Long Chen got dressed, sat in front of a simple desk, picked up a writing brush, and sent today's battle report back to the capital.
But... holding the writing brush in his hand, Long Chen thought for a long time but didn't know how to play.
Say you are one against six?
What would the empress think?
Long Chen has always had reservations about his cultivation, and did not want the Empress to know that he had broken through to the Emperor.
But with so many people watching today, sooner or later the news will leak out.
Even if Long Chen doesn't say it, others will.
Long Chen got up and lay down on the bed, thinking about how to explain today's events in a reasonable way.
"Huh? Forgot..."
Long Chen got up, rolled up the sheets and changed them.
Bai Tingting was lying in this place just now.
After changing the bed sheets, Long Chen was feeling better. After dipping his hands in ink, Long Chen began to write a battle report.
After writing it, Long Chen opened the door and called He Juntao over.
"grown ups."
"Arrange for someone to send today's battle report back to the capital."
He Juntao accepted it and immediately arranged for people from the West Factory to take the battle report back to the capital.
The battle report is so important that it must be delivered in person.
After receiving the battle report, the spies went down the mountain from Zhenguo Temple, entered Jade Buddha Pass, and soon arrived at Xifeng City.
The gates of Xifeng City were now closed. The spies took out their waistbands, crossed the city overnight, and headed for the capital.
Upstairs of the Jade Buddha, Yan Shuangyu is reading the information sent by the spies from Wanjin Tower.
The clatter of horse hooves is especially clear on nights under curfew.
Li Sanniang glanced through the crack in the window, and the Xichang spies rushed over from the street downstairs.
Leaving the window and walking to the dressing table, Li Sanniang said: "I heard that Long Cheng'en fought against Shi Le alone today, and Kong Ji had six people. When did he become so terrifying?"
Today's battle is too shocking. Xifeng City is not far away, and everyone who is well-informed knows about it.
Yan Shuangyu gave the information to Li Sanniang and said: "No wonder the host is so afraid of him. Kong Ji has a high level of cultivation and Shi Le heard that there is a secret method. These two people and four helpers were defeated by Long Chengen.
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Li Sanniang read the information and said: "It turns out that Zhang Qian and the others have broken through the Martial Emperor's cultivation level. That means, six on both sides versus six, not Long Chengen one versus six?"
Yan Shuangyu shook his head and said: "But even so, Shi Le was defeated, three were killed on the spot, Kong Ji and Shi Haoran were seriously injured, and Long Chengen's strength is still terrifying."
Li Sanniang nodded and said: "Three masters were killed today, Kong Ji was seriously injured, Shi Haoran was hit by an arrow, and there is no one left in Xixia."
"It seems that Long Chengen's destruction of Xixia is just around the corner."
Yan Shuangyu looked at herself in the mirror and said, "After today, I'm afraid no one in Xixia will be Long Chengen's rival."
"I thought this war would be protracted and might end soon."
Li Sanniang looked at Yan Shuangyu who had not yet taken off her makeup, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master, then you..."
Yan Shuangyu glanced at Li Sanniang in the mirror and said, "I'm tired."
Li Sanniang exited the room.
After the people left, the room was empty. There were a few candles burning on the candlesticks, and the glass mirror reflected the candlelight.
Yan Shuangyu caressed her cheek gently, slid her fingers across her gorgeous red lips, stood up slowly, untied her clothes, and her bright red coat fell to her feet.
Yan Shuangyu continued to unbutton her inner clothes, leaving only a white silk bellyband with a red plum embroidered on it.
Yan Shuangyu slowly untied the strap of the bellyband on her back...
The white silk bellyband slipped off, and a woman with a beautiful figure was reflected in the mirror.
In their 30s, a woman is most mature and plump.
Yan Shuangyu looked at herself in the mirror, slowly twisted her body, admiring her beauty.
"Giving this body to Long Chengen is not considered a waste..."
From today's battle, it can be seen that Long Chen's martial arts skills are probably only inferior to those of the Empress.
