He took out a pill and fed it to Wu Chuchu, and Long Chen took out a pack of golden needles.
Using spirits to carefully disinfect the golden needles, Long Chen began to prick the acupuncture points carefully.
The golden needle slowly penetrated in, and Wu Chuchu bit her red lips lightly, with a look of pain on her face.
"Hold on, I need to drain the congestion, it hurts a little."
Long Chen tried his best to be gentle, but it still hurt.
The blood seeped out from where the needle was inserted, and it was all black blood.
Wu Chuchu lay on the bed, holding the pillow with both hands, and moaned slightly in her nose.
After the acupuncture was completed, Long Chen poured out the ointment, rubbed it in his palms to warm it, and then gently applied it on the bruises.
"Don't get out of bed these days, and take good care of your injuries. This old bald donkey Kong Ji has practiced the Mad Lion Art, and the injuries left behind may have sequelae."
Long Chen covered Wu Chuchu with a thin gauze dress and used a silk scarf to wipe away the sweat on his forehead.
Wu Chuchu was a little frustrated and said: "Four people surrounded us, and we were actually attacked unexpectedly."
Long Chen consoled him: "You can't say that. Shi Le has the royal family's secret method, the Mad Lion Art. Although he is not an emperor, he is very powerful."
"Not to mention the old bald donkey Kongji. As the red-clothed Buddha King of Xixia, his cultivation level is already very high. Plus he practices the Mad Lion Art, so it will be very difficult to deal with him."
"Besides, I didn't keep an eye on him when he made a sneak attack."
In just a few days, Long Chen could clearly feel that Kongji's cultivation had improved.
Long Chen didn't know that Shi Le had taught the most critical part of the Mad Lion Technique, and thought that Monk Kongji had good qualifications.
"How can I blame you? It was so chaotic at the time. It would be easy for them to take advantage of the chaos and escape."
"After Yangcheng was captured this time, Shile's army of 500,000 fell into pieces. It should be impossible to gather heavy troops in the future."
"The next battle should be much easier to fight."
Although the results of the battle have not yet been counted, judging from the current situation, there were not many kills this time, but there were many prisoners.
Almost all of Shile's elite soldiers are here.
After this defeat, Shi Le may never be able to regain his strength.
Long Chen said: "I'm afraid not necessarily, the ones left behind are all improvised. The monk soldiers and iron harriers from Zhaoti Temple are Xixia elites, and they ran away a lot."
"If the number of Shile soldiers is reduced, the combat effectiveness may actually increase."
"Shi Haoran was convicted of Zhaoti Temple. If Shi Le could appease Kongji and the monk soldiers, the chaos in Xixia might be better."
During the siege of Yangcheng, Shile's biggest problem was that people were not united.
Otherwise, how could Longchen's mere 200,000 Long family troops besiege Shile's 500,000-strong army?
Surrounding must be done with superior force, it is impossible to surround a large number with a small number.
Long Chen took advantage of the Xixia army's instability and Shi Le's weakness in not wanting to fight, and trapped the 500,000-strong army in Yangcheng, slowly consuming the morale of the soldiers.
Last night, Shi Le wanted to take advantage of the soldiers' thirst and lack of water, and temporarily let the soldiers work together to launch a surprise attack and break the encirclement of the Long family army.
Long Chen took advantage of the situation and ordered the defenders at the south gate to make way for the Xixia army to drink water.
These troops did not want to fight in the first place and came out just to find water.
Now that the Long family's army has gotten out of the way, they all ran to drink water if they were still fighting.
Shi Le's plan to counterattack failed, and Long Chen took advantage of the chaos to seize Yangcheng.
This battle was won entirely by Long Chen's tricks.
The battle ahead will probably be a tough one.
"Even if Kong Ji agrees, those monk soldiers will not agree. Zhaoti Temple is their home base. If Shi Haoran does this, the monk soldiers will definitely cause trouble."
Wu Chuchu felt that the destruction of Zhaoti Temple could not be dealt with lightly. Even if Kongji paid attention to the overall situation, his monk soldiers would not accept it honestly.
Long Chen said: "That's their business. We can just take a break, capture the city to the east of Xixia, and then gather our troops to go west."
"You have a good rest and just lie down and don't move for the next few days."
Wu Chuchu responded, Long Chen put away the golden needle, opened the door, and saw four people from Wu Chuchu blocking the door.
"Husband, is my sister okay?"
Wu Xiangyun is very worried about his sister.
Long Chen said: "It's not a big problem. You can recover after taking a while."
Wu Xiangyun breathed a sigh of relief and cursed: "That damn bald donkey, I will definitely kill him next time I see him!"
The two sisters had a good relationship, but Wu Xiangyun was very angry when her sister was injured.
Long Chen patted Wu Xiangyun and said, "Don't worry, I'll kill him next time!"
Wu Xiangyun and the others entered the room to see Wu Chuchu, while Long Chen went to the front office.
Wu Jian was thinking about how to place the Xixia prisoners, and Han Ziping and the other three had different opinions.
"grown ups."
Long Chen walked over, and Wu Jian and others immediately bowed to see him.
"How many were caught this time?"
Wu Jian replied: "A lot, almost 200,000, more than the total number of our Long Family Army!"
When Wu Jian said this, he did not look happy, but looked worried.
Too many captives are troublesome, kill them, it would be too cruel; keep them, it would waste food.
There is another big problem. There are more prisoners than the Long family army. If they rebel, it will be very troublesome to suppress them.
Long Chen also scratched his head a little. He didn't want to kill him, nor did he want to keep him.
You can't let them go back.
"Sir, how should I deal with it?"
Wu Jian really couldn't think of a way, he was waiting for Long Chen to tell him what to do.
Long Chen thought for a while and said: "There is no good way at the moment. Let's lock them up first and keep an eye on them. Anyone who dares to cause trouble will be killed without mercy!"
There were too many prisoners, and Long Chen couldn't think of a good way, so he could only put it aside for the time being.
Outside the door, a soldier came in and reported: "Sir, there is a woman outside the door asking to see you. She claims to be the wife of the prefect."
Wu Jian looked up at Long Chen with a slightly surprised look on his face.
The prefect’s wife is Zhao Lun’s wife.
"What's wrong with her?"
Wu Jian asked alertly.
Long Chen asked people from Wanjin Tower to assassinate Zhao Lun. This eunuch's wife and Long Chen were enemies.
"She didn't say anything, but she wanted to see King Wu by name."
The soldier asked, but the prefect's wife didn't say anything.
"Sir, I think it's best not to see you."
Wu Jian was worried that the woman was waiting for an opportunity to assassinate her.
Although Long Chen has a high level of cultivation, he still has to be cautious when doing things.
Long Chen thought for a while and said: "It doesn't matter, what can a woman do to me?"
"Ask her to meet me in the living room."
When the soldiers received the order, they immediately went out to deliver the order.
Wu Jian said: "I will take my brothers to guard the door."
Long Chen smiled and said: "Old Wu, you are too cautious. Now, how many people in the world can kill me?"
Long Chen's current cultivation level is very high. Although he is not invincible, he is almost there.
It is almost impossible to assassinate Long Chen.
Wu Jian nodded helplessly and said, "Okay, sir, be careful."
Long Chen walked to the living room alone, while Wu Jian continued to discuss military affairs.
I walked to the living room and sat down. Not long after, I saw two women walking in. The woman in front was about 35 years old, and the woman behind was about 18 years old.
The soldier led the woman through the door and said, "Sir, the prefect's wife has arrived."
Long Chen waved his hand, and the soldier exited the guest room and closed the door.
