Tomin in The Alien World

Tang Yin has no other meaning in saying so, but simply appreciates her medical skills and wants her to be her own special doctor. Su Yelei also didn't misunderstand his words. She pondered for a moment and said, "I still want to stay at home and take care of my father."

Hearing the speech, he sighed faintly and said softly, "what's the future of practicing medicine in the small Jinhua City? If you want to take care of your father, you can also connect your father to the army to treat those Fengguo martyrs who shed blood and sweat for the great cause of Fengguo!" As he spoke, he tied up his clothes, put on his armor again, stood up, took a pair of knives and walked to the door of the tower.

Su Yelei was surprised and hurriedly grabbed Tang Yin's arm and asked, "will Lord Tang fight again?"

Now she has 100% confirmed that Tang Yin is not a greedy manager, and she has become more concerned about him. "You're injured now. You can't continue fighting, or the wound will worsen and bleed too much. The immortal can't save you..."

Before she finished, Tang Yin shrugged and smiled, interrupted her and said, "I've also suffered injuries ten times and a hundred times heavier than this. Don't worry, I'm not so easy to die!"

With that, he shook off her hand and went to the door of the tower.

A fierce battle is taking place here. Although the wind troops set up shields, the killed Ning army seems crazy to come up and collide from time to time. The steel helmets and armor collide with the shields and thump. More than 20 wind troops with shields are also hit dizzy and shaky.

Tang Yin observed the form on the field, put away his double knives and quickly picked up a spear from the ground. When a Ning Bing roared and collided, he stabbed out with his spear in both hands.

Whoosh!

The spear was pierced out of the gap of the shield. Suddenly, the Ning soldier hit the spear tip unprepared.

Hearing the sound of fluttering, the spearhead pierced deeply into his neck. Without even making a sound, the Ning soldier fell on the spot and died.

Tang Yin didn't stop. He immediately took back his spear. When Ning Bing collided again, he stabbed the other side to the ground with another spear. There are 20 wind troops with top shields to block the enemy. Tang Yin only needs to seize the opportunity to attack in the back, without considering defense, which saves him a lot of physical strength.

In a short time, more than 20 Ning Bing who collided with him died miserably under his spear. In this way, Ning Bing learned to be smart. Instead of blindly rushing and bumping, he found a long halberd hand and stabbed him.

The battle continued endlessly, but the invincible could not hold on.

Tang Yin's separation and Shangguan yuanrang's cooperation are extremely tacit. One is constantly suppressed by Lingwu skills in front of him, and the other sometimes appears on his side and behind him. When he is cold, he makes a cruel hand. His moves are strange and his speed is surprisingly fast. What's more, his separation's hand knife is also covered with dark fire. Even if he is invincible, he doesn't dare to be close to him.

Under the attack of the shadow and Shangguan yuanrang, Zhan invincible had to retreat down the wall in order to protect himself. As soon as he retreated, the surrounding Ning soldiers were in chaos, and the chaotic situation soon spread to the whole Ning army camp. The invincible soldiers who had been driven down the city wall bent down and gasped for breath. How could he not be tired from the early morning until now?

Since he joined the army, he has never met such a tenacious opponent. While he is angry, he also has a faint sense of admiration. He looked up at the scuffle on the top of the city, then looked at the sky, and shook his head. It seemed that he would return without attack today. When he was thinking about whether to kill himself again and return to the city, the matchless messenger arrived and ordered him to withdraw immediately and choose to fight again.

After receiving the order from the eldest brother, Zhan invincible sighed, conveyed the military order, and the whole army withdrew to the camp.

Once again, the retreat of the Ningjun army was much better than the previous hasty retreat. The Ningjun army on the city wall retreated from the city wall in an orderly and orderly manner. There were escorts and people behind the hall, which did not give the Fengjun the opportunity to fight against the enemy. At this time, the Fengjun army was also unable to fight against the enemy. The 20000 Fengjun army survived less than four Chengdu, and each of them was injured. People were tired and foaming.

As soon as the front foot of the Ning army was withdrawn, the wind troops were like a vented leather ball. They were no longer able to stand. They threw away their weapons and collapsed on the wall. Looking up, the wall was covered with people. At this time, it was unclear whether those were corpses or living people. The surviving soldiers were even worse than corpses, and the blood was more like corpses than corpses.

Ning Jun finally retreats. Tang Yin takes back the shadow, and the dark aura returns to his body. The wound on his body heals itself and heals as before. Because of the dark fire, his return aura was even more abundant than when he released the shadow. However, his physical strength could not be supplemented by the dark fire. Even if he no longer started at this time, the virtual sweat still flowed out from time to time.

