Time travel is Duan Qiang’s dream, not Cheng Zongyang’s, never.
I have never thought about time travel, let alone what to do after time travel.
After coming to this time and space, especially after witnessing the bloody battle between the orcs and humans, Cheng Zongyang just wanted to go back and return to the world he was familiar with.
That world may be hypocritical, dull, and even passion is cheap, but at least it is familiar to me.
Wang Zhe said lightly: What if you can’t go back?
Cheng Zongyang said impulsively: Then I will find a way to go back!
So what before you come up with a solution?Before this, you always have to live in this world.
Wang Zhe said: Why do you want to live a life?
Cheng Zongyang fell into deep thought.
Living in this world?He hasn't thought about this question yet.
What exactly can I do?Cheng Zongyang asked himself.
As an English graduate, everything he learned is of no use in this world.Not to mention the United Kingdom in this world, it is a question whether there is Europe or not.
So what else can he do?
Make money by selling zippers?Become a wealthy businessman in this world with the knowledge you have?
Learn how to guide Zhenyang and use your talents to be a famous doctor?
Learn the legendary peerless magical skills and become the overlord of the martial arts world?
All of these are OK, but they also contain huge risks. If we look at the current situation, before we achieve success, we may have already died on the streets. The success and success that I wanted in the past was not in this world... I dare to ask the teacher coach, who is the most powerful in this world?
Wang Zhe said lightly: Of course, he is today.
Become an emperor?
Cheng Zongyang was impulsive and immediately remembered that the emperor was not a good job.
Qin Shihuang swept across the six kingdoms and was known as the emperor of the ages, but he was exhausted on his way on a business trip.
Working overtime day and night, no holidays, no salary, paying money to others all day long, and having fun occasionally, there is a group of damn staff staring at it, and more importantly, there is no chance of promotion at all.
Cheng Zongyang asked again: What about the most comfortable person?
Wang Zhe thought for a moment and slowly said: Maybe it’s a monk.Cut off the worldly relationship, the six senses are quiet, like wild flowers in the mountains, blooming and falling, and not being burdened by the world.
Hearing the slight sigh in his voice, Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but be stunned. I heard it right?
Is the head of a Taoist sect actually envious of the monk?
But the monk is not what he wants to do. The wild flowers bloom and fall in the mountains are so depressing that it sounds like a depressing sound.
Cheng Zongyang thought for a long time and then asked: Is there an industry that can have endless money to spend, endless blessings to enjoy, and there is no need to do anything?
Wang Zhe smiled and said: Are you talking about a god?If you know how to be a god, remember to tell me.
Cheng Zongyang could only smile bitterly.
Wang Zhe looked at him and suddenly said: Do you want to join the army?
Cheng Zongyang immediately replied: No.I don't want to.
Traveling into this world to be a big soldier?Drinking white water, eating chen rice, and gnawing horse meat all day, you may be bitten to death by orcs at any time... This is definitely not the life he wants.
Wang Zhe said slowly: I have a relative who is incurable and has also found many famous doctors, but it has never been cured.Perhaps, the root of life and death in your body can help.I hope you can stay in the army for a while and let me find a way to guide Zhenyang.
Be a guinea pig?
Cheng Zongyang's first reaction was to refuse, but when he saw Wang Zhe's earnest eyes, he hesitated again.
If you can make such an extraordinary person ask for a request, you can imagine the importance of this incident to Wang Zhe.
He was fully capable of forcibly detaining himself in the military camp, but he still chose to seek his opinion. This calmness made Cheng Zongyang admire him very much.
Promise him?What if Wang Zhe has never found a way to guide Zhenyang?
Cheng Zongyang hesitated for a while and then said: This matter is very important. Can you give me two days to think about it carefully?
Can.
Wang Zhe agreed immediately.
Cheng Zongyang was about to leave, but Wang Zhe called him again and said solemnly: Your life and death roots are of great importance, so don't leak them easily....
It was already late at night when I left the handsome tent.
Cheng Zongyang expressed in surprise that the starry sky above his head was so bright.
The Milky Way runs across the sky from south to north, like a brilliant galaxy flowing above your head.
The moonlight is not inferior, and it is not as rare as Cao Mengde said about the moon and stars. Instead, the stars and moon shine together. The countless stars and the moon reflect the grassland brightly.
Cheng Zongyang had just slept for a night and was in high spirits. Seeing such a beautiful scenery, he couldn't bear to return to the narrow tent, so he simply climbed to the high hills to see the night of the grassland.
The air is as cool as water and refreshing.
The boundless grass sways slowly in the night wind, and the moonlight and starlight condense on the tips of the grass like water droplets, flashing with the wind, like a tide formed by countless pearls, bright and vivid.
Cheng Zongyang lay down on the grass, stretching his limbs as much as possible, feeling the soft feeling of the night wind blowing through his body.
The whole body seemed to merge with the grassland beneath it, extending far to the end of the world.
The night against the backdrop of countless stars seems to be velvet covered with gorgeous gems, softly covering the body.
The sky is so close to the earth that it seems that with just stretching out your hand, you can pick up the slightly cool star dust in the Milky Way, and hear the crystal-like sound of sound when they collide.
Cheng Zongyang was immersed in this endless night scene, his chaotic mood became quiet and his breathing gradually softened.The whole person is like a berries brewed in wine, not ripe and do not wake up.
But this night is destined to be uneasy.Just as Cheng Zongyang was obsessed with the beautiful scenery of this strange time and space, a figure swept across the quiet grassland like a wind, and his black back exuded a strong murderous intent.
There is a small tent in the leeward depression under the hills.Most of the soldiers in the legion were eight to ten people per tent, while only one person lived in this tent.Because the owner of this tent is a girl.
