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Different from other people, the blood sprayed by Han Xiaodong was pale gold. If it wasn't sprayed from his own chest, he would even think that these things were some kind of solution mixed with gold powder.

Now, his identity is the king, and this spout of blood is not small!All the generals around him were startled, and Naxicuo even stepped in front of him and supported Han Xiaodong who was shaking with his hands.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Witch doctor! Where is the witch doctor?!"

Naxicuo supported Han Xiaodong to sit down with both hands, while turning his head and yelling outside. After a while, a Talke witch doctor with bone ornaments on his head hurried to Han Xiaodong's side.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Han Xiaodong felt that he was going to collapse. Even though the witch doctor did some weird checks on him, and touched him for a long time, he didn't say anything.

After some inspections, the witch doctor's expression became serious, his brows were furrowed, he hesitated to speak several times, and stomped Hu Daxi who had been watching anxiously.

"Witch doctor, you are talking. What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Naxi Cuo was eager to protect the Lord, and couldn't wait any longer. He walked up to the witch doctor, grabbed his arm and asked directly.

Among the Talks, witch doctors have a very high status, and ordinary people cannot be so rude to witch doctors.

But at this time, the king of Tarke, who is also the backbone of this battle, encountered such a worrying situation. It is no wonder that Naxicuo, who is a guard, was anxious, but his approach was still given by Hu Daxi. He scolded me.

The witch doctor didn't mean to pursue Naxicuo's disrespectful behavior. He pondered for a moment, and then said to everyone: "Your Majesty is caused by excessive energy consumption. I think it has a lot to do with today's battle."

Hearing that he finally spoke, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but among a group of reckless men, excessive energy consumption is really not a big deal.

When they usually train, some people often collapse due to exhaustion, so this news is not bad news in their opinion, and some people have even started to curl the corners of their mouths, planning to put things down.

However, what the witch doctor said next made them unable to laugh: "Your Majesty's situation is different from ordinary energy consumption. According to my experience, he should have injured his internal organs today. If we continue like this, I'm afraid... ..."

The witch doctor spoke halfway, and stopped talking. Hu Daxi couldn't bear it this time, took a step forward tentatively, and asked eagerly, "I'm afraid what?"

"I'm afraid I won't live long?" Before the witch doctor could speak, Han Xiaodong added what he was going to say later.

When the witch doctor heard what Wang said, he knew that he should have a certain understanding of his physical condition, so he didn't continue to talk, but just lowered his head slightly and stopped looking at Han Xiaodong.

The city wall suddenly became quiet, and the breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness. The blood of the day's battle hadn't dissipated completely, which made people smell very uncomfortable.

Now, Wang himself said such words, which made all the civil servants and generals present all quiet at once.

Compared with the bewilderment of others, Han Xiaodong felt much more relaxed at this moment. He looked up at the thick fog in the distance, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart. What kind of trial is this?What exactly is the correct answer?It's really unpredictable.

According to the records on the slate, the battle should have been won, but the slate did not record how he won, and Moxiu had no clue about what happened afterwards because his dream was interrupted by the queen.

However, the words of the Lord God are very clear, if he dies in this trial, then he is really dead.But the current situation is that if he wants to win this battle, he must rely on his divine power, but his divine power must overdraw his physical strength, and if his physical strength is exhausted to the end, there is only one dead end.

Calculated in this way, this is an endless loop. No matter how he thinks, Han Xiaodong has not found a way to break it.

If he gives up now, he will definitely not get the king's heart. If he wants to get the king's heart, he must risk his life. However, even if he doesn't give up, once he dies in this trial, the king Heart, definitely can't get it.

This is simply an endless loop!

What is the mentality of the person who designed this question?Is it to prevent people from getting the heart of the king?If this is the case, why did the Lord God allow himself to participate in this trial?It's a really confusing choice.

Seeing the tangled expression on their king's face, all the ministers dared not talk nonsense. They knew very well that if they wanted to win this war, the scepter in Han Xiaodong's hand was the key. Without this scepter, they would be There is no chance of winning.

But judging from the words of the witch doctor, the king may not be able to use the scepter anymore. If so, they will have to rely on themselves for tomorrow's battle.

These ministers are not stupid, although they already have the determination to die for the country.However, martyrdom is martyrdom, so what if it is martyrdom?Failure is failure, they can die, they can be martyred, if these can make their country, their king victorious, their death is worth it.

However, everyone knows in their hearts that the so-called martyrdom is just a step ahead, and there is no need to face the final shame of destroying the country!Therefore, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they are still eager to win the battle.

Because once they lose, even if the country is still there, even if the king has made arrangements in advance, even if the people behind retreat safely, life will not be easy in the future.What's more, the dignity of the Talks does not allow them to lose any more!

At this time, the sun had completely fallen below the horizon, the vast sky was pitch black, and the thick fog in the distance became blurred, and it was no longer clear during the day.

Hank officially issued a curfew order, and no one was allowed to stay on the city wall except the soldiers who were guarding the night.Surrounded by the ministers, Han Xiaodong came to rest in the palace under the city wall.

It wasn't until last night that he recognized all these ministers. Now that he was sent to the palace with all the care of these people, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

After pushing everyone away, Han Xiaodong lay alone on the bed, thinking about this seemingly unsolvable problem.

After a while, the gate of the palace opened, and he looked sideways, and it was Naxicuo who came in.Holding a golden bowl in his hand, he walked carefully to the bedside:

"Your Majesty, this is the medicine prescribed by the witch doctor. It says it can regulate your body. The witch doctor told you that you will not be able to go to the battlefield tomorrow, so please rest early after drinking the medicine! I will leave the battle to your lord Let's deal with it, the morale of the brothers has returned after today's battle, and tomorrow we will definitely teach those evil bastards a lesson!"

Han Xiaodong looked at Naxicuo's resolute face and smiled slightly. He was a little surprised to meet this guard, but he still liked this honest and honest guy very much.

As soon as he took the medicine and put it in his mouth, Han Xiaodong frowned. It smelled a hundred times worse than the traditional Chinese medicine soup outside. The milky white juice was boiled with something, and it gave off a smell. Strong sour smell.

"Can I...can I not drink it?" Han Xiaodong moved the medicine in front of him as far away as possible before he dared to speak.

Seeing his appearance, Naxicuo immediately drew out the scimitar in his hand and said loudly, "The witch doctor has an order. If you don't drink this bowl of medicine, I will die in front of you!"