From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 108: The hysteria deepens; the mighty Lao Qin (asking for subscription~)

It can prevent an attack from the Cang Qi realm.

Wu Fengdeng was immediately delighted and said, "That's enough, thank you for your kindness, General!"

This set of silver-thread soft armor weighs about five or six pounds. It feels cool when worn through an undershirt. The material is still unclear, but Wu Fengdeng can clearly feel the inexplicable energy contained in it. It is obviously not an ordinary thing.

Then he said goodbye and returned to the tent. Qingdai was sleeping wrapped in a quilt. She was very tired from the tossing and turning of the night, and there were snot bubbles floating on the tip of her nose.

"My, this girl is really pretty."

Nüba sat on his shoulders with her legs crossed, and then smiled grimly: "What do you think if I peel off her face and put it on my face?"

Wu Fengdeng took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the tent.

"You can't bear it, can you? Look up at your mother!"

"Not just her, but also that little Taoist girl Jiang Qiyu. I will also peel off her skin!"

"And everyone around you, I will find them one by one and let you all reunite in the underworld, hahahaha!"

"My baby, I love you so much~"

Perhaps it was because the effect of the drug was getting stronger and stronger. Wu Fengdeng only felt that his hallucinations became more severe. Nüba became more and more real, like a real person, and was everywhere.

Sometimes he would reach out and fiddle with it, sometimes he would suddenly get scared, and even when he was changing clothes, his pale face would rise from his crotch...

The shrill laughter was terrifying and lingering, and it almost brought him to the point of mental collapse throughout the day.

Later, out of desperation, he finally told Qingdai about the matter of Nüba and asked the doctor if he had any solution for it.

Qingdai had been familiar with medicine since childhood, and she quickly realized that Wu Fengdeng was poisoned by a "drug poison".

Since ancient times, medicine and poison have been inseparable. Some poisonous insects with special habits will rely on medicine to survive, so some people specialize in using medicine to breed poisonous insects.

This kind of medicinal Gu not only has the original therapeutic effect of the medicine, but the Gu worm will also perfectly integrate into the host's body with the power of the medicine, thus achieving the purpose of the Gu master.

After hearing this, Wu Fengdeng gradually understood.

What Nüba did that day was that the reason why she didn't kill herself immediately was that she said she didn't like a bloody body, but in fact she was just waiting for the medicine to take effect and then kill herself.

Otherwise, a corpse cannot breed poisonous insects.

"Master Wu, the poison has already been absorbed into your body by the drug. It is extremely difficult to eradicate it. I can't do anything about it."

"But fortunately, this insect seems to have just been implanted in the pill and has not grown yet, so it will not be able to harm your body for a while. You still have at least... three months."

After Qingdai made a careful diagnosis, she pulled out the silver needle, her face looking very solemn.

Wu Fengdeng asked: "Is there any way to eradicate it?"

She thought for a moment and said, "At the moment I don't know what kind of poison this is, so I can't prescribe a prescription. If you want to eradicate it, you can only get the antidote from the old witch, or... use the water from Jingxin Lake."

"Your medical family's tranquility lake?"

"Uh-huh."

Qingdai nodded her chin and said, "Jingxin Lake is the birthplace of some water-based medicinal herbs. Over the years, the lake water has a miraculous healing effect."

"I don't know what kind of Gu you have, but as long as it's a Gu, it can be purified by soaking in lake water."

"But Jingxin Lake is the root of medicine. From ancient times to the present, very few doctors have been able to use it, and outsiders are even less qualified. Even Bai Qi, the Marquis of Wu'an, was turned away when he went to ask for water."

"You are not from the medical family, and I am... just an ordinary disciple. It is almost impossible for me to use you."

Each school of thought has its own roots. For example, Taoism and Yin-Yang School have their roots in ancient Fusang; Confucianism has its roots in the ancient Zhou Li.

The doctor is Jingxin Lake, a holy place for healing, which is said to have the effect of bringing the dead back to life.

Wu Fengdeng was silent for a while after hearing this, and suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes, and Qingdai next to him was frightened for a moment.

"Sir! Please don't set your sights on Jingxin Lake!"

"Although the medical family is not good at fighting, it has still stood firm for thousands of years. It has a special status in the martial arts world. Every school and every faction, as well as the royal families of all countries, respects it."

"If you want to use force, I'm afraid the whole of Shenzhou will treat you as a gift."

The naive him thought that Wu Fengdeng was going to attack the medical family and seize Jingxin Lake, but this scared her so much that she broke out in a cold sweat.

He smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, I don't intend to offend the doctor."

"Since Jingxin Lake cannot be relied upon, then we should try to find an antidote from Nüba within three months. By comparison, this is more realistic."

Even Bai Qi, the Marquis of Wu'an, couldn't get it back then, let alone this little Ka Le Mi. It would be more hopeful to find an opportunity from Nüba.

