My Space Door

Wu Fan also looked at Master Willy with glowing eyes. He had only seen Forbidden Curse in novels before, which was quite terrifying. One person can destroy one city. Now, this super ninth-level magic is almost the same. One person can destroy ten magic spells. An army of tens of thousands is terrifying!

Some people may say that it is better to destroy a city by one person, but Wu Fan doesn't think so. When a city is destroyed, most of the people in the city are ordinary people, and the ones who are destroyed on the other side are the orc army, and there are no seventh or eighth ranks among them. There are many professionals in the fifth and sixth levels, and the rest are all professionals. The combat power of the orc army is not weak, and those who can join the orc army cannot be weak.

Killing hundreds of thousands of professionals and killing hundreds of thousands of ordinary people are two different concepts.

Master Willy looked at the orcs going away, and said a little tiredly: Oh, I didn't expect the orcs to be so smart. Most of the dead were ordinary troops, and their real elites didn't show up at all.

Master, don't worry. Although they didn't kill their elites, they did destroy their morale. Besides, they should feel sorry for the hundreds of thousands who died. They don't have many real elites. They want to organize an attack again. City, we have to wait for a while to go, and our reinforcements should arrive by then. The head of the Tiger Army said with a relaxed expression on his tired face.

Well, let's go back and have a rest. We still have to rely on your Tiger Legion to defend the city. Let me know if there is anything to do. Master Willie said to the officer, and then walked down the city wall.

When passing by Wu Fan, he said to him: You stay here and help them heal their injuries.

Okay, Master! Wu Fan replied respectfully.

Disciple of Master Willie! Everyone showed envious eyes. Master Willy has been famous for hundreds of years, and this is the first time he has accepted a disciple. I wonder what is so special about this young magician?

Some people have seen Wu Fan kill the enemy just now, the magic is instant and powerful, and some people understand why Master Willy accepted him as his apprentice.

In wars, especially in the magic world, cold weapon wars are very cruel. Today, more than a thousand people died in battle, more than 50,000 were injured, and eight or nine thousand were seriously injured.

Let’s not talk about minor injuries, each has its own treatment method, those who have money will prepare healing potions, those who have no money, especially experienced mercenaries, will also prepare herbal medicine, apply it on the wound, and bandage it. When it's over, if you don't have both, you can only wrap it up hastily. People in the magical world have strong vitality, and it will be fine after a while.

Seriously injured people have nothing to do. If there is no healing potion and field priest, just a little herbal medicine will not be able to cure them, and just bandaging is resigned to fate.

Magic potions are too expensive for ordinary soldiers to afford, and only a few officers prepare them for themselves.

The rest of the wounded can only look at the field priests. The statement of the field priests continues the statement of the Guangming Empire. Who has the most priests and the most advanced and comprehensive light magic.

According to Wu Fan, it should be called a field doctor!

No matter what it was called, in the end it was to help the wounded and heal the sick. The matter of moving the wounded did not need to be taken care of by noble field priests like them. They just had to wait at the place prepared by the Tiger Legion.

While waiting, listening to the members of the Tiger Legion talking about the deeds of their legion, Wu Fan also had an understanding of the Tiger Legion.

The Tiger Legion is stationed at the northwest border of the empire, mainly defending against the orcs in the north and the monsters in the boundless forest. There are a total of 200,000 soldiers. The soldiers of the Tiger Legion are all professionals. Of course, 90% of them are second-level professionals. Those who were unable to enter the Tiger Legion, there were too few those above the third rank, and most of them were officers and the like.

And the person Master Willy called Little Tiger turned out to be the head of the Tiger Legion, the ninth-level sword master Tiger. He is over a hundred years old this year, and he looks like he is only in his forties.

Regardless of whether he is over a hundred years old, or he is a legion master, or a sword master, he really can only be a little boy in front of Willy Kenright, who has already touched the god level and is hundreds of years old. tiger'.

In front of Master Willy, 'Tiger' is just a little tiger, but in front of others, he is only the powerful and domineering 'King of Beasts'. The people of the legion have great confidence.

His staff officers began to clean the battlefield. Although the city wall was already scorched, when the temperature dropped, they still had to go and see if the orcs had left anything good.

Or see if there are any orcs who are still alive, some orcs can escape from the powerful magic, and there are no dead orcs, just injured orcs, they need to catch or kill.

What's more, the city walls need to be tidied up, the corpses of orcs and comrades in arms need to be cleaned up, and the damaged city walls also need to be repaired, so as not to cause trouble when the walls collapse when the enemy comes next time.

The last thing is to collect the wounded. Do not come if you are slightly injured. Just find a place to bandage yourself. The wounded mentioned here are all seriously wounded.

In addition, after a battle, a lot of statistics need to be counted. How many enemies were killed? How much self damage? How many military functions do they have? Lost property, etc.?

In a market more than 100 meters away from the North City Gate, there is a relatively spacious small square. This is the place where mercenaries and adventurers usually sell their things. At this time, it was requisitioned as a field hospital.

The treatment of field priests is really good. A temporary field hospital was set up, and a few shops in the market were specially vacated and arranged for the rest of the field priests. Wu Fan was also assigned to a rest room and specially assigned Two sixth-level swordsmen acted as bodyguards to ensure the safety of the field priest.

