After exhausting myself to death

Shen Minghuan met Yu Wenshan and others and heard that Xie Zhifei had been out of contact for three days.

Xie Zhifei always finds an opportunity to spread the news. Even if he is tripped up by something, he will at least do something to show that he is safe. They send letters once every seven days, and it was time to send letters again three days ago, but Yuwenshan couldn't wait for news about Xie Zhifei for a long time.

So if we consider the worst possibility, it will take nearly ten days for Xie Zhifei to have an accident.

In ten days, enough grass has grown on the grave.

Yuwenshan was worried and anxious, but he did not dare to act rashly. He only sent spies into Jindu, even if they just knew Xie Zhifei's current situation.

It's just that the time he discovered it was too short. Although the spies were successfully sent in, they didn't have time to find an opportunity to spread the news.

Yuwenshan swore that he had never felt that his gentle and kind-hearted young master was so scary.

Shen Minghuan obviously just said "I understand" in a calm tone, and his expression did not change much, but he felt an inexplicable coldness.

After Shen Minghuan finished speaking, he took over the army and launched a general offensive without hesitation.

Yuwenshan was startled: "Your Majesty, but Mr. Xie..."

Shen Minghuan said lightly: "I believe him."

I believe that the young man who escaped eight times when he was a slave will not die so easily. I believe that the man will wait for him to come no matter what.

And since he is here, he should find his left prime minister as soon as possible and not let that person suffer any more torture.

*

Xie Zhifei felt vaguely uneasy.

This was wrong. He had been in the moment of life and death many times before, but he had never been so frightened that even his breathing was stagnant.

Before he could figure out what was going on with the Emperor Shuaiqi in the Dayong Army, whether Shen Minghuan had really come to the front line in person, and where he was now... the door was pushed open again.

Liang Da grabbed Xie Zhifei's collar fiercely, dragged the man up and up the city wall roughly.

Xie Zhifei's blood flowed all over the steps. He was weakly pressed against the crenellation of the city wall, half of his body leaning out.

He managed to open his eyes and saw the big flag embroidered with the word "Yong" flapping in the wind, and the army approaching the city.

Next to the big flag, there is a flag in the shape of a golden dragon, with the dragon's tail rolling and swinging in mid-air - that is the emperor's guard of honor.

Liang Da held Xie Zhifei down with one hand and held a knife in the other. He looked crazy and shouted loudly to the people below: "Yuwenshan, if you dare to go further, I will throw this man down and use his bones to pave the way for you."

Still feeling unsafe, he pulled Xie Zhifei up by his hair and threatened him viciously in his ear like a poisonous snake: "Great Military Advisor, you are so smart, you don't need me to teach you what to say, right?"

Biological tears oozed from the corners of Xie Zhifei's eyes. He coughed twice and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

——A white figure appeared in front of the army.

——That man was extremely conspicuous in the dark army. He wore no armor and a wide crane cloak. Even the horse he rode was white. He looked like a frail scholar. The three famous generals clustered around him in an obvious protective posture.

——That is Your Majesty.

Zhou He who was at the corner of the city wall also saw it.

He had never met Shen Minghuan and had only exchanged letters in the past, but this did not prevent him from recognizing that person at a glance. It has nothing to do with clothing, treatment or anything else, because that person is a young master, which is enough to be conspicuous.

"Boss." The brother next to him called him timidly, and Zhou He lowered his eyes.

If you recognize it, what can you do?

A year ago, I never imagined that they would one day become enemies.

Xie Zhifei's eyelashes trembled, and he suddenly felt at a loss in his heart. He didn't want Shen Minghuan to see him in this embarrassing state again, and he didn't want to be incompetently controlled by the enemy and become a pawn that threatened that person.

Xie Zhifei's voice was hoarse, and he clearly didn't have much strength, but the voice he made was not much lower than Liang Da just now: "General, don't worry about me, I will die without regret..."

"You bastard!" Before he could finish his words, Liang Da gritted his teeth and pushed him back again. He hit his forehead hard on the city wall, leaving a bloody mark.

Zhou He couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

He thought that if the young master asked him to let him go, he would do this last thing for the young master.

"Your Majesty." Yuwenshan's horses seemed to feel their master's anxious mood and paced uneasily.

Shen Minghuan's eyes were dark, and he stretched out his hand: "Bow."

The soldier didn't realize it, but when he reacted, he found that he had instinctively obeyed the order and handed the bow and arrow in his hand to Shen Minghuan.

Nie Shiyun looked in shock at Shen Minghuan, who had the impression that he had no strength to tie a chicken, was weak and thin, nocked an arrow and opened his bow, "Your Majesty?!"

He remembers that the bows and arrows in the army are very heavy, right? And it’s very difficult to pull it apart. How could His Majesty do it so easily and so skillfully?

Liang Da sneered, not afraid.

No arrow can hit the high walls of Dajin Capital City.

Shen Minghuan let go of his hand.

The arrow passed through the long wind, grazed Xie Zhifei's hair, and plunged straight into Liang Da's heart.

The force even drove Liang Da to take two steps back before losing his voice. Liang Da fell down with his eyes wide open, as if he still couldn't believe his death.

Dajun: "???"

Dajun: "!!!"

The noise of the horses' hooves seemed to be silent for a moment, and the Jin soldiers on the city wall retreated frantically, fearing that they would be misunderstood if they got closer to Xie Zhifei.

As soon as they retreated, Zhou He, who had just stepped forward, stood out from the crowd.

