After silence, Aliche laughed again.
He turned back to look at Wen Qingzhu and saw her sitting on the ground, holding Fu Lie's broken sword in her hand. Tears dripped on the blade, breaking away the coagulated blood.
"This is his sword, this is his sword..." Wen Qingzhu couldn't believe that Fu Lie's sword could break.
In front of his eyes, in front of Wangyue Tower in his previous life, Fu Lie's sword still supported him even if thousands of arrows pierced his heart.
Aliche's men came forward to capture Wen Qingzhu, but Beidou directly picked her up and tried to retreat.
It's just that the people of the White Wolf tribe, even if not everyone is a master like Aliche, are still much better than ordinary people.
Beidou fought and retreated, but within a moment, he had several wounds on his body.
It was not a fatal injury, but it had made him understand that he and Wen Qingzhu could not escape.
Wen Qingzhu came to his senses, held Fu Lie in his arms, and signaled Beidou to let her go.
As she walked forward step by step, the people of the White Wolf tribe stared at her closely, and everyone raised their scimitars.
Seeing Wen Qingzhu walking directly towards the blade, Aliche still raised his hand.
The person blocking Wen Qingzhu's path automatically moved to both sides until she walked in front of Aliche.
"Where is Fu Lie?"
Wen Qingzhu's voice was calm, but her expression could not fool anyone.
"He will die. Even if Aluche risks his own life, he will not let him go." Aluche saw in her eyes a despair that could not be erased by thick ink.
At this moment, Aliche suddenly had a thought in his mind. Could it be that Ayuanche's death really had nothing to do with Wen Qingzhu
"He won't die, he promised me." Wen Qingzhu didn't say any nonsense. He turned to leave, but was surrounded by the White Wolf Legion.
Wen Qingzhu turned around, crossed the Ali car, and met He Lai's eyes.
The pale lips moved: Help me, please.
He Lai looked at the man holding the broken sword in front of him, and his heart was as sharp as a knife.
Wen Qingzhu, who is strategizing and turning everything upside down, should never be influenced by anyone and should always remain calm and collected.
And Wen Qingzhu in front of him seemed to have lost his soul. He was actually begging him for another man
He Lai clenched the sword in his hand and turned away.
But the old gentleman's words suddenly appeared in his ears: "You won't watch her die."
"Forget it." He Lai looked away and looked at the broken sword at his waist.
His sword was broken, and Fu Lie's sword was also broken, which at least shows that Fu Lie is not much stronger than him.
When he raised his head again, He Lai said directly to Ali Chai: "I will not leave today. No matter you let her go or not, we will still fight this battle! If I beat you, I can prove that I am better than Fu Lie." sharp!"
"Do you really want to fight me?" Aliche looked sideways behind him, and Wen Qingzhu's lips moved again.
Unfortunately, he had no idea what Wen Qingzhu was talking about.
The war was about to break out, and with the "killing" from He Laijun's side, the two sides directly fought head-on.
…
The setting sun is like blood, reflecting the vast grassland.
There were less than ten people left to escort Wen Qingzhu and the others.
The pursuers behind them never gave up and kept staring at them.
The squad leader suddenly stopped, took out a map from his waist, handed it to Wen Qingzhu and said, "Sir, this is what the general prepared for you before."
Wen Qingzhu took it and looked at it. There were several locations circled in ink on it, all near her road.
Glancing at the pursuers behind him, the squad leader pulled out his scimitar and said goodbye to her: "I'm really sorry. I should have escorted you to find General Fu, but I am also a subordinate of General He Lai and I also want to kill the White Wolf Army." To prove my strength, sorry.”
Without waiting for Wen Qingzhu to reply, the team leader led the remaining people back.
They soon met the chasing White Wolf Army, and both sides tried their best to launch their killing moves.
Wen Qingzhu looked down at the map, feeling moved in his heart, and finally whispered: "Thank you."
Without the threat behind him, and with a map in his hand, Wen Qingzhu began to search with all his strength, calling one location after another.
From the initial hope to the later disappointment, Wen Qingzhu suddenly stopped and looked at the map in his hand.
Some of the locations marked above are strongholds secretly arranged by He Lai.
The average Huns would not think of this move.
He Lai learned it from Fu Lie. If she were Fu Lie—
Wen Qingzhu stretched out his hand and started searching on the map.
After a while, she saw a place with a small hill.
"Beidou! Go there!"
The two got on their horses and quickly headed southwest.
The snow started to fall again, and the cold wind invaded people's bones like knives, but Wen Qingzhu's blood was slowly boiling.
This time the snow fell quickly, the dark clouds dispersed, and the moon hung in the sky.
When they rushed to the hill, they saw several bodies lying on the ground.
Among these corpses, there was a soldier wearing Fu Jiajun armor, holding a red tassel gun tightly in his right hand, kneeling on his knees, his head hung low.
With a thin layer of snow covering his shoulders and back, he remained as still as a sculpture.
Wen Qingzhu rushed to him and reached out to touch his hand, which was already as stiff as a stone.
Her heart skipped a beat. This man had been dead for a long time.
Under the moonlight, there is a row of messy footprints in the snow ahead, leading into the distance.
Wen Qingzhu ran forward and followed the footsteps.
After a while, the footprints turned into front feet stepping on back feet.
Later, as if someone was dragging something, a long trail of blood appeared in front of Wen Qingzhu's eyes.
Wen Qingzhu looked up and saw two people lying on top of each other more than ten meters away.
From a distance, it looks like the person below is carrying the person above him, and finally he loses all his strength and falls forward to the ground.
"Weizhi..." Wen Qingzhu shouted and ran over.
When the familiar back appeared in front of her eyes, she knelt directly on the ground, reached out and grabbed the hand that fell on the snow.
