Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 29 Is Your Highness Injured?
After fighting hard just now, coupled with the scorching fire not far away, Xiao Shangyan was obviously already drenched in sweat.

But at this moment, he only felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet, and his whole body seemed to fall into an ice cave.

Xiao Shangyan's face was as iron as iron, he raised the long sword in his hand, and shouted almost with all his strength: "No one in the Ling Kingdom will be spared, let alone be killed! Whoever can kill the emperor and prince of the Ling Kingdom will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold!"

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man. The soldiers of the Great Qin Kingdom rushed to Lingwu and Lingjun like chicken blood.

Moving forward is not easy, but going backward is equally difficult.However, at this moment, there is no choice but to desperately.

The soldiers of the Great Qin Kingdom brandished their swords and rushed frantically towards Lingwu, the emperor of the Ling Kingdom who was guarded by Ling Junxing and others.

Several soldiers of the Xiaoqi Battalion were hit with swords and fell down screaming, a gap was finally opened in the protective circle.

Countless swords stabbed towards Ling Wu, Ling Wu raised his sword to block, but it was in vain, he turned around and wanted to escape, but fell to the ground in a hurry.

Seeing that he was bound to die, a long sword flew towards him suddenly, blocking the countless cold lights that stabbed at Lingwu.

Ling Jun bent down to help Lingwu, only to hear the sharp wind behind his ears, and wanted to turn his body to dodge, but the stab would fall on Lingwu.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Junxing gritted his teeth, turned sideways slightly, and took the sword in a daze. While supporting Lingwu with his hands, he cut the attacker's throat with a backhand sword.

Jueying came to help, and the crowd gradually gathered again, fighting and retreating, stepping on the blood on the ground step by step, retreating into the hall.

The soldiers roared and closed the thick golden nanmu gate, isolating the soldiers of the Great Qin Kingdom who were screaming for beating and killing.

The heavy gate was closed, isolating the crowds rushing outside, but not the shouting and cursing of the soldiers of the Great Qin Kingdom outside.

The surviving people were covered in blood, or leaned against the gate, or sat on the ground panting violently.

Of the more than 20 people who fought previously, there are only thirteen left at this moment.Everyone seemed to have come out of a sea of ​​blood, exhausted.

Among the crowd, perhaps the only one who could still be calm was Qin Luoyu.

Now she has calmed down a lot, and she has a clearer understanding of her situation.

Xiao Shangyan is outside, and the people of Ling Kingdom are already at the end of their strength. Although she is in danger now, she is not hopeless.

Thinking of this, Qin Luoyu felt much more at ease.

"Your Highness, are you injured?" Jueying's worried voice immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ling Junxing, and saw that his right shoulder had been slashed, and the wound was bloody and fleshy, exposing thick bones, and half of his robe was already stained with blood.

Jueying turned around and asked the soldiers anxiously, "Do you have any medicine for sores?"

The soldiers all shook their heads.

General Wei Wuji of the town army said: "Brothers were drinking before, thinking that the palace was on fire, so they rushed to put out the fire, the big guy didn't even wear armor, how could he think of bringing golden sore medicine?"

He looked to be in his early twenties, and although there was blood on his face, it was hard to hide the handsomeness between his brows.

Jueying was worried: "This injury must be dealt with as soon as possible."

But he was at a loss as to how to deal with it.

If it was a simple trauma like other soldiers, bandaging to stop the bleeding would be enough, but Junling Ling's wound was too deep and too long, even a simple bandaging would not help at all, and he had to be sutured for treatment.

But now there is no imperial doctor and no military doctor here, so what should we do?
(End of this chapter)