During the afternoon battle, Yueshuang's ribs were broken.Although Wang Zhe didn't say anything, Han Geng had a gloomy face all night. As soon as he returned to the barracks, he ordered her horses and weapons to be taken away.
Yueshuang was very dissatisfied. I am also a soldier of the First Legion, why can't I go to the battlefield?Although my swordsmanship is not good, the orc warriors can't beat me!
Han Geng’s answer is only two words: Shut up!
Yue Shuang's bright eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she choked and said: I know, you just look down on me and think that I have dragged you down. This kind of thing... is not what I want!
Han Geng, who took the general's head among millions of troops, was like taking a pill, suddenly panicked and said in a low voice: Don't cry!The commander is afraid that you will have any accidents. Life and death hang on the front line in the battlefield, and there is no eyebrow on the sword and arrow. If you hurt you, it will be too late for us to regret it.
What's the use of not letting me go to the battlefield?
Han Geng said: As long as your injuries are healed, not to mention going to the battlefield, even if you lead the army alone, the commander of the division will definitely allow it.
Yueshuang raised her face in surprise, really!
Han Geng said in sternly: Let’s take care of the wound first.
Yueshuang's face collapsed again, but when will my injury be healed?
Han Geng was silent for a moment and handed the pill to Yueshuang. Su Jiaoyu refined it for you.It can stimulate the true yang in the body and drive away the cold air. You can keep it first and take it after the trauma is cured.
Yueshuang took the pill, Senior Brother Han, thank you.
Han Geng sighed slightly in his heart.
Since Yue Shuang was injured by someone's heavy palm, she has never been able to remove the cold poison when she entered her body. In the past ten years, she has taken many famous medicines and strange prescriptions. The wounds of the cold poison can only be suppressed and cannot be cured. It is also thanks to the strong power of Taiyi Zhenzong. Su Jianyu and others searched all over the world, and various precious drugs were sent in a steady stream. Shi Shushuai even took no hesitation to consume her true energy and continue her broken meridians, which saved her life.
Therefore, the Master General lost the possibility of fully mastering the Nine Yang Divine Power, and stayed in the eighth Yang realm for more than ten years, and no longer made any progress.
These are all things Yueshuang doesn't know.Killing enemies in battle is all about them, as long as she can be safe for her life, it is enough.
Before leaving, Han Geng remembered something again, right?Shishuai wants me to tell you that the young man who saved you in the afternoon is also in the army. To find an opportunity tomorrow, you should thank him in person.
When Yue Shuang thought of Cheng Zongyang's shameless pinch, she felt so angry that her teeth were itchy.That shameless person!Yue Shuang wished she could stab him to death with a sword!
After Han Geng left, Yueshuang carefully untied her clothes.
The broken ribs have been reconnected, placed on fixed wooden boards and wrapped tightly with bandages.
She still had a little pain during the activity, but it was much better than she expected.
As for internal injuries and vomiting of blood, she had long been used to it, and it was no big deal to have one more mouthful.
Another area is the scratch on the side of her breasts. That bastard grabbed the injured part and kneaded it in a vulgar way.
Thank him!
Yueshuang thought angrily.
Then she was surprised to find that her pink breasts were as intact as before, and the bloody wound left only a faint red mark, which had actually healed.
Yueshuang couldn't figure it out.She remembered that the beast barbarian's claws penetrated her leather armor like a blade, tearing open her skin, and the armor was splashed with blood. How could it be cured in just two hours?
Yueshuang was puzzled and simply stopped thinking about it.She covered her breasts and lay on the bed with her clothes, thinking about asking Shishuai for another sword tomorrow, or the big sword equipped by Tiance Camp was also good.
Half dreaming and half awake, a subtle noise alarmed Yue Shuang.
She grew up in this most elite legion of the great man, and she was far more sensitive to danger than ordinary people.
She controlled her breathing and opened her eyes wide.
A piece of knife tip pierces the tent made of cowhide and slowly cuts down.The assassin in black held his breath, cut the skin tent bit by bit, and then opened the tent.
Just as my wrist was about inch, I suddenly felt a sharp pain and the long sword flew out of my hand.
Yue Shuang slashed his wrist with her palm, knocked off the long knife, pulled it with the flow, grabbed his pulse, then turned sideways, bent her left arm, and elbows out, hitting the assassin's chest and abdomen.
The assassin was careless for a moment and thought that Yue Shuang was seriously injured, so he missed the opportunity.He forced Yueshuang to one elbow, then squeezed into the tent diagonally, fighting with Yueshuang.
The sturdy cowhide of the tent couldn't stop swaying under the strong wind.After all, Yueshuang was injured. During the fight, the newly-connected ribs broke again, causing cold sweat to burst into her forehead.
The assassin's move was vicious and he saw that Yue Shuang's injuries had not healed. He attacked her chest and abdomen with several moves. Then he suddenly twisted his body and threw a whip under Yue Shuang's ribs.
The wooden board fixed on the side of Yueshuang's chest suddenly shattered. She staggered back a few steps, feeling very hatred in her heart. If it weren't for the injury of many years, her dantian was like ice and frost and her power could not be exerted. How could an assassin of this level force herself to be so embarrassed?
In anger, he retreated continuously, and Yueshuang hit the door of the tent.The door curtain, which was tied tightly with a leather strip, was knocked apart, revealing a hateful face.
Cheng Zongyang shook his hand awkwardly, Hi.
The moonlight was like washing on the grassland, and that guy still had to wear black clothes, so it was hard for Cheng Zongyang to not see it.
He didn't realize that this was an assassin, but he was curious for a moment and followed him.
Unexpectedly, I met this little beauty and was knocked away for the second time.