Shen Minghuan bent the bow again without hesitation, pointing the arrow tip directly at Zhou He.

Zhou He was silent and finally took a few steps back.

He raised his eyes and looked at the man's brows, which were particularly cold in the wind, and suddenly felt very confused.

How did it get to this point? He originally thought that he should be standing in the position of Yuwen Mountain.

A year ago, he never expected that one day the man would aim an arrow at his heart.

Simply because he was afraid that he would hurt a slave he bought.

Just a slave...

Zhou He smiled bitterly, but in the beginning, what was the difference between him and the slave?

Shen Minghuan protected each other with his bow and said: "Yu Wenshan, Nie Shiyun."

"Yes!" The two men responded excitedly, leading the army to attack the city.

All the generals in the city were dead, and even the emperor was under house arrest during the mutiny. The army had long lost its fighting spirit, and the last city gate opened with almost a push.

Shen Minghuan waited until Yuwen Mountain reached the city wall and watched him help Xie Zhifei down before he returned the bow and arrow to the soldiers around him.

He did not stay to wait for the result, but turned his horse around and returned to the camp.

After he arrived, Sui Qing took on the role of guard again, accompanying him everywhere and never leaving.

Sui Qing helped him dismount. As soon as Shen Minghuan stood firm, he lowered his head and vomited blood under the cover of the crane cloak.

He could not show weakness in front of the army, otherwise the morale of the army would be shaken, and Yu Wenshan and Nie Shiyun would not be able to fight with confidence.

"Your Majesty!" Suiqing looked panicked.

Shen Minghuan wiped the blood from his lips slowly, "I'm fine, don't make any noise."

"I have the final say whether anything happens."

Doctor He in the tent heard the sound and came out to pick up the person. He happened to see the bright red color. He snorted coldly, took Shen Minghuan from Sui Qing's hand, and helped the person into the tent.

It is hard to believe that Sui Qing, who is highly skilled in martial arts, would be pushed to the point of being unable to stand by Dr. He.

He staggered a few steps, intending to follow in, but almost fell down as soon as he lifted his feet. Only then did I realize that my legs had completely lost their strength and were getting weak from time to time.

*

Shen Minghuan fell asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed. Perhaps coma is a more appropriate description.

But within half an hour he opened his eyes, and it was as if he could grasp the time even in his sleep.

Shen Minghuan felt his physical condition and didn't think there was anything wrong. He opened the quilt and prepared to get up.

Doctor He, who was watching his movements from the side, said quietly: "Your Majesty, I don't think you can get out of bed and move around now."

It's "Your Majesty" again, it's "Minister" again, and it's an honorific. Shen Minghuan felt something was wrong.

He smiled flatteringly: "Doctor He, I'm really fine. It feels much better to spit out the blood."

"I can't believe your majesty's statement that everything is fine." Doctor He was also puzzled: "Don't you feel any pain?"

From the pulse condition he saw, the man's body was deteriorating rapidly, and his internal organs were beginning to experience varying degrees of decay and disease. Even if he increased the dosage of Ma Fei Powder, it might not be possible to avoid all of it.

It would be an unbearable torture for anyone. How could Shen Minghuan be like a normal person? Not only did he look normal, he could even get up?

Shen Minghuan blinked, "Is it serious?"

Doctor He turned around and cleaned up the messy silver needles on the table: "As long as your Majesty cooperates with the doctor's instructions, there is still hope for a long life."

He said calmly, but his fingertips were trembling slightly.

Shen Minghuan smiled and said, "That's great, Doctor He. I'll say the same to others when I see you later, especially Zizheng. Don't reveal your secret."

He saw through Dr. He's white lies and accepted the kindness, but he didn't need such care. He felt that people other than him did.

Dr. He reluctantly put away the medicine box with trembling hands, "Your Majesty, I am not good at medicine. Please issue an order to summon famous doctors from all over the world."

Reason told him that there was probably no hope, but he still wanted to fight for a chance.

What if there really is a miracle doctor in the world who has the flesh and bones of the living dead?

What if there really is a magic medicine in this world that can cure all diseases and make people immortal?

Shen Minghuan pretended to be displeased: "What nonsense are you talking about? If Dr. He is not good at medicine, there will be no one in the world who can do it."

He did not respond to the second part of the sentence where he ordered a famous doctor to be invited.

Shen Minghuan saw that Doctor He was alone and depressed, so he probably couldn't care about him, so he got up furtively.

He thought for a moment, added an extra coat to himself, and put on the thick crane cloak honestly.

Shen Minghuan thought it was enough, but any more would be an exaggeration.

He slowly opened the tent. Doctor He sighed deeply and had no choice but to follow.

Sui Qing was guarding him in front of his tent, his expressionless face showing a vigilance as if facing a formidable enemy.

Yuwenshan and Nie Shiyun squatted not far away, poking at the weeds on the ground boredly.

When they heard the sound, they all turned their heads: "Your Majesty!"

Shen Minghuan rubbed his ears, "Where is Zizheng?"

Yu Wenshan pointed to a tent next door, and then complained aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, Sui Qing won't let us in."

"Suiqing did the right thing. I'm resting. Do you still want to come in and disturb me?" Shen Minghuan walked to the tent next door, not forgetting to talk casually.

Nie Shiyun protested: "We will not disturb His Majesty."

Although it feels strange to rest so early in the morning, this is Your Majesty, and whatever Your Majesty does is right.