Qing Dai finally breathed a sigh of relief and patted her heaving chest: "You scared me to death."

"In fact, it's not completely hopeless. If you can find a medicinal herb that has never been recorded in medical books, or one that has been recorded but never discovered, you can use the water from Jingxin Lake with it."

“As the saying goes, the unknown is knowledge, and knowledge is priceless.”

Wu Fengdeng was quite impressed when he heard this. He didn't expect that the philosophy upheld by doctors of this era was so scientific. They believed that money, power and status were all worldly things, and only knowledge could catch their eyes.

"Then tell me what medicinal herbs have been recorded but never appeared."

Qingdai pondered for a moment, then counted on her fingers and said, "There are quite a few. In the Compendium of Materia Medica, there are blue cattail, red gentian, lihuai wood, and red pearl grass..."

She mentioned eighteen kinds in total, and Wu Fengdeng wrote them all down.

"Please draw the appearance of these medicines. I will carry them with me so that I can be prepared."

"okay!"

Although Wu Fengdeng is unlikely to encounter these medicinal herbs that have never been discovered by anyone, more hope is always a good thing.

Afterwards, in addition to writing down these herbs, Qingdai also taught Wu Fengdeng a method of calming the mind, the "Qingxin Mantra."

This won't cure his hallucinations, but daily practice can help.

Three days passed like this. Wu Fengdeng had just finished practicing the Heart Purification Mantra in the evening when he was called to the City Lord's Mansion by Guo Huan.

It was Han Fei who arrived.

The situation was exactly as Qin had expected. After proposing to exchange Nanyang for Han Fei, the King of Han agreed without hesitation and sent 5,000 guards to bring him over. He then stationed an army of 200,000 ten miles away, ready to take over Nanyang City.

But they were naive after all. As soon as the 5,000 guards entered the city, they were surrounded by the ambushed Qin army. All the rebels were killed and most of them were captured.

As soon as Wu Fengdeng entered the City Lord's Mansion, he saw Zhang Ping holding a banquet to welcome Han Fei.

After not seeing him for many days, Han Fei looked much thinner and more haggard than the last time I saw him. His once handsome face was full of vicissitudes of life. Only when his hair fluttered when he waved the metal folding fan did he retain a bit of his former elegance and grace.

"Brother Wu!"

Seeing Wu Fengdeng coming, he finally smiled.

The former bowed to Zhang Ping and others before sitting down next to Han Fei and whispered, "It looks like you haven't been doing well lately?"

He pursed his lips and said bitterly: "I spent some time in Xinzheng Prison, which is considered... Alas~"

"Prison? How could you, a prince, be in prison?"

"So what if I'm a prince? I can't change my political views with them."

Han Fei said this with a hint of self-mockery, then picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Although he was not good at drinking strong liquor, he drank it as calmly as if it were water.

"You've suffered too."

Wu Fengdeng sighed a little. A king was willing to throw his own son into prison, which showed that their father-son relationship was really strained.

Without the support of the monarch, his identity as a prince is just an empty shell. No wonder he looks so down and out now.

"Hahaha, Master Han Fei, please forgive me, I am the one who came too late!"

At this time, Zhang Ping picked up the wine glass and laughed loudly: "The suffering you have endured in Han will end today with this glass of wine. In the future, Qin will never treat you unfairly."

After that, the deputy generals around him followed him to offer wine, which made Han Fei feel flattered and he stood up quickly.

"General Zhang, you are too kind. I am just a medium, but I am flattered that Qin State would exchange the entire Nanyang City for me."

He looked up at Zhang Ping, as if waiting for him to say something. As expected, Zhang Ping laughed and said, "Master Han Fei must have misunderstood. How could the Qin Dynasty spit out the fat meat that was in its mouth?"

"I want you, and I want Nanyang City, too!"

"There are still 200,000 troops outside the city."

"Know that you know."

Zhang Ping knew what he was worried about, and said frankly: "To be honest, my brother has already raised an army of 300,000 and is coming with General Wang Jian."

"Your Majesty, this time you are not just talking about destroying Han."

Han Fei was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "General Zhang, great unification has been the goal of countless monarchs for thousands of years. It is understandable that the King of Qin destroyed Han, but can you agree to the next thing?"

"But it doesn't matter."

"Korea can be destroyed, the aristocratic families can be destroyed, the powerful can be destroyed, but the common people cannot be destroyed and cannot be violated. I hope that they can continue to survive just by changing the sky."

"So I beg you, General, to submit a petition to the King of Qin, asking them not to kill civilians wherever the Qin army passes. These civilians will also be citizens of the Qin in the future."

After these words were spoken, the expressions of all the generals, including Zhang Ping, changed and they looked at each other.

