Qin Shi: Beginning as the first emperor's younger brother

In order to prevent others from noticing it, he took off the armor covering his shoulders and placed it on the wound.

He didn't want to withdraw from the battle, but his consciousness became more and more blurred.

The heaviness in his head made him feel powerless and helpless.

There was no blood on the face, and both arms were trembling slightly.

Ji Mo came to his side and asked, "What's wrong?"

At this time, since Zhao Cong's wound was blocked by the shoulder armor, no abnormalities were found at the end of the season.

Hearing the other party's question, Zhao Cong cheered up and said with a smile, "I'm tired, take a break."

Hearing the sound, Ji Mo nodded and said nothing.

In the past few days, the soldiers have been too tired.

Zhao Cong leaned against the city wall alone, thinking of some conversations he had with Ying Yuan a few days ago.

Those words seemed to have extraordinary magical power, lingering in his heart.

Time passed quickly, Zhao Cong felt drowsy, but whenever he wanted to close his eyes, he would shake his head vigorously to force himself to wake up.

He seems to be unwilling to fall asleep, or in other words, if he falls asleep, he will probably...

The ground paved with bluestone slabs beside him has been stained red with blood.

It was all his blood.

The wound on the waist had not been treated kindly, so that the blood continued to flow out until it covered the entire ground red.

At this time, his face became even paler, like a ghost, lifeless at all, and he muttered something, as if he was saying something: "Master Hou... Daqin..."

Intermittent, unintelligible.

Early the next morning.

Many soldiers surrounded Zhao Cong, bowing their heads with solemn expressions.

Seeing this, Ji Mo stood in the distance and shouted loudly: "What's going on?"

No one responded.

He hurried forward and squeezed into the crowd to check.

But he saw that Zhao Cong had fallen to the ground.

He leaned down cautiously and probed the other person's breath...

After a long while, he said lightly, "Give General Zhao Cong...a lavish burial!"

Zhao Cong was unable to survive the night because of a waist injury.

This is war, even if it is as noble as Ying Yuan, sometimes it cannot be spared.

The Han army once again assembled troops to attack the city, and it was menacing.

At the end of the season, he regained his mind, as if facing a big enemy.

The [-] reinforcements from Yewang City are still traveling in the starry night.

In fact, even if the reinforcements arrived, the siege of Kuicheng would not be relieved for a while.

After all, now Kuicheng is full of enemy troops in all directions, and they have long been surrounded by them. At this moment, unless the reinforcements are large enough, the enemy can be surrounded and broken through by brute force alone. Otherwise, it will be very difficult. What time to relax.

The number of times the Korean army attacked the city became more and more frequent.

The end of the season gradually felt powerless.

At first, he felt that it was extremely difficult to lead an army to fight.

Many years ago, Lord Hou led thousands of soldiers to guard the border and did not let a child of a foreign race enter the city. One can imagine how difficult it was.

After defeating the Han army again, at the end of the season, I heard the news that the champion Hou had signs of awakening.

He was ecstatic.

If Master Hou didn't wake up, he really didn't know how to hold on to the city.

At the end of the season, he rushed to the door of the room where Ying Yuan lived, saw the doctor was diagnosing Lord Hou, so he stood outside the door patiently and waited for a while, for fear of breaking in and disturbing the doctor's diagnosis.

After the doctor left the room, Ji Mo could go up to meet him, and asked impatiently, "How is the condition of Lord Hou?"

The doctor said humbly: "Master Hou's condition has stabilized now, but when he wakes up depends on the follow-up development. The old man will go to decoct medicine for Master Hou."

Ji Mo nodded, walked into the room, came to Ying Yuan's side, and said worriedly: "Master Hou, Mo will come to see you."

Ying Yuan, who was still in a coma, seemed to have heard his voice, opened his eyes with difficulty, and moved his fingers.

His actions made the end of the season completely excited, "Master Hou, are you awake?"

Hearing the sound, Ying Yuan nodded, his pale face gradually turned rosy, he nodded with difficulty, and seemed to be saying something in his mouth, but it was hard to hear clearly at the end of the season.

"Master Hou, rest well..."

That's all he could say.

Ying Yuan regained his composure, and tried his best to ask, "How is the situation in Kuicheng now?"

Ji Mo was overjoyed, and without the slightest hesitation, he said directly, "Please rest assured, Lord Hou, the city is still alive, Lord Hou, rest well, and you will definitely guard Sunflower City in the end."

Ying Yuan slowly closed his eyes again.

He exited the house cautiously, for fear of disturbing Lord Hou's rest.

After a while, Ying Yuan who was in the room ordered the guards beside him, "Report the situation in the city to Ben Hou every two hours."

"promise."

The guard bows.

Shortly after returning to the city at the end of the season, he encountered a crazy siege by the Han army.

Although they worked together to protect Kuicheng, the number of casualties increased sharply every day, making it more difficult to defend the city.

From now on, the situation of defending the city will be reported to Ying Yuan from time to time.

After a day.