With his shaky body, he commanded his soldiers and bandaged each other's wounds. Not to mention that a number of military doctors have been killed by Ning Jun. even if they are still there, they can't treat the more than 8000 wounded soldiers. Now they can only let the soldiers save themselves. Fortunately, there are enough drugs in the city. People's wounds can be applied in time to prevent deterioration.

Tang Yin understood that the 8000 soldiers could not be put into battle in a short time, and it was uncertain whether the enemy would continue to attack Beicheng tomorrow. For the sake of safety, he scattered the 8000 soldiers and assigned them to the other three sides, and then transferred more than 3000 people from the other three sides to form 10000 to garrison Beicheng.

After the battle, the battlefield still needs to be cleaned, and the personnel of both sides are collecting the bodies.

A large number of slaves in cloth clothes poured out of the Ning army camp, went to the battlefield and at the foot of the city wall, loaded the bodies of the dead soldiers of the Ning army and pulled them back to their own camp; The same is true for the Fengjun side, but it is not slaves who collect the corpses, but the people of Jinhua City who come out to help. People almost distinguish the corpses of their own soldiers and soldiers Ning with tears. The former is carried back to the city, and the latter is directly thrown outside the city and handled by the corpse collection team of Ning army.

Until this time, the personnel of both sides were close at hand, but they were safe and busy. No one spoke and talked. The battlefield was very quiet, only the sound of moving the body.

After World War I, the Fengjun army lost more than 10000 people. With the thousands of people lost the day before yesterday, nearly 20000 people were reduced, leaving only more than 30000 people.

I don't know how long the battle will take. The corpses can't be stored in the city for a long time. In order to prevent the corpses from rotting and evolving into a plague, they can only be piled up, poured with fire oil, then set up firewood and incinerated on the spot.

When burning the body, almost all the soldiers of the wind army came and watched the brothers in the same robe turn into ashes in the sea of fire. All the soldiers of the wind army wept and sobbed, and the low sobs on the field came one after another.

Gradually, the people in the city also walked out of their homes and came to the square where the bodies were burned in groups to surround and watch.

"When the country is in trouble, I should go to war; wrap my body in a horse's clothes and strengthen my strong wind!"

Among the people of the wind army, the first one sang the military song of the wind country. Soon, the song infected everyone present, whether soldiers or civilians, generals or ordinary soldiers. At this time, the low wind song seemed more and more solemn and stirring.

Since its founding, Fengguo has never been far away from war. These short 16 words were originally composed by the blood and tears of countless Fengren ancestors, which inspired generations of Fengren to fight in the battlefield. Even ordinary people are very familiar with the military songs of Fengguo and can feel it.

This is the inside story of a country. The king can be changed, the country name can be changed, and even the country can be destroyed, but its inside information is difficult to shake.

The song was low and solemn at first. With the gradual chorus of people, the song began to become excited and high. In the end, almost all people's songs were roared out.

"Join the army, my Lord!"

A young man in his early twenties suddenly squeezed out of the crowd, looked at Tang Yin standing in the center of the wind army and shouted.

As he took the lead, more and more young adults among the people came out one after another and shouted, "I am willing to join the army, too! Flatten and annihilate the rebellion and restore my strong wind!"

No one deliberately incited. The people all spontaneously stood up and expressed their willingness to join the army and fight against Ning army.

Tang Yin was shocked when he heard the speech. He turned around and looked around at these passionate young people in Jinhua City.

He took a deep breath, smiled, shook his head and said, "I thank you very much, but the battlefield is not a children's play, and you may die at any time..."

If the young man is not afraid to change his life, he will stand up and say, "as long as I can take the lead, it's worth it!"

"Yes! Sir, we are not afraid of death! Besides, if Ning army is killed into the city, we and our family will not survive!" This is true. In this era, it is very common to kill cities. Ning Jun has done it, and Feng Jun has done the same.

This... Tang Yin bowed his head and said nothing. These young people have neither received training nor participated in actual combat. Can they be used once they go to the battlefield? If it is not done well, it will not only increase casualties, but also drag down our own soldiers.

Tang Yin was hesitant about the matter.

At this time, Shen Zhichen walked up to Tang Yin and whispered, "don't hesitate, sir. Now our army is in great shortage of troops. Integrating these people into the army can supplement our army. If they go to the battlefield, they will also be taken by the veterans of each Corps. Even if they can't help a lot, they won't reduce our army's combat strength!"

Tang Yin disagreed with Shen Zhichen's words, but now he really has no other choice. After all, the shortage of manpower is a fact.

He shook his fist, crossed his heart, nodded and said, "well, you can join the army, but I don't have any extra armor and weapons for you, only these!" As he spoke, he pointed to the mountains of broken helmets and armor and blood stained weapons piled up beside the fire, He added: "you can only wear these armor. Although most of these weapons have been damaged, it is a proof of our soldiers' bravery and bloody struggle. I hope you will not insult them and be more worthy of the heroes of their former masters!"