MTL - Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’-Chapter 733 Victory, Jingxuan fell!

The Tianmenguan war, which lasted for one day and one night, the soldiers of Qingxi and West were prepared before the expedition. Everyone had dry food on their body. Can also chew two dry food to eat, how much to add some physical strength, and the soldiers of the East China is miserable, mad slashing all day, fatigue into the night and hungry, even the arms can not resist, the battle continued until the next day The dawn is over. As Ling Jingxuan expected, there is no suspense. The Dongguo army swears to death under the leadership of Zhou Sheng. The last soldier did not surrender. The 700,000 troops in the city removed the protection of Qilian City and assisted the evacuation of the people. Soldiers, the rest are all killed!

The casualties of the coalition forces in Qinghai and Xi'an are not small. The rough statistics are at least 200,000. The feeling of Zhou Sheng is also a man. Yan Ruirui ordered him to be buried. At the end of the war, the surviving soldiers stood near the heap. The corpses in the gates of the Tianmen Gate screamed and cheered. Almost everyone shed tears of excitement and trembling. Many people stood still and couldn’t lift their hands. They helped each other in groups of three and three, and they shed tears with everyone. Celebrate this hard-won victory.

The two armies, Yan Yanrui, and the squadrons of the two men smashed their hands. They did it. Although the casualties were heavy, they broke the first line of defense that the East called the copper wall and made the most favorable start for the East.

"Congratulations"

"Jing Xuan!"

"master!"

What they didn't know was that although Ling Jingxuan didn't go to the battlefield, he waited for a whole night outside the city, and waited there all the time. When he heard the cheers from the city, Ling Jingxuan took the lips and congratulated the sound. At the same time, he went down with the whole person. Xue Wuyang Qin Muyan and others glimpsed and quickly flew in the past to catch the body he slipped.

However, with the beast of a beast, everyone only felt the faint light tail flashing in front of him. The next second, the tiger brother was already on the ground, and the body of Ling Jingxuan fell on his back, and everyone rushed to the ground. In the past, they were surrounded by them: "Jing Xuan, are you okay? I’m hot, you haven’t slept for a night and have been chilly, **** it, you shouldn’t have been there last night.”

Xue Wuyang reached out and touched his head. His face changed dramatically. They didn't persuade him to go back to rest early last night. Even the Xiaowen Iron Wagons had been there. Can Ling Jingxuan not want to do anything, who can barely get it? Almost in a few words, he sent them all out, the children did not swear, and finally only sent him a warm cloak, the late night at the end of March is still very cold, he is still sick after all, Xue Wuyang is blaming again Uncomfortable, if he can be tougher, Jing Xuan will not fall.

Next to Sikong, he reached over his shoulder and comforted him silently. Ling Jingxuan was not waiting for the victory of the war, but just Yan Ruirui. In that case, no one could persuade him, the children. It is because knowing this will not return. The feelings of Yan Ruirui Ling Jingxuan seem to be inconspicuous. In fact, they love each other more than anyone else.

"It's okay, just catch a cold, just take two pills."

The short-lost loss of mysterious and fascinating recovery, Ling Jingxuan gimmicks, did not put a small cold on the heart, after taking out a pill into the mouth, reached out and patted the tiger brother: "Thank the tiger brother, take I will go back, I can't let Rui Rui see me like this, he will worry."

When he said those words, Ling Jingxuan was kneeling on his back, his cheeks were directly attached to his fur, and his eyes were closed when he looked at him. He was too tired during this time.

"Sikong Guozhu, Xihou, please don't let the prince know that the master is fainting. Let's leave."

The brush slammed his cloak over the body of the master, and Li Ruhong slammed his fist against Sikongfufu. Like Yan Yi, they were the shadow guards of Yan Ruirui. All of them were preceded by Yan Ruirui. They were the masters and everything else. Taking the will of the master as a priority, since the master wants to let the king know, they will naturally strictly follow.

"Not only is it cold, he hasn't slept for a few days?"

Watching the Thunder team carefully guarding the figure left by Ling Jingxuan, Xue Wuyang muttered to himself, but everyone who is martial arts is proficient in a little bit of ambiguity. He just touched the pulse of Ling Jingxuan and found his pulse. The long and weak, obviously the pulse of extreme exhaustion, I have never heard of any ills, and the only thing that can cause this kind of pulse is the transitional labor.

"Victory looks easy. In fact, there is no victory for no reason. We only see his calm and confident, but can't see his efforts to achieve his goal."

Raising his hand and holding his shoulder, Sikong looked with him and watched their disappearing figure. After a day and night, they won the victory. The opponent is still a powerful East China. No matter how bad their casualties are, it is unimaginable. However, the facts are in front of them, they did, and the key to their success lies in his rapid and thundering ruin, destroying the towering city of Tianmenguan and indirectly destroying the unshakable victory of the soldiers of the East. Determined, although he has never been in the battlefield, half of today's victory is his credit. In the so-called strategizing, the victory is thousands of miles away. Should he say that he is like this?

"Hey, in our lifetime, don't fight with Qingguo. I don't want to see Jingxuan being so tired again."

The head leaned gently on his shoulder. Xue Wuyang said sincerely that in his life, except for the three brothers, there are basically no friends. Ling Jingxuan can be said to be the only one, but they belong to different countries and are enough. People who represent their own country sometimes have to do drama for the benefit of the country, but this does not affect their friendship. After a long time, he can’t control it, at least when they are alive, he never wants to see it again. This kind of battle today.

"Do you think that I did not care about the willingness to join hands with Qingguo?"