King Wu, who is inferior to one person and is superior to ten thousand people, gives his body to him, which is considered worthy of his place.
The settlement in Yan Shuangyu's heart was resolved.
After more than 30 years, she also wants to be a real woman.
"King Wu..."
Yan Shuangyu had heard rumors about Long Chen. They said that Long Chen was very powerful and that all the beauties in Prince Wu's Palace were afraid of him. Yan Shuangyu suddenly felt a little hopeful.
...
Zhenguo Temple.
Nothing happened overnight, the Long family army guarded the Zhenguo Temple, and the Xixia army was on guard against Long Chen's night attack all night.
Shi Le got up from the military tent, and the palace maid immediately came to wait on him.
Shi Le leaned on the head of the bed, lifted up his clothes and looked at his abdomen.
The black and purple bruises have dispersed a lot, but the pain is getting worse.
"hiss..."
Shi Le slowly got out of bed, and the maid dressed and washed him, and brought him breakfast.
Shi Le reluctantly drank some soup, but his stomach hurt so much that he couldn't eat at all.
The palace maid brought the armor and put it on for Shi Le.
Shi Le walked out of the military tent and arrived at the Chinese army's tent first.
Shi Haoran leaned on the bedside, and Zhong Gui held a reed pipe at the side and slowly fed Shi Haoran water.
Shi Haoran's chin was shot through and he could not eat. He could only use a reed tube to send some water and soup into his throat.
"Father..."
Shi Haoran wanted to get up, but Shi Le immediately stepped forward and said, "Don't move, take good care of your injuries."
Shi Haoran sat down again and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"You will go back to the royal city to recuperate today. Your father will send someone to take you back."
Shi Haoran like this can't help here. If the two armies fight in a melee, Shi Haoran will still be a burden.
Moreover, Xingqing City has better medicines and accommodation, and better treatment conditions.
Shi Haoran was helpless, but he knew it was best.
"National Division..."
Shi Haoran knew that Kong Ji was even worse, and he was worried that Kong Ji wouldn't be able to be saved.
"Father, go and take a look. You can take care of her with peace of mind."
Shi Le stood up and walked into the military tent where Kong Ji was, with Doctor Xue standing guard beside him.
"Kings."
Seeing Shi Le come in, Dr. Xue and others immediately stood up to pay their respects.
"How is the Imperial Master doing?"
Shi Le walked to the bed. Monk Kongji's right arm was wrapped in a thick plaster, and his abdomen was wrapped in gauze. The blood stained the gauze red.
Kong Jie's face was covered with scabs, his eyes were closed, his breathing was ragged, and he was falling asleep.
"It's not good. The secret medicine the Imperial Master took has too serious backlash."
"Coupled with excessive blood loss, my body is very weak."
Doctor Xue shook his head slightly. He was also a believer in Zhaoti Temple, and his wife also sought marriage in Zhaoti Temple.
Seeing Monk Kongji like this, Imperial Physician Xue felt very distressed.
Shi Le's face was solemn and he sighed secretly in his heart.
The state of Kongji will not get better in a year or a half, and there is no point in staying here.
"The king plans to send the Imperial Master and the Crown Prince back to Xingqing City for recuperation. You can send a disciple to follow them."
Dr. Xue paid his respects and said, "I obey the order."
Shi Le left the military tent and found Lu Qichang.
"You choose five hundred elite soldiers and send the crown prince and the imperial master back to Xingqing City to heal their wounds."
Shi Le let out a long sigh.
Lu Qichang bowed and said: "I obey the decree, then we..."
With Monk Kongji like this, there are no generals available in the army, and this battle becomes difficult to fight.
Lu Qichang still felt that he should retreat and there was no need to fight again.
Shi Le said firmly: "I have brought an army of 400,000 people here, how can I retreat without a fight?"
"Raise the account, gather the lieutenants and generals of the army, and I will personally command and capture the Zhenguo Temple!"
Lu Qichang sighed secretly in his heart and worshiped: "Wei ministers accept the decree!"
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