stand back, let me come

Chapter 1240: Veteran Returns to the Arena [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Yang Gong was seriously ill, which even alarmed Shen Tang.

When he woke up from his coma, he saw a familiar figure sitting not far from the bed reviewing memorials. In a trance, Yang Gong's mind was instantly pulled back to the simple tent of the past - when he woke up after a narrow escape from death, the person he saw was also her. Over the years, it has never changed.

In the dark, it seems like a wonderful reincarnation.

He tried to stand up and salute on his own, using his frail body to support himself, but was stopped before the back of his head left the wooden pillow.

The young master's eyes were as gentle as before: [If you are still sick, don't move around. There is no need for those empty formalities between you and me. ]

Yang Gong said weakly: [Why is the Lord here? ]

[The imperial physician from the Medical Department went to your house three times a day. If I hadn't discovered this, would you have kept Shengmei in the dark until you passed away?] Shen Tang's voice was filled with resentment.

[This matter... is no wonder Shengmei... The master is busy with many things every day, it is really not good to disturb you with such a small matter. ] Yang Gong felt a little guilty when he said this, and at the same time, he had some subtle and complex emotions. He still remembered the young and willful appearance of this man in front of him. At the age of twelve, he dared to withstand the pressure of killing nine clans and intercepted the tax silver from him, which made him mad.

Back then, he could not have imagined that the bastard thief who made him want to eat his flesh and drink his blood would become a wise ruler a dozen years later.

I don’t know what he was thinking about, but Yang Gong suddenly laughed.

Shen Tang's eyebrows were tinged with anger: [How can this be a trivial matter? ]

Although the first encounter was not very good, Yang Gong did do a lot for him over the years. His obscurity does not mean that he has no merit. In Shen Tang's case, people like Yang Gong are always different.

In the future, many talented people will come to the King Kang's court, but none of them have witnessed the young Shen Tang. People only know that Shen Youli is the leader of a powerful country, that she is invincible, and naturally think that she can do anything. They don't know the hardships she went through to start from scratch, and don't understand that she once cried for the fall of a city that had nothing to do with her, and was depressed because of the defeat.

To her, the people who accompanied her to witness these experiences were very important. She would not allow others to look down on her, even if that person was Yang Gong!

When Shen Tang frowned, Yang Gong knew that she was really angry.

Feeling guilty, he changed the subject and lamented the past without any reason or reason: [More than ten years have passed by so quickly. ]

Shen Tang threw the memorial aside: [Don't change the subject! ]

Yang Gong, who suddenly regained consciousness, said: […My Lord.]

He reasonably suspected that if the Black and White Impermanence were waiting for him to die by the bed, the low chuckle from the master just now would have frightened the two ghosts. As a dying patient, using this weak face to smile at her in a flattering way could cover up his anger.

【Why don't you agree? 】

Shen Tang bent down, picked up the memorial and dusted it off.

Although her question seemed to be irrelevant, Yang Gong knew what she meant and felt grateful that his lord had asked it.

Thinking about the impending death, it is okay to say some of the things in my heart: [I was too arrogant back then, I couldn't let go of myself, I was alone and had no worries, why should I use my freedom to exchange for something I gave up on my own initiative? Later, I thought, the master has so many talented people under his command, and I, an old man, can't help, why waste it? The extra ten years of life are stolen by me, I should be satisfied. ]

Not everyone is like Chu Yao and Ning Yan, who are willing to pawn their lives and freedom for the so-called ideals.

Without freedom, you are no different from a running dog!

If you cannot be free in life, at least you can have control over death.

During the two years in Heyin County, his mentality seemed to be much more stable, but in essence he was still passively waiting for death. He would live as long as he could, and when he had lived enough, he would be reunited with his family in the underworld. Fortunately, God had mercy on him, and his daughter Yang Ying was still alive. At that time, his mentality changed.

There are changes, but not much.

Shen Tang's power also entered a period of rapid development.

Yang Gong couldn't bring himself to pawn his freedom, because the market for selling his body was different. His situation was different from Chu Yao's. The Self-Ignition Pill House had destroyed his foundation, and it was so difficult to rebuild that there was no hope. Moreover, his talent was not high, so even if he pawned it, he wouldn't get a good price. After thinking about it, it was better not to bother and wait for death in peace.

Shen Tang didn't mind, but he couldn't help but mind.

I kept comforting myself, thinking that it would be nice to spend the rest of my life with my daughter.

Many years passed by——

Only when I was bedridden did I realize that I was also a person with insatiable desires.

Not enough, these years are simply not enough.

It could not heal the regrets in his life.

He heard the young master sighing, his tone was full of irresistible dominance and decisiveness: [You should know that most of what I do is reluctantly! Even the king of heaven can't do anything! ]

Yang Gong's heart went mad because of these words.

It seemed like there were thousands of troops there causing trouble.

[Don’t worry about the rest, just tell me——] Shen Tang deliberately emphasized the title of “Is it appropriate?”

