Eternal Love

   Chapter 94 Unexpected (4)

  The flame of the guard plate made Su Shuai very puzzled. Why did the burnt guard plate stop Wu Jun’s offensive? Isn't this enticing offense? 'Temptation' flashed in Su Shuai's mind once, and the guard plate on the city wall was pushed down and pressed towards the Dengcheng Tower. Then there was an altar and something thrown down, and the broken altar was hitting the fire. It burned completely when it was time, so you don’t need to guess that it is oil. In an instant, almost all the towers below the city were turned into torches. Not to mention the city, the city is like a sea of ​​fire, and it is no longer possible to even approach the city wall. Su Shuai was shocked. It was known that it was too late. Although Wu Jun’s attacking speed was fierce, he thought that the guard board was an emergency. Wu Jun gathered more people to go to the city to fight them all...

   "Master Su, things are not so good."

  The general beside him cautiously reported to the horrified Su Shuai that the battle situation is completely at a disadvantage, and continuing will only increase the number of casualties.

   "No, it's impossible, how could that surname Jiang have this kind of ability? I still don't know how much he is worth?"

Su Shuai, who was approaching roaring, roared loudly, and the situation of the side-to-side battle was unexpected. Seeing the raging sea of ​​fire, the shouting in the sea of ​​fire and the fearful and retreating Wu Jun, Su Shuai was a little dazed, let alone knocking away. The city gate is gone, and even the city wall cannot be approached. The heavy casualties are unprecedented.

   "Master Su, withdraw your troops. If this continues, it will only increase unnecessary casualties."

  Another subordinate general spoke, and he could hear his voice very urgent.

The sea of ​​flames in front of him made Su Shuai feel humiliated. He didn't care about the life and death of the soldiers, but couldn't bear the wars that were upside down in front of him. Thinking of his grand general, this time he attacked [Xu Guo] coach, who has never failed. She was so embarrassed and so easily defeated at this moment, gritted his teeth and glared at everything in front of him: "...withdraw!"

Su Shuai endured the first humiliation when he came to the army, and finally spit out a word. After hearing this, the subordinate general immediately issued an instruction to the trumpeter on the side. Therefore, the trumpet representing the withdrawal sounded and Wu Jun, who had already fallen into panic on the front line, hurried back , Facing the sea of ​​flames, they don’t know how to attack, so for them it is undoubtedly the voice of life...

  Not long after, Wu Jun withdrew from the sight of [Liancheng] at a painful price, and [Liancheng] won this victory.

   "General, we succeeded."

   Watching Wu Jun withdraw from his sight, indulging in the joy of victory, his subordinates shouted to Jiang Haodong.

  "Well, it’s been hard work. Order to go down and pick the number of casualties, so that everyone can have a good rest, and remember not to relax."

   "Yes, the subordinates will go now."

  The subordinates and soldiers hurriedly left after taking orders. Jiang Haodong looked far away and gradually passed away Wu Jun's figure, full of sorrow.

  ——At night——

  [Liancheng] A wing room in the general's mansion

   "How is the doctor?"

  In the room, Jiang Haodong had already changed his armor, dressed up in plain clothes, and asked the elderly doctor sitting on the bed, is Lei Yan lying on the bed? The clothes on his body have long been stripped, and his strong chest is exposed to everyone. The elderly doctor stroked his chest with a white cloth for treatment. The white cloth was infiltrated by blood like a red flower. There were two people dressed in the same way, one of them. It was Yang Shi, and the two stared at the person on the bed with very worried expressions.

   "General, this general's injuries are too serious, and he has lost too much blood. I'm afraid--"

The elderly doctor looked at the pale Lei Yan lying on the bed with regret. Lei Yan's breathing was very weak, and there was almost no blood on his face. The pain in his chest made him sweat all over his body. One can imagine the chest injury. Serious.

  "Please think of a way, doctor, please help him."

  At this time, Yang Shi was not cautious when he was on the battlefield, almost begging the doctor in an imploring tone.

   "Doctor Zhang, you are the best doctor in the city, please think of a way to save him anyway."

Seeing the pleading gaze of Yang Shi and his companions beside him, Jiang Haodong couldn't bear it, not to mention that he tried his best to save Thunder Flame.

   "Oh, please forgive the grass people for their inability to do anything."

  Sorry is indeed a pity, but the impossible is impossible after all, and the elderly doctor is still helpless.

"how come!!"

  The old doctor’s words were as if sentenced to death, Yang Shi fell into despair, but at this moment, the door of the room was opened, and after hearing the sound, Yang Shi went forward as if he saw hope again...

   "Master Wang!!!"

   "I have heard about it."

   Lifted up Yang Shi who came forward to greet him immediately, Wang Ye walked towards the bed, and Yang Shi immediately followed.

"grown ups!"

   People who dress the same as Yang Shi also salute Wang Ye.

"Ok."

"You're back."

   "Yes, General, but please allow me to look at the injuries of my subordinates first."

"please!"

Wang Ye didn’t speak too much. The old man kept aside his position. At the same time, he bowed to Wang Ye. Wang Ye nodded slightly to show his greetings. Then he sat down on the bed and removed the cover that covered Thunder Flame’s chest. White cloth, the wound was shocking and blood was still pouring out. Seeing the wound, Wang Ye frowned slightly...

   "The general's injury is too serious, and the blood can't be stopped up to now. The arrow is thicker than ordinary arrows, so--"

"I know."

  Wang Ye interrupted the elderly doctor inadvertently, but what he wanted now was quietness. He would judge the injury, and the words of others would only distract him.