Yue Ji

Chapter 314
Generally, when the army retreats, the scene is the most chaotic and uncontrollable.For thousands of years, retreat without chaos has been one of the conditions to measure whether a general is a famous general.

Jingling fell to the ground, and only the soldiers around him could see it. Before he fell into a coma, he told him, "Secret it", everyone understood the meaning.At this juncture of the army's retreat, the news that he was injured and unconscious must not be spread, otherwise, these 10,000+ sons will be defeated for thousands of miles, and they will be attacked and wiped out by the Chu people in one fell swoop.

At that moment, the master turned his head, glared at the warrior holding the flag representing Commander Jingling, and shouted in a deep voice: "Flags raised high!"

That warrior is also a master who is one in a million. He lowered his head and said in a sad voice: "No!"

After receiving the response, Grandmaster jumped into his carriage with Jingling in his arms.At the moment, the driver of Jingling took down the banner representing the identity of Jinjun and gave it to Jin Jiangdang.Once Jingling fell, the highest-ranking general became the commander-in-chief of the army.

Dang took the handsome flag carefully and put it in his carriage.

The generals breathed a sigh of relief seeing Jingling being brought into the carriage and quietly mixed into the retreating army.

Now, the rear army has retreated and the central army has turned around. These generals will lead the front army to cut off the rear!

The Jin general dangled a face with Chinese characters, and shouted violently: "My lords, let the Chu people see it. Even if there is only one army left in the three armies when we retreat, our Jin army is not invincible to the Chu people!"

His yelling was loud, powerful, and powerful, and it spread far away.

As soon as his voice fell, more than 3 former soldiers shouted in unison at the same time: "Jin Junxiongwei! The world is invincible! Jin Junxiongwei, the world is invincible!"

. . . . . .

As the shouts of "Jin Junxiongwei, invincible in the world" spread far and wide, these [-] former troops radiated an aura of going forward and swearing to die!
Jingling's carriage hurriedly drove towards the Zhongshan Palace.

After driving for less than half an hour, suddenly, Yu Fu exclaimed from outside: "Ma'am?"

The master was startled, raised his voice and asked, "What's the matter?"

The driver shouted: "Madam is here!"

The grand master was taken aback for a moment, he lifted the curtain of the car and looked around.

With this look, he saw a white-clothed Shengxue figure galloping towards the front of the official road.

That figure was like smoke like electricity, like wind like mist, from the vagueness of the figure to the clear appearance of the figure, it only took a blink of an eye.

The face of the master changed slightly.

He knew that the "secret" commanded by Jingling before he fell into a coma had another meaning, which was to not let his wife know that he was injured.You know, Madam has just conceived, how can she stand up to such a shock at this moment?
Just when the master was hesitating about how to hide it from Wei Luo, Wei Luo's figure like smoke and lightning flew to the side of the carriage.

She stood outside the carriage, her face was pale, her cherry lips were tightly pursed.

Yu Fu moistened his throat, and was about to find an excuse when Wei Luo spoke up. Her voice was clear and cold, low and powerful, "I heard the screams on the battlefield, and my heart was hurting. Let me see Your Majesty."

Hearing this, the grand master stuck out his head from the carriage, forced a smile at Wei Luo, and said: "Your Majesty is still leading the former army, and Madam will return to Zhongshan Palace!"

He was only halfway through his words when Wei Luo raised his head and looked at him steadily.

Her lips pursed even tighter, her voice trembled slightly, but her expression was extremely firm and steady, "If he's fine, why don't you come back first! My heart is wrenching, so please wait and see!"

When the master and the driver were still trying to find an excuse, Wei Luo looked at them calmly, and said, "I have lived and died several times, and I will not panic, gentlemen, don't worry!"

When she said this, seeing that the two were still hesitating, she froze immediately.

Just when her figure flickered, and her whole body was like a mist, seeping into the carriage, the grand master subconsciously stretched out his right hand, trying to push her away.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he clearly pushed it onto Wei Luo's shoulder.

However, the moment his palm touched her shoulder, Wei Luo disappeared!

Like a cloud of fog, she suddenly dispersed.

The master was taken aback for a moment, and then he turned his head back in horror.

Sure enough, Wei Luo had appeared in the carriage.

The grand master stared at Wei Luo, who was kneeling quietly beside Jingling, and stretched out his hand to caress him. For a moment, the horror in his heart flooded out, "How far is the madam's skill? This, this, this is too good." Fear too!"

At this time, Wei Luo, of course, did not know the fear of the master.

She knelt on the car floor, carefully supported Jing Ling's head, and held him in her arms.

She pursed her lips tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

She won't let it fall, though.Her man has fallen, and she is his heaven!

She reached out and touched his breath.The snort was slight, which made her gasp: he had snort.

Then, she pinched his wrist veins, tentatively output her internal force, and penetrated into his body.

Her internal energy, like the spring sun, like the breeze, slowly entered, quietly infiltrated, unconsciously, it had already circled in his body.

After turning the circle, she let out another breath.

Sitting on the car, Wei Luo turned Jing Ling over gently, and the two wounds on his back no longer ooze blood.Wei Luo tore off two long strips of his robe, and tied up the two wounds again.Binding in this way is only to prevent the wound from being shattered again.

After doing all this, she took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the blood on Jingling's forehead.The blood had solidified, and she couldn't wipe it off at all.

