For several hours before this, Chen Jinru had been in a deep coma, but now he had woken up.
When you wake up after a long coma, there are only two possibilities, one is that it has improved, and the other is that it has worsened.
Chen Jinru undoubtedly belongs to the latter.
For practitioners of his level, when the body is seriously injured, a deep coma is like a means of self-protection, which can minimize the activities of many qi machines, just like sealing oneself in ice.
Only when such measures fail to prevent the injury from worsening will he wake up.
For ordinary people, this is the last moment, a moment of reflection.
Of course, Lin Yi knew very well how serious Chen Jinru's injury was. Even if Huang Qiutang from his army was already here, he had no confidence that Huang Qiutang would be able to cure Chen Jinru.
It was just a hope that a cure was possible.
But as time goes by, this hope becomes increasingly slim.
However, Lin Yi did not expect Li Wenzhao to have such a reaction.
"Why can't it be me? The general will inevitably die in battle, and anyone may end up like this." Chen Jinru's body was weightless, leaning against the soft cushions in the carriage. It was obviously very hot, but there was nothing on his body.
His head was hanging softly due to sweat, and he had no strength to lift it up, but his voice was still very clear.
Although he did not raise his head, he already knew who the young general standing in front of him was holding two cloth bags.
"Li Wenzhao, you are still here guarding this city, especially since you are in Lan Huaigong's department... You really did not disappoint me."
When Li Wenzhao heard Chen Jinru shouting his name, his body trembled and he couldn't help himself. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.
He had only met Chen Jinru once many years ago, but it was that time that Chen Jinru recommended him to practice at Bailu Academy, and then he, as a practitioner, moved to the frontier army.
Without Chen Jinru's recommendation, he would never have become the general he is now.
Looking at Li Wenzhao's expression at this time, Lin Yi knew that Chen Jinru must be kind to him, so he said softly: "Since we are old acquaintances, don't waste time and let him see if there is any magic medicine available."
Hearing Lin Yi's words, Li Wenzhao almost shed tears. He quickly lowered his head, held his breath, stepped forward, handed the two cloth packages to Chen Jinru, and then opened them.
The medicinal fragrance overflows.
However, Lin Yi turned her head, not wanting to see Chen Jinru selecting these elixirs.
He doesn't have much research on pharmacology, but he knows very well that the more useful elixirs are to practitioners, the more they will be preserved in the most appropriate way to prevent the loss of the spiritual energy and medicinal power contained in them.
Most of the elixirs contained in these two cloth packages were simply dried and sealed in clay pots. This was only the crudest method of preserving elixirs.
I'm afraid it would be difficult for the elixir treated with this crudest method to have any effect on Chen Jinru now.
Chen Jinru still didn't raise his head.
But he stretched out his hand, took two plants from the medicine in front of him, put them into his mouth and chewed them slowly.
Just as Lin Yi thought, all the drugs in front of him were not of much use to him, but he understood that it would at least make others feel better.
The summer sun is a bit dazzling.
From a distance, Lin Yi saw Qi Zhuji standing on the north wall, waiting for him.
Qi Zhuji stood at the edge of the wall against the city. In front of him, on the wall of the city wall, there were many purple-black traces, which connected from the upper end of the city wall to the ground.
These are layers of dried blood.
Looking at the traces of blood spreading from the top of the city wall, Lin Yi's face gradually became serious. He could imagine how tragic the battle that took place here last night was. For the first time, he was no longer in the mood to argue with Qi Zhuji.
It's just that the battle was more tragic than he imagined.
He went up to the north wall and looked at the pontoons extending from the small islands in the Huai River to the pontoon under the north wall. He looked at the corpses tumbling in the filthy water, and looked at the exhausted Nanchao and Nanchao people who didn't even want to stand up.
The Northern Wei sergeant's breathing became even heavier.
Qi Zhuji was also completely silent from before.
Waiting until Lin Yi saw the situation of the Wei army on the water clearly, he briefly described the battle last night in the simplest terms, and also talked about the casualties of the young practitioners of the Tie Ce Army.
"Chen Jinru is no longer alive. There is a priest from the palace in the carriage, but the injury is not serious. He cannot fight for a long time." Lin Yi also told him briefly what happened in the city and along the way, and then
Asked: "What about you?"
"There is not much real energy left, so I can only scare ordinary people." Qi Zhuji said softly with an expressionless face: "Before you came, Mr. Chen Da had already asked me to leave, and he couldn't do it himself. No one can protect him now.
To be able to protect me, you don’t even need a cultivator of the Chengtian Realm. Any practitioner who comes close to the Chengtian Realm should be able to kill me."
The two stopped talking and fell silent.
They are all extremely smart people, but now in this city, on this wall, no matter how smart they are, they can only fight to the death like ordinary people.
…
There were some strange sounds on the southern city wall.
Lin Yi and Qi Zhuji, who stood side by side in silence for a long time, turned around. Soon after, the sound of arrows piercing the air continued to sound, and military information was transmitted very quickly from the south wall in the form of arrow-bound letters.
"What reinforcements have arrived?"
When the sounding arrow landed under the wall, Qi Zhuji shouted directly at the wall after hearing some sounds from below.
"It's the chief general of Tao Ren City, Jin Dong, and some of the remnants of the army that were killed in Tao Ren City, about 400 people."
Wang Chaozong's voice rang out. After saying this, the general who had not formally met with Lin Yi after Lin Yi's arrival quickly walked up the north wall and arrived in front of the two of them, but his expression showed no joy:
"Jin Dong is a practitioner of the spiritual realm, but he is also seriously injured and unconscious now."
Lin Yi already knew from Qi Zhuji's brief description that Wang Chaozong had launched a rebellion before Qi Zhuji arrived. He bowed to the young general who was not many years older than him, but he tolerated it.
He couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Mr. Chen Da, Chen Jinru, plus Jin Dong, there are now three practitioners of the spiritual realm who are seriously injured and difficult to treat in this city. In terms of importance, the significance of three spiritual realm practitioners is probably equivalent to a fortress.
Not to mention the seriously injured diesel salt.
"Who would have thought that by such a coincidence, a dying spiritual practitioner like this would be sent to Zhongli City. If I could have known it earlier, I would have sent several doctors from the palace first." Qi Zhuji laughed at herself.
Smile.
Everyone hopes so, but no one can predict the secret.
So this is just nonsense out of frustration.
The sky in the north became overcast.
It seems like thick dark clouds.
Then his already gloomy face became even gloomier.
Most of the Southern Dynasty sergeants on the north wall also had a look of despair in their eyes.
Because those are not dark clouds, but dust raised in the fields.
"At least thirty thousand."
Lin Yi took a deep breath, straightened his body hard, looked hard, and then looked at the Northern Wei army that was pouring out from the limit of his field of vision. He slowly and softly said: "And it should only be the vanguard.