The sound of horse hooves seemed so slight in the wounded barracks, which was filled with the screams of the wounded, the shouts of the priests, and the roar of the spiritual power in the distant sky.
Duanyi felt something strange here, and his expression changed helplessly.
Although the light element here is stronger and richer than when I came here before, it is still filled with a burning smell.
'Captain, nothing can happen to you!'
"Xu————"
Duanyi reined in his horse, turned over and hugged Ai Ying, and hurried into the treatment tent of the wounded barracks. Then he was dumbfounded.
The tent is gone!
But fortunately everyone is still there, Commander Himawari will always be the most handsome boy.
And beside Commander Xiangkui, Duanyi finally saw Li Wujie, whom he hadn't seen for three or four days.
Seeing that Li Wujie was fine, Duan Yi did not stop.
He handed Ai Ying to the priest beside him, then got on his horse and ran to the battlefield again.
"day!"
When Li Wujie saw Ai Ying's face, he went into cardiopulmonary arrest.
Fortunately, after some examinations, Ai Ying's condition was much better than her brother's, and she was just in a coma.
After performing two treatments on Ai Ying, Li Wujie immediately asked people to send Ai Ying to the back to recuperate.
"Put it next to that person!"
"yes!"
During the four days of treatment, Li Wujie had gained the respect of all the priests and wounded people present with his 100% survival rate and his never-ending Ultra Liver.
Ai Ying was sent to the training camp further back.
100% survival does not mean 100% recovery. For some wounded with minor injuries (relatively speaking), the priests can continue to fight after resuscitating them, but for some severely wounded who only have one breath left.
Generally speaking, even if you are rescued, you still need time to recover, at least one or two days of rest.
Like the old man with a spear, I can only speak of an example.
Zhao Kong was lying on the bed specially prepared for the seriously injured. The burning feeling coming from the depths of his soul made him unable to sleep peacefully. But compared to the burning feeling, what made him more uncomfortable was the tearing feeling in his body.
Because he was severely eroded by dark spiritual power, dark spiritual power had seriously invaded his body.
His own attribute is attributeless spiritual power, and he has no ability to resist the invasion and assimilation of dark spiritual power.
And when the new power of light was injected, his body became a huge battlefield.
Fortunately, the dark spiritual power has no source. Zhao Kong only needs to control his own spiritual power to expel the two spiritual powers that are constantly impacting and colliding.
But this process is even too uncomfortable.
Zhao Kong was now unable to move, with extensive burns on his skin, and he had to heal his body before he expelled the two spiritual powers.
The sound coming from the side was probably someone seriously injured.
Zhao Kong now wanted to say hello to the buddy next to him, but his vocal cords couldn't make a sound.
The war continued until the ninth day.
Four demon hunting groups were summoned to the temporary headquarters.
"Reinforcements from the Alliance are about to arrive."
The look of exhaustion on the commander-in-chief's face was hard to describe, but the fire of hope burned deeper in his eyes.
It's over, it's finally over.
"Everyone of the Demon Hunting Group, please take a good day to recuperate. One day later, follow the alliance's reinforcements to rush into Zhennang Pass and take back our Zhennang Pass!"
The commander-in-chief's eyes swept over the many demon hunters of the demon hunting group, and finally landed on Li Wujie.
At this moment, Li Wujie's hair was dry, his lips were pale, his face was stiff, and his eyes were dull.
He was alive like a mummy.
This is what the commander-in-chief wrote in his memoirs about his impression of Li Wujie when he first met him.
He knew something about this priest because he was famous for staying awake for nine consecutive days and nights to rescue the wounded in the wounded camp.
And the big flower that has always been by his side.
"Everyone present is required to take a day off, everyone!"
The commander-in-chief emphasized everyone.
Li Wujie was finally helped to a corner of the military camp and sat down to rest.
Bai Xiaomo wanted to go over and take a look, but was stopped by Duanyi.
At this moment, Duanyi's whole body exuded a strong smell of blood, and the spirit demon sword in his hand had been cut to its curled edge due to the long battle.
"Let the leader have a good rest, he is really too tired."
Duanyi couldn't believe what kind of state a person's body would be in after working around the clock for nine days and nights. This kind of high-intensity spiritual power output was simply beyond what humans could bear.
"He is definitely not a human being." Commander Xiangkui, who was being held by Bai Xiaomo at the moment, said in a tone of conviction: "Absolutely not, his physical fitness is not something that humans in this world can achieve, not even the ninth level."
"With the same proportion of spiritual energy running, it is simply impossible for humans in this world to support this level of energy consumption."
"I followed him the whole time. He did not simply release the treatment beam, but determined the injury of the wounded and then carried out targeted treatment."
"What kind of treatment skills should be used for what kind of wounded patients? This can perfectly avoid the overflow of spiritual energy and waste of time, and then better treat other wounded people. And for these nine days, his aura of grace has not stopped at all."
Aura of grace, a halo skill used to inhibit the deterioration of wounds and enhance healing skills.
As for this gift halo, Li Wujie could reach the nine heavens as soon as he opened it.
"let's go."
Duanyi was not surprised by Commander Sunflower's words. Are people important?
As long as he is his own leader, that's enough.
Wang Yuanyuan held Li Wujie in his arms, and the cloak gently covered them both.
Wang Yuanyuan hugged Li Wujie, feeling uncontrollably distressed in his heart.
This half-brother, who is two years younger than her, may not even be aware of his impact on the war situation, but she knows it.
In nine days, Li Wujie alone was able to restore at least tens of thousands of seriously wounded soldiers to their combat effectiveness and return to the battlefield within an hour, including many who had been sent to the wounded barracks many times.
In the training camp at the rear, one-third of the people lying there were saved by Li Wujie.
The pastor of the wounded barracks' view of Li Wujie has changed from the initial admiration to worship mixed with fear. This is not human at all!
In other words, they are now able to push the battle line to a 50-50 level with the demons, and Li Wujie has played a major role in this.
The powerful priests are fighting a war of attrition with the powerful demons in the sky. There are not many powerful ones who have truly fallen, but the Zhennan Pass below is a complete meat grinder!
Wang Yuanyuan always thought that the battle in the Southeast Fortress was terrifying enough, but compared with this place, the Southeast Fortress was still lighter.
Because there is no demon princess here for them to capture.