

But when did Shang Jiusui get an arrow wound?

Mr. Chen's careful recollections, what he could remember was that Shang Jiusheng rushed to Chengguan again and again in Sushanxia, ​​and was blocked by dense feather arrows again and again. Perhaps he was injured at that moment, but he quietly pulled out the arrow but did not tell him. This was just Mr. Chen's guess, because he did not see that when he climbed up the stone wall, a heavy crossbow flew towards him, and there was also a feather arrow flying towards Shang Jiusheng. At that height, ordinary bows could not be shot, and at least two and a half stones could be shot.

Shang Jiusui grabbed the heavy crossbow, but could not avoid the feather arrow, but he did not hesitate, nor did he hesitate.

He shouted at Mr. Chen and pulled the arrow out.

He didn't tell Mr. Chen because he didn't think the injury would have much impact. He also had the medicine for injury and strangled the wound, but he just didn't expect to meet Zhen Mo halfway, and some things seemed to be really unavoidable.

Mr. Chen went out and asked for a new military uniform to change into Shang Jiusui. Shang Jiusui is now so thin that he can't hold on to the clothes, but he looks very energetic. Even if he will never open his eyes again, he will come clean and leave.

Mr. Chen went out and glanced at the Hong Eleventh Lady standing at the door: "I have to go back."

"Together."

Hong Eleventh Lady breathed out: "I always have to go back."

Mr. Chen found the soldier who had just put him in and clasped his fists: "My brother is here first. I will come back to pick him up. If I don't come back, please help me bury him. His name is Shang Jiusui, a person from the Tingwei Mansion, erect a tombstone for him. If there is no suitable thing, you can use wooden boards. If you can hold on, send someone to the Tingwei Mansion in Chang'an, and someone will pick him up."

The soldier stood up quickly: "I can."

He looked apologized: "I really can't go with you. If we leave again, the barracks and arsenals may fall into the hands of the Yue people. Then more people will die. When the general led his troops away, he said that unless we are all dead, the barracks cannot fall into the hands of the Yue people."

"I know."

Mr. Chen patted the soldier on the shoulder: "Let's live."

The other soldiers came from a distance and put down their crossbows, their crossbow boxes, water and dry food, and everyone stood there, and then raised their right hands at the same time and saluted.

Two people and two horses rushed out of the camp and headed towards the north of Jiangsu County.

Northern Jiangsu County.

Shen Zhaocheng wiped the blood from his face. When he looked down, his black-line knife had cut out the gap. There were too many enemies falling outside the stone wall that could not see the land. The bodies were densely covered there, and of course they would not look good. It made people feel that they were worshiping something with their lives.

It was already noon. Mr. Shang left earlier yesterday than this time. He calculated that if nothing unexpected happened, Mr. Shang should have come back. However, no reinforcements have arrived yet. Shen Zhaocheng shouted to the soldiers on the high ground: "Did you see it?"

The soldier shook his head: "No one is in the northeast."

Shen Zhaocheng sat on the stone and let out a long breath. He had never doubted Mr. Shang, but he probably guessed that something might have happened to Mr. Shang. If Mr. Shang really couldn't come back, then

Shen Zhaocheng looked at his brothers again. Everyone hadn't had a rest for a long time and hadn't eaten for a long time. They were very tired, sleepy, and nervous, but they did not give in.

"My greatest compliment in my life is that even if you scold me a lot in private, you still treat me like a big brother. I treat you fiercely because when we encounter such a fight, I hope you can live longer."

He smiled, his face covered with blood, but his teeth were very white, so he still smiled cleanly.

"It's been three years, and we can take less than a month to rotate back. I still remember the brothers we replaced when we arrived in Sushan County. Before leaving, they said that after living in the military farm for three years, they would be even more homesome than expeditions."

He wiped the blood from the black thread knife on the leather armor: "I can't go back home, but fortunately my brothers are still together. Look at the corpses of the enemy outside, we are not bad."

He walked to the dead personal soldiers, the one who was still standing, untied the Daning battle flag from the back of the body, and handed it to the brothers beside him: "Tie it to me."

The soldier carefully tied the battle flag and subconsciously stroked the battle flag.

The sound of horns sounded again at the foot of the mountain. The Yue people must have been determined this time.

"Fighting soldiers!"

Shen Zhaocheng roared in a hoarse voice, and everyone lifted the horizontal knife and knocked on the breastplate, bang, bang, bang!