Very cold.
Wen Qingzhu propped up his body, carefully turned Fu Lie over, and kept shouting: "Wei Zhi, Wei Zhi, wake up, I am Qing Qing."
When Fu Lie lay on her back, Wen Qingzhu saw that his chest and abdomen were all soaked in blood, and the blood was still flowing out.
She just turned Fu Lie around, but her hands were already covered in blood.
After checking Fu Lie's breathing, Wen Qingzhu cried with joy: "There is still breath! That's good! I will save you!"
She quickly took off her cloak and, with Beidou's help, placed it on the ground.
After putting Fu Lie away, he quickly took out the Purple Gold Pills, put them in his mouth and chewed them. Then he lowered his head and fed it to Fu Lie.
"Water! Bring the kettle!" Wen Qingzhu gently picked up Fu Lie's head, took a sip from Beidou's kettle, and then fed it to Fu Lie.
Still not watching him swallow it, Wen Qingzhu was so anxious that he fed Fu Lie water again.
After repeating it several times, he gently raised his head.
With a soft sound, Fu Lie finally swallowed the pill.
Wen Qingzhu was about to check Fu Lie's pulse when Beidou pulled her sleeve.
Looking up, he found that Beidou had turned the other one over. He was also seriously injured, but it was much better than Fu Lie.
After seeing the man's face clearly, Wen Qingzhu quickly took a purple pill and gave it to Beidou: "Hurry and take it for him!"
The person next to Fu Lie was Cui Li. His injury seemed to be only in his abdomen. After taking Zijin Pills and drinking water, his breathing became much more stable.
On the contrary, Fu Lie's condition was not getting better, but his breath was getting weaker.
Wen Qingzhu quickly checked Fu Lie's pulse and found that not only had he suffered severe trauma and excessive blood loss, he had also been poisoned!
This poison is very common and only makes it difficult for a person's blood to coagulate.
"How could it be? How could this happen?" Wen Qingzhu began to search and found that she did not have the antidote with her at all.
Beidou brought blankets, one for Cui Li to cover and one for Fu Lie.
In less than a moment, Fu Lie's blood soaked the blanket.
Wen Qingzhu's tears kept falling, and he knelt in front of Fu Lie and kept shouting: "Not yet! Not yet!"
She must have a way!
If you can't coagulate, you can use coagulation medicine.
Wen Qingzhu quickly prepared blood coagulation medicine and was about to give it to Fu Lie when he suddenly felt something was wrong.
With trembling hands, he opened the blanket and slowly opened Fu Lie's clothes, only to find that Cui Li had given Fu Lie blood clotting medicine before.
"How could it be possible! Who is it!" Wen Qingzhu burst into tears.
She reapplied the medicine, tightened the bandages, and wrapped herself in layers of blankets, but Fu Lie's face became worse and worse.
Wen Qingzhu looked around and burst into tears.
Fu Lie was too seriously injured and could not ride a horse at all. He had to be carried in a carriage, preferably a human-powered sedan.
But this is the Xiongnu grassland, where can she find a carriage? Find someone!
"Not yet, not yet, not yet-"
Wen Qingzhu had never been so desperate as she was now. She worked hard to stop Fu Lie's bleeding, apply medicine, administer acupuncture, and protect his heart.
He also asked Beidou to transfer his energy to Fu Lie.
She used all the life-saving medicine she had with her, why didn't Fu Lie wake up yet
The moonlight became brighter and brighter, and Wen Qingzhu fed Fu Lie water regularly.
They were all fed to him after they were warmed in his own mouth.
At the place where the wind came, Beidou used a blanket to set up a wind-blocking point.
Cui Li next to him moved his fingers slightly. He slowly opened his eyes and saw a pale face. The dark eyes were surrounded by bloodshot whites.
He watched for a while, and it wasn't until Beidou's face stretched out that Cui Li realized that it was Wen Qingzhu who was here.
"Master Wen, how is the prince?"
Hearing Cui Li's voice, Wen Qingzhu's eyes moved mechanically, and he said in a hoarse voice: "He's not awake yet."
Cui Li wanted to raise his head, but the pain in his abdomen made him cough violently.
In the end, he gave up, looked sideways at Wen Qingzhu and asked, "Did you send the signal?"
"Let it go."
"Then how long have you been waiting?"
"It's been almost an hour."
Cui Li wanted to say something else, but he coughed again.
Beidou took some water and handed it to him. Cui Li drank some and then felt much better.
Wen Qingzhu looked at Fu Lie motionlessly, holding his face with both hands, hoping that he would see her as soon as he opened his eyes.
As the night passed, a ray of sunshine shone down on my head.
Cui Li could already sit up. He looked to the south, feeling very worried.
Did something happen to Lu Jiajun too
According to normal circumstances, they should come over.
When the sun shone on the earth, Fu Lie's eyelashes finally moved.
"Not yet." Wen Qingzhu's voice was completely hoarse.
Not sure if it was because he heard her voice, Fu Lie slowly opened his eyes.
Wen Qingzhu's tears fell again, and he was afraid that they would fall on his face, so he quickly looked away.
Unexpectedly, his hand was held by Fu Lie. Wen Qingzhu quickly turned around and tried his best to smile to tell him not to worry.
"Qingqing, I don't know if I can survive this time." Fu Lie's voice was as angry as a gossamer, as if it would break at any time if repeated.
Wen Qingzhu tried hard to hold back his tears and shook his head: "You will survive! Someone will come to save us soon!"
Fu Lie twitched the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to smile, but he didn't have the strength to smile.
He could feel that the temperature of his body was very low, and he was completely unconscious. Only his mind was still clear and his hands could still hold his Qingqing.