Xiliang Iron Cavalry

Zhang Wei is not the most skilled general in the Xiliang Army, and his ability to lead troops is not strong, but he is one of the earliest people who followed Jia Rong. He is loyal to Jia Rong and has always acted as Jia Rong's guard. Reflected in Jia Rong's mind.

Now Jia Rong's biggest wish is to take revenge, to avenge the brother who died today, to avenge the brother who died today with the blood of the conspirators in Wuwei City.

At the corner of the street not far away, Cheng Qiu led the soldiers to rush over, looked at the wide open city gate from a distance, cursed secretly "trash!" and led the dead soldiers to rush towards the city gate.

The sound of killing in the distance woke up Jia Rong, and put Zhang Wei's body on the horse. Jia Rong picked up Wei Fu, who was in a pool of blood, and jumped onto the horse, shouting: "Let's go!"

The soldiers of the Xiliang Army neatly jumped on their horses and divided into two teams. One team followed Jia Rong and rushed out of the city, while the other team stayed behind the army under the leadership of Jiang Yu. Follow Jia Rong's army.

Watching Jia Rong lead the army out of Wuwei in an orderly manner, Cheng Qiu's face was so heavy that he could squeeze out the water, and led the soldiers to charge for a while, and took control of the East Gate without any effort. The Xiliang army was all driven out of Wuwei However, Cheng Qiu didn't have the slightest excitement of a winner in his heart. From the moment Jia Rong escaped from Wuwei, all his actions had failed.

Jia Rong's departure is bound to cause endless troubles. Now Jincheng's financial resources are obvious to all. Although Jia Rong resigned from the position of Jincheng prefect, the actual power holder of Jincheng is still Jia Rong's confidant. As long as Jia Rong returns to Jincheng, he and the masterminds will surely He will suffer endless reprisals from Jia Rong's Xiliang Army.

Thinking of the bravery of the Xiliang Army in the city, Cheng Qiu felt dizzy.

"What's going on?" Cheng Qiu asked with a bad face.

The few soldiers who survived trembled and told Cheng Qiu in detail what had happened.

"Cheng Hui, you immediately lead 500 troops out of the city to pursue the remnants of the enemy. The army will arrive later." Cheng Qiu ordered in a deep voice.

Cheng Hui bowed to his promise, gathered his men and horses, and chased in the direction where the Xiliang army was fleeing.

With a long sigh, after Cheng Qiu arranged the specific affairs of the east gate, he rode his horse and ran towards the State Shepherd's Mansion.

After listening to Cheng Qiu's report, Geng Bi immediately ordered 1 horses to pursue Jia Rong after a burst of cursing. Geng Bi sent out all the cavalry who were usually regarded as treasures. Quickly rush to the counties.

After leaving Wuwei and reaching a safe zone, Jia Rong immediately ordered the soldiers to rest where they were. The soldiers were already exhausted from the continuous fighting. After hearing Jia Rong's order, some soldiers directly lay on the ground regardless of their appearance, regardless of the blood on their faces. .

Jiang Yu was in charge of the vigilance of the surrounding area, and the scouts were scattered in all directions. Now it is not too far from Wuwei City, and the army in the city may catch up at any time.

Jia Rong lowered his head and caressed Wei Fu's delicate face, and the past came to mind one by one, the amazing glimpse on the way to the army, the chance encounter in Hedong, Wei Fu traveled thousands of miles to Jincheng, and then Wei Fu blocked Jia Rong without hesitation. A sword behind.

The injury was not serious, but Wei Fu's body was too weak and passed out. The wound on Wei Fu's back was only treated briefly, and after a while of bumping, the wound was pulled, and Jia Rong's clothes were soaked in blood.

After thinking about it, Jia Rong's eyes gradually blurred, and tears couldn't stop falling down, hitting Wei Fu's face.

Wei Fu seemed to sense something, her eyelids twitched a few times, her eyebrows furrowed.

Looking at Wei Fu's painful expression, Jia Rong wished that he was the one who got hurt instead of her.

Looking in the direction of Wuwei, Jia Rong's heart was burning with anger, he clenched his fists tightly, and his nails got stuck in his palm without realizing it.

After only resting for half an hour, Jia Rong received the news that the army in the city had appeared five miles away, and snorted coldly, "If you don't want to fight, I'm afraid everyone will regard the Xiliang army as a soft persimmon."

Ma Teng bowed and said: "The humble official is willing to lead the troops of the headquarters to fight!"

Jia Rong nodded, understanding Ma Teng's inner thoughts. Jia Rong was assassinated at the city gate and had an inseparable relationship with Ma Teng. Going to the battle this time just proved his innocence.

"Well, brother Ma must teach the army in the city a profound lesson. General Jiang Yu will lead [-] cavalry to meet you!" Jia Rong ordered in a deep voice.

Ma Teng clasped his fists in his promise, and then left in a hurry.

Zhang Zhi, who was at the side, stepped forward to persuade him: "General, if Ma Teng is really careful, asking him to fight this time will not be letting the tiger go back to the mountain."

