Born of Worry

Li Xian, you really lost your head.

You are willing to jump into such an obvious trap.

What to do, what to do now?It was already dawn, and Tahan's army had probably already set off.

Even if there is a chance to send news to Shen Xin, it will be too late, let alone he has no chance at all.

Shen Xin... only hoped that she could see some clues and not lose too badly.

He didn't want to be a sinner through the ages.

"Your Majesty, drink your medicine."

The old military doctor brought the medicine in front of him again, but he refused to take it, and waved it away, "From now on, don't give me any more medicine."

"...Your Majesty, why is this?"

"There are too many soothing and analgesic ingredients in this medicine, I need to stay awake and don't give me any more."

The military doctor was very embarrassed, "But, if His Majesty's injury is not treated, I'm afraid..." He paused, "How about this, I try to remove all the drugs that will affect your spirit, how about it?"

Li Xian didn't answer, the military doctor accepted him as his acquiescence, and left with the medicine bowl.

When exactly... is the head...

"What did you say?! Failed to capture Xizhou?!"

Xie Yan was so surprised that he dropped the folding fan on the ground, and looked at Hu Lugu in disbelief: "Khan, are you kidding me?"

"What am I joking with you!" Hu Lugu was so angry that he didn't have time to change his blood-stained armor, "Xie Yan, you told me that there must be only local defenders in Xizhou. With 5 people in the past, you can break through in less than a day! What about now? Tell me why there are a large number of Dayin troops there!"

"how can that be……"

Xie Yan stood up, frowning, "The news of our attack on Xizhou was known to no one other than you and me, and even the army you led didn't tell them in advance. How could this news leak out? How could they May be prepared?"

"How the hell do I know!" Hu Lugu dropped his teacup all at once, "They rushed out like mad dogs before we took down the city! We fought hard for three days, and we couldn't resist, so we had no choice but to fight." Withdraw the army!"

"Then why didn't you send me a message? Why didn't you ask for help?"

When Hu Lugu heard this, his nostrils were filled with anger, "You still dare to ask me?! I sent people to ask for help no less than ten times! I didn't get a single response!"

Xie Yan sneered, "It seems that they have been prepared. None of the spies I sent came back. I originally planned to send troops to meet you if there is no news by night. I didn't expect you to be killed before you came back." .”

"How to fight here? Tell me how to fight now?! How to fight wherever you go and fortify?!"

Xie Yan pondered for a while, and said: "Khan, or... let's stop? Let's use Li Xian to exchange Jinyang, and then negotiate with them, a truce within five or ten years, and then recharge our batteries. These three cities plus Yanmen Pass, there will always be a comeback, and I always feel that if the fight continues...something will really happen."

"Stop? Xie Yan, you can really take a joke!" He snorted coldly, "You have to stop, you go back to your hometown! I, Hu Lugu, will never stop! Unless I die in battle, otherwise, for a moment It won't stop either!"

"you!"

Xie Yan watched his back as he walked away, picked up the folding fan and held it firmly in his hand.

Could it be that he thanked... really chose the wrong master?

After killing Tahan back, Lin Ruxuan finally figured out why they wanted to attack Xizhou, while Yang Qingping was still puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

Because...they don't want to use the method of "fighting" to obtain Jinyang at all, so it doesn't matter if they capture Fenzhou and attack Jinyang. Take it easily by pinching it.

It was a clever trick, but it was a pity that he met Shen Xin.

This time Ta Han lost a lot of troops, Lin Ruxuan was heartbroken for them.

I just don't know... what's going on with His Majesty.

I hope nothing major happens.

When Li Xian saw Hu Lugu rushing towards him angrily, he felt that something was wrong.

But at the same time, there was a tinge of joy, his expression probably meant that he had lost the battle again, and probably failed to capture the city.

As long as he is not good, Dayin should be good. Thinking of this, Li Xian couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, it seemed that Shen Xin didn't believe that information.

Shen Xin, as expected of Shen Xin.

"Li Xian! It's your good deed again!" Hu Lugu slapped the table hard, and all the pens, inks, papers, inkstones, teacups and teapots on the table jumped, "Say, did you give us our battle plan again? revealed it!"

Li Xian frowned, unable to understand what he was talking about, these three days he was completely under surveillance, he couldn't even touch a pen, and none of Xuan Yu's people dared to come to him, what did he use to pass on information?idea?

Moreover, Hu Lugu obviously forgot one thing. Xie Yan told him just now that only he and the two of them knew about their plan to attack Xizhou, not even Xuan Yu, let alone Li Xian.However, Hu Lugu didn't care about that. Now as long as there is anything related to intelligence, he will immediately think of Li Xian, and then anger Li Xian.

"I do not understand what you are saying."

"How dare you pretend!"

After Hu Lugu suffered this defeat, the anger in his heart would not go away unless he found a place to vent it. Coupled with Li Xian's indifferent attitude, it poured a bucket of oil on him. Then he grabbed Li Xian's right hand with all his strength, and said with a grim expression, "Li Xian, don't you love to write? Don't you want to write down all the information? Well, I will let you write down all the information from now on. I can't even write!"

"What are you doing... ah!!"

He actually pulled Li Xian's fingers back violently, and Li Xian could hear the sound of his tendon rupture. The momentary pain made him unable to restrain himself and let out a cry.

"Crack" and "click" sounded several times.

Hu Lugu broke off his five fingers one by one, then let go of him, and said with a sneer, "In this way, you will no longer be able to deliver information for them."