The two bodyguards are elite non-commissioned officers of the Flying Tiger Battalion of the Tiger Legion. The one with a large shield and a one-handed long sword is called Shi Shan. His main function is to defend and serve as a meat shield for his teammates.

The other one is said to be a swordsman but uses a long spear that is rarely seen in the wizarding world. The long spear is more than two meters long. He also carries two gun barrels of about one meter on his back. Mi Changqiang, I heard that he can only attack. In addition to attacking, he is also attacking. His attacking power is terrifying! This guy is very cool, his name is related to the gun, called Gun Soul, he said that he is the soul of the gun, and when he is one with the gun, he succeeds.

It's a pity that the two swordsman bodyguards assigned to Wu Fan were both men. If only the two bodyguards with Mei Lan were women, they would be good-looking beauties.

Don't think too much, it would be bad if Goddess Mei Lan misunderstood her as a pervert. Seeing Mei Lan sitting quietly in the lounge with her eyes closed and recovering her magic power, Wu Fan couldn't help feeling powerless.

Mei Lan doesn't give people a cold feeling, but she always has an aura that rejects people thousands of miles away, which makes Wu Fan feel extremely frustrated because she can't find a chance to strike up a conversation.

Seeing that everyone was resting and recovering their magic power, Wu Fan stared at the 'goddess' alone. Many bodyguards and swordsmen looked at him strangely. Feeling a little fever on his face, he went back to his lounge in embarrassment and closed his eyes to rest.

Ouch……

It hurts... Take it easy...

Why……

Countless seriously wounded were brought in, and the originally quiet field hospital was immediately filled with the cries of pain and screams of the wounded. Wu Fan, who didn't consume any mana in the first place, naturally heard it too.

Now that he has become a field doctor, how can he watch the soldiers suffer? Walking out of the waiting room, I saw that dozens of seriously injured soldiers had already been brought to the square.

Walking over, I saw that the wounds of these wounded soldiers were simply cleaned by comrades in arms, and the wounds were exposed. This is for the convenience of treatment, and there must be no foreign objects in the wounds.

Seeing Wu Fan wearing a magic robe approaching, the wounded soldiers all looked at him expectantly, Wu Fan suddenly felt that he had a heavy responsibility, they were all injured for the human race.

Needless to say, he threw a healing spell at the seriously injured person closest to him. Five minutes later, the seriously injured person's wound healed and he was no longer in pain**. He still had some light elements in his body. No trace of injury could be seen, and Wu Fan felt very satisfied when he saw the soldiers looking over. It turned out that this was the feeling of saving lives and healing the wounded.

What's wrong? Looking at the wounded who are being carried in continuously, but you are the only one who treats them? Others didn't move, what does that mean?

Don't waste magic power. The 'Goddess' Mei Lan came to Wu Fan's side at some point, and said calmly.

What do you mean? Wu Fan was annoyed for a while, was it a mistake to treat the wounded himself? Although she is the 'goddess' in her heart, she can't say that about herself! It simply destroyed her image in my heart.

Mei Lan gave Wu Fan a strange look, and said, There are more than 9,000 seriously injured people, and we only have a dozen or so bright magicians. How long will it take for you to heal them one by one?

Uh... Wu Fan was so choked that he couldn't speak, he really didn't think of this question.

Mei Lan said again: I am a sky mage, you are a high-level mage, there are five intermediate mages, and eight junior mages. We are too few people. We must use every bit of magic power reasonably to reduce the number of deaths.

At this moment, Wu Fan was so ashamed that he wanted to dig into the ground. It turned out that they didn't want to prevent him from healing, but to use his magic power reasonably.

And the way those soldiers looked at me just now might not be grateful, but strange about their behavior! It turns out that I am a guy who doesn't understand anything in the eyes of others!

There are almost a hundred wounded here, you can treat them with the fourth-level magic 'Rain of Light'. Mei Lan said to Wu Fan.

Rain of Light? The healing effect of this magic is too poor, it is impossible to cure them all? Wu Fan looked at Mei Lan in doubt and raised his own question.

Rain of Light is a magic that can be attacked and healed. If it is an enemy, the rain of light in the rain of light is a good medicine to heal the wound; if it is against the enemy, the rain of light in the rain of light is the rain of arrows for attack.

If this magic is used against undead, it is definitely a big killer, but if it is used against humans, the attack power is too weak, and the healing effect is not strong. It can be said that it has no advantages other than area magic.

The most important thing for us now is to bring the 9,000 seriously injured back from the death line. We only need to turn the 9,000 seriously injured into lightly wounded. It is not necessary to heal them all now. Mei Lan said Wu Fan explained.

Wu Fan also understood what Mei Lan meant, all he needed to do was turn so many seriously injured people into lightly injured undead. This light rain technique is indeed an appropriate magic. I used to have a little disdain for this magic, but now I see it Come on, there is really no magic magic, it just depends on whether you can use it flexibly.

Those who can't use it flexibly are garbage magicians! And I used to be! But it will definitely not happen again in the future!

Light Rain Technique! Wu Fan waved his magic wand and shouted softly.