Chapter 1098 Not Dead
"But once on the battlefield, my master's weapons are still mainly spears. When killing an enemy, he only needs to sweep across, and at least a small part of the enemy's army will fall down. It is more convenient and powerful than using a sword."

"At first I didn't find Master, but when I saw the broken sword, the brothers were all in grief, but they didn't think about it. After two days, the brothers came to their senses and felt that something was wrong."

"My master's weapon is different from ours. If you are looking for it, you should find your long spear first, but it is much more obvious than this broken sword."

"Yesterday I sent someone to inquire again. I heard that the master didn't bring his sword with him at all before he went to the battlefield. He only went with a long spear. The appearance of the broken sword is intriguing. Maybe it was the man next to him. If there is a traitor, if you don’t want to harm the master, you can only use this sword to disturb my army’s morale.”

"Maybe Mr. Xu is hiding somewhere right now, waiting to give the enemy a fatal blow. It's just that it's not convenient to show up, so he let the rumors go."

"Ma'am, you must hold on. The subordinates will accompany you and wait for the triumphant return of the Lord."

Zhuying led people's words as if Wen Qing'er grasped at the last straw, crying and laughing at the moment, unable to control her emotions at all.

Holding the broken sword in his arms, he refused to let go, as if he had also grabbed Ying Yu: "He couldn't stop muttering: "Okay, I'll wait, I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you to come back ,,,"

Wen Qing'er's movement of holding the sword almost scared Zhuyun and the little maids in the house to half their lives.

Then there is the broken sword, the blade is also extremely sharp, but the movement of Wen Qing'er hugging at this moment, the blade cut Wen Qing'er's wide sleeve two layers, if you use more force, you will definitely be injured of.

Ms. Wang and Zhuying persuaded Wen Qinger to stop, let go of her hand a little, and placed the broken sword in a conspicuous place in the room, thinking about when to invite someone to repair it. Ying Yu came back, and when she saw Xu, her heart ached.

Looking at the people in the room like this, Wen Qing'er felt very sad.

There is one thing that Zhuying did not dare to say, and there is also a great possibility that Lord Hou met some powerful enemy, and the weapon he held was also superior. Although Wanjun is a rare and good sword, it has been a hundred years after all. It is inevitable that there will be some small cracks.

This sword is not like what Zhuying said, Ying Yu carries it with him on weekdays, and it is even more impossible to leave this sword aside when he goes to the battlefield.

If he really met such a formidable enemy and his sword was destroyed, I'm afraid it's unlikely that his master Hou would survive.

It's just a moment to comfort Wen Qing'er.

"Chasing the clouds! Chasing the clouds! Wake up! I won't allow you to sleep anymore! Stay up for a while, stay up for a while, and you'll be fine when the fever subsides!"

Obviously, Man Daqi knew that the man was dead, but at this moment he was still the one with the least injuries. Ying Yu and his brothers survived by luck.

I have been in this mountain wall for several days, and most of them have been carried over. Now there is only one Zhuyun who is still unconscious. He only opened his eyes yesterday, and now he is unable to wake up.

Ying Yu's eyes were red, but the other brothers in the mountain wall were not allowed to be busy, and all of them were injured because they were all trying to save him.

He was just shot in the shoulder with an arrow, and now he feels sorry for his brothers and the [-] soldiers of the Ying family army who died tragically, and he can't care about his own injuries.

(End of this chapter)

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