Jia Rong said: "Don't worry, think about it, if Ma Teng guarded the city gate tightly, we would not be able to leave the city, so Ma Teng would not be a spy. There are wise people in Wuwei City, maybe they planted enemies at the city gate in advance, saying It's because I was too negligent, and let the enemy take advantage of it." Speaking of this, Jia Rong's expression suddenly tightened.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Zhi understood the key point, nodded suddenly, and persuaded: "General, don't be sad!"

Looking at Wei Fu with a haggard complexion, Jia Rong realized that if not treated in time, Wei Fu's life would be in jeopardy. Unlike the strong and weak soldiers of the Xiliang Army, Wei Fu lost too much blood, and her rosy face had already turned pale.

"Let the scouts investigate the nearest village." Jia Rong checked Wei Fu's wound and ordered.

The army in the city quickly exchanged fire with Ma Teng. There were about a thousand people in Ma Teng's headquarters, and the army in the city had 500 people. After a while of charging, Ma Teng led the soldiers to cover up the killing. The soldiers in the city were quickly defeated, and more than [-] prisoners were all beheaded. This was Jia Rong's order.

Looking at a large number of heads, even with Ma Teng's calmness, he couldn't help but shudder.

After defeating the chasing army in the city, they did not deal with the battlefield, and led the army to leave quickly. After receiving the news from the scouts, the city sent troops to look at them and rushed towards the direction of the Xiliang army.

Under the leadership of the scouts, Jia Rong hurried to a nearby village. Wei Fu's injury could not be delayed. Ancient times are different from the future world, and medical technology is poor. Maybe a simple inflammation can kill a strong man. Life.

The only doctor in the village was brought here by the lone wolf soldiers. The doctor was about 50 years old, with a gray beard and steady steps.

Seeing the faces of Jia Rong and the others clearly, the doctor's expression changed. The people in front of him were covered with wet blood and the smell of blood filled the house. Even though the doctor had lived most of his life, the doctor was still terrified.

Looking at the doctor's terrified expression, Jia Rong comforted him, "Don't be afraid, as long as you heal this young lady's injury, you will enjoy the glory and wealth."

"Ugly words are in front, if it is not cured, be careful with your head." Jia Rong snorted coldly.

The doctor wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and carefully replied: "The villain does his best!" In front of these murderous gods, the doctor carefully put away all the airs.

Under Jia Rong's signal, the lone wolf soldiers walked outside the temporarily collected hut to guard it closely, while Jia Rong watched quietly from the sidelines. As a modern person, maybe he knows better in medical skills than this half-hearted doctor There are many more, and more is to experience how the ancients healed their wounds.

Jia Rong was injured by an arrow in the defense of Pingxiang, but the doctor's level is not as good as Jia Rong's, and he can't even treat basic wounds.

Looking at the wounded on the bed, the doctor's face was full of embarrassment. Everyone knows the theory of incompatibility between men and women, and the doctor is no exception. Wei Fu's wound is on the back, so it is inevitable that there will be skin-to-skin contact. The people around him are not good at first glance, and it is not what the doctor likes to see to make trouble or to tarnish his own reputation.

"My lord, the person on the bed is a woman." The doctor wondered.

Jia Rong said impatiently: "The doctor is great, there is no distinction between men and women, take the time to see the wound."

Gently lifted Wei Fu's clothes, and after just one glance, the doctor's brows were clustered together, the wound had solidified, but the blood was still in the body, and a little carelessness would be life-threatening, and the woman's The body has always been relatively weak, such a deep wound is fatal.

"How is it?" Jia Rong asked anxiously.

The doctor frowned, stroked his beard, and said slowly: "This young lady's wound is too deep. Fortunately, she was delivered early, otherwise she would be in danger of life. With the old man's exclusive secret medicine, one month's training is enough. It's just that you must rest in peace for a month, you can't get angry easily and you can't move around at will, otherwise your life will be in jeopardy."

Jia Rong glanced at the doctor in dissatisfaction. Why do doctors of all ages like to exaggerate the patient's condition? Could this increase their worth? For such a small sword wound, as long as the wound is treated carefully without touching the water, how could the doctor say so suspenseful.

Jia Rong glanced at Wei Fu's pale face and asked, "Why hasn't she woke up yet?"

The doctor sighed and said: "The wound is easy to treat. The key is how to wake up the person. This is also the deadliest part. Many people may faint after being injured, but some people can wake up, while others cannot." And medical skills, the doctor found a little confidence, without the panic just now.

In ten miles and eight villages, the role of a doctor is unquestionable. Others have always been respectful and obedient when they come to see a doctor. In my life, I naturally don't want to die in such an ambiguous way. When I should bow my head, I still have to bow my head. The doctor is very open to this.

Jia Rong said with a long sigh of relief: "Then you quickly bandage her wound, and you don't need to worry about the rest. You must take care of the wound well, and you are the only one to ask about the sequelae." Waking up the patient, in Jia Rong's view, is only The wound needs to be treated well, it's only a matter of time before she wakes up, not to mention that Wei Fu looked painful on the way just now, obviously she is still conscious.

The doctor also recovered from the appearance of the magic stick just now, his expression panicked, and he said: "The villain must try his best, but what are the after-effects? Why has the villain never heard of it?"

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