Flourishing age's Medical concubine

However, he appreciated Nangong Mo a little more. This lady really deserves the consent of the Lord and General Zhu to go to the battlefield. Martial arts, courage, medical skills and knowledge are superior even among men.

"Whoosh!" all the time, the feather arrow came towards the door with the sharp sound of breaking the air.

"Be careful!" Nangong Mo pushed away the general standing beside him. The silver light of the dagger suddenly appeared in his hand and cut off the feather arrow. The archer was obviously not an ordinary person. Even if the feather arrow was cut by Nangong Mo's dagger, it almost numbed Nangong Mo's hand. Nangong Mo's pretty face was slightly heavy. The dagger pulled out a silver flower in his hand and hit the feather arrow again. At the same time, another plain hand gently held the arrow.

This seemingly complex action is actually just a moment. A young general standing behind almost turned pale. If Nangong Mo hadn't caught the long arrow in time, the person who hit the arrow would have become him. There were a large number of people at the door. The feather arrow came fast and fast. He couldn't dodge if he wanted to dodge. Nangong Mo naturally could not have saved the people in front, but hurt the people behind, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the tail of the arrow.

Looking back into the distance, I saw a strong Beiyuan man putting down his bow and arrow. Obviously, the other party didn't intend to kill anyone, just wanted to say hello or... Provocation.

The general also jumped, looked into the distance and said in a deep voice, "that man is hairigu, known as the first God Archer of Beiyuan."

"It's really extraordinary." Nangong Mo looked down at his slender and plain hand as white as jade and said faintly.

The general said coldly, "I didn't expect even him to come."

Nangong Mo didn't care much and said with a smile, "a divine Archer can play a limited role in the battlefield." just like a martial arts expert, his role in the battlefield is also very limited. Even if you keep shooting, how many people can a person kill? Moreover, such a powerful man has always been the main target of the enemy's attack on the battlefield.

I nearly thought about it and couldn't help but be dumb. After thinking for a moment, he said, "remember, the Anyuan general who was killed by Mrs. Wei and Wei Qianhu seems to be Hai rigu's brother. Mrs. Wei should be careful when she meets this person in the future."

Nangong Mo nodded, "thanks for the general's reminder." he tilted his head and thought. Nangong Mo said, "since people have given us meeting gifts, it seems impolite for us not to return them."

The general was surprised and looked at Nangong Mo with great interest. "Madam wants to compare arrows with him?"

Nangong Mo shook his head and said, "compared with the first archer in the North Yuan Dynasty, it's a master's skill. But..." Nangong Mo smiled coldly, and a silver light shot out of his sleeve and shot straight into the distance.

The distance between the two sides is at least fifty or sixty feet. Even if Nangong Mo is good at concealed weapons and has internal power, the distance is still too far. It's impossible to hurt people. Hai rigu was an archer. He was naturally very clever at calculating his strength. With a trace of disdain on his face, he raised his hand and easily grasped the concealed weapon shot at him. In fact, even if he doesn't catch it, the concealed weapon will fall not far from him.

He held it in his hand and made a gesture of disdain towards Nangong mo.

Nangong Mo's lips showed a cold smile.

Behind heirigu, the man in a black cloak who had not spoken suddenly whispered, "throw it away!"

Hai rigu was stunned. He looked at the silver glittering short knife in his hand and found that his hand holding the knife had been stained with a faint black air. He quickly threw away the short knife in his hand. When it was dark, the whole man fell off the horse's back.

Although the people on the opposite door can't hear this side, they can see every move here clearly. They burst out laughing, and there was chaos among the Beiyuan generals opposite. The angry Beiyuan leader glared at Nangong Mo and ordered to stop the troops.

Looking at the soldiers and horses of Beiyuan slowly retreating, Nangong Mo stood on the tower and calmly looked at the people in the distance as if thinking. When she finally left, the man in the black cloak seemed to look at her.

After the war, there was another chaos of war. The men and horses trained by Nangong Mo performed fairly well. Not only killed many enemies on the battlefield, but also saved many wounded soldiers. Although they were not very skilled in the battlefield for the first time, they still remembered Nangong Mo's teaching and tried their best to save the wounded soldiers who lost their ability to move. Nangong Mo is even more gratified that none of these people died in the war, but two of them were seriously injured, and the rest were insignificant minor injuries.

The garrison generals also praised these soldiers. Although the army has never been short of people, veterans and recruits are very different. Every time they go to the battlefield, sometimes most of the recruits die. If more veterans who have been on the battlefield survive, the combat effectiveness of the army will naturally be stronger.

Nangong Mo said goodbye to the general and went downstairs to find his own people. He saw these people shining their eyes one by one and helping the military doctor take care of the wounded in an orderly manner. Although they are not skilled doctors, ordinary trauma does not need much skilled doctors. As long as you can skillfully use medicine, dressing is OK. These well-trained soldiers are obviously much more efficient than those apprentices who follow military doctors, are still young and only obey orders. When Nangong Mo passed, the wounded soldiers under Wei Junmo's command had been handled by them and went to other places.

"Madam!" a soldier stood in front of Nangong Mo, his young face full of fatigue and dust after the war. The original pale and thin appearance has already faded in these days. Today, after the baptism of the battlefield, the whole person has a sense of sharpness and determination.

Nangong Mo nodded and said, "well done."

The soldier grinned and said, "thank you for your instruction. Madam, I killed an enemy."

"Good, keep working hard. Let's do something first."

"Yes!"

Nangong Mo found several of Xue bin and Chen Xiu from the crowd. At this moment, he can no longer see that these are the dandies rampant in Youzhou city. His face was covered with dust and blood. He sat on the ground like an ordinary soldier and gasped. Xue bin collapsed directly on the ground like a dead dog. He couldn't see the difference between him and an ordinary lower level soldier.

Seeing Nangong Mo coming, Chen Xiu reluctantly sat down, "Mrs. Wei."

Nangong Mo picked his eyebrows, looked at Xue bin with a smile and asked, "Mr. Xue, how do you feel about going to the battlefield?"

Xue bin looked at her strangely. Suddenly his face twisted, turned around and vomited out.

"That's what you can do?" Nangong Mo said with a smile: "I vowed before that I wouldn't rely on Chen Xiu and Zhu Meng to protect you on the battlefield?"

Xue bin turned around and gave him a white eye. The smell in his mouth was so strange that he didn't want to talk at all. Chen Xiu looked at him helplessly and said, "Madam Wei, brother Xue is very brave on the battlefield." he just didn't know whether this brave warrior really regarded the enemy as grass or was too afraid. He simply didn't look at anything and cut people when he saw them. Anyway, Xue bin was the only one who vomited after they came down.