Yang Gong thought of the previous sentence that no one could stop her from speaking reluctantly, and finally let go of the awkward emotions that had been pent up for many years.

[If you don't abandon me, I am willing to go through fire and water for you! ]

【Generations of loyalty, endless reincarnation.】

Yang Gong's worries were resolved and he finally gave in. The rest of the things became easier to handle, but he encountered some minor troubles along the way.

[Enough national luck can reshape the Danfu, but what about the meridians? 】

Upon hearing the news, all the doctors in the medical department were dispatched. Except for those who were too far away, the rest who could come ran to participate in the consultation. Patients like Yang Gong are too rare, and they only meet one in decades! If we can learn something from this and make a major breakthrough in medical skills, we will be more confident in treating patients with damaged Danfu in the future!

The eyes of more than twenty doctors in Xinglin were shining.

That look seemed to be able to see through Yang Gong's internal organs.

Jimo Qiu said: [You can leave the meridians to me. ]

Dong Dao's eyes turned green after hearing this: [The witchcraft is really effective. ]

When in doubt, use a poisonous insect.

There are so many strange and varied effects that sometimes Dong Dao, the imperial physician, has the urge to give up medicine.

Yang Gong has little time left, and everyone is racing against time.

For this purpose, he was given toxic drugs that could kill him.

The terrifying sight made Yang Gong's scalp tingle.

[If I can't get over this hurdle, I suspect you will lift the lid of my coffin when the coffin leaves the house on the seventh day.]

Shen Tang said: [Then stay alive.]

Rebuilding Wudan is not an easy task.

Yang Gong's body had been in decay for too long, his meridians were broken and shrunken, even if Jimo Qiu helped him with all his strength, the newly grown meridians were so fragile that they would break at the slightest touch, and even a newborn baby was tougher than him. At this level, let alone recovering to the past, even a strand of martial energy could not withstand it. The difficulty made Yang Gong want to give up.

Living is more painful than death.

But he finally got through it.

When the Danfu's martial arts were successfully gathered, the cheers of the entire Medical Department could be heard as far as the front court. All the ministers attending the court were alarmed, and the Censorate also reported the Medical Department and pointed out their disciplinary problems.

Yang Gong discovered that the reshaped meridians were better than the original ones.

The attributes of his martial energy changed, but it was not a big problem. He had a complete training process, and he was able to do it again during the rehabilitation period. He took advantage of the golden time to try to regain his previous foundation. This is how he got his new life today.

As soon as he recovered, he asked to go to the front line.

The enemy came to our doorstep in the first battle.

A gift of military merit from a thousand miles away may convey great sentiment.

Lord Yang ordered his men to settle the daughter of the Duke of Lu and assembled the troops who had been sharpening their swords for many days. The elderly deputy general was so excited that he spoke incoherently: "Hahahaha, they are here right now, good thing they came!"

This deputy general is also an old man from Xiaocheng.

Following Shen Tang in many battles, he had accumulated a lot of injuries over the years. According to the standard, he could retire for three years to recuperate, and then come back if the recovery effect was good. When he heard that the former Xiaocheng Commander had returned, he immediately defected, and Yang Gong promoted him to deputy general.

Yang Gong took out a broad-backed long sword and mounted his horse: "The timing is on my side! This time I will use their ancestral graves' ashes as incense!"

Even God wants to give him a gift.

When the deputy general heard this, he was so excited that he almost burst into tears on the spot.

This tone is just right!

  As a soldier trained by Yang Gong's harsh criticism, he really missed the whip that the other party would whip at will. He raised his eyebrows, and his momentum seemed to be whipping the buttocks of the gods. The deputy general jumped onto the back of the galloping warhorse and swung the whip in his hand!

"Everyone follow! Go and get military merit!"

The heavy gate creaked open from the inside, and Yang Gong led the way, like an arrow shot from a bow, followed closely by the elite soldiers behind him. Wherever the horses' hooves stepped, yellow sand flew. Yang Gong made a gesture, and the cavalry, which seemed to be scattered at first, changed their formation. As the ripples of morale spread, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves in the range stopped abruptly, and the dust disappeared abruptly, as if someone had pressed the mute button.

Yang Gong was very satisfied with the effect.

Whether it is marching, supporting or attacking, it is difficult to avoid noise, and the Wudan warriors have amazing hearing and a wider range of alertness than you can imagine. When supporting and rescuing people, you naturally cannot alert the enemy. If you want to approach the enemy quietly, you can't do without the assistance of the military formation words. The more tacitly the soldiers in the military formation cooperate, the better the effect will be.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Yang Gong was already on his way to provide support, and Wu Xian was also enjoying assassination, picking off single enemy scouts.

Kill someone and destroy the body in one go.

Wu Xian looked at the body parts on the ground and winked at someone.