Ten fingers connected to the heart.

Li Xian was so painful that he almost passed out, holding his right hand tightly, his whole body was shaking violently.He burst into tears from the pain, and fell to his knees. Perhaps because he moved too much and involved the old injury under his ribs, he coughed uncontrollably until his body arched like a shrimp. He gave up pressing his right hand and covered it instead. Keep your mouth shut.

The chest trembled violently, the larynx and the lungs were coughing so painfully, the whole person twitched slightly, and almost pushed his head to the ground.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! What's wrong with you?!"

I don't know who invited the old military doctor. When he saw Li Xian, he was shocked and hurriedly helped him up from the ground, but saw him staring blankly at his left hand without saying a word.

The military doctor pulled his hand away, only to see some bright red in the palm of his hand, and a trace of blood on the corner of his lips.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?!"

Li Xian lost consciousness.

This time, I couldn't tell where the pain was at all.

Finally coughed up blood.

Could it be that without Mo Wen, what would he be afraid of?

Afraid of pain, it hurts every day; afraid of taking medicine, and never stopped.

Mo asked... Maybe I'm going to renege on my promise.Although I once promised to find you after this war is over, but...but God, I don't want us to be together.

Maybe people and dragons really have no good results.

"His Majesty……"

Li Xian opened his eyes, but his gaze didn't know where it fell. He just glanced around blankly, and finally landed on him. After looking at him for a while, he said, "Tell me, how long do I have to live?" ?”

"Your Majesty, don't say that..."

"Say it!"

He suddenly shouted, but his chest shook again and caused a cough. The military doctor hurriedly helped him sit up, patted his back lightly, and sighed: "Your Majesty, your illness is caused by overwork and you need a long rest. Rehabilitation can heal."

"You don't have to lie to me." Li Xian laughed miserably, "It can't be cured, can it? You already knew it, why didn't you tell me?"

"I... I'm afraid of you..."

Li Xian closed his eyes, not wanting to talk to him again. After a long time, he opened them again, looking at his immobile right hand, "Go find me a knife."

The military doctor suddenly became nervous, "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

"Chop off this hand for me."

"Your Majesty?!" The military doctor panicked and hurriedly said, "Don't do this!"

But Li Xian suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, and he stared at him with bloodshot eyes: "It's all useless, what's the use of keeping it?! What do I need it for?! Cough..."

The military doctor knelt down in front of him, pressed his arms, and almost begged: "Your Majesty, please don't do this! I know a little bit about surgery, trust me, I can fix it for you! Please!" Don't give up on yourself!"

"You... can you pick it up? How long will it take? How long will it take to recover? How long will it take me to write?!"

"This..." he lowered his head, "I don't know. But...with your current physical condition, Your Majesty, it will take at least three to half a year for your fingers to move again. If you want to write, I'm afraid..."

Li Xian nodded and began to push him, "Okay, I understand. You get out, you go! Get lost! Cough...cough cough!"

"His Majesty!"

"……get out!"

The night is already deep.

The oil lamp on the table was lit again, and Li Xian sat down beside the desk, panting lightly.

In the end, he asked the military doctor to connect the tendon in his hand, and then used strong wine to sterilize the wound. After many days, the wound was not infected, and the pain was not so obvious.

Just can't move yet.

Gently touching the bandage wrapped around his hand, he smiled wryly.

Xuan Yu has already received information, but he... has no way to pass it on further.

All he got were some notes, which had to be burned after reading them. If one by one was passed on with Feng Yu, it would be too wasteful, and it would not be able to clearly express the meaning.It was obviously such a simple step of summarizing, but now, he was helpless.

Hulugu, you really did a great job.

The case was much more empty than before, because Hu Lugu had ordered the ink and inkstone on his desk to be removed. He only had paper and pen, and a broken hand. He could only stare blankly.

But...he couldn't just give up like that.

Wait, pen, he still has a pen.

A flash of light suddenly appeared in my mind.

He was looking for something on the table, but he couldn't find what he wanted. Finally, he turned his attention to the tea set, picked up a porcelain cup, thought for a while, and threw it hard on the ground.

torn apart.

"what happened?!"

The guard outside the tent heard the noise and rushed in immediately. Li Xian hurriedly stood up, lowered his head, and said, "I'm sorry... I got up to drink water, and I accidentally knocked down the teacup."

"Really..." The guard looked impatient and cleared away the fragments of the teacup. "Be careful in the future! Don't be rash!"

"Yes……"

After he left, Li Xian breathed a sigh of relief, and after waiting for a long time to confirm that he would not come back, he spread his palm, and there was a piece of broken porcelain in his palm.

He took another teacup, hung his right wrist over the teacup, and cut his wrist with broken porcelain.

The blood flowed out from the wound and dripped into the teacup. After drinking half of the cup, he picked up the writing brush, dipped it into the cup, spread out the paper, and began to write on the paper with his left hand.

The right hand is useless, and there is still the left hand.Even if his left hand is also crippled...then he still has a mouth.

Hu Lugu, you will never make me, Li Xian, yield.

One day, I will watch your Tahan fall with my own eyes.

He wrote very slowly with his left hand, and his strokes were almost all crooked, but Li Xian never stopped.The blood in the cup froze, so he cut again and continued writing.By the time he finished writing the information, there were already three wounds on his wrist.

This time, Feng Yu and the handwriting on the paper were all red.

He smiled, washed the blood in the cup with water, and splashed it on the ground.

tired.