Seeing that the trail was revealed, the assassin bent down and pulled out a dagger from his boots and turned to his body.
Yue Shuang's first reaction was to retreat, and Cheng Zongyang saw the assassin coming and wanted to escape. The two got closer and collided in panic and fell into a ball on the ground.
You are looking for death!
Yue Shuang fell into Cheng Zongyang's arms again, and was wrapped around his lower abdomen with one hand, and touched it down. She was immediately furious. Seeing the enemy's dagger stabbed, she couldn't dodge in a hurry, so she wanted to push him out to block the dagger and try to fight back. But she didn't know that a warm and warm current was inexplicably born in her lower abdomen. In an instant, the cold poison that could not be driven away in the dantian for a long time disappeared, and the true energy was able to flow and walk half of her body.
This situation only happened in a dream. Yue Shuang was surprised and happy. She first glared at Cheng Zongyang fiercely, then shook her long hair, and twisted out a thin needle from her right hand and bending her fingers out.
The tiny silver needle tear open the air and makes a sharp sound.A silver light flashed and sank into the assassin's eyes.The assassin roared, covering his left eye, and blood flowed out from his fingers.
The assassin hissed: The blink of an eye!The little bitch is indeed a remnant of the Yue family!
He pulled out the silver needle in his eyes fiercely, then rushed over, and the dagger flashed with blue luster was like the fangs of a poisonous snake, stabbing Yue Shuang's heart.
Yueshuang struggled to get up, but the divine tip of her fingers consumed a lot of true energy. The true energy that had just flowed away disappeared again. Her dantian was as cold as before. She could only sit up a little, and then fell down weakly.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Cheng Zongyang grabbed Yueshuang's shoulder and dragged her out of the tent.
At this moment, a powerful energy came from the right side of the tent, and the tough cowhide shattered, like a group of butterflies flying everywhere.
Han Geng slapped the skin tent with his palm, and his powerful palm force shocked the assassin and flew to the side.
At this time, Wenze and the soldiers in the camp had arrived one after another.
Han Geng waved his sleeves and stepped into the slump of the tent, saying in a deep voice: Keep a living mouth.
Before he finished speaking, a long sword penetrated from the other side of the tent, and a flowing cold light penetrated the assassin's throat, revealing an inch of sharpness from under his jaw.
The sword of Wuding.The sharpest of the six famous swords of Taiyi Zhenzong.
Han Geng stopped and said coldly: Uncle Shangshi.
The sword withdrew and sank into the sheath with a clang.Then Shang Lexuan's tall figure appeared from behind the tent.
He broke into the military camp and tried to assassinate him, but he would have no choice but to die.
Han Geng stared at him and then said coldly: Thank you, uncle, for help.
Then he shouted: Come!Drag the body down and find out the identity of the assassin!
There was a sigh behind the tent, and another person walked out of the tent.Lin Caiquan said in a desolate manner: No need to watch it.
He is from Taiyi Zhen Sect and comes with me.
Han Geng raised his sword eyebrows and was about to ask, Su Weiyang and Zhuo Yunjun walked out side by side.Zhuo Yunjun picked up the black scarf masked by the assassin with a sword and said angrily: It's him!
Han Gengsenran said: Since I am a subordinate of Taiyi Zhen Sect, why dare to come to the legion to assassinate?
Lin Caiquan sighed: You don’t know anything.The leader of the sect was outside, and no one was in charge of the Dragon Pond.Although there are still six sects, they are not subordinate to each other.In recent years, some despised figures have entered my sect, which has had a great influence on my reputation as Taiyi Zhenzong.
Han Geng said: Whose disciple is he?
Lin Caiquan shook his head without making any sound.
Lin Zhilan!
Zhuo Yunjun's pink face turned red and she said angrily: Why is Junior Brother Lin so careless!Even such a gangster was taken into the door!
They quarreled in the audience, but Cheng Zongyang felt that the situation was getting worse and worse.
Yueshuang's shoulders were as cold as ice, and she felt a hint of coldness. Her face seemed to be covered with white frost, her body trembled faintly, and suddenly she opened her cherry lips and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The blood fell on the grass and jingled, but it was a few pieces of condensed ice.
Hello!
Cheng Zongyang pointed at the blood condensed into ice, and anxiously didn't know what to say. She...she vomited ice!
……
Yueshuang was already in a coma and her face turned pale.Even though it is covered with thick fur, there is still cold air coming out of the body.
Wenze covered the last piece of fur on Yueshuang, then sat down and added the branches to the brazier.
Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but ask: What's wrong with her?
Wen Ze was silent for a moment, then said: The young lady was beaten by a master when she was young, and her injuries had not healed.Her body is damaging with cold and poison, and once it occurs, it will be biting cold and irritating. Only by practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art can she save her life.
This situation sounds so familiar. Cheng Zongyang scratched his head and asked carefully: Is Miss Yueshuang injured?... Could it be that it is really Xuanming Divine Palm?
Wen Ze looked surprised, as if he had never heard of it before, and said strangely: What Xuanming Divine Palm?Have you ever seen injuries like this?
Cheng Zongyang sighed and said: This... I have a friend named Zhang who has suffered similar injuries and finally cured it.
Wen Ze was both surprised and happy. How did he cure it?
Cheng Zongyang shook his head and said: He was first knocked off the cliff, but he got a book of magical skills from the monkey's belly. He practiced it for about three or five years, and healed himself.
Wen Ze frowned and said: It's too ridiculous to fall off the cliff and never die, and to get secret books from the monkey's belly. This kind of thing is too ridiculous. Please forgive me for not believing it.
This time, Cheng Zongyang nodded vigorously and said: I'm right, I don't believe it either.