At this moment, the soldiers on the high ground suddenly shouted: "Reinforcements are coming!"

The reinforcements did not come from the northeast, but from the southwest. Behind the Yue people was a cavalry team of about a thousand people, stepping on smoke and dust, wind and thunder. The Daning red battle flag flying in the cavalry team echoed the battle flag on the top of the mountain.

The entire top of the mountain was boiling, and the soldiers shouted loudly, as if the sound could make Su Shan tremble.

The iron cavalry attacked.

Shen Leng pointed the black line knife forward, and the navy soldiers who had not rested for a long time still burst out with unparalleled fighting spirit at this moment, because they knew that the brothers on the top of the mountain were waiting for reinforcements to arrive. This was a coincidence, but it seemed inevitable. Shen Leng would not have known that there would be more than a hundred warrior brothers fighting for a day and a night before this low stone mountain.

General Luan Baishi of Yue suddenly turned around. When he saw the Daning cavalry coming from the ground like a layer of dark clouds, his face turned pale in an instant. Where did these Daning war soldiers come from?

"Array! Fight!"

Luan Baishi roared, turned his horse and faced the direction of the Daning cavalry rushing over. In an instant, the scene he saw twelve years ago returned to his mind again. Back then, he watched the Daning iron cavalry breaking the Yue people's military formation, and watched the Ning people chop his soldiers to the ground with one knife and one knife. For many nights, that battle appeared in his dream again and again, and he woke him up every time, and was frightened to sweat.

"This time, I can't lose!"

Luan Baishi roared angrily and pointed the knife at the cold cavalry.

He had no choice but to lose, and no matter how loud the shouting sounded, it would not change the ending. The cold cavalry swept over like a hurricane, and a charge broke the Yue people's team. Before they could organize the formation again, the cavalry roared past again, and Luan Baishi once again saw his soldiers being chopped over to the ground by Ningren one by one.

Luan Baishi, with blood-red eyes, urged the horse to rush towards Chen Leng. His scimitar was raised high. At the moment when the two horses were about to cross, his knife fell down fiercely. However, Chen Leng's hand had reached over, and the hand grabbed Luan Baishi's neck and picked up the person from the horse's back. Before Luan Baishi could struggle, he had been thrown to the ground.

Chen Leng jumped off the horse's back and strode to Luan Baishi. Luan Baishi supported the ground and just stood up Chen Leng's foot. This kicked Luan Baishi sideways on Luan Baishi's neck. With the force of the kick, Luan Baishi rolled out.

Chen Leng went over, leaned over and grabbed Luan Baishi's iron armor and picked up the man: "Where is the man!"

"people?"

Luan Baishi glanced up the mountain and grinned, "Aren't people there?"

Chen Leng glanced at Chen Ran, and Chen Ran immediately understood and ran up the mountain with the people. Chen Leng threw Luan Baishi heavily to the ground and looked down at him.

Not long after, Chen Ran ran back and followed Shen Zhaocheng. Shen Zhaocheng had never seen Chen Leng before, but he could see the weight of the general. After running over, he stood up and saluted: "I am not good at Shin Zhaocheng, I pay homage to the general!"

Chen Ran shook his head: "Mr. Chen and the others have not been with Captain Shen, but have met Mr. Shang."

Shen Zhaocheng said: "Mr. Shang rushed to Tuohai County alone yesterday morning for help. According to the time, he should have come back long ago, but he did not come back. He speculated that Mr. Shang might have encountered an unexpected situation."

Chen Leng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he turned to look at Luan Baishi. Luan Baishi spat out the blood in his mouth and shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "How do I know who you are asking? All the damns are dead, those who should live will live, and people will die everywhere. Isn't it normal for the people you care to die? It's like twelve years ago that I was persuading myself that this is a war, so is it normal for the people I care to die?"

Before he could finish his words, the black line knife had already swept over and swept through his neck. The head flew into the air. The blood in the neck gushed out like a fountain. The head rolled in the air and fell to the ground, without closing his eyes.

"Kill."

Chen Leng gave a cold command, then turned over to the horse, and he looked at Shen Zhaocheng: "Can you still fight?"

Shen Zhaocheng nodded: "Yes!"

Chen Leng looked at Chen Ran: "Take them with you and go to Tuohai County!"
Chapter completed!