I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

People who can be scouts have good eyesight, at least Han Yi only confirmed that the people opposite him were his own after running for a certain distance.

However, he still didn't recognize Yan Zheng, or he didn't dare to recognize Yan Zheng.

The black armor on Yan Zheng's body was almost completely shattered, even if his body was completely black, it could not cover the bloodstains on his body, fresh and dried bloodstains.

The face was so dirty that it covered the original stern facial features, only the cold light-colored eyes could tell the difference.

When Han Yi first saw him, his legs felt weak even when he was riding a horse.

He knew that Yan Zheng, who was surrounded, would definitely be injured, but when he didn't see Yan Zheng, he always had a fluke mentality, thinking... What if?

What if Yan Zheng is lucky enough to avoid the opponent's pursuit?

After all, he is the one who wants to unify the world.

However, the reality told him that the miracle did not happen.

When Yan Zheng saw Han Yi coming on horseback, he couldn't help sighing, and muttered in a low voice, "This is too embarrassing."

He risked his life to hold Pang Fei hostage, in order to go back in the shortest possible time, and then heal his injuries and make adjustments.

In this way, when Han Yi came over, he didn't look so miserable.

He had always firmly believed that Han Yi would come over. Back then, he rushed over to Chu Shiying for such a trivial matter, not to mention the fact that this time the matter had become so big.

However, Han Yi came too fast, he couldn't help raising his hand to wipe his face.

It's just that his arm just moved a little, and he felt a pain all over his body.

The pain was so great that he couldn't help but staggered two steps forward, and the green golden sword that had been on Pang Fei's body couldn't hold it any longer, and he withdrew it back to try to maintain his figure on the ground.

Although he is in a miserable state now, he still needs to save face, so he can't fall down.

However, his other arm didn't seem to have much strength either. When the green gold sword poked the ground, the force of the rebound made him groan.

Yes, such a weak force that may not be noticed at ordinary times can cause Yan Zheng's pain to the point where he even stops breathing for a moment.

It's really strange, Yan Zheng struggled to think, just now...it didn't hurt so much.

It really hurt like this, let alone holding Pang Fei hostage, he might not even be able to get out of Zhao Jun's camp.

However, his body seemed to suddenly become not his own. He tried desperately to stabilize his figure, but his body was still falling down.

Seeing that Yan Zheng was about to fall, Pang Fei on the side took a step forward at this time, and now he was the one trapped in the enemy camp, so he also wanted to follow Yan Zheng's example, as long as he hijacked Yan Zheng, he would naturally be able to go back safely.

After all, not far behind him is Zhao Jun's base camp.

Han Yiqi's eyes were red when he saw Yan Zheng struggling on the horse. When he saw Pang Fei stretching out his hand to snatch the green gold sword, he seemed to be possessed by something. He jumped down, staggered two steps and rushed over.

At that moment, he seemed to have forgotten all the moves that Yan Zheng taught him. He didn't even pull out the saber around his waist, so he stretched out his left hand and pushed Pang Fei, and then used his body and right hand to catch Yan Zheng who was about to fall.

After he pushed Pang Fei away, he didn't care about the other party. There were so many people behind him and Yan Zheng, how could he let the other party come back?

He is now fully focused on Yan Zheng, and the moment Yan Zheng touched him, he reached out and hugged him.

Han Yi only felt a strong smell of blood, and couldn't help being very flustered: "Ah Zheng? Ah Zheng? How are you?"

Yan Zheng swallowed a fishy sweetness in his throat, rested his chin on Han Yi's shoulder, half-closed his eyes and said in a nasal voice, "Ah Yi, I'm in so much pain."

I didn't want to be ashamed just now because so many people were watching, but now... anyway, only Han Yi can hear his volume, um, it doesn't matter.

After hearing this, Han Yi's hand that wanted to support him froze in mid-air. He didn't know how many wounds Yan Zheng had on his body, but the black armor was broken like this, I'm afraid there were quite a few.

He didn't dare to touch Yan Zheng casually, for fear of touching the other's wound, he could only ask, "Where does it hurt?"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and shouted: "Come on, bring the stretcher!"

It's one thing to have a fluke in your heart, but Han Yi still tried his best to prepare everything he could.

Yan Zheng heard his voice crying, so he supported Han Yi's shoulders to prop up his body. When he looked up, he saw a tear running across Han Yi's face, followed by the second, and the third...

Yan Zheng struggled to raise his hand to wipe his face, only to see a blood stain on Han Yi's fair and clean face.

He suddenly felt a little embarrassed and said, "It's okay, don't worry, I'm not doing well now..."

Before finishing this sentence, he felt the fishy sweetness that he had just swallowed rushing up again. This time, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to suppress it, so he turned his head and vomited it out.

