Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

Lang Jin's departure made Qiao Xin feel relieved. She was exhausted and could not keep a level six warrior.

She went to support Lang Rui. Wherever the scimitar passed, no one was alive. These people were not only traitors, but also invaders. There was no such thing as prisoners of war.

The two giant wolves fought with all their might every time, because they knew that today, they would fight to the death.

The giant wolf's fur had already been covered with a layer of red. Lang Rui was panting heavily and might fall down at any time, but the hatred in his heart supported him.

When everyone on the city wall was nervous, Qiao Xin joined the battle.

The two men cooperated well, one harassing from a distance while the other engaged in close combat. Taking advantage of the other wolf's unpreparedness, the larger wolf used its legs to kick hard at the other wolf's belly which had a big hole in it.

Lang Zhan was kicked and flew dozens of meters away, hitting the wall, his body twitching constantly. He tried to stand up, but no matter how hard he tried, it was in vain. His huge body fell down heavily with a bang, and soon he could not even maintain his beast form.

Everyone then realized that there was no good meat left on Lang Zhan's body, and there were even several large holes. The blood had dyed his fur dark red, which was caused by Lang Rui's horn.

Seeing this, the soldiers of Liangxi City knew that the situation was hopeless, so they made a feint, then tucked their tails between their legs and fled without looking back.

The army, which already had few men left, began to think of retreating the moment Lang Zhan fell. Someone was the first to desert, followed by others.

"Ah——" The wolf was leading the orcs of the patrol team to chase.

Qiao Xin helped up Lang Rui, who had turned into a human form. There was not a single piece of good flesh on his body either. He challenged and killed the opponent of a higher level, and it was not easy for him to win.

A team quickly ran out of the city, carried all the wounded in, and began to clean up the battlefield.

A stretcher came to Lang Rui, and Lang Rui waved his hand, "No, I can walk."

"Why are you walking? Lie down. If you die, I can remarry." The holes in his body were about to drain out the blood. What a show of strength! Sometimes Qiao Xin really wanted to open the skulls of these males to see what brand of paste was inside.

Lang Rui's eyes twitched. If he's alive, he's his man. If he's dead, he's his ghost. Forget it.

Lang Rui's eyes scanned Qiao Xin like a radar, and saw that she was in good spirits, but also had many wounds on her body. "You lie down first, I'll wait for the next one."

Qiao Xin rolled her eyes at him and said, "I can walk, lie down quickly and don't waste time."

Lang Rui lost too much blood and felt dizzy. He stopped trying to be brave and lay down with a cold face.

The female carrying the stretcher pursed her lips to hold back her laughter. Lang Rui simply closed his eyes and pretended not to know.

There were not enough stretchers, so carts were used. There were many carts in the tribe, and they went in and out, carrying all the wounded to the hospital.

Yes, it was a garden-style hospital, and the medical staff who had passed the exam and had only been trained for half a year were forced to take up their posts.

Qiao Xin hurriedly bandaged the wound and began to treat the injured.

Lu Yao and Qin Lan took their students to run around among the many wounded. Everyone was very grateful that they had made a lot of pills for easy storage, and now they didn't have to collect herbs to make the pills.

Those with minor injuries were bandaged with sterilized cotton cloth, and those with serious injuries were sent to the operating room. Qiao Xin was there to provide guidance throughout the entire process, dispensing spiritual spring water as if it were free, and doing her best to rescue every member of the tribe.

"Master Qiao Xin, the clan leader refused to listen and left with his men again."

Qiao Xin rushed out of the city gate, but all she saw was Lang Rui's back as he left.

As soon as Lang Zhan died, Lang Zheng led his men to chase him. As soon as Lang Rui woke up in the hospital, he immediately counted the men and went to support Lang Zheng who had not returned for a long time.

Winning the war doesn't mean the end, it's just the beginning.

Whether there is a bigger conspiracy or the enemy's stronghold, all of these are waiting to be explored.

In this battle, many patrol officers were injured or killed, and very few of them could play a leading role.

Qiao Xin wanted to stop Lang Rui and tell him not to go and to rest and recover from his injuries, but he was the city lord and the most powerful warrior of the Huaxia tribe, and he had his mission.

"Great Witch, are you okay?"

Qiao Xin knew that Lang Rui had his own mission, and she couldn't stop because she was the great witch of China.

She suppressed the tears in her eyes and said calmly, "Gather more skillful orcs to go to the hospital."