Looking down at him, Sikong’s mind clearly shows what Ling Jingxuan said on the day. As long as they take the initiative to provoke the war, in his lifetime, he will not let the soldiers of Qingguo set foot on their land, perhaps at the beginning he is In order to dance the yang and the hustle and bustle, I don't want them to choose the green country, but that is definitely not the only reason. He knows better than anyone else. He values ​​Ling Jingxuan's promise and his relationship with Yan Ruirui.

"Thank you, hey!"

Stretching his hand to hug his waist, Xue Wuyang closed his eyes slightly, this is enough, as their descendants will not be as friendly as they are, they can't manage that much.

The two countries’ wars fought one day and one night, and the soldiers who were so tired that they couldn’t even go back. Yan Yirui’s squadron also ordered the reserve soldiers to find the carts that transported the grain. One car pulled them back. As for the battlefield’s work, Naturally, it also fell on the reserve soldiers. When the soldiers returned to the camp and hurriedly filled their stomachs, they slumbered and went to sleep. It is estimated that they are slashing people in their sleep, and the dreams of shouting and killing are heard from time to time in the tent. !

"How about Shanzi? Is he okay?"

In the account of the coach, Ling Jingxuan, who won the victory but fell ill, thought that it would be good to take a pill and sleep soon. But he slept for a whole day and night without waking up. After being squatted, Yan Ruirui finally noticed that something was wrong. Child, I quickly found Shanzi from the military hospital. At this moment, all the people related to Ling Jingxuan are gathered in the tent. "Nothing. Master's body is too serious because of his early losses. He can't be too tired during the week and can't transition to hunger. Otherwise, once it falls, the recovery time required is many times that of others. I gave him two needles and then took two medications. It should be no problem if I retired."

Pulling out the silver needle inserted in the sleepy Ling Jingxuan, Shanzi carefully helped him to cover the quilt, and did not forget to lick the corners of the quilt before he went to the small table outside, and wrote a string of densely packed The prescription was given to Ling Yun: "There are too many injuries in the military hospital, but the doctors are too busy. Lingyun, Master's medicine will bother you."

God knows how shocked he was when he heard that Master fell. He had to give a soldier an operation. He thought he was handed over to a medical child. In his mind, Master is more than his parents. Important, no one can compare his life to his life until he is ruined. It is certain that he is only cold, but he is really relieved after he is too sleepy because his body is too bad.

Lingyun took a tearful look at the master lying on the bed, took the prescription and turned it out, and Yan Si did not worry about chasing it out. No one knows better than him. Wang Hao has multiple positions in his wife’s mind. In the metaphor of the point, if the king asked Lingyun to stay away from him, I am afraid that she would not wrinkle her brows. Their kind-hearted servant friendship is like they are like the prince. Now Wang Hao is lying weakly. On the bed, he was really afraid that Wang Hao had not woken up yet, and Ling Yun fell down first.

"What are you doing with a small group?"

Everyone was listening to Zhao Shan’s condition of Ling Jingxuan. When they looked back, they found that the small group actually took off their shoes while sitting on the bed. After finishing the matter, they even took off their coats. Yan Ruirui could not help but frown and walked away. It’s a matter of course to say: “I want to sleep with my sister. When people are sick, they are holding me to sleep. I want to hold someone else.”

After the speech, the little scorpion that had left the trousers and trousers turned and squatted on the bed and climbed to the bed. Yan Ruirui did not put a good hand on his back collar and brought him to his arms. The small group was dissatisfied with the martyrdom. "Do you want to sleep with your father? Let me go to sleep, let me go!"

"Snapped!"

"do not move!"

Yan Ruirui raised his hand and slaps on his butt, turns and holds him away from the bed, and also makes him unexpectedly surprised. A cold sweaty Ling Wentie baby quickly bends over and picks up his clothes off the floor. His mouth is full of protests and his father is taking care of him. He just wants to accompany him to sleep. Why not? The father is necrotic, and he hates his father most!

"Well, don't show this expression, the cold is contagious, especially the children are most likely to be infected. If you are sick, then you can talk about it. What you need most now is rest, don't quarrel you." Let the second brother take you to wear clothes."

Yan Ruirui said that he would be sent to Ling Wen. In the past, if he showed this expression, he would definitely feel bad and could not surrender, but he would surrender directly. But now, he is only full of eyes to remember Ling Jingxuan, just want to drive away everyone. Quietly accompanying him.

"But people are also worried about embarrassment, father"

"Well, don't call the father again, the little corps, now the most needed here is quiet, count the second brother beg you, don't quarrel again? We are all worried, I am afraid that there is anything in the event."

Seeing that he still refused to give up, Ling Wen was helplessly holding him and went out. They all knew that the small group was only worried about what he could know, but he really didn’t need it now. He is also tired. He knows that the father only wants to be alone with him. Usually he is all of them. At least this moment, the father and the king must hope that he belongs to him alone.

"Since Jing Xuan is fine, we also go out first. He wakes up and remembers to inform us."

Upon seeing it, Xue Wuyang also stood up with Si Kongyu. Others successively made excuses to retreat. Yan Ruirui never greeted them. After only two of them were left in the handsome account, Yan Ruirui walked over and sat on the bedside. The right hand carefully touched his pale cheeks because of illness, and the deep peach eyes were filled with deep distress and self-blame. Everything he knew, he should not leave him, let him wait outside alone for a night, His heart, he is not worried about victory and defeat, should he only be him?

"Jing Xuan, hurry up and open your eyes, I don't like you to be so dead."

Leaning down on his lips and gently kissing, never knowing what the crying of Yan Yurui's eyes dripped a drop of teardrops, dripping directly on Ling Jingxuan's closed eyelids, immersed in his eyes a little, mixed with him.