Wen Ze hesitated for a moment, but was worried after all, and asked again: What kind of skills did your friend named Zhang practice?
Isn’t it just Yueshuang who is practicing?
Cheng Zong coughed, I don’t know this.
Wenze looked at Yue Shuang in a coma and couldn't help but sigh again.
Cheng Zongyang had another thought in his mind.The assassin just shouted, "The Remnant of Yue Family". Is Yue Shuang a descendant of Yue Pengju, King Wu Mu?No wonder Wang Zhe and the army were so careful.Could it be the ones who want to assassinate her, Song Gaozong and Qin Hui?...
In the early morning, Cheng Zongyang sat lazily on the hillside, biting a grass stem boredly.
The assassination did not seem to have happened last night. The broken tent was removed and replaced with another one, and the assassin's body disappeared.
The assassin came to visit the envoy who was in charge of the sect, causing Taiyi Zhenzong to lose face.Lin Caiquan ordered that all disciples stay in the tent and not be allowed to walk around the military camp.
This ban has nothing to do with Cheng Zongyang. As a visitor to another world, he lived a very leisurely life.Wang Zhe's handsome tent was not turned off all night, and he was obviously busy with major issues and had no time to ask him to use the root of life and death.
There was only one infantry phalanx in the battle yesterday. Cheng Zongyang originally thought that the number of this legion was not too large, but when he saw the army's tent, Cheng Zongyang realized that it was far beyond his imagination.
The First Legion of the Zuowu Army was divided into three large camps, arranged in the shape of a pin character.
The first to be hit was the Tianwu Camp. The infantry who used a seven-meter spear remained silent outside the battlefield, showing a rock-like will that Cheng Zongyang could not understand.
Maybe this is the real soldier.
Cheng Zongyang could imagine that as long as Wang Zhe gave his order, these men would rush towards the target without hesitation, even if they gave their lives.
The other two camps were far apart and could not be seen clearly for a while. Cheng Zongyang calculated that the tents of the Tianwu Battalion alone exceeded 400, and the number of soldiers exceeded 3,000. According to this calculation, the entire legion was nearly 10,000.
With the combat effectiveness shown by a square formation of Tianwu Army yesterday, such an army can be said to be invincible on the entire grassland.Those orcs who lack organization are not afraid of the number of them.
Cheng Zongyang thought to himself, after fighting those orcs, the legion should be in power, right?
He was very curious about the world he was in. What kind of country was that?
In the history I know, the golden powder of the Six Dynasties can be said to be a romantic life for thousands of years. I wonder how much the Six Dynasties in front of me are related to the history I know?
Brother Cheng!
Wen Ze, dressed in a literati, climbed up the hill easily. Judging from his agile skills, he was much better than himself.
Cheng Zongyang had a good impression of this staff officer and said: Wen Guanjun, why did you have time to come here?
Wen Ze smiled and said: It’s just here to find Brother Cheng for advice.
Cheng Zongyang felt strange. He had never fought a war, so what could he ask for advice?
Wen Ze set his pace and waved: Brother Cheng, how does our army lineup look?
Cheng Zongyang said sincerely: Very strong.
The Qin crossbow that can shoot 300 meters, the heavy spear that is seven meters long, and these steel-like men.Cheng Zongyang could not imagine whether there would be an army stronger than them in the era of cold weapons.
Wen Ze said: Since our army started its troops, we have traveled more than 5,000 miles in three months and fought more than 40 battles with the beast barbarians.Killing is infinity.Just now, the orc chief sent an envoy to fight our army to a decisive battle tomorrow.According to my estimate, there are less than two thousand soldiers who can fight the Beast Barbarians, and our army can decide in one battle.
It sounds good news.
Wen Ze smiled and said: Brother Cheng is right.What the Shishuai was most worried about was that these beasts and barbarians fled in all directions, and it was difficult to pursue and suppress them.Today they took the initiative to fight, and our army is seeking it.The beast barbarians have been suffering from Western Xinjiang for many years, and now it is a good opportunity to eliminate those beasts.
After talking for a long time, Cheng Zongyang hadn't heard what he had to ask for him, so he couldn't help asking: What's wrong with Wen Zongjun looking for me?
Oh, that's it.
Wen Ze said: I have thought about the zipper that Brother Cheng took out yesterday for a long time. I wonder if Brother Cheng can do it bigger?
A little bigger?How old should it be?
Wenze explained: Although our Zuowu First Legion is good at field battles, what we are best at is city battles.
Our army is mostly infantry, and when we encounter a large number of war cavalry sieges in the wilderness, it is often damaged.Seeing Brother Cheng's zipper, Wen suddenly had a thought, wondering if the zipper could be made larger once. He used brass as the tooth chain and iron as the mechanism to connect the board barriers that were 1 zhang high and three inches thick.
Cheng Zongyang was stunned when he heard this. He wanted to use zippers to make the city wall?
Wen Ze said to himself: ...In this way, it only takes half an hour to build a wooden city, and the close collaboration is better than digging soil and standing up a wall arranged by timber.
Cheng Zongyang glanced at him with admiration. There was nothing he could do, only unexpected things could be imagined. I wonder if the cost was calculated?
Cheng Zongyang decided to help Wenze and connect the city wall with a zipper, which is at least a hundred times larger than an ordinary zipper of one foot.In this way, one counts one hundred silver baht.If the wooden city you want to build is one hundred feet long, it will cost ten thousand silver baht for a zipper alone.
Ten thousand silver baht, that is nearly a thousand war horses. If you make a wooden city, it is better to be equipped with one thousand cavalry!
Wen Zexian didn't expect this, and his face changed slightly. Before he could answer, a whip came whistled with the sound of the wind.
