The battlefield came to an end, and sadness lingered. The once majestic and majestic base was in dilapidated condition, the solid city walls were in ruins, and the dark city gates became ruins under the fire. The rich color of the city walls was replaced by the bright red of blood, and the former military base became what it is today.
Purgatory on earth, looking at it, looks like a bloody, tattered coffin.
Scene after scene is bloody and dazzling; every place is shocking.
There was blood everywhere under the feet, bones everywhere, stumps everywhere, hoarse moans and low whines everywhere.
Di Cheng stood in front of the base, standing on the land covered with blood and corpses. He closed his eyes in pain, his tall and tall body trembling slightly.
One general's achievements and ten thousand bones withered, whether it is heroic and arrogant, or sinful and sad.
He has never questioned the path he has taken, the path he is about to take, and has never thought about stopping to heal his wounds or stop to feel sad, but the scene in front of him... deeply hurts the pain deep in his heart.
A remaining weakness.
Under this wanton baptism of death, during the seventeen hours of dying struggle, Tianmen once again created a miracle and persisted again, but he also paid a painful price for it, a price that was painful to the bone!!
Looking at the trajectory of Tianmen's struggle and growth, there has never been such pain as today. Di Cheng had imagined the scene of a 'tragic victory', but he did not expect that the price would be so heavy.
At this moment... Di Cheng truly understands what painful suffocation is!
If he had known this, he would have preferred to withdraw his entire army when a powerful enemy attacked!
Nowadays...who should pay for this disastrous ending? Who can do it? Who has the qualifications!!
Yuwen Huangxue accompanied Di Cheng as he stood in front of the base. The bottom of his shoes and gown were soaked with blood. His vision was full of dazzling scarlet, full of corpses, full of desolation and sadness.
He admitted that he had seen countless tragic scenes in his life of bloody battles, but he had never seen such bloody scenes as today.
From this we can imagine the ferocity of the cavalry tribe's offensive, the wildness and terror of this prairie royal family, and even more so the madness and tyranny of Tianmen's counterattack.
Yuwen Huangxue was saddened by the cruelty of this battle, and was silently thinking about Tianmen's true strength, feeling the power that exploded at the critical moment of life and death.
I have to admit that this is a crazy force, this is a barbaric royal family, this is a miraculous combination that is accompanied by crises and surprises everywhere, and it is an organization with unlimited potential.
It's just... the cruelty of this war seems to have exceeded the endurance of Di Cheng and even Tianmen. More than half of the eight tribes were lost. How long will it take for the wounds to be healed and the strength to be restored? When the second ranking of the black list is coming, will it be possible?
will affect its ranking.
"Everyone in the Eight Tribes is tired and in pain. It's time to rest." Di Cheng exhaled slowly, with a slight trembling, and stared at the scene in front of him again, a twinge of pain appeared in his heart.
"You should be proud of them. They once again created a miracle and wrote a glorious chapter in the glorious epic of the Black List. After this battle, the reputation of Tianmen is enough to be engraved in the minds of many people, forming a lifelong shadow."
Di Cheng shook his head and smiled, his smile full of bitterness. He did not respond to Yuwen Huangxue's 'praise', and walked towards the base on the blood-stained red soil.
After the silence inside and outside the base eased, the base gradually became active. All those with sound limbs and strength volunteered to serve as "orderlies", and some carried simple stretchers and looked around for Tianmen who was still alive.
Brother, some were cleaning the battlefield to deal with the wounded but not dead cavalry, some were dragging the tragically dead bodies outside the base, and using only gasoline to conduct an open-air cremation to avoid the formation of a plague, and some were beginning to wash away the inside and outside of the base.
blood stains, spray disinfectant.
Di Cheng and Yuwen Huangxue walked into the base, and there were busy figures everywhere. Some people may have seen them, but they just nodded slightly, wiped the sweat and blood on their faces, and continued to work.
"Brother Cheng, the loss was a bit heavy, but... we persevered." Yang Jing came to Di Cheng's side and did not forget to salute Yuwen Huangxue. His expression could not tell whether it was pain or pride. Maybe it was both, maybe it was both.
Most of them are the former.
"How many medicines are left in the warehouse?"
"The medicines are all in the underground warehouse and have not been affected. The quantity should be able to cope. It's just... there are too many injured people and the medical team is a little overwhelmed. I just arranged for the Yasha troops to help."
"As long as we can be saved, we must never give up. I don't want my brothers to die in the hospital bed."
"Brother Cheng, don't worry, everyone is working hard."
"Where is the eldest grandson?"
"In the emergency room, Tiger..."
"Tiger? What's wrong with Tiger?" Di Cheng paused, frowning and staring at Yang Jing.
"The quasi-emperor-level strongman of the Iron Cavalry Tribe rushed into the base. Tiger was defeated during the interception and was pierced through the chest by a broken spear. The specific situation is still unclear. Changsun Qianwen rushed over immediately and was working with all his strength.
Rescue." Yang Jing had just received the news, and could not hide his remorse. If he had come earlier and decided to take action earlier, perhaps Chen Hu would not have faced Che Chen, and this kind of thing would not have happened.