Wei Luo bit his lip and thought for a while, then turned his head and said to the master behind him: "The carriage is overturned, it's driving too slowly, let me carry the monarch back to Zhongshan Palace."

Hearing this, the grand master reflexively shouted: "How can human feet rival horsepower?"

As soon as he said these words, he remembered that the madam in front of him, her skills are really a bit frightening, when she came over just now, she was like smoke and lightning.This kind of skill is faster and more stable than a carriage.

Therefore, as soon as he finished speaking, he became dumb and murmured: "It's okay."

"Thank you for agreeing."

As soon as Wei Luo's voice fell, he hugged Jing Ling across his arms and flew out of the carriage.The driver only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and when he looked again, Wei Luo's white figure missing half of his robe was already ten steps away.

The husband was startled, and shouted in a stuttering voice: "Husband, madam?"

He stared dumbfounded at the lady's white figure, which disappeared from sight like lightning.

At this time, the master's voice sounded behind the driver, "Ma'am, ghosts and spirits are unpredictable..."

Holding Jingling in his arms, Wei Luo flew into the Zhongshan Palace like lightning.

In the Zhongshan Palace, the black-armored warriors took five steps each, ten steps each, but they only had a flash in front of their eyes, and just vaguely felt someone passing by, and when they regained their composure, there was nothing in front of them.

Wei Luo floated into the bedroom.

She laid the Jingling Mausoleum flat on the collapsed ground, and said solemnly, "Come here!"

"Husband, Madam? Your Majesty, Your Majesty, when, when will you come in?"

Hearing the horrified cry from behind, Wei Luo raised his voice and shouted, "Call the doctor, the witches come!"

. . . . . . "No, no."

"Wait a minute!"

"Well, what else is there for Madam?"

"Secret!"

"promise!"

As soon as the maid retreated, Wei Luo put his palm on Jingling's dantian, and slowly input his inner breath again.

Her inner breath, like the tide, continuously infiltrated from Jingling's dantian, nourishing his viscera and meridians, wave after wave.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a sound of footsteps outside.Wei Luo, who had his eyes closed and submerged his inner breath, heard Jing Ling calling out in a murmur, "Son, sire... babe..."

Willow opened his eyes.

Sweat dripped from Jing Ling's forehead, and his face turned a little rosy. His thin lips were squirming, and he kept calling her and the baby in her belly.

Wei Luo blinked, forcing back the tears that came out of her eyes, she lowered her head, and pressed her lips against his thin lips.

Just when her lips were touching his thin lips, the muttering Jing Ling suddenly stopped twisting.

He opened his eyes slowly.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Wei Luo smiled brightly and called softly, "Master!"

Jing Ling's thin lips twitched, and his midnight-like eyes looked at Wei Luo contentedly, his Adam's apple moved, and although his voice was weak, he forced a smile, "I'm fine."

Wei Luo smiled brighter, and she replied softly, "Of course, you're fine."

Her cherry lips pressed against his forehead, and said with a smile, "Of course, you're fine."

She reached out and took out a towel from the basin brought by the maid, and gently wiped the blood off his face.

There was no wound on Jing Ling's face, but a small gash on his forehead and hairline.The blood vessels in this head are the most abundant, there is only one small opening, and the blood that flows out covers most of his face.

After wiping his face clean, Wei Luo pressed his cherry lips on the center of his brow again, and said in a low voice, "Of course, you're fine..."

At this time, a maidservant called from outside, "Madam, the doctor has arrived, and the witch has arrived."

Wei Luo took a breath, and called out in a clear voice, "Please!"

Amidst the sound of footsteps striding towards the hall, Wei Luo backed away slowly.

She stared intently at Jingling, and watched the doctor and Wu hurried forward, taking turns treating Jingling's wounds one by one.

During this time, she didn't even blink her eyes.

When Wu Shizhi was in charge, Jing Ling had already closed his eyes again.

After a while, the ringing stopped.

The doctor first came to Wei Luo, crossed his hands at her and said, "Ma'am, your lord has a three-inch side injury, an inch and a half deep, and no bones. A five-inch back injury, half an inch wide, and one inch deep, and no bones!" Its pulse is called, the liver pulse is astringent, the lung pulse is weak, and the heart and lungs are late. The shock injury is severe, and the blood loss is severe."

After a pause, the doctor said again: "Your Majesty, there is breath in the body protecting the heart veins, and the blood is not seeping heavily. After a short delay, the blood has already entered the cavity, and it may not be cured. Luckily, lucky!

Have the breath to protect the heart?After a short delay, the blood has already entered the cavity, and I am afraid that it will not be cured?

Hearing this, Wei Luo let out a long breath: Fortunately, she made a quick decision and went out of the city to greet her when she felt something was wrong.Therefore, she was able to infuse the internal energy into his body in time to protect his heart.If it was postponed for another half a moment, if it was delayed for another half a moment, she, she would not live alone. . . . . .

Wei Luo didn't know, but more importantly, her internal breath was the product of internal circulation. This kind of internal breath contained the essence and essence of the human body, and it was the most effective in healing and regulating blood.

After the doctor withdrew, the witch also came forward and explained.

The two people's arguments were consistent, that is, Jingling was hit by a heavy object and had internal bleeding.And too much blood loss.

Wei Luo knew that an injury like Jingling's was really a minor injury in modern times.However, in this era, it is a serious injury!
Internal bleeding, the witch can't come, and the medicine has just sprouted, so the medicine can't come.It can only be operated through acupuncture and internal breath.

(End of this chapter)