Zhang Wei is not the most skilled military general in the Xiliang army, and his ability to lead troops is not strong, but he is one of the first people to follow Jia Rong. He is loyal to Jia Rong and has always served as Jia Rong's bodyguard and fulfilled his duties.
reflected in Jia Rong's mind.
Now Jia Rong's biggest wish is to take revenge, to avenge the brother who died today, and to avenge his dead brother with the blood of the conspirators in Wuwei City.
At a nearby street corner, Cheng Qiu led his soldiers to rush over. Looking at the open city gate from a distance, he cursed "trash!" and led the dead soldiers towards the city gate.
The shouts of killing in the distance woke up Jia Rong. He placed Zhang Wei's body on the horse. Jia Rong picked up Wei Fu who was in a pool of blood and jumped onto the horse, shouting: "Let's go!"
The soldiers of the Xiliang Army neatly jumped on their horses and divided into two teams. One team followed Jia Rong and ran out of the city. The other team stayed behind the army under the leadership of Jiang Yu. Ma Teng led his troops closely
Follow Jia Rong's army.
Watching Jia Rong lead the army out of Wuwei in an orderly manner, Cheng Qiu's face was so serious that he could squeeze out water. He led the soldiers to charge for a while, and effortlessly took control of the east gate. All Xiliang troops were driven out of Wuwei.
, Cheng Qiu didn't feel the excitement of a winner at all. From the moment Jia Rong escaped from Wuwei, all his actions failed.
Jia Rong's departure will definitely cause endless troubles. Now Jincheng's financial resources are obvious to all. Although Jia Rong has resigned from the post of Jincheng prefect, the actual person in charge of Jincheng is still Jia Rong's confidant. As long as Jia Rong returns to Jincheng, he and the masterminds will surely be destroyed.
He will suffer endless revenge from the Xiliang army under Jia Rong.
Thinking of the bravery of the Xiliang army in the city, Cheng Qiu felt a headache.
"What's going on?" Cheng Qiu asked with a bad expression.
The few surviving soldiers were trembling and told Cheng Qiu what happened in detail.
"Cheng Hui, you immediately lead 1,500 troops out of the city to pursue the enemy's remnants. The army will arrive shortly." Cheng Qiu ordered in a deep voice.
Cheng Hui bowed and agreed, and ordered his men and horses to pursue the Xiliang army in the direction of their escape.
With a long sigh, Cheng Qiu made arrangements for the specific affairs of the east gate, then mounted his horse and ran towards the Prefectural Shepherd's Mansion.
After Geng Bi listened to Cheng Qiu's report, he cursed for a while and immediately ordered 10,000 horses to pursue Jia Rong. Geng Bi also sent out all the cavalry that he usually treated as treasures. At the same time, one by one, fast horses
Rush to various counties quickly.
After leaving Wuwei and reaching a safe area, Jia Rong immediately ordered the soldiers to rest where they were. After continuous fighting, the soldiers were already exhausted. After hearing Jia Rong's order, some soldiers lay down directly on the ground regardless of their appearance, regardless of the blood on their faces.
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Jiang Yu was responsible for the surrounding vigilance, and the scouts were scattered in all directions. Wuwei City was not far away now, and the army in the city might catch up at any time.
Jia Rong lowered his head and caressed Wei Fu's delicate face. The past events came to mind one by one, including the amazing glimpses on the way to the army, the chance encounter in Hedong, Wei Fu traveling thousands of miles to Jincheng, and Wei Fu blocking the way for Jia Rong without hesitation.
A sword in the back.
The injury was not serious, but Wei Fu's body was too weak and she fainted. The wound on Wei Fu's back was simply treated. After a while, the bumps and pulls on the wound made Jia Rong's clothes wet with blood.
As he thought about it, Jia Rong's eyes gradually blurred, and tears couldn't stop falling, hitting Wei Fu's face.
Wei Fu seemed to be aware of it, her eyelids twitched slightly and her eyebrows furrowed.
Seeing Wei Fu's painful look, Jia Rong wished that he was the one who got hurt instead of her.
Looking in the direction of Wu Wei, the anger in Jia Rong's heart was blazing. He clenched his fists and dug his nails into his palms without noticing.
After only resting for half an hour, Jia Rong received the news that the army in the city appeared five miles away, and coldly snorted: "If we don't fight, I'm afraid everyone will regard the Xiliang army as a weak persimmon."
Ma Teng bowed and said: "I am willing to lead my troops to fight!"
Jia Rong nodded, understanding Ma Teng's inner thoughts. Jia Rong was assassinated at the city gate and had an inseparable relationship with Ma Teng. Going to fight this time just proved his innocence.
"Well, Brother Ma must teach the army in the city a profound lesson. General Jiang Yu will lead three hundred cavalry to meet you!" Jia Rong ordered in a deep voice.
Ma Teng clasped his fists in agreement, and then left in a hurry.
Zhang Zhi on the side stepped forward and persuaded: "General, if Ma Teng is really smart, asking him to go and fight this time would be like letting the tiger go back to the mountain."
Jia Rong said: "Don't worry, just imagine, if Ma Teng guards the city gate, how can we get out of the city, so Ma Teng cannot be a spy. There are smart people in Wuwei City. Maybe they have placed enemies at the city gate in advance.
