Phoenix pattern in a different world

When the string is on, I have to send it.

Li Ran gritted his teeth, shouted "The three armies obey orders", pointed his long sword, and rushed out first.

He took the lead and rushed forward. The moment he met Wang Juenian, Li Ran understood why Jiang Jue valued him so much.

Facing this battle-tested bloody warrior, just the invisible oppressive feeling can make people daunting.

Li Ran fought with the opponent for several rounds, and gradually fell into a slump.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Zan immediately rushed over to help.

The two of them teamed up to draw with each other.

At this moment, Li Ran shouted - Liao Wei!

In the blink of an eye, Liao Wei rushed up with a knife.

However, his knife did not hit Wang Juenian.

What he pushed away was Li Ran's long sword.

In Li Ran's ears, apart from the sound of fighting and the clash of swords, only Liao Wei's sad words were left: "Commander, my subordinates have offended you..."

At that moment, it was tantamount to being poured with cold water from head to toe in the twelfth lunar month.

Before he could react, Wang Juenian saw the right moment, and stabbed at him with the long sword in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, a black figure in the crowd came forward and forcefully swung Wang Juenian's long sword away.

This person is none other than Jiang Yun who disguised himself as Beiye Army.

Jiang Yun arrived in time, and seeing that the situation was about to take a turn for the worse, he suddenly set up a bow and led an arrow in the distance. The arrow was at least as thick as three fingers, and even the body of the arrow was made of iron.

There was a whoosh, and three iron arrows shot out through the wind, heading straight for Li and then backing away.

When everyone heard the sharp arrow, they all subconsciously looked at Li Ran, but no one had time to react.

Even Jiang Yun was trapped by Wang Juenian.

At the same time, someone in the crowd shouted—be careful, Your Highness!

Li Ran was about to dodge, but it was too late.

Then there was a loud bang, and a person abruptly blocked him.

Li Ran turned his head and saw that it was Li Zixin.

He looked down and saw that Li Zixin's right arm was pierced by a sword.

In sight, bright red blood was gurgling down from his hand.

Li Zixin's arm was covered in blood and flesh.

Li Ran hugged him and cried loudly, "Zixin—"

Li Zixin loosened his right hand holding the long sword, and the iron sword fell to the ground.

Seeing that the opposing coach was injured, the enemy army immediately swarmed up.

The battlefield was in chaos, with swords and blood in sight.

Li Ran protected Li Zixin, blocked the enemy's approaching sword with his backhand, and pushed him onto the horse.

He was about to get on his horse and lead Li Zixin out, when he glanced at the end of his eyes, unexpectedly, he saw a very familiar figure three meters away behind him.

The man fell to the ground, surrounded by a dozen Beiye soldiers, fighting to the death.

Li Ran glanced through the gap and saw the man's face clearly.

At that moment, Li Ran's pupils tightened suddenly, his hand holding the long sword trembled, and his heart stopped beating, almost untenable.

That person is none other than Jiang Jue!

"Jiang Yun—"

He shouted, and Jiang Yun looked back, startled by the other party's sad look.

Without saying a word, Jiang Yun flashed over with a few jumps.

While defending against the sword beside him, Li Ran shoved the reins of the horse into Jiang Yun's hands, shouted "Protect him", then raised his sword and forced towards Jiang Jue.

Li Ran almost gasped when he saw the iron arrow on Jiang Jue's chest.

That iron sword was exactly the same as the one on Li Zixin's arm.

The difference is that he was hit by two arrows, one hit his left shoulder and the other pierced his chest.

When Li Zixin blocked the iron arrow with his arm, he was already terrified.

Now seeing Jiang Jue lying on the ground dying, bleeding all over the ground, it is shocking.

Li Ran's mind went blank for a while, and then he squatted down and reached for the other's nose with trembling hands. After all, a trace of weakness still made his heart beat again.

The soldiers shouted one after another next to their ears. While ordering the three armies to retreat, Li Ran led Jiang Jue to break out of the enemy's siege.

Not far away, in the enemy camp, the young man with an iron arrow in his hand was watching the retreating figure of the enemy with indifference, and the pleasure of revenge shone in his eyes.

That look is extremely cruel!

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Jiang Jue was carried back, and gradually regained some consciousness.

He held Li Ran's hand tightly like that, even with a self-deprecating smile in his eyes, and said intermittently: "I... heard... when you rode... when you left... it was so uncomfortable..."

Li Ran felt a pain in his heart, and buried his face in the hands of the two, choked up and said, "I didn't expect..."

Why did Jiang Jue arrive at that juncture, he didn't expect.

Why did Jiang Jue put his own safety at risk and block two arrows for him, he never thought.

