I said I'd go back in time

Chapter 74
How could Zhang Tiande not know that his injuries were getting worse?
But let him who has been on the battlefield for many years not use his skills to sublimate?Let him temporarily give up that otherworldly power in this troubled world?This is absolutely unacceptable to him.

What's more, the pressure of money and food, the problem of logistics, the turmoil in the rear, the low morale of the army, the urging of the administrative bureau...all things are forcing him to continue fighting.

Zhang Tiande is very clear that the greatest advantage he has in gathering his subordinates is the violence he has mastered. Once he stops using this kind of violence, the consequences will definitely not be acceptable to him.

It took nearly half of his life to get to where he is now. Whether it is the army, power, or official status, he must never give up.

And Zhang Tiande knew that his condition was bad, but the condition of the two witches taught by God's Will was definitely not much better than him.

"Now it's just to see who can't hold on first."

Zhang Tiande has confidence in his heart, compared to the two heavenly proud girls taught by God's will, he, who has been crawling all the way up from the bottom, must be able to grit his teeth and hold on to the end.

"I will definitely be able to bring order to the chaos in the future, how can I fall here?"

So at noon the next day, he rushed to the top of the city again to fight fiercely with the witches of the God's Will Sect.

Hearing the shouts of killing on the battlefield and the shouts of many soldiers, Zhang Tiande squeezed every bit of potential in his body, vowing to trample the witch of the Heaven's Will Sect under his feet.

Looking at the other party's gritted teeth and struggling to support, Zhang Tiande crazily stimulated the strength of every muscle and bone in his body.

"almost!"

"Soon!"

"They can't hold it anymore!"

Suddenly, Zhang Tiande felt that his feet were empty, and his whole body had fallen towards the city.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, Zhang Tiande fell heavily from the top of the wall.

There was a loud bang, as if hitting the hearts of countless soldiers.

But the next moment, there was a roar, Zhang Tiande had already soared into the sky, and the halberd in his hand smashed hard on the sword light falling from the sky.

There was thunderous cheers on the battlefield instantly, and countless soldiers cheered.

But this time Zhang Tiande's time to fight with the opponent became shorter, and he quickly retreated from the battlefield together with Zhao Yuan.

……

In the tent, Zhang Tiande couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood mist as soon as he came back.

"Marshal!" Zhao Yuan on the side quickly supported Zhang Tiande.

Zhang Tiande tried his best to open his eyes wide, stared at him firmly and said, "No... absolutely can't withdraw..."

A moment later, the military doctor came to the camp, and after examining the unconscious Zhang Tiande for a while, he sighed and said: "The old wounds in the viscera have exploded, and we must rest for a long time, and we must not use any martial arts. "

Zhu Fen, who had arrived earlier, asked anxiously, "When will the commander wake up?"

"It's hard to say." The doctor said after deliberation: "The commander-in-chief is overdrawn both physically and mentally. If he wants to wake up... it can be as soon as a day or two, or as slow as ten days or 20 days. It is possible."

Hearing these words, the hearts of Zhu Fen, Song Yi and Zhao Yuan who were present all sank.

After the doctor left, looking at Marshal Zhang who was still in a coma, the three generals present who had followed him for a long time suddenly fell into a strange silence.

After a long time, Zhu Fen said, "If brother-in-law doesn't wake up, then everyone will be finished."

He paused, and then said: "Where is the envoy of Xingxiao Sect?"

Zhao Yuan suddenly raised his head. Now that Marshal Zhang is in a coma, he is the number one expert in the entire army. At this moment, his aura broke out, and he immediately suppressed Zhu Fen and Song Yi who were present.

Zhao Yuan stared at Zhu Fen and said, "You want to trade with Xingxiao Sect? The commander said that he would never hand over his brother to Xingxiao Sect."

Zhu Fen swallowed his saliva and said, "At this time and at that time, if the news of brother-in-law's coma leaks out, have you thought about the consequences?"

Speaking of this, he seemed to have gradually gained confidence, looked at Zhao Yuan without backing down, and said, "Look at the situation now? There is not enough money, food, and ammunition. In the battle, the soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and they didn't have much fighting spirit anymore."

"Brother-in-law is now in a coma again, and the whole army is already in danger. Do you want to watch brother-in-law wake up and find that years of hard work have been ruined?"

Song Yi on the side stood up: "I support handing over Lin Xing, this is the last resort."

"You guys!" Zhao Yuan looked at the two, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Zhu Fen further said: "We are fighting bloody battles every day, but look at what Lin Xing is doing. He works every day and doesn't work hard. I think this kid may have colluded with the demon girl of the God's Will Sect."

Zhu Fen snorted coldly, and then said: "Besides, he was just sold to Xingxiao Sect, not letting him die..."

Song Yi looked at Zhao Yuan, and said calmly: "If we don't trade with Xingxiao Sect, the next batch of ammunition they sell to us will be very expensive... and our money and food are almost exhausted."

……

Inside Lin Xing's tent.

Two straightedges were flying back and forth around him.

Today, after another day of fighting on the battlefield, after paying countless lives, Lin Xing finally obtained the sublimation of his skills that he always wanted.

And the relevant information about sublimation has also emerged in his mind in a way that he can understand.

Sublimation of imperial object art → division of thoughts: through in-depth practice in imperial object art, gradually mastered the mystery of splitting spiritual thoughts, so that each layer of imperial object art can fix a imperial object target, and can change the fixed target of imperial object art at any time, greatly Improve its reflexes, speed and agility.

Lin Xing felt that his spiritual thoughts at the moment were like invisible fluctuations. He could clearly establish a connection with an object by simply scanning it, and he could control it flexibly and at a high speed like a commanding arm.

And this kind of operation can carry out four items at the same time, distracting and using.

"If you say that using pure spirituality to treat the body is like a child throwing stones..."

Lin Xing experienced the feeling of performing the imperial object technique at this moment, and thought to himself: "Then now it seems that I can drive four martial arts masters to use various objects as weapons at the same time."

Especially without a long period of running-in and practice, the target bound by the spirit can be changed at any time, so that Lin Xing, who has already had extremely rich combat experience, thought of many new tactics in his mind.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from outside the tent.

Lin Xing frowned and looked, and found that Zhu Fen, Zhao Yuan and a strange old man broke in directly.

Lin Xing asked suspiciously, "What's the matter with you?"

But no one answered him.

Zhu Fen looked at the strange old man with a flattering smile, and said, "Messenger, this is Lin Xing."

The Xingxiao Sect itself is a giant with terrifying strength, and the messenger in front of him is a strong man who has mastered the sublimation of skills, and is in charge of the Xingxiao Sect's channels for buying and selling firearms and ammunition within a few hundred miles.

Every one of these things is enough for Zhu Fen to treat the other party as the most honored guest.

The strange old man looked at Lin Xing for a while, nodded and said, "We must not let him die, we must capture him alive."

Zhu Fen patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I knew that I must capture him alive, so I asked the surrounding soldiers to retreat, and General Zhao and I will help you."

Zhao Yuan sighed, and kept his head down since entering the tent, as if unwilling to look at Lin Xing.

The three of them didn't say a word to Lin Xing from the beginning to the end. After all, in their view, Zhao Yuan and the envoy, two strong men who had mastered the sublimation of skills, were in charge, and Lin Xing in front of him had no possibility of resisting at all.

And hearing the conversation between the two, Lin Xing seemed to have an extremely strong emotion for a moment: "You want to capture me alive?"

(End of this chapter)