I was too negligent and gave the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of me." At this point, Jia Rong's expression suddenly tightened.
Zhang Zhi understood the key point after thinking for a moment, nodded suddenly, and advised: "General, don't be sad!"
Looking at the haggard-looking Wei Fu, Jia Rong realized that without timely treatment, Wei Fu's life would be in danger. Unlike the strong soldiers of the Xiliang Army, the frail Wei Fu had lost too much blood and her rosy face had already turned pale.
"Let the scouts inquire about the village closest to here." Jia Rong inspected Wei Fu's wounds and ordered.
The army in the city soon got into a fight with Ma Teng. Ma Teng's army had about a thousand men, and the army in the city had 1,500 men, but Ma Teng was just waiting for work. In addition, the army in the city did not have a general to lead it. After the cavalry
There was a burst of killing, and then Ma Teng led the soldiers to cover up the killing. The soldiers in the city were quickly defeated, and more than 300 prisoners were all killed. This was Jia Rong's order.
Looking at the pile of heads, even Ma Teng's composure couldn't help but shudder.
He defeated the pursuing army in the city and did not deal with the battlefield. He led the army to leave quickly. After receiving the news from the scouts, the city sent out troops to rush towards the direction of the Xiliang army.
Under the leadership of the scouts, Jia Rong hurried to a nearby village. Wei Fu's injury was urgent. Ancient times were different from the future world. Medical technology was poor. A simple inflammation might kill a strong man.
life.
The only doctor in the village was brought here by the lone wolf soldier. The doctor was about fifty years old. He had a gray beard and a steady pace. Before he could cure the disease, people's favorable impression of him increased by three points.
Seeing the faces of Jia Rong and others clearly, the doctor's expression changed. The people in front of him were covered in wet blood and the smell of blood filled the room. Even though the doctor had lived for most of his life, he was still frightened.
Looking at the doctor's frightened expression, Jia Rong comforted him: "Don't be afraid, as long as you cure this young lady's injury, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth."
"The ugly words are ahead. If it's not cured, be careful with your head." Jia Rong snorted coldly.
The doctor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and carefully replied: "I'll try my best, little man!" In front of these murderous gods, the doctor carefully put away all the airs.
At Jia Rong's signal, the lone wolf soldier walked outside the temporarily recruited hut and guarded it closely. Jia Rong watched quietly from the side. As a modern man, maybe he knows more about medical skills than this half-hearted doctor. There is more, and the more important thing is to actually see how ancient people healed their wounds.
During the Pingxiang defense battle, Jia Rong was injured by an arrow, but the doctor's level was not as good as Jia Rong's, and he couldn't even handle basic wounds.
Looking at the injured person on the bed, the doctor's face was full of embarrassment. Everyone knew that men and women should not be intimate, and the doctor was no exception. Wei Fu's wound was on the back, so there would inevitably be skin contact. These people around him are not good-natured at first glance. Using this to make trouble or tarnishing his own reputation is not what the doctor is happy to see.
"Sir, there is a woman on the bed." The doctor was confused.
Jia Rong said impatiently: "The doctor is the best, there is no distinction between men and women, take the time to look at the wound."
Gently lifting Wei Fu's clothes, the doctor's brows knitted together after just one glance. The wound had solidified, but the congestion still remained in the body. A slight carelessness would put her life in danger, and the woman's His body has always been relatively weak, and such a deep wound could be fatal.
"How's it going?" Jia Rong asked anxiously.
The doctor frowned, smoothed his beard, and said slowly: "This lady's wound is too deep. Fortunately, she was brought here early, otherwise she would have been in danger of death. With my exclusive secret medicine, one month of recovery is enough. It’s just that you must rest in peace during this month, and you must not get angry easily or move around at will, otherwise your life will be worried.”
Jia Rong glanced at the doctor dissatisfied, why do doctors of all eras love to exaggerate the condition of their patients? Could it be that this can increase their worth? For such a small sword wound, as long as the wound is treated carefully without touching the water, how can any doctor say that? It's so suspenseful.
Jia Rong glanced at Wei Fu's pale face and asked, "Why hasn't she woke up yet?"
The doctor sighed and said: "The wound is easy to treat. The key is how to wake the person up. This is also the most fatal place. Many people may faint after being injured, but some people can wake up, while others cannot." With his medical skills, the doctor found some confidence and lost the panic just now.
There is no doubt about the role of a doctor in villages ten miles away. When people seek medical treatment from him, he is always respectful and obedient. If something doesn't go his way, he immediately refuses. There is no one as rude as Jia Rong. However, the doctor is also a person who cherishes his life and has lived most of his life. Naturally, I don’t want to die in such an unclear way in my life. I still have to bow my head when it’s time to bow my head. The doctor is very open-minded about this.
Jia Rong breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "Then you quickly bandage her wound. You don't need to worry about the rest. The wound must be treated well. You are the only one to ask about any sequelae." In Jia Rong's opinion, waking up the patient is just a matter of time. The wound needs to be taken care of, and waking up is only a matter of time. Besides, Weifu looked in pain on the way just now, and she was obviously still conscious.
The doctor also recovered from his miraculous appearance just now. He looked panicked and said, "I will definitely try my best, but what are the side effects? Why have I never heard of it?"
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