Four hundred and seventieth chapters become stronger
Some people's impatience is not because they have no confidence in themselves, but because they are too competitive.
This unusually burly commander-in-chief of the Northern Wei Dynasty was Xi Ruyu. He was as famous as Yang Dian, Xing Lian, Xi Kangsheng and others in the Northern Wei Dynasty. However, whether it was in quelling the chaos on the border of the Northern Wei Dynasty or in the previous battles with vassal reduction and some clan private armies,
The performance of the army he led was incomparable to that of the others.
For him, he was not anxious to express himself in front of other generals, nor did he need to compare with others, but Yang Dian was different.
Not only was he unable to lose to Yang Dian, the most important thing was that Yang Dian was a subordinate of Wang Yuanying of Zhongshan, but he was a general of the Murong family.
In the Northern Wei Dynasty, some officials headed by Zhongshan Wang Yuanying and Shangshu Zuochen were the pillars of the Northern Wei Dynasty. However, the two factions restrained each other in political affairs. For any powerful person, the ones who fought in the end were the royal family and some
The support of wealthy families and the control of military power.
During the battle, the two factions naturally want to firmly hold the military power, and then rely on better military exploits to climb higher and suppress the generals of the other faction.
"It's just a small town. Even if you don't issue any more military orders, I can make sure you get what you want before sunrise tomorrow."
The military advisor behind him looked at his back calmly and said softly.
Xi Ruyu smiled mockingly and said, "That's right."
Then he waved his hand.
This is a signal to his military advisor that he can do whatever he wants.
He knew very well the abilities of his military advisor.
Now that he has realized that he is too impatient and some of his actions may bring great hidden dangers to him in the future, he might as well delegate power to himself, the strategist.
The sound of orders came one after another.
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"They probably won't attack the city again in the short term."
Qi Zhuji stood on the wall. He always only regarded himself as one of the strategists of the Tiece Army, but never as one of the mighty generals of the Tiece Army. He knew that in front of people like Lin Yi and Wei Guanxing, he
You can't compare to bravery at all.
He frowned deeply, carefully watching the changes in the Northern Wei army amidst the successive military orders, and said: "They will widen and strengthen the pontoon bridge next. Lin Yi, do you want to go and rest for a while."
"I'm different from you. I don't need to meditate and practice to refine something to replenish my true energy. I just need to sleep for a while, but I'm still too energetic right now, so it shouldn't be possible to fall asleep."
What Lin Yi said is true.
His whole body was already a little sore at this time, and many of the flesh and blood meridians in his body had actually exceeded the limit they could bear. However, with the rapid flow of Qi and blood, his eyes and ears were clear at this time, but his mind was sober to the extreme. This was a difficult to use
The feeling of excitement described in words.
It is impossible for ordinary warriors and practitioners to feel this way, because the blood and energy in their bodies cannot run as crazily as he did for such a long time, otherwise their blood vessels and hearts may burst.
Except for Da Jura back then, other practitioners would not have such an experience, and he didn't know now if he really forced himself to fall asleep, whether he would suffer from the extreme weakness that followed the extreme excitement.
Instead of doing this, he might as well continue to persevere.
As long as the people from Jiange can come and strong men like Yuan Taoist exist, Zhongli City will be able to support it for a long time.
He was born as a general, and he knew very well that when marching and fighting, there was a high-ranking coach mobilizing the overall flag. As long as there was a change in one place, it might affect the overall situation.
As long as Zhongli City can hold back the opponent's army, the war between the Southern Dynasties and the Northern Wei Dynasty will undergo different changes.
Qi Zhuji would not express any opinions or suggestions at all regarding matters related to Lin Yi's practice.
He nodded and said: "Then I will go to the warehouse and look through it to see if there is any suitable medicine that can replenish the true energy."
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Lin Yi started to eat.
A Tiece Army sergeant stood by his side with great respect, using clean warm water to mix the marching rations into a paste, while the other two Tiece Army sergeants scooped water from gourds and ladles to rinse, and wiped his body with loofah tendons.
filthy.
These three Tiece Army sergeants are usually fire-headed troops. During the march, they were responsible for the food of the three hundred Tiece Army. At this time, the loofah tendon was the inner capsule of an old loofah, which was usually used to clean pots.
But when the two Tiece Army sergeants tried to wipe it with a soft cloth, they found that the blood stains could not be wiped clean at all.
Although there is no sharp weapon that can really penetrate Lin Yi's body, those arrow clusters, the enemy's swords, and the practitioner's true energy, these forces impact the blood stained on Lin Yi's body, but these colors seem to be imprinted
It reached Lin Yi's skin.
Lin Yi took off his Tianpi treasure clothes, and his upper body was bare. At this time, two Tiece Army sergeants were helping him wipe his body. He drank a lot of marching rations, but neither he nor the other sergeants were
No one found this picture incongruous.
On the contrary, looking at the various marks densely covered on his body, which were like dried blood stains deeply penetrated into his body, more respect emerged from everyone's eyes.
They could understand that Tianpi Baoyi helped this young practitioner withstand many sharp weapons, but they all knew very well that such extremely thin clothes could not block the pain caused by the power.
It was really painful at the time.
But pain often becomes a habit.
During the battle, Lin Yi felt that he had gradually become accustomed to the pain.
But now, his whole body started to itch.
It was not that it was scratched by the two Tiece Army sergeants, but it was from the depths of the flesh and blood that the power began to emerge.
The depths of the flesh and blood that had been hit hard by sharp weapons began to seem like countless ants crawling.
His body was still very hot.
Even cold water can easily form a layer of white mist.
Lin Yi took a deep breath and did not stop eating.
He could easily feel that the damaged flesh and blood was growing. Countless tiny strands of flesh and blood had been broken up and were now being twisted together again.
He didn't feel that the flesh and blood were stiff.
Scars tend to be stiffer than normal flesh.
However, those flesh and blood seem to be stronger, more elastic, and more powerful.
At this time, he suddenly thought of Ye Qingwei.
His senior sister when he was in Nantianyuan.
Of course, he had no special personal affection for Ye Qingwei, but in his free time on this bloody battlefield like purgatory, it seemed particularly easy to think of that quiet and peaceful time.
He thought of the way Ye Qingwei helped him hit when he was practicing.
He couldn't help laughing.
Such past events made people happy, and the increase in strength at this time also made him feel happy.
At this time, no one in the Northern Wei army should have thought that after such a fierce battle, he was not scarred and weak, but was getting stronger.