[Quick Transmigration] White-eyed Wolf Cultivation System

The three-day period came in a flash, and when the envoys of the Turkucha Department left angrily, there were tens of thousands of Huo's troops in iron armor standing behind them.

The emperor's handwritten letter arrived two days after the start of the battle, and the battle situation had not yet reached the point where Xie Ci went into battle in person. He and the lieutenant general were discussing the battle situation in front of the map in the big tent, when Wang Qian hurried in with a bright yellow cloth in his hand.

After Xie Ci read the letter, his face was so gloomy that everyone dared not speak out for a moment.

The above meaning is very simple, truce, peace talks.

The peace treaty between the imperial court and the Turkucha Ministry has lasted for 20 years. One of the biggest reasons is the rich iron ore owned by the Turkucha Ministry.Iron is the most important circulating metal in the country besides copper. However, the iron ore in the country is poor. Most of the iron ore sources come from the tribes in the northwest and the north, especially the Turkucha tribe.The Turkucha Department traded 20 tons of iron ore annual tribute in exchange for [-] years of recuperation and gradually grew, and then finally couldn't help but tear off the face of Xu and Weishen. It's a pity that the emperor in Chang'an was obviously reluctant to part with the golden mountains on the grassland. The first reaction turned out to be an armistice and peace talks.

"We can't stop fighting like this." Xie Ci grabbed the cloth, his face covered with frost and snow.

Wang Gan stared and said: "Master Huo, this is His Majesty's intention. Don't you want to disrespect the order?"

"What I'm saying is that the war can't be 'like this'." Xie Ci raised his eyes to look at him, and Wang Gan was unsteady for a moment.

"That's right," Ko Ningyu pondered, "This battle was initiated by the Turkucha Department. If our army takes the initiative to cease the war and make peace, we will lose the opportunity to negotiate."

Wang Gan's complexion improved a little, and he said: "Mr. Ke's words are not bad, but after all, the barbarians are taking the right now, how can we ask them to take the initiative to stop the war?"

"Bullshit is reasonable," Mr. Ke said politely, "They are using strong words first, and we can naturally 'force people too much' later."

He gave Xie Ci a wink, Xie Ci was suffocated by the burning little mole in the corner of his eye, he forgot his words, and missed the lines that he had rehearsed with him in advance to deal with this situation.

There was some vivid annoyance in Ke Ningyu's eyes, he thanked him for a moment, coughed to cover up his distraction, and said, "Master Wang, do you know who is the leader of the Turkucha Division this time? "

Wang Gan: "It's the eldest prince Aragorn."

"That's right," Xie Ci nodded and said, "Aragorn is brave and warlike, but his personality is impetuous and reckless, and he is very aggressive."

Moreover, he and Huo Changsheng were old opponents for many years, but unfortunately they lost nine out of ten battles, so he was very shameless. He hated Huo Changsheng so much that he could eat his blood and eat his flesh.

Coningyu sang and said: "Aragon and my general have never been very good at dealing with each other. When you meet a general on the battlefield, you are likely to get angry and lose your mind. If you can take the opportunity to capture Prince Aragorn alive, that will be our bargaining chip in the peace talks." That's a lot."

Wang Gan was dumbfounded: "This, this may also anger the Turkucha Department..."

Xie Ci smiled, "Master Wang, in terms of experience in dealing with barbarians, I have more experience than you."

With Huo Changsheng's uprightness and Xie Ci's own bad intentions, his speech now often has a very aggressive atmosphere no matter whether he is sincere or not.

Wang Gan's complexion really became colorful.

"Tomorrow, I will fight in person." Xie Ci stretched his shoulders and neck, which had been stiff for many days, "Just lure Aragorn out."

"What if it fails?" Wang Gan said with a grim expression.

Xie Ci shrugged, "Then let's talk about peace."

***

The fighting on the battlefield was shocking.