Shameless!
I have never thought about time travel, let alone what to do after time travel.
After coming to this time and space, especially after witnessing the bloody battle between the orcs and humans, Cheng Zongyang just wanted to go back and return to the world he was familiar with.
That world may be hypocritical, dull, and even passion is cheap, but at least it is familiar to me.
Wang Zhe said lightly: What if you can’t go back?
Cheng Zongyang said impulsively: Then I will find a way to go back!
So what before you come up with a solution?Before this, you always have to live in this world.
Wang Zhe said: Why do you want to live a life?
Cheng Zongyang fell into deep thought.
Living in this world?He hasn't thought about this question yet.
What exactly can I do?Cheng Zongyang asked himself.
As an English graduate, everything he learned is of no use in this world.Not to mention the United Kingdom in this world, it is a question whether there is Europe or not.
So what else can he do?
Make money by selling zippers?Become a wealthy businessman in this world with the knowledge you have?
Learn how to guide Zhenyang and use your talents to be a famous doctor?
Learn the legendary peerless magical skills and become the overlord of the martial arts world?
All of these are OK, but they also contain huge risks. If we look at the current situation, before we achieve success, we may have already died on the streets. The success and success that I wanted in the past was not in this world... I dare to ask the teacher coach, who is the most powerful in this world?
Wang Zhe said lightly: Of course, he is today.
Become an emperor?
Cheng Zongyang was impulsive and immediately remembered that the emperor was not a good job.
Qin Shihuang swept across the six kingdoms and was known as the emperor of the ages, but he was exhausted on his way on a business trip.
Working overtime day and night, no holidays, no salary, paying money to others all day long, and having fun occasionally, there is a group of damn staff staring at it, and more importantly, there is no chance of promotion at all.
Cheng Zongyang asked again: What about the most comfortable person?
Wang Zhe thought for a moment and slowly said: Maybe it’s a monk.Cut off the worldly relationship, the six senses are quiet, like wild flowers in the mountains, blooming and falling, and not being burdened by the world.
Hearing the slight sigh in his voice, Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but be stunned. I heard it right?
Is the head of a Taoist sect actually envious of the monk?
But the monk is not what he wants to do. The wild flowers bloom and fall in the mountains are so depressing that it sounds like a depressing sound.
Cheng Zongyang thought for a long time and then asked: Is there an industry that can have endless money to spend, endless blessings to enjoy, and there is no need to do anything?
Wang Zhe smiled and said: Are you talking about a god?If you know how to be a god, remember to tell me.
Cheng Zongyang could only smile bitterly.
Wang Zhe looked at him and suddenly said: Do you want to join the army?
Cheng Zongyang immediately replied: No.I don't want to.
Traveling into this world to be a big soldier?Drinking white water, eating chen rice, and gnawing horse meat all day, you may be bitten to death by orcs at any time... This is definitely not the life he wants.
Wang Zhe said slowly: I have a relative who is incurable and has also found many famous doctors, but it has never been cured.Perhaps, the root of life and death in your body can help.I hope you can stay in the army for a while and let me find a way to guide Zhenyang.
Be a guinea pig?
Cheng Zongyang's first reaction was to refuse, but when he saw Wang Zhe's earnest eyes, he hesitated again.
If you can make such an extraordinary person ask for a request, you can imagine the importance of this incident to Wang Zhe.
He was fully capable of forcibly detaining himself in the military camp, but he still chose to seek his opinion. This calmness made Cheng Zongyang admire him very much.
Promise him?What if Wang Zhe has never found a way to guide Zhenyang?
Cheng Zongyang hesitated for a while and then said: This matter is very important. Can you give me two days to think about it carefully?
Can.
Wang Zhe agreed immediately.
Cheng Zongyang was about to leave, but Wang Zhe called him again and said solemnly: Your life and death roots are of great importance, so don't leak them easily....
It was already late at night when I left the handsome tent.
Cheng Zongyang expressed in surprise that the starry sky above his head was so bright.
The Milky Way runs across the sky from south to north, like a brilliant galaxy flowing above your head.
The moonlight is not inferior, and it is not as rare as Cao Mengde said about the moon and stars. Instead, the stars and moon shine together. The countless stars and the moon reflect the grassland brightly.
Cheng Zongyang had just slept for a night and was in high spirits. Seeing such a beautiful scenery, he couldn't bear to return to the narrow tent, so he simply climbed to the high hills to see the night of the grassland.
The air is as cool as water and refreshing.
The boundless grass sways slowly in the night wind, and the moonlight and starlight condense on the tips of the grass like water droplets, flashing with the wind, like a tide formed by countless pearls, bright and vivid.
Cheng Zongyang lay down on the grass, stretching his limbs as much as possible, feeling the soft feeling of the night wind blowing through his body.
The whole body seemed to merge with the grassland beneath it, extending far to the end of the world.
The night against the backdrop of countless stars seems to be velvet covered with gorgeous gems, softly covering the body.
The sky is so close to the earth that it seems that with just stretching out your hand, you can pick up the slightly cool star dust in the Milky Way, and hear the crystal-like sound of sound when they collide.
Cheng Zongyang was immersed in this endless night scene, his chaotic mood became quiet and his breathing gradually softened.The whole person is like a berries brewed in wine, not ripe and do not wake up.
But this night is destined to be uneasy.Just as Cheng Zongyang was obsessed with the beautiful scenery of this strange time and space, a figure swept across the quiet grassland like a wind, and his black back exuded a strong murderous intent.
There is a small tent in the leeward depression under the hills.Most of the soldiers in the legion were eight to ten people per tent, while only one person lived in this tent.Because the owner of this tent is a girl.
