Chen Shen waited for three breaths, but when he saw no one answered, he couldn't help but frown: "No one, right? Okay!"
"In this case, there is no point in keeping you alive! Kill them all!"
"yes!"
"ah?"
"No, no, no! The little one, the little one is Xuanshi Sanxing."
"There is also a younger one, the younger one is Xuanshi Erxing..."
The three Beiyi people suddenly panicked and raised their hands tremblingly.
"Very good. You are in the realm of Xuanshi. You can release your spiritual consciousness, and you should be able to detect the physical condition of your young barbarian master."
The young man pointed unhurriedly at the young barbarian leader of Beiyi who was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud: "Check it and tell me what you found."
"I want to listen to the truth. If someone's answer dissatisfies me, huh!"
Chen Shen did not say what would happen if he was not satisfied.
But the cold snort that came out of their noses had already made the three Beiyi centurions break into cold sweats: "Yes, yes, yes, the younger one must tell you everything he knows, and he must tell you everything he knows..."
In a moment, all three of them had finished diagnosing their pulse, with solemn expressions on their faces.
Chen Shen asked again: "Tell me, what are your diagnosis results? That kobold, you have the highest level of cultivation, you tell me first."
"Yes, yes..."
The kobold nodded like garlic, still maintaining the posture of kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise his head, and only said in a trembling voice: "Xiao, Xiao found that this person's hand tendons and hamstrings have been severed, and his soul consciousness has also been destroyed.
He suffered severe injuries and fell into a deep coma."
The kobold was afraid that if he continued to respect Ling Yi as the "young barbarian master", he would be beheaded by the moody human boy.
Therefore, he simply called Ling Yi "this person" to avoid disaster for himself.
After waiting for a while, seeing that Chen Shen had no tendency to get angry, he calmed down and continued: "But... the origin of this person's meridians has not been damaged."
"If he can be treated with Xuanpin elixir that heals wounds and restores pulses within half a month, and if he is raised for another year and a half, he may, may be able to gradually recover as before."
"Yes." Chen Shen didn't show any emotion or anger on his face. He glanced at him and signaled the next person to continue.
After a while, the three of them finished asking, and their answers were basically the same. The young man nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, your honesty has saved your life."
"Thank you so much, Marshal!" The three of them felt like they had been granted amnesty, their heads banging on the bluestone ground.
Until Chen Shen spoke again: "How long does it take to ride from Dawan to the Beiyi Royal Court?"
The kobold was the first to answer: "If the horse, Marshal Youchen, and your one-horned red-maned beast are so powerful, they can arrive there in less than a day and night."
Immediately, he swept his flattering gaze over the Valiant Cavalry Army and the Blood-killing Guards, and said: "If the horses were as strong as the mounts of the warriors, it would only take seven or eight days to travel from Dawan to the Royal Court day and night.
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As a native of Beiyi, he flattered the general of Daxia as soon as he turned around, and he did so very smoothly!
It seems that in order to survive, this kobold's moral integrity has long been thrown out of the sky...
Chen Shen's expression remained as usual: "What if it's an ordinary Dawan horse? How long will it take to arrive?"
"Well..." The kobold thought for a moment and then replied, "I'm afraid it will take about fifteen days."
"On the 15th... No, when you go back, there will be no need to save your young master." Chen Shen muttered to himself.
Isn't that right? Ling Yi's broken vein injury requires him to take healing pills of Xuan level or higher within half a month, otherwise there is no hope of renewing his veins, and he will be a useless person even if he is saved.
Do you want these hundred people to ride on a big bowl of black hooves or a bloody horse to rush back to report the news? Chen Shen would not be so generous to the enemy.
But if not, by the time they rode their ordinary Dawan horses back to the royal court, the half-month period would have already passed.
Chen Shen believed that the Northern Barbarian King would never sign a ten-year agreement with him that would cost him power and humiliate his country just to save his dead son.
Even if Ling Yi is the young barbarian lord of Beiyi and the most proud son of the barbarian king of Beiyi, no matter how outstanding he was, he can only be reduced to a useless person...
After a brief silence, the young man suddenly thought of a way. He took out a mysterious pill and threw it into the kobold's hand with a flick of his hand, and said: "Open his mouth and feed him this pill."
"Yes, yes..."
They didn't know the effect of the pill that Chen Shen gave to the young barbarian master. But so what? They could only do it.
If you don't follow these instructions, you will be dead!
By now, all the upright Northern barbarians have long since died.
Since the remaining hundred people are willing to surrender in order to survive, they will naturally not have the courage to risk their lives again...
After a hundred breaths, the medicine took effect. Chen Shen asked the three men to check Ling Yi's pulse again.
After a while, ask them what they found?
The three people said in unison: "His meridians have been consolidated. Even if it takes half a month, it will be fine. As long as he can take Xuanpin's healing elixir within a month."
"Well. It will take you half a month to return to the royal court, and then you will come back in another half month. This is my greatest sincerity."
Chen Shen said lukewarmly: "When I go back, I will tell your barbarian king everything about Ling Yi. As long as he is willing to sign a blood contract not to offend me in Daxia for ten years, his son, this commander, will
Give it back to him."
"And I will make a blood contract first to ensure that before that, I will never damage Ling Yi's veins and veins."
Speaking of this, the young man's sword-browed eyes suddenly filled with a chilling chill: "However, if no news comes back within a month, not only will your young barbarian master be deposed, but I will also personally lead the army northward."
, flatten the lair of the Beiyi Barbarian King!"
"Yes, yes... I will definitely bring the news, I will definitely bring it."
"Yes. There is one more thing I must tell you. A hundred of you have already been planted with a soul mark by me. This mark can last for three months without breaking away."
"If you didn't run back to deliver the news, but instead ran away privately, huh... the world is so big, and it would be difficult for you to escape from the palm of my hand!"
While the young man spoke, he also gently stroked Red Rabbit's mane.
The hundred soldiers who surrendered from the Northern Yi couldn't help but secretly swallow their saliva. The last little thought was exposed. It seemed that they could only obey obediently...
They don't have the skills to play "hide and seek" with the red-maned beast. If they are caught, they will die.
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In the next three hours, the soldiers recovered from their injuries while the Kang soldiers were responsible for cleaning the battlefield.
However, Chen Shen borrowed three "elegant rooms" in the city lord's palace to interrogate the three centurions alone.
Chen Shen first asked them to draw a map leading from Dawan City to the Royal Court of Beiyi, and then asked a dozen questions in a row, including how many remaining troops there were in Beiyi after the defeat.
This is all vital information. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you take the initiative.
Three Beiyi centurions were interrogated separately. In order to survive, no one dared to tell lies.
For every question Chen Shen had, they were like pouring beans through a bamboo tube, telling them everything they knew...