There are too many things that I didn't think of, but these are no longer important.

In fact, the person in front of him has already done too many things beyond his expectations.

The military doctor had already seen a doctor, and everyone was still unable to make a decision on the issue of drawing the arrow.

Jiang Yun knelt on the ground, raised his sword in one hand, and said in a mournful voice, "It's not good for the subordinates to protect the master, please deal with it strictly!"

Li Ran waved his hand to signal him to get up, but his eyes never left Jiang Jue, and he said something irrelevant: "He will be fine!"

Jiang Yun's face froze, and his eyes turned red immediately.

Soon, the three military doctors walked in.

A person came forward and said, "Your Highness, you must draw the arrow for His Majesty immediately, otherwise..."

Li Ran nodded, held Jiang Jue's hand, and said, "He must have nothing to do! Never!"

Hearing his tone, the three of them nodded with cold sweat on their foreheads. They didn't dare to delay any longer, prepared the knives and medicines, and then cut Jiang Jue's clothes, revealing the two bloody places. Arrow wound.

The wound on the left shoulder is not fatal, and no one is sure whether the arrow in the chest has hurt the heart.

And this is what Li Ran is most worried about.

In modern times, even if a hole is broken in the heart, it can be repaired.

However, there is no such technology here.

Therefore, he is very likely to watch the other party helplessly, and after suffering so much, he is still facing a hopeless situation.

But at this moment, he didn't dare to think in that direction at all, and he didn't want to think about it.

In sight, the blood on the two wounds had solidified, and the arrowheads were sunk in the flesh, buried extremely deep.

In this place where there is no even the most basic anesthetic, the only way to forcefully cut the skin and flesh is to take out the arrow.

Jiang Jue was still unconscious one moment ago, but was awakened by a sharp pain the next moment.

Li Ran's right hand was held by him, and at that moment, it almost hurt a little.

It can be seen how painful he was when the knife was cut on the opponent.

Li Ran's eyes were blood red.

Every time the knife is cut, blood will flow out.

When the gauze is pressed on, it will be stained red in a short while.

Even though he was used to the days of licking blood from the edge of a knife, he was still shocked by such a bloody scene.

In the ear, there is the sound of a knife cutting on the flesh.

Mixed with Jiang Jue's painful groans, every sound was like a knife cutting his heart.

After the arrow on the left shoulder was taken out, accompanied by the sound of hard objects tearing flesh and blood, it made people feel a heart-piercing pain.

The moment Li Ran saw the arrow, his heart stopped beating, his breath was suffocated, and he was almost stunned by the shock.

It was the first time he had seen a barbed iron arrow.

Imagining how this thing was pulled out just now, and imagining how this thing might puncture Jiang Jue's aorta and kill him, Li Ran shook the other's hand, and even his lips trembled later.

"Your Highness... this arrow..."

The military doctor presented the arrow in front of him tremblingly, and Li Ran understood what he said next, without him having to explain it clearly.

Li Ran continued in a hoarse voice, and wiped the sweat off Jiang Jue's forehead, watching him pass out from the pain and wake up again from the pain.

At that moment, he almost lost his footing.

The moment the arrow in his chest was pulled out, Jiang Jue began to tremble subconsciously because of the severe pain of tearing.

Blood sprayed all over his face, but Li Ran didn't know it.

He just grabbed the opponent's hand in a daze, using this action to ensure whether the opponent was still alive.

And his body was also trembling.

In sight, the other party's face was pale, his brows were even a little blue, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his whole body was a little lost in consciousness.

The military doctor was treating the wound, so he could only hold Jiang Jue's hand and kept shouting, "Jiang Jue, don't sleep, Jiang Jue..."

Li couldn't remember how he survived that hour.

After everyone left, he touched his face and found that his face was already cold.

On this night in Bianliang, the Beiye army was in a panic.

In the handsome camp, Jiang Jue was still suffering from a high fever, and there seemed to be a bloody smell in the tent, which lingered for a long time.

Jiang Yi had already fallen asleep crying, and Li Ran stayed by the bedside, rubbing Jiang Jue's body with alcohol to cool down from time to time.

This night, Li Ran kept watch until dawn with a little light like that.

A little light in the tent was on and off.

Outside the main tent, Li Zixin stood alone.

In his eyes, there was nothing.

The wind blew his hair, but it couldn't blow the tear from his eyes...

The past is replaying before his eyes.

That year, outside the city gate, that lonely and desolate man caressed his face, smiled warmly, and said to him: "Zixin, going to Fengdu this time is no different than before. Everything is precious..."

That year, in the imperial garden, that beautiful person raised his head and asked him with a peaceful face, "Zixin, forever?"