During the afternoon battle, Yueshuang's ribs were broken.Although Wang Zhe didn't say anything, Han Geng had a gloomy face all night. As soon as he returned to the barracks, he ordered her horses and weapons to be taken away.
Yueshuang was very dissatisfied. I am also a soldier of the First Legion, why can't I go to the battlefield?Although my swordsmanship is not good, the orc warriors can't beat me!
Han Geng’s answer is only two words: Shut up!
Yue Shuang's bright eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she choked and said: I know, you just look down on me and think that I have dragged you down. This kind of thing... is not what I want!
Han Geng, who took the general's head among millions of troops, was like taking a pill, suddenly panicked and said in a low voice: Don't cry!The commander is afraid that you will have any accidents. Life and death hang on the front line in the battlefield, and there is no eyebrow on the sword and arrow. If you hurt you, it will be too late for us to regret it.
What's the use of not letting me go to the battlefield?
Han Geng said: As long as your injuries are healed, not to mention going to the battlefield, even if you lead the army alone, the commander of the division will definitely allow it.
Yueshuang raised her face in surprise, really!
Han Geng said in sternly: Let’s take care of the wound first.
Yueshuang's face collapsed again, but when will my injury be healed?
Han Geng was silent for a moment and handed the pill to Yueshuang. Su Jiaoyu refined it for you.It can stimulate the true yang in the body and drive away the cold air. You can keep it first and take it after the trauma is cured.
Yueshuang took the pill, Senior Brother Han, thank you.
Han Geng sighed slightly in his heart.
Since Yue Shuang was injured by someone's heavy palm, she has never been able to remove the cold poison when she entered her body. In the past ten years, she has taken many famous medicines and strange prescriptions. The wounds of the cold poison can only be suppressed and cannot be cured. It is also thanks to the strong power of Taiyi Zhenzong. Su Jianyu and others searched all over the world, and various precious drugs were sent in a steady stream. Shi Shushuai even took no hesitation to consume her true energy and continue her broken meridians, which saved her life.
Therefore, the Master General lost the possibility of fully mastering the Nine Yang Divine Power, and stayed in the eighth Yang realm for more than ten years, and no longer made any progress.
These are all things Yueshuang doesn't know.Killing enemies in battle is all about them, as long as she can be safe for her life, it is enough.
Before leaving, Han Geng remembered something again, right?Shishuai wants me to tell you that the young man who saved you in the afternoon is also in the army. To find an opportunity tomorrow, you should thank him in person.
When Yue Shuang thought of Cheng Zongyang's shameless pinch, she felt so angry that her teeth were itchy.That shameless person!Yue Shuang wished she could stab him to death with a sword!
After Han Geng left, Yueshuang carefully untied her clothes.
The broken ribs have been reconnected, placed on fixed wooden boards and wrapped tightly with bandages.
She still had a little pain during the activity, but it was much better than she expected.
As for internal injuries and vomiting of blood, she had long been used to it, and it was no big deal to have one more mouthful.
Another area is the scratch on the side of her breasts. That bastard grabbed the injured part and kneaded it in a vulgar way.
Thank him!
Yueshuang thought angrily.
Then she was surprised to find that her pink breasts were as intact as before, and the bloody wound left only a faint red mark, which had actually healed.
Yueshuang couldn't figure it out.She remembered that the beast barbarian's claws penetrated her leather armor like a blade, tearing open her skin, and the armor was splashed with blood. How could it be cured in just two hours?
Yueshuang was puzzled and simply stopped thinking about it.She covered her breasts and lay on the bed with her clothes, thinking about asking Shishuai for another sword tomorrow, or the big sword equipped by Tiance Camp was also good.
Half dreaming and half awake, a subtle noise alarmed Yue Shuang.
She grew up in this most elite legion of the great man, and she was far more sensitive to danger than ordinary people.
She controlled her breathing and opened her eyes wide.
A piece of knife tip pierces the tent made of cowhide and slowly cuts down.The assassin in black held his breath, cut the skin tent bit by bit, and then opened the tent.
Just as my wrist was about inch, I suddenly felt a sharp pain and the long sword flew out of my hand.
Yue Shuang slashed his wrist with her palm, knocked off the long knife, pulled it with the flow, grabbed his pulse, then turned sideways, bent her left arm, and elbows out, hitting the assassin's chest and abdomen.
The assassin was careless for a moment and thought that Yue Shuang was seriously injured, so he missed the opportunity.He forced Yueshuang to one elbow, then squeezed into the tent diagonally, fighting with Yueshuang.
The sturdy cowhide of the tent couldn't stop swaying under the strong wind.After all, Yueshuang was injured. During the fight, the newly-connected ribs broke again, causing cold sweat to burst into her forehead.
The assassin's move was vicious and he saw that Yue Shuang's injuries had not healed. He attacked her chest and abdomen with several moves. Then he suddenly twisted his body and threw a whip under Yue Shuang's ribs.
The wooden board fixed on the side of Yueshuang's chest suddenly shattered. She staggered back a few steps, feeling very hatred in her heart. If it weren't for the injury of many years, her dantian was like ice and frost and her power could not be exerted. How could an assassin of this level force herself to be so embarrassed?
In anger, he retreated continuously, and Yueshuang hit the door of the tent.The door curtain, which was tied tightly with a leather strip, was knocked apart, revealing a hateful face.
Cheng Zongyang shook his hand awkwardly, Hi.
The moonlight was like washing on the grassland, and that guy still had to wear black clothes, so it was hard for Cheng Zongyang to not see it.
He didn't realize that this was an assassin, but he was curious for a moment and followed him.
Unexpectedly, I met this little beauty and was knocked away for the second time.
