Broken mountains and rivers: Sushou restores the universe

Chapter 908 Trading
Wei Ying stretched out her right arm and suppressed everyone's chatter with a light wave, she smiled gently, shook her head and said loudly: "You are all injured like this, even if you can fight, I will The general is also reluctant to let you fight. But you can rest assured that I have a way to let you escape, go back to the country and heal your wounds, and then take revenge on these Shen soldiers who dared to ambush you!"

Hearing what Wei Ying said, all the soldiers of the Wei Hu Army who were extremely convinced by her laughed easily, talking about jokes that they could still make.

However, only Jiesheng was keenly aware that what Wei Ying said was "let you escape", not "take you away".

His brows furrowed even tighter.

Wei Ying waited quietly for a while, and when the conversation of the soldiers gradually weakened, she summoned the surviving lieutenant generals to listen to their report on the casualties.

Then she asked all the generals to retreat, looked around all the soldiers of the Weihu Army, smiled and said loudly: "I will remember all the soldiers of the Weihu Army, and they will take care of their injuries when they go back later." , in the future, train hard to make your strength stronger, protect the Wei country well, let the Wei country and your Wei Hu army's prestige become famous all over the world and shine in the annals of history!"

At this moment, when Wei Ying faced the soldiers of the Wei Hu Army, Wei Ying lost a little bit of the sternness and majesty of the past, and a little bit more nostalgia, reluctance and gentleness. In addition, her words seemed to be saying goodbye, so except Jie In addition to winning, many other soldiers have noticed the abnormality.

However, Wei Ying didn't wait for anyone to ask questions, and continued to raise her voice: "Okay, after the generals at all levels in the army are restrained, all the soldiers under him should go to rest, and remember to strictly guard against the enemy's sudden attack. Yes, Jiesheng, you went to find the enemy general and told him that I, Wei Ying, wanted to make a deal with him."

"Sister..." The bad premonition in Jiesheng's heart became stronger and stronger, he frowned and called out, as if he wanted to say words of dissuasion.

However, Wei Ying interrupted him directly, and said solemnly: "Jiesheng, let's go."

Jiesheng had no choice but to stop talking, but hesitantly stood still and refused to listen to Wei Ying's order.

Wei Ying waited for a while, then repeated in a deep voice: "Jiesheng, go!"

"...Yes." Jiesheng couldn't help but nodded hesitantly, turned around and left.

Wei Ying then ordered Liao Xu and all the soldiers of the Wei Hu Army to go to rest again, while she walked to the outermost periphery of her own troops and sat down under a locust tree growing in a field beside the ancient road, quietly. Get up and wait.

This locust tree was probably planted by the nearby farmers to enjoy the coolness. The lush branches and leaves blocked the gradually warming sunlight, which made Wei Ying feel a bit of coolness while leaning on the tree trunk to quietly close her eyes and rest her mind.

She was sitting on the ground with her back against the locust tree, her left leg was bent and stuck to the ground, her right leg was bent in front of her, her right arm was resting on her knee, and her slender, blood-stained hands were hanging down casually.

With her eyes closed, she quietly listened to the subtle wind in her ears and the high-spirited conversations of soldiers of the Tiger Guards in the distance, with complicated thoughts floating around in her mind, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

After a long while, there was a familiar sound of footsteps, accompanied by the faint scent of ambergris, slowly approaching her.

Wei Ying opened her eyes, and saw a man in white clothes Shengxue walking slowly.

His white clothes were still spotless, and the aura around him was still calm and composed. The only thing that was different from usual was that his brows were stained with an inexplicable scar, which was entangled and could not be dispelled.

(End of this chapter)