As soon as the commander with red tassels, spears, and black armor appeared, the morale of his side immediately rose by three points.With the beating of war drums, the coach led a team of cavalry in a spear-tip formation, like a unparalleled long spear, driving straight into the enemy's formation, slashing and killing all the way.

The barbarians are strong and healthy, and their individual combat capabilities are far superior to those of the Han Chinese. Extra clumsy.

When the heavily armored barbarian army faced the elite Han Chinese cavalry squad who were proficient in formation, it was like a drop of boiling water pouring into oil, and small-scale turmoil gradually caused a rout.

The God of War of the Han people, Huo Changsheng, Marquis of Dingbei, went to battle in person!

This horrifying news quickly spread to the rear amidst the howling of the barbarians. Not long after, the low-pitched horned trombone rumbled from the rear of the barbarian army, and Aragorn, who was restless, finally went into battle despite the dissuasion of his cronies.

Aragorn saw the conspicuous red beard on Huo Changsheng's helmet from a distance, his eyes turned red immediately, and he shouted: "Come and fight!"

He gripped the horse's belly and galloped all the way, leaving the soldiers behind without knowing it.With Huo Changsheng right in front of him, Aragorn yelled loudly, raised a ring-backed broadsword weighing a hundred catties with one hand and slashed it down fiercely!

Keng——

The general in black armor and red tassels held up his spear and spear forcefully to resist the blow, and the horse under the weight immediately neighed and half-knelt down!

Aragorn vaguely felt that Huo Changsheng's strength seemed to be a little weaker than before, but the excitement of hitting a hit quickly washed away this doubt. Aragorn couldn't help but roared excitedly, and the heavy knife in his hand was as if it were light. It was like a child's plaything, and it was another diagonal chop with ease.

The general was a little overwhelmed to block, and the horses whined endlessly.

"Hahahahaha, Huo Changsheng, you have today!" Aragorn shouted happily in blunt Chinese.

The over-excited barbarian didn't notice that he was quietly surrounded by a group of Han Chinese cavalry.

Seeing that Aragorn's third knife was about to cut the general's mask, he stabbed a long spear abruptly obliquely, and sharply opened Aragorn's broadsword!

Aragorn was so shocked that he even retreated a few steps, and then he realized that something was wrong. He was shocked and angry at once, and looked around, he had fallen into the encirclement of the Han army!

At this moment, General Heijia's spear, spear and the spear just now attacked him at the same time. Aragorn subconsciously went to block his old enemy's spear, but found that the opponent's strength was far inferior to Huo Changsheng's——

And that mysterious spear had pierced through the armor at a tricky angle, and pierced Aragorn's ribs fiercely.

Aragorn roared in pain, holding the exposed weapon with one hand, ignoring the blood flowing from his palm, he yelled and clamped the spear with his arm, trying to pick up the Han soldier who stabbed him.

Not moving.

A terrifying conjecture crawled up his back like a snake, and Aragorn suddenly raised his head, staring at the soldier whose face was covered by a visor and whose facial features could not be seen clearly.

The Han army who besieged him had pointed their spears at him, and Aragorn was surrounded by nearly a hundred spears densely, and the horses in his crotch and under were already full of arrow clusters, and fell down wailing.

Aragorn fell to the ground in embarrassment, still staring at the soldier, his eyes were blood red with anger.

"Huo Changsheng, you villain!"

The soldier pushed up his visor, revealing a face he knew even when it turned into ashes, and said with a smile, "Long time no see, Prince Aragorn."

The general in Xuanjia and Hongying also pushed up his visor, and Lu Shaoyang raised his arm exaggeratedly, complaining bitterly: "General, your armor is too heavy."

Aragorn's eyes were tearing apart: "Despicable and shameless! Villain! Bastard! People like you will be despised by real fighters!"

Xie Ci signaled the elite soldiers on the left and right to tie up Aragorn with iron chains, and smiled brightly at him: "Soldiers never tire of cheating, Your Royal Highness."