"Let's go." Di Cheng frowned slightly and walked quickly towards the emergency room, his breathing a little rapid and his steps shaking a little.
Pierced through the chest??? How could this happen??
Although Di Cheng is usually a little indifferent to Chen Hu, his brother-in-law, and often scolds him, the reason why he is 'dissatisfied' is because of greater 'expectations', and because of that 'love'! The reason why he decided to take him with him is even more
Most of them also decide to cultivate them seriously.
What's more, if something unexpected happens to Chen Hu, what should Shu Xuan do?
Damn!! If I had known earlier...
The red light in the rescue room was still on. Due to the lack of manpower in the base, there were only two guards guarding the corridor. Seeing Di Cheng and the others coming over, they quickly stood up and saluted: "Brother Cheng."
"How's the situation?"
"The good news is that it didn't hurt the heart, the bad news is..."
"Um?"
The two team members looked at each other and smiled bitterly, shaking their heads and saying: "The nurse has been out several times, and the situation is not optimistic. The possibility of successful surgery..."
They didn't continue talking, Di Cheng had already closed his eyes and clenched his hands tightly, suppressing the tearing pain in his chest.
Yang Jing said: "Brother Cheng, don't worry for now. I believe in Changsun. Since he is still working hard, there should be hope. Give him some time and we will wait slowly."
Di Cheng sat on the bench in pain, waving his hands feebly: "Go and do your business, take care of things for me, settle down what needs to be settled, coordinate what needs to be coordinated, find Peng Hou and Anni, and ask them to help you.
.I’m going to sit here now and come back later.”
Yang Jing no longer hesitated and signaled the two guards to take good care of Di Cheng. He said goodbye to Yuwen Huangxue and quickly left the rescue room.
Yuwen Huangxue looked at Yang Jing's leaving figure and was a little surprised. Is this Yang Jing? It seems that he has changed a lot!
The most arrogant beast in Tianmen has become calm? There is a vague sense of grace and demeanor, which is definitely not what he could have before. When did the change happen? Did he encounter any opportunities?
Di Cheng sat feebly on the bench, leaning against the wall, looking up at the roof listlessly, quietly waiting for news from the rescue room, and silently praying to the sky. He had already lost Wang Zhong, and did not want to lose Chen again.
Hu, if something unexpected happens, how should I explain to Chen Xinguo? To Wei Shuxuan? To the tens of thousands of people in Dadaomen?
How should I explain to my conscience!!
Di Cheng clenched his hands tighter and tighter, trying his best to suppress the slight trembling caused by pain and anxiety. There was a voice in his heart that kept murmuring: Chen Hu... please... hold on...
The corridor was quiet, except for Di Cheng's trembling breathing. Yuwen Huangxue stood quietly, waiting for news from the operating room. Occasionally, he would look at Yaya, who was sleeping soundly in Di Cheng's arms. Whenever this time, the eyes were filled with tears.
There is always a hint of complexity.
"Clan leader." Gao Sen walked lightly to the operating room and quietly signaled to Yuwen Huangxue.
Yuwen Huangxue looked at Gao Sen strangely, and Gao Sen just nodded lightly without explaining anything. Yuwen Huangxue didn't ask any questions, and didn't disturb Di Cheng's absence, and followed him out of the corridor.
Di Cheng hugged Yaya gently, immersed in his own consciousness, not paying attention to the "people coming and going" around him. The two guards knew their master best, and no one disturbed them, nor did they pretend to be diligent.
He was given water and food, and stood quietly beside him, even breathing at the lowest level.
The corridor soon returned to silence, until two hours later, Annie, who was busy outside, suddenly found it. However, feeling the depressing atmosphere in the corridor, she hesitated for a while and turned around to leave.
"Annie, what's the matter?" Di Cheng woke up at this moment, exhaled softly, and sat up straight.
"Nothing." Anne hesitated for a moment, then walked in and secretly hid the things in her pocket.
"What did you get?" Di Cheng looked at her and asked a little strangely.
"The statistical data is nothing. Things outside are almost busy. I'll come to accompany you. How about it? Tiger's surgery hasn't been completed yet?" Annie was about to hold Di Cheng in her arms when she suddenly noticed the baby in his arms.
Yaya paused obviously and quickly took it back, still a little worried about this dangerous ghost.
"What data? Let me take a look." Di Cheng could feel Annie's eyes dodge.
"It's really nothing."
Di Cheng looked at her steadily and slowly stretched out his hand.
Annie couldn't stand Di Cheng's gaze, biting her red lips, hesitantly said: "Yes... it's the base... the damage, including destroyed houses, damage to the city walls, and... there are also statistics on the number of casualties. In total.
More than 2,000 people were killed or injured, which is a lot. I'm afraid of you..."
"Let me take a look." Di Cheng looked at Annie steadily, his tone was light, but there was a determination that could not be refused.
Anne hesitated again, and finally took out the statistics sheet. Di Cheng looked at Anne and slowly took the white paper with a few blood stains on it. When his eyes shifted and focused, he immediately focused on the bottom
A few lines of text.
"Summary of casualties, deaths: 2348; serious injuries: 1812; minor injuries: 5744. Total: 9904."
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