The man understood what he meant and threw his knife to the ground. The ground under his feet became moist and soft with him as the center. It seemed that something was swallowing repeatedly, and the body and the traces were swallowed into the ground. Wu Xian scratched his head and put his hands on his waist: "The southwestern countries sent these people to die? If I had known..."

Wu Xian looked at the bloody bone hammer in his hand, feeling a little regretful. If he had known that the southwestern countries were so easy to defeat, he would have joined forces with Shen Tang to swallow up the southwest when Gaoguo was still around. Why would he need to join forces with the Eternal Life Cult? It turned out that one careless move led to a complete loss.

Thinking that he could still have such fighting power after years of slackness, he couldn't help but feel complacent, but then someone poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"Sir, I heard that two 19th-rank Guannei Hou appeared in the Southwestern Alliance. I'm afraid they have concentrated their elite troops and sent them elsewhere. It's also possible that this group was released to confuse us and make us relax."

"Nineteenth-rank Guannei Hou? Two more?"

Wu Xian: "...How come I don't know about this?"

So he was the only one in the strolling group who was really strolling, while the others were focusing on the front line, right? Wu Xian's face turned red, and when he killed someone, he felt a bit like venting his anger.

Others: "Isn't this just to be prepared?"

If Kangguo fell in one battle, it would be a disaster for all things, and the northwest would return to the situation of warlords fighting each other. Wu Xian was defeated and became the Duke of Lu. Shen Tang did not take all his property. The Wu family was still well-off, otherwise they would not be able to support a group of troops.

Pay more attention to the front line, so that you can be independent if something goes wrong.

Wu Xian's mouth twitched violently.

"Don't mention this matter again in the future."

He was really afraid that Shen Youli would take advantage of the situation to send him to hell.

Wu Xian added in a low voice: "At least, don't mention it while Shen Youli is still alive. It will do no good to you or me if I mention it..."

"My subordinate understands."

It's just a rainy day preparation, it doesn't mean to overturn the table now.

The scouts were in contact with each other. Wu Xian killed one of them. When he did not receive a response from the nearest enemy scout within the specified time, he knew something might have happened. No matter how fast they reacted, they could not be faster than the bone hammer in Wu Xian's hand. With one blow, the enemy soldier's facial bones were shattered, and most of his head was shattered, his brains spurted out, and the remaining half of his face still had the remnant of astonishment...

"Sure enough, they are not elite."

Everyone worked together tacitly. One person cut off the hands of the enemy soldier who was about to give a warning, while another covered the enemy soldier's mouth and cut off his head with a knife. In just a few breaths, more than a dozen people lay on the ground and turned into food.

After several sneak attacks, all the enemy scouts were alarmed.

"It's hard to start once you're alert."

It’s not that we can’t kill them, but we’re afraid of killing a few and alerting the whole nest.

Wu Xian only had so few people around him, and he couldn't confront the enemy's main force head-on. Who knows when the border guards will notice this. At this time, someone made a suggestion. Wu Xian almost twisted his neck when he heard it: "When did you go to steal the master?"

Warlord forces all have unique training techniques.

  These are unique skills and will not be easily passed on to others!

Once stealing is discovered, the crime is as serious as treason!

Wu Xian didn't even know that his people could be so courageous!

"It's not stealing skills!"

The former scout waved his hands hastily.

This crime cannot be framed on him.

After hearing the whole story, Wu Xian was speechless for a long time, not knowing whether to sigh at his own activeness or to say that Shen Tang was generous. The former scout did not steal the teacher's skills, because he was honest and upright.

Soldiers in service in Kangguo who meet the requirements can be discharged from the army.

Some people retired from the army and returned to the countryside, while others retired to recuperate. After their injuries were healed, they could rejoin the army once there was a war. In order to ensure the combat effectiveness of these people, the royal court encouraged the people to hold some entertainment and competitive activities, such as Happy Forward and PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. The rewards for these activities were generous and there were no restrictions on the identity of the participants.

The former scout went to participate.

Worried about being spoofed, he didn't show off his best skills, so you can imagine that his ranking was not high. The other contestants were different, and all showed their real skills. As soon as you look at their attack habits, you can tell that they are from the same school. The former scout began to doubt his life.

Won't you be punished by military law for being so careless?

[No.]

He was so confused: [Aren’t you afraid of being robbed? ]

【What's there to steal? 】

[Then, can I ask you for some advice? ]

The winner is always very generous to the defeated. When giving advice to the other party, they can also gain a subtle sense of accomplishment. The former scout learned a lot of disguise tricks. Wu Xian sighed after hearing this: "No wonder I can't beat Shen Youli. After all, I am a human."

Covering yourself in grass and trees and blending in with the environment are outdated.

Shen Youli's troops can hide in rocks, trees, and underground.

Who would have thought of this?

  (灬)

The spring breeze brings green to the river fund warehouse.

Fortunately, I ran away, and I feel that my mental state has visibly improved.

PS: It is better to invest in Wanbaolou than to invest in funds. At least you can still wear it if you lose money.