***

The leader was captured alive, and the leaderless barbarian army was quickly defeated. Xie Ci led the army back in triumph, and put the injured Aragorn under house arrest alone, under strict guard.

Xie Ci was covered in sticky sweat and dried blood. During the battle, the adrenaline surged and his whole body was so excited that he felt tired only after returning to the camp. After taking off his armor, he found that he had been stabbed on his left arm at some point , The wound was not deep, so Xie Ci didn't plan to bother the military doctor, and found out the medicine powder and bandages to apply the medicine by himself.

Halfway through the bandages, he realized that the injured position was extremely inconvenient. He was struggling with how to tie the bandages, when the curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted.

There is only one person in the entire army who dares to lift the curtain of the coach without saying hello.

Xie Ci stared stiffly at Ke Ningyu outside the door.

He moved silently, trying to cover his half-naked upper body with his robe.

"Cover me, I've seen it all."

Ke Ningyu walked in unceremoniously, took over the bandage from Xie Ci's hand, wrapped it skillfully and quickly, and tied a perfect knot.

It's just that I used a little more force when tying the knot at the end, just enough to make Xie Ci grin his teeth.

"Everything is going well." Xie Ci said in a low voice.

Ke Ningyu helped him put the inner coat on his body, and said in a deep voice, "It's going well, it's too smooth."

Thank you for a pause, "What do you mean, you suspect fraud?"

"I'm not sure," Coningyu shook her head, "It just doesn't feel right... Tsk, it went a bit strangely. It's true that Aragorn was reckless and impulsive, but he had never been so easy as this time before. He was captured by us. Aragorn was cheated by you not once or twice, even if he is stupid, don't those people under him know how to be careful?"

"...If that's the case, what are they planning?" Xie Ci couldn't figure it out.

Ke Ningyu looked at him for a moment, then sighed slowly, "This is what I can't figure out."

They all saw the dignity in each other's eyes.

But Xie Ci didn't expect that before they figured out the reason why Aragorn might be deliberately captured, the Lord would go to see his true god soon.

That night, the captured Aragorn suddenly fell into a coma, with high fever and constant convulsions all over his body.

As soon as Xie Ci heard the news, he knew it was going to be bad, so he hurried over to have a look: Day, it's fucking tetanus!

Whether in the 21st century or in ancient times, tetanus is an incurable disease. The sooner the symptoms flare up, the sooner the death. Xie Ci doesn't know whether it is Aragorn's bad luck or his bad luck. The only wound on Aragorn's body is that Xie Ci stabbed him That shot under the ribs ended up hitting the fucking jackpot!

At this juncture, Aragorn absolutely cannot die. All the military doctors in the army are helpless. They have no choice but to grit their teeth and endure the pain. They exchanged 1000 points with the system for a Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill.

Once back before liberation, Xie Ci looked at Aragorn's handsome face and wanted to strangle him to death.

After taking the Jiuzhuan Resurrection Pill, Aragorn's injuries were stabilized, and he finally regained consciousness the next afternoon.

Xie Ci immediately rushed over, and as soon as the door curtain was lifted, he felt a strange fluctuation in the air.

He took a step back subconsciously, and raised his head to meet Aragorn's pair of pale ice-like eyes under Aragorn's towering eyebrows.

[Drip——Didi—呲啦——呢—呵呵——Host—abnormal electromagnetic wave detected——呵呵——Advanced system intrusion——Dididi——The system is about to—呵啦——Is about to Automatic sleep——]

After a burst of noise in my mind, there was absolute silence.

A creepy feeling slowly soaked through his whole body, Xie Ci stared at Aragorn as if he had seen a ghost, and froze in place.

The pale man half lying on the bed smiled slowly, his thin lips were as sharp as ice.

"Hi, how are you."

The characters are well-spoken, Mandarin.

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Xiao Xie: The author's mother, is there still such an operation? ? ?

Well, yes, son.

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Alas, the sweet (chun) little prince of Aragorn took his lunch and cried as soon as he came out...