Seeing that the trail was revealed, the assassin bent down and pulled out a dagger from his boots and turned to his body.
Yue Shuang's first reaction was to retreat, and Cheng Zongyang saw the assassin coming and wanted to escape. The two got closer and collided in panic and fell into a ball on the ground.
You are looking for death!
Yue Shuang fell into Cheng Zongyang's arms again, and was wrapped around his lower abdomen with one hand, and touched it down. She was immediately furious. Seeing the enemy's dagger stabbed, she couldn't dodge in a hurry, so she wanted to push him out to block the dagger and try to fight back. But she didn't know that a warm and warm current was inexplicably born in her lower abdomen. In an instant, the cold poison that could not be driven away in the dantian for a long time disappeared, and the true energy was able to flow and walk half of her body.
This situation only happened in a dream. Yue Shuang was surprised and happy. She first glared at Cheng Zongyang fiercely, then shook her long hair, and twisted out a thin needle from her right hand and bending her fingers out.
The tiny silver needle tear open the air and makes a sharp sound.A silver light flashed and sank into the assassin's eyes.The assassin roared, covering his left eye, and blood flowed out from his fingers.
The assassin hissed: The blink of an eye!The little bitch is indeed a remnant of the Yue family!
He pulled out the silver needle in his eyes fiercely, then rushed over, and the dagger flashed with blue luster was like the fangs of a poisonous snake, stabbing Yue Shuang's heart.
Yueshuang struggled to get up, but the divine tip of her fingers consumed a lot of true energy. The true energy that had just flowed away disappeared again. Her dantian was as cold as before. She could only sit up a little, and then fell down weakly.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Cheng Zongyang grabbed Yueshuang's shoulder and dragged her out of the tent.
At this moment, a powerful energy came from the right side of the tent, and the tough cowhide shattered, like a group of butterflies flying everywhere.
Han Geng slapped the skin tent with his palm, and his powerful palm force shocked the assassin and flew to the side.
At this time, Wenze and the soldiers in the camp had arrived one after another.
Han Geng waved his sleeves and stepped into the slump of the tent, saying in a deep voice: Keep a living mouth.
Before he finished speaking, a long sword penetrated from the other side of the tent, and a flowing cold light penetrated the assassin's throat, revealing an inch of sharpness from under his jaw.
The sword of Wuding.The sharpest of the six famous swords of Taiyi Zhenzong.
Han Geng stopped and said coldly: Uncle Shangshi.
The sword withdrew and sank into the sheath with a clang.Then Shang Lexuan's tall figure appeared from behind the tent.
He broke into the military camp and tried to assassinate him, but he would have no choice but to die.
Han Geng stared at him and then said coldly: Thank you, uncle, for help.
Then he shouted: Come!Drag the body down and find out the identity of the assassin!
There was a sigh behind the tent, and another person walked out of the tent.Lin Caiquan said in a desolate manner: No need to watch it.
He is from Taiyi Zhen Sect and comes with me.
Han Geng raised his sword eyebrows and was about to ask, Su Weiyang and Zhuo Yunjun walked out side by side.Zhuo Yunjun picked up the black scarf masked by the assassin with a sword and said angrily: It's him!
Han Gengsenran said: Since I am a subordinate of Taiyi Zhen Sect, why dare to come to the legion to assassinate?
Lin Caiquan sighed: You don’t know anything.The leader of the sect was outside, and no one was in charge of the Dragon Pond.Although there are still six sects, they are not subordinate to each other.In recent years, some despised figures have entered my sect, which has had a great influence on my reputation as Taiyi Zhenzong.
Han Geng said: Whose disciple is he?
Lin Caiquan shook his head without making any sound.
Lin Zhilan!
Zhuo Yunjun's pink face turned red and she said angrily: Why is Junior Brother Lin so careless!Even such a gangster was taken into the door!
They quarreled in the audience, but Cheng Zongyang felt that the situation was getting worse and worse.
Yueshuang's shoulders were as cold as ice, and she felt a hint of coldness. Her face seemed to be covered with white frost, her body trembled faintly, and suddenly she opened her cherry lips and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The blood fell on the grass and jingled, but it was a few pieces of condensed ice.
Hello!
Cheng Zongyang pointed at the blood condensed into ice, and anxiously didn't know what to say. She...she vomited ice!
……
Yueshuang was already in a coma and her face turned pale.Even though it is covered with thick fur, there is still cold air coming out of the body.
Wenze covered the last piece of fur on Yueshuang, then sat down and added the branches to the brazier.
Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but ask: What's wrong with her?
Wen Ze was silent for a moment, then said: The young lady was beaten by a master when she was young, and her injuries had not healed.Her body is damaging with cold and poison, and once it occurs, it will be biting cold and irritating. Only by practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art can she save her life.
This situation sounds so familiar. Cheng Zongyang scratched his head and asked carefully: Is Miss Yueshuang injured?... Could it be that it is really Xuanming Divine Palm?
Wen Ze looked surprised, as if he had never heard of it before, and said strangely: What Xuanming Divine Palm?Have you ever seen injuries like this?
Cheng Zongyang sighed and said: This... I have a friend named Zhang who has suffered similar injuries and finally cured it.
Wen Ze was both surprised and happy. How did he cure it?
Cheng Zongyang shook his head and said: He was first knocked off the cliff, but he got a book of magical skills from the monkey's belly. He practiced it for about three or five years, and healed himself.
Wen Ze frowned and said: It's too ridiculous to fall off the cliff and never die, and to get secret books from the monkey's belly. This kind of thing is too ridiculous. Please forgive me for not believing it.
This time, Cheng Zongyang nodded vigorously and said: I'm right, I don't believe it either.
