Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

The Battle of Xiao'an Valley was the most tragic battle in the history of Qianyu, Jiangling, and Gaochang.

With the acquiescence of Qian Yuhou, the [-] troops of Gaochang Kingdom set up an ambush in Xiao'an Valley and fought fiercely with the [-] elites of Jiangji Minmo Village for seven days.

In order to prevent the other 15 troops in Jiangling from being destroyed together.

Qian Zuisheng risked his life and detoured to Qianyu City, forcing Qianyu to send an additional [-] reinforcements.

In addition to the 15 reinforcements brought by Li Qiao, the [-] elite soldiers were completely lost, and in the end there were only less than [-] left.

There are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and it is almost impossible to tell the enemy from ourselves.

In order to prevent the outbreak of the epidemic, Jiang Xianjing made a decisive decision and simply set Xiao Angu on fire.

The flames burned for three days and three nights.

When Wei Su led the army to clean up the battlefield, the hard-bodied men cried like children.

Qianyechen's body was covered with gauze, and Mo Zhuang blocked the knife for him at the critical moment. Fortunately, Jiang Xian arrived in time in surprise.

He carried out Mo Zhuang who was like a blood gourd.

At this moment, Qianyechen rested his chin on his back and leaned against Mo Zhuang's bed: "I didn't expect that cheap apprentice of yours to be quite upright and decisive."

Qianyechen remembered Jiang Xianjing's domineering and decisive command of the battle, and hugged Qian Zuisheng and kissed and comforted Qian Zuisheng openly and tenderly.

Qianyechen was happy for Qian Zuisheng with all his heart and eyes, thinking that he had been wronged for half his life, and finally met his lover.

"If I had known that I would not have wanted Li Yong to be that useless back then, I would have saved Brother Zuisheng from taking advantage of the sky. If that was the case, it would not be wrong for you to block this knife for me. What is going on now? I owe you so much." How can this princess repay such a great favor?"

"Do you regret it?" A voice suddenly came from behind, and Qianyechen was startled.

Mo Zhuang, who was wrapped tightly like a zongzi, blinked at Qianyechen, without even looking at the empty sleeve of his right hand: "Don't be afraid, little princess, if I don't block that sword for you, I won't be able to keep my hand."

"You, are you finally awake?"

Qianyechen covered his mouth in disbelief, and ran out yelling before Mo Zhuang could react: "My lord, my lord..."

Ah Xiang and Lei Wu arrived three days later than Jiang Xian.

Before he could stand firmly on his heels, he was attracted by Qianyechen's cheerful breath.

Seeing Mo Zhuang's appearance, Ah Xiang couldn't help but exclaim: "Amitabha, such a genius doctor is really rare in the world. I wonder if this little monk is lucky enough to see the demeanor of a genius doctor..."

The skin of the amputated limb of Mo Zhuang's right hand was stitched neatly, and the large and small holes on his body were stitched up with thread, which looks like the handwriting of modern people.

The "miracle doctor" Jiang Xianjing had no interest in listening to him, so he dragged him to the big tent.

"Scared me, scared me."

Lei Wu kept stroking his chest, and said to Wei Su: "That monstrous monk, Ah Xiang, he must have said that His Highness the Crown Prince is dead, and I was so scared that I was out of my wits, and now my heart is still beating non-stop. "

Wei Su's face was pale, and he didn't say a word.

"Hey, what's the matter with you? You don't even drink your saliva?"

Wei Su got up numbly and poured Lei Wu a glass of water: "Drink slowly."

"Oh..." Lei Wu felt that the atmosphere was weird, but he didn't take it seriously, "How is the general injured? Take me to see him later."

"Let's take a shower and change clothes first!" Wei Su said lightly.

"What kind of clothes are you wearing? I haven't seen the general before? You are really..."

Wei Su interrupted Lei Wu: "Let's look at His Royal Highness first."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Lei Wu suddenly realized, "How is His Highness the Crown Prince? Is he seriously injured?"

"His Royal Highness is dead."

"what?"

"Well, you Wei Su, why do you still hold grudges? I didn't say it, it was that demon monk Ah Xiang..."

Wei Su had a serious face, not joking at all.

Lei Wu's heart sank, and he lowered his voice: "Wei Su, are you crazy? His Royal Highness is dead, but it's a national funeral. Look at this army..."

He was interrupted by Wei Su before he finished speaking: "Gaochang Kingdom still has a hundred thousand troops stationed in the east of Qianyu City, so the morale of the army is unavoidable. It is the prince's intention not to be mourned."

"This... this is too wronged... Your Highness... Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

Lei Wu sat down on the ground, crying like rain.

Qian Zuisheng closed his eyes tightly, lying on the bed lifeless like a dead person.

Ah Xiang raised Qian Zuisheng's eyelids to look at it, and then took his pulse in a decent manner, Jiang Xianjing said casually: "You can't be a doctor!"

"Yeah." Ah Xiang nodded, "A serious obstetrician and gynecologist in a tertiary hospital."

"Obstetrics?"

The spark of hope that had just been ignited was immediately chilled.

Jiang Xian was shocked and didn't know what to say.

Qian Zuisheng has been unconscious for three days.

He clearly remembered the scene when he found him before the battle.

Heavy rain...

Thousands of corpses piled up into a circular hill, and no one dared to approach it tens of meters away.

Qian Zuisheng stood alone on the hill. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were red, and his body was covered in blood. Crescent Moon could no longer see its original color.

From a distance, it looked like a red-eyed bloodthirsty monster.

In the center of the hill, there was a flag of Jiangling State lying flat on it. On the flag lay a person, who was tightly wrapped from head to toe in a plain robe.

The dull pain burst from his heart, and Jiang Xian walked forward tremblingly, wanting to take a look at Jiang Jimin.

Qian Zuisheng slashed at him with a knife.

The blade is wrapped in rain, like the saddest tears.

Qianzui's voice was so powerful that Jiang Xian was afraid of hurting him, so it took a lot of effort to pull him into his arms.

Jiang Xianjing kept kissing Qian Zuisheng's forehead: "Zuisheng, I'm here, look at me, look at me..."

I don't know how long it took before Qian Zuisheng's eyes gradually focused: "I'm sorry..."

After saying these words, Qian Zuisheng was like a puppet whose strings were broken, and his life was lost in an instant.

Gaochang's army had already suffered heavy losses, Jiang Xian fought quickly and captured Tian Lai Khan alive without much effort.

At first, Jiang Xian was worried that Qian Zuisheng would kill Tian Lai Khan when he woke up, but later he wished he could kill Tian Lai Khan himself.

As long as Qian Zui Sheng can wake up.

"How about it?"

Jiang Xian's voice was trembling imperceptibly.

"He won't be able to wake up even if there is thunder now, so you don't have to be so careful." Ah Xiang wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's really hot in the Thousand Rain Country!"

Jiang Xian kicked Ah Xiang in shock, and Ah Xiang jumped forward to avoid it: "Cut, don't you look in the mirror to see how you are now? You still want to kick me? Don't worry, if you continue like this, it will definitely be worse." He dies first."

"So he's fine?" Jiang Xian was startled and the string in his heart loosened a little faster.

Ah Xiang shrugged indifferently: "I didn't say that."

Jiang Xian raised his hand in shock and was about to draw his sword, Ah Xiang said honestly, "Don't waste your time, he won't live long."

Jiang Xian was taken aback for a moment, then spat out a big mouthful of blood.