Everyone knows that marching and fighting is all about morale, and boosting morale is nothing more than these three things.

One is pre-war mobilization, based on emotion and reason.

The second is to offer generous rewards and encourage them with military achievements.

The third and most important one is plundering the people. Money and women have always been the most effective motivation for soldiers to charge into battle. Otherwise, who would be willing to risk their own head to die?

Now Han Fei started by saying that cholera should be banned among the people. The impact on morale is self-evident.

Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Zhang Ping dryly coughed a few times, then waved his hand and said with a smile: "Master Han Fei's suggestion will be reported to the king. Please take a seat."

Then they tacitly changed the subject and continued drinking and having fun.

"Now I can understand why you're not welcome in Korea."

Wu Fengdeng was inspired by this.

He asked in return: "Isn't this exactly what Brother Wu was thinking?"

"Ah."

Wu Fengdeng paused and smiled, "But I don't have the courage to say it now."

"As long as you think so, at least I still have a confidant."

"Don't worry, the King of Qin will agree to your request."

Wu Fengdeng looked at Ding Teng beside him and said calmly: "After conquering Nanyang, there was no massacre in the city. If you don't believe me, you can ask General Ding."

"From this, it can be seen that the King of Qin remembers your dislike for this matter, and will continue to do so in the future."

Ding Teng also nodded: "Friend Fengdeng is right. Every household in the city has not been violated, and our surrendered soldiers have not been reduced to slaves. They are still in place."

Han Fei finally smiled knowingly after hearing this. This was the first time he felt happy in a long time.

After the banquet, a bluebird flew into the courtyard. Zhang Ping burst into laughter when he saw it, and stood up and slammed the table.

"Everyone, please go up to the tower!"

The Qin State's deployment was very tight. Zhang Ping was showing off Qin's military power one moment, and the next moment, thousands of troops were already at the gate of the city.

Looking around, in the golden clouds, the black water dragon flag rustled in the wind, the armor shone towards the sun, and the weapons emitted cold light.

The black square array that was arranged in an orderly manner and stretched as far as the eye could see moved forward, and even the city wall felt a slight tremor.

The main force of the Qin Dynasty.

It was also the first time that Wu Fengdeng saw such a huge army. The overwhelming momentum they carried was truly exciting.

At the same time, the Korean army, ten miles away, was waiting to enter the city to take over, but suddenly they felt the stones on the ground shaking and they couldn't help but look to the west.

When he saw that huge army, a feeling of despair quickly spread.

Click!

As a general's kettle fell to the ground, a sky-high roar suddenly tore through the clouds.

"withdraw!"

……

At midnight, the gates of Nanyang city were opened again, and 60,000 elite soldiers, led by Zhang Ping, attacked Hechi city thousands of miles away.

The war was fought against every second. After the army entered Nanyang, the drama of invading Korea officially began.

Hechi is a large city in the northern border of South Korea, and it is also the second thorn in the side that Qin wants to attack South Korea.

Because the main force had arrived overnight and was mostly tired, they were handed over to Zhang Ping's troops who had just completed repairs to attack, and elite troops were drawn from various armies to make up for the shortage, totaling 60,000 troops.

One-fifth of the Fire Armor Army where Wu Fengdeng was also gone, about 5,000 people, still led by Guo Huan.

On the starry plain, Wu Fengdeng rode his horse not far behind General Zhang Ping's sedan chair. In the calm, he suddenly felt something and looked up towards a mountain peak shrouded in fog in the distance.

A pale and beautiful face was quickly reflected in the dark brown pupils.

Call ~
Nüba looked at the army quietly, her flaming red lips exhaling slightly.

"My boy, you have really learned to be smart. You never leave Zhang Ping. I wonder how you enjoy my hysterical poison?"

rustle~
Then light footsteps sounded behind him.

Turning around, I saw a young man wearing a light golden robe.

He looked not tall, but there was a hint of kingly air between his brows, which made his aura extremely powerful. Even Nuba was a little serious in front of him.

The direct line of the Yin-Yang School, the youngest god of the Yang system, Shaodian.

"Is this Wu Fengdeng? He has a murderous aura, so it's normal for Xiao E and those losers to fail." He said expressionlessly, then raised his head proudly and looked at them disdainfully.

"Since Senior is unable to do it due to Zhang Ping, then I will do it for you."

Seeing his arrogant look, Nüba did not show any displeasure, but just nodded slightly and said with a strange smile: "Your Highness Shaodian, be careful."

"My kid crawled out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses. He is very dangerous. If you can't defeat him, use this poison mist to destroy any living thing within ten miles."

Glancing at the human skin bag she brought up, Shao Ding said disdainfully: "Senior, you should keep it. Don't compare me with those losers."

"Wu Fengdeng, it's just a flip of the hand."

(End of this chapter)