Wen Ze hesitated for a moment, but was worried after all, and asked again: What kind of skills did your friend named Zhang practice?
Isn’t it just Yueshuang who is practicing?
Cheng Zong coughed, I don’t know this.
Wenze looked at Yue Shuang in a coma and couldn't help but sigh again.
Cheng Zongyang had another thought in his mind.The assassin just shouted, "The Remnant of Yue Family". Is Yue Shuang a descendant of Yue Pengju, King Wu Mu?No wonder Wang Zhe and the army were so careful.Could it be the ones who want to assassinate her, Song Gaozong and Qin Hui?...
In the early morning, Cheng Zongyang sat lazily on the hillside, biting a grass stem boredly.
The assassination did not seem to have happened last night. The broken tent was removed and replaced with another one, and the assassin's body disappeared.
The assassin came to visit the envoy who was in charge of the sect, causing Taiyi Zhenzong to lose face.Lin Caiquan ordered that all disciples stay in the tent and not be allowed to walk around the military camp.
This ban has nothing to do with Cheng Zongyang. As a visitor to another world, he lived a very leisurely life.Wang Zhe's handsome tent was not turned off all night, and he was obviously busy with major issues and had no time to ask him to use the root of life and death.
There was only one infantry phalanx in the battle yesterday. Cheng Zongyang originally thought that the number of this legion was not too large, but when he saw the army's tent, Cheng Zongyang realized that it was far beyond his imagination.
The First Legion of the Zuowu Army was divided into three large camps, arranged in the shape of a pin character.
The first to be hit was the Tianwu Camp. The infantry who used a seven-meter spear remained silent outside the battlefield, showing a rock-like will that Cheng Zongyang could not understand.
Maybe this is the real soldier.
Cheng Zongyang could imagine that as long as Wang Zhe gave his order, these men would rush towards the target without hesitation, even if they gave their lives.
The other two camps were far apart and could not be seen clearly for a while. Cheng Zongyang calculated that the tents of the Tianwu Battalion alone exceeded 400, and the number of soldiers exceeded 3,000. According to this calculation, the entire legion was nearly 10,000.
With the combat effectiveness shown by a square formation of Tianwu Army yesterday, such an army can be said to be invincible on the entire grassland.Those orcs who lack organization are not afraid of the number of them.
Cheng Zongyang thought to himself, after fighting those orcs, the legion should be in power, right?
He was very curious about the world he was in. What kind of country was that?
In the history I know, the golden powder of the Six Dynasties can be said to be a romantic life for thousands of years. I wonder how much the Six Dynasties in front of me are related to the history I know?
Brother Cheng!
Wen Ze, dressed in a literati, climbed up the hill easily. Judging from his agile skills, he was much better than himself.
Cheng Zongyang had a good impression of this staff officer and said: Wen Guanjun, why did you have time to come here?
Wen Ze smiled and said: It’s just here to find Brother Cheng for advice.
Cheng Zongyang felt strange. He had never fought a war, so what could he ask for advice?
Wen Ze set his pace and waved: Brother Cheng, how does our army lineup look?
Cheng Zongyang said sincerely: Very strong.
The Qin crossbow that can shoot 300 meters, the heavy spear that is seven meters long, and these steel-like men.Cheng Zongyang could not imagine whether there would be an army stronger than them in the era of cold weapons.
Wen Ze said: Since our army started its troops, we have traveled more than 5,000 miles in three months and fought more than 40 battles with the beast barbarians.Killing is infinity.Just now, the orc chief sent an envoy to fight our army to a decisive battle tomorrow.According to my estimate, there are less than two thousand soldiers who can fight the Beast Barbarians, and our army can decide in one battle.
It sounds good news.
Wen Ze smiled and said: Brother Cheng is right.What the Shishuai was most worried about was that these beasts and barbarians fled in all directions, and it was difficult to pursue and suppress them.Today they took the initiative to fight, and our army is seeking it.The beast barbarians have been suffering from Western Xinjiang for many years, and now it is a good opportunity to eliminate those beasts.
After talking for a long time, Cheng Zongyang hadn't heard what he had to ask for him, so he couldn't help asking: What's wrong with Wen Zongjun looking for me?
Oh, that's it.
Wen Ze said: I have thought about the zipper that Brother Cheng took out yesterday for a long time. I wonder if Brother Cheng can do it bigger?
A little bigger?How old should it be?
Wenze explained: Although our Zuowu First Legion is good at field battles, what we are best at is city battles.
Our army is mostly infantry, and when we encounter a large number of war cavalry sieges in the wilderness, it is often damaged.Seeing Brother Cheng's zipper, Wen suddenly had a thought, wondering if the zipper could be made larger once. He used brass as the tooth chain and iron as the mechanism to connect the board barriers that were 1 zhang high and three inches thick.
Cheng Zongyang was stunned when he heard this. He wanted to use zippers to make the city wall?
Wen Ze said to himself: ...In this way, it only takes half an hour to build a wooden city, and the close collaboration is better than digging soil and standing up a wall arranged by timber.
Cheng Zongyang glanced at him with admiration. There was nothing he could do, only unexpected things could be imagined. I wonder if the cost was calculated?
Cheng Zongyang decided to help Wenze and connect the city wall with a zipper, which is at least a hundred times larger than an ordinary zipper of one foot.In this way, one counts one hundred silver baht.If the wooden city you want to build is one hundred feet long, it will cost ten thousand silver baht for a zipper alone.
Ten thousand silver baht, that is nearly a thousand war horses. If you make a wooden city, it is better to be equipped with one thousand cavalry!
Wen Zexian didn't expect this, and his face changed slightly. Before he could answer, a whip came whistled with the sound of the wind.
Shameless!
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