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Chapter 1270: Cut down Huang Song, and unify the East Qing Dynasty (12)

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"Get out—get out—"

Yuan Xin suffered such a big loss in Jiang Pengji's hands, and he broke tens of thousands of troops and horses to enter, how could he not be angry

As soon as the ox's temper came up, he couldn't control it. He was in urgent need of an outlet for the power of the flood, and tearing down the main tent was the only choice.

The lieutenant under the tent did not dare to go against the wind to anger Yuan Xin. Even Huang Song's confidant, Nie Xun, would cut him if he wanted to, let alone others.

A group of vice generals exchanged glances with each other, clasped their fists angrily and stepped back, so as not to be swept away by the tail of the typhoon.

Everyone filed out, Yuan Xin looked at the empty handsome tent, panting like a cow, and his eyes were full of bright red bloodshots.

Yuan Xin was to blame for this defeat, but he didn't want to admit that it was his own fault that he couldn't accept it.

Victory or defeat is a common thing in military affairs, and he will definitely be able to surround and kill the enemy bandits next time!

Feeling gloomy in my heart, I drank bitter wine all night until I was very drunk.

at the same time-

Nie Xun, who had experienced a life-and-death struggle, finally opened his confused eyes with great effort.

"The military, the military division is awake? The military division is really awake!!!"

The military doctor who was taking care of him noticed that Nie Xun's eyelashes were trembling, and his heart was filled with excitement. This was a sign of waking up.

If he can't come here, the military doctor who is responsible for stitching the wound will be desperate, for fear of taking responsibility for Nie Xun's death.

Now, Nie Xun has not only not died, but has awakened smoothly. Not only has he not done anything, he has merit, and the Qingyun Road is at his feet!

"Master, what's wrong with you now? Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Would you like to drink some gruel to cushion your stomach?"

The military doctor was moved to tears. Nie Xun, the patient, was definitely the one under the most pressure for him to take over. They were in a coma for three days and three nights. During this period, the high fever persisted, and the wound was red and festering. They all thought that Nie Xun would not be able to resist this level, and they thought about preparing for the funeral.

Unexpectedly, Nie Xun seemed to be weak, and his desire to survive was so strong that he was stunned to pass the most difficult and dangerous stage.

Nie Xun looked at his face with no color, his lips were cracked and peeled due to lack of moisture, and his eyes were confused and scattered, as if his mind had not yet returned to the cage.

The military doctor could only hold back his excitement and looked at Nie Xun's mouth eagerly, expecting him to say something.

If Nie Xun's mind is clear, it means that he has temporarily escaped danger. If his mind is still chaotic, the danger period has not yet passed.

The military doctor tried to shout a few more times, but Nie Xun was finally willing to give him a little reaction, and his eyes rolled in his direction.

Nie Xun felt that he had had a terrible nightmare. He groped forward in the darkness, and there were things behind him that couldn't see clearly chasing him. He didn't know what it was, but he had a faint hunch that that thing was dangerous and could never be caught.

He could only keep running forward, but the footsteps behind him were getting closer.

When he was about to despair, he heard a cry coming from far and near, like a guide from somewhere. The girl's cry was vaguely inaudible at first, and then

It was the cry of a baby girl. She had cried for a long time, and she would cry from time to time. Hearing that, Nie Xun's heart ached for no reason.

He didn't care about what was chasing behind him, and followed the source of the baby girl's cry. If there was a child staying in this dark place, how desperate it would be. Nie Xun didn't know what he was thinking at the time, and he seemed to be obsessed with going in that direction.

I don't know how long it took, and a dazzling white light suddenly burst in front of my eyes, and the surrounding darkness was completely dispelled.

At the end of the light stood a graceful woman, wearing a peach-pink dress and a red shirt, bowing her head and coaxing something in a low voice. Nie Xun took a closer look, only to realize that there was a baby in the woman's arms. The woman also discovered his existence and looked back and called out.

[Cheng Yun—]

Sincerely

Nie Xun's heart was horrified, Huo Di's eyes widened, and a flood of memories flooded into his mind, abruptly awakening him in pain.

As soon as he woke up, Nie Xun didn't know where he was, until the dazzling candlelight shook the water vapor out of his eyes, and he gradually regained his senses.

"A military advisor? A military advisor?"

The military doctor was still calling out perseveringly. If it weren't for the fear of offending Nie Xun, he would have wanted to call him by his first and last name.

It is said that shouting like this can bring back the lost soul.

Nie Xun blinked his sour and watery eyes hard, and opened his lips with difficulty.

"Water, water..."

He was in a coma for three days and three nights. In addition to the medicinal juice that the military doctor poured into his stomach, he was two small bowls of fine rice porridge. He was thirsty and hungry at the moment.

The military doctor hurriedly asked someone to bring warm water and carefully fed Nie Xun a small half bowl, but Nie Xun was so weak at the moment that he had difficulty swallowing, and most of it was wasted. After drinking the water, Nie Xun couldn't resist the tiredness of his body and fell into a deep sleep again.

The second time I woke up, it was three hours later.

Nie Xun was much more conscious. He asked the soldier who was taking care of him for half a bowl of rice porridge. His cold limbs slowly filled with itchy warmth.

With his mind back, Nie Xun lay motionless on the simple bed, staring at the top of the tent.

At this time, a certain lieutenant ran to take a look at Nie Xun because he felt bad.

Nie Xun had gathered some strength and asked the lieutenant, "How's the battle going?"

Before he was seriously injured and fell into a coma, the battle situation was already extremely unfavorable. If Yuan Xin could evacuate in time, the loss should not be too great.

The lieutenant had a heavy face and hesitantly said, "Our army was defeated, lost more than 11,000 troops, and lost 30% of the baggage."

After Nie Xun heard this, he closed his eyes calmly.

The lieutenant said, "The commander, the commander... The last general has a bold idea... Why don't the commander secretly send a letter to the lord and secretly sack General Yuan Xin? General Yuan Xin is so... unbearable as a general! The crime that the commander suffered this time can never be Forget it."

Nie Xun closed his eyes and thought about it for a long time, until the lieutenant thought he had fallen asleep again.

"It's a big taboo for the military to change generals before the battle." Nie Xun said indifferently, "Furthermore... I'm afraid my life is not long..."

The lieutenant was startled, and looked at the military doctor in disbelief.

The military doctor nodded in embarrassment, and said, "The wound on the military division's body is too deep, although it did not hurt the vital organs, but the blood loss is too much, and the wound is red and festering... If you want to completely escape the danger, you need to see the next half month. The recovery situation, a careless…”

Nie Xun has passed the most difficult stage, but this does not mean that his life is safe.

The lack of supplies during the march and the unsettled environment for recuperation were all unfavorable conditions for Nie Xun.

Before the wound was completely healed, they couldn't take it lightly. If the wound suddenly cracked or bad luck invaded, Nie Xun's life would be explained here. According to the military doctor's years of experience as a doctor, Nie Xun's chance of surviving is less than half—

The lieutenant frowned in difficulty, and after a long while he snorted angrily, wishing he could grab the original letter and whip it out. Without Nie Xun to handle military affairs, the army would be in chaos, and Yuan Xin was a reckless man who only knew how to train and fight... What kind of thing is this!

Nie Xun twitched the corners of his mouth weakly and smiled bitterly, "I don't regret dying, but unfortunately I haven't seen the master's hegemony take shape yet..."