The moment he saw him vomit blood, Han Yi's soul was frightened.

He didn't have much medical knowledge, and his only thought was that he must have injured his internal organs if he vomited blood.

He was about to ask something when suddenly a sharp cry interrupted all his words.

Yan Zheng and he subconsciously turned their heads to look aside.

As a result, Zhao Ji was trembling all over, looking down at her hands, which were still holding a dagger.

It's just that the dagger has already disappeared into another person's body.

Pang Fei had an unbelievable expression on his face at this time, a bloodstain snaked down the corner of his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth.

Yan Zheng said intermittently: "He...he is Pang...Pang Fei, don't...don't let him die."

After saying this, he seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and passed out directly in Han Yi's arms.

Han Yi only felt his arms sinking, and immediately ignored Pang Fei, and immediately shouted: "Come on! Doctor!"

After he finished speaking, he realized that there was nothing around and it was not suitable for treatment, so he said, "Come here, camp here!"

Everyone was busy transferring Yan Zheng, who was on top of him, to the stretcher carefully, and they were all taken aback after hearing this sentence.

Mo Yun said cautiously: "Mr. Lang, the front...is Zhao Jun's camp."

It was too close, really too close, so close that they could even see Zhao Jun's shadowy tent.

The two armies seldom set up their camps so close to each other in battle. Not to mention anything else, the distance is so close that I'm afraid they won't be able to sleep safely.

Han Yi looked back coldly, just in time to see Zhao Jun's people running back, and further away, there were several teams of Zhao Jun following, as if they were coming to rescue Pang Fei.

He snorted and said, "Let them come."

His current expression was probably rare and stern, even Mo Ning didn't dare to say anything, let alone the others.

Of course, the most important thing is... The scene of the explosion of the mountain just now was too shocking. Many people felt a sense of fear towards Han Yi, and no one dared to refute what he said for the time being.

It's not that Han Yi doesn't know the danger of camping here, but Yan Zheng's current state doesn't seem suitable for long-distance travel.

He didn't bring his remodeled car with him when he went out, but even if he had that car, it might be useless. After all, the roads here are too potholed, and there is even no formed road on this road at all.

Going back in such a bumpy way, good people will be scattered, let alone Yan Zheng?

The soldiers moved very quickly, at least the tents of Yan Zheng and Han Yi were the first to set up.

After Yan Zheng was sent in, a group of doctors also followed in.

Han Yi originally wanted to follow in, but no matter how big the tent was, the space was limited. He brought out three doctors from Xianyang, or from the palace, and by the way, recruited various Xinglin experts from the people. At least five doctors are treating Yan Zheng.

There was really no place for him to set foot, so Mo Ning ran over and asked, "Mr. Lang, that lady... how do I arrange it?"

Han Yi froze for a moment, and was a little dazed for a moment: "Lady? Which lady?"

Mo Yun said, "It's the one that Young Master Zheng brought back."

Han Yi tried hard to think back, but found that he couldn't remember at all.

In the situation just now, Yan Zheng was the only thing left in his eyes, so he didn't have the mood to look at others.

He asked, "Did she say who she is?"

Mo Yun said: "She said that she is the biological mother of Gong Zizheng, and she wanted to come and see him."

Oh, Zhao Ji.

Han Yi felt complicated about this person, so he remained silent for a while and said, "Let her come."

Since Yan Zheng brought her back, he should still have some feelings in his heart. In any case, he must communicate with Zhao Ji first.

Mo Yun nodded and asked again: "Then... where is Pang Fei?"

Han Yi froze for a moment: "He...?"

It was too random just now, he tried hard to think about it before he remembered that Pang Fei seemed to be stabbed by Zhao Ji to the point of chills.

Of course, he probably didn't expect that he was the culprit who caused Pang Fei to be stabbed like this. After all, he didn't even look at who that person was after pushing him.

Mo Xing nodded and said, "He's not dead yet... Do you want to save him?"

When Han Yi heard the rescue, he said vigilantly: "If you are not dead, let it go...let it go, find someone to show him casually, if you live, you will live, if you don't live, you will die."

Now it's too late for the doctor he brought to treat Yan Zheng, so where is the time to take care of Pang Fei?

Although I know that he is a general of Zhao Guo, and that life is more useful than death, but... I'm sorry, I don't have time to talk to you.

After Han Yi finished speaking, the captain of the Flying Tiger Cavalry rushed over and said, "Report to the captain, the Zhao army has assembled, there are about thousands of people!"

Rao Han Yi, who has always been self-conscious and civilized, couldn't help but swear at this moment: "Day!"

He just wants to stay here and wait for Yan Zheng to turn the crisis into safety. What do these people mean by rushing to die?