Chapter 733

The battle of Tianmenguan lasted for a whole day and a night. The soldiers of Qingxi and Xizang had been prepared for the battle. Everyone had dry food on them. When they attacked, they could still chew two mouthfuls of dry food to supplement their physical strength. However, the soldiers in the East were miserable. After a day's hard work and hunger, they could not even resist their arms. The battle lasted until the next day At the end, as Ling Jingxuan expected, there was no suspense. Under the leadership of Zhou Sheng, the East * * team swore to fight to the death, and none of the last soldiers surrendered. The 700000 army in the city, except the soldiers who protected Qilian city and assisted the people to evacuate, all the others died!

The casualties of the United forces of the two countries are not small. According to the rough statistics, Zhou Sheng is also a man. Yan Shengrui ordered him to bury him. At the end of the war, the surviving soldiers stood on the bodies near the Tianmen pass and cheered. Almost everyone burst into tears. Many of them could not stand still and raised their hands If they didn't get up, they would help each other in groups and celebrate the hard won victory with everyone in tears.

Yan Shengrui and sikonghao, commander-in-chief of the two armies, slapped their hands. Although they suffered heavy casualties, they broke the first line of defense known as the iron wall of the eastern Kingdom and made the most favorable start for the eastern expedition!

"Congratulations"

"Jingxuan!"

"Master!"

What they don't know is that although Ling Jingxuan didn't go to the battlefield, he straddled his horse and waited outside the city for a whole night. Hearing the cheers from the city, Ling Jingxuan held up the corner of his lips. As the sound of congratulation fell, he fell down. Xue Wuyang, Qin Muyan and others were stunned and rushed to catch his body.

However, with the roar of a wild animal, people only felt that the yellow light tail flashed in front of them. The next second, brother tiger was lying on the ground, and Ling Jingxuan's falling body just landed on his back. They rushed to surround them: "Jingxuan, are you ok? It's so hot. You didn't sleep all night and you got cold. Damn it, you shouldn't have let it last night. "

Xue Wuyang reached out to touch his head, and his face changed dramatically. Last night, they didn't persuade him to go back to rest early. Even Xiaowen Tiewa had been here. But who could manage to do something that Ling Jingxuan didn't want to do? Almost in a few words, he sent them all away. The children had no choice but to bring him a warm cloak. It was still cold at the end of March at night. He was still ill after all. Xue Wuyang was self reproached and miserable. If he could be more tough, Jingxuan would not fall down.

Next to Sikong Tama reaches for his shoulder and comforts him speechlessly. What Ling Jingxuan is waiting for is not the victory of the war, but only Yan Shengrui. In that case, no matter who is going to persuade him back, the children will be futile because they know this. Yan Shengrui's feelings of Ling Jingxuan are not obvious, in fact, they are more than Everyone loves each other deeply.

"It doesn't matter. It's just a cold. Take two pills."

After a short period of lost consciousness, Ling Jingxuan shook his head and didn't put his little cold in his heart. After taking a pill into his mouth, he reached out and patted Tiger: "thank you, brother tiger. Take me back. You can't let Shengrui see me like this. He will be worried."

When he said those words, Ling Jingxuan was lying on his back with his cheek directly attached to his fur. His eyes closed again when he looked at them. Recently, he was too tired.

"Lord Sikong, the queen of the west, please don't let the prince know about the master's fainting for the time being. We'll leave first."

As Yan Yi, they are the shadow guards of Yan Shengrui. They are the master's people, and everything is based on the wishes of the master. Since the master hopes not to let the prince know, they will also strictly comply with him.

"It's not just the cold. How many days did he sleep well?"

Seeing the thunder team carefully protecting Ling Jingxuan's leaving, Xue Wuyang murmured to himself that all martial arts practitioners are proficient in the art of Qi Huang. Just now, he touched Ling Jingxuan's pulse and found that his pulse was long and weak, which was obviously an extremely wasted pulse. He did not hear of his persistent illness, which was the only possible cause of this pulse It's transitional labor.

"It seems easy to win. In fact, there is no simple victory at all. What we can see is his calm confidence, but we can't see the efforts he has made to achieve his goal."

Holding his hand around his shoulder, Sikong Tama and he watched their disappearing figures. They won the victory one day and one night. No matter how heavy their casualties were, it would be unimaginable to do so in the past. However, the facts are in front of them, and the key to their success lies in his quick and Rapid City breaking technique He destroyed the tall city of Tianmen pass, and indirectly destroyed the unshakable determination of the soldiers of the eastern kingdom to win. Although he never personally visited the battlefield, half of the victory today was due to him. In the so-called strategy, he should be the decisive winner thousands of miles away, right?

"Tamarix, in our lifetime, don't fight with Qingguo. I don't want to see Jingxuan so tired again."With his head gently resting on his shoulder, Xue Wuyang sincerely said that in his whole life, he had few friends except Tamarix brothers. Ling Jingxuan was the only one. However, they belonged to different countries and were enough to represent their own countries. Sometimes, for the sake of the interests of the country, they had to make plays, but this did not affect their friendship. In the long run, Ling Jingxuan was the only one At least when he's alive, he doesn't want to see them fight again.

"Why do you think I didn't take Hao's will and agreed to join hands with Qingguo?"

He closed his eyes and looked at him. What Ling Jingxuan said on that day clearly appeared in his mind. As long as they took the initiative to start a war, the soldiers of Qing state would not be allowed to set foot on their territory in his lifetime. Maybe at first, he chose the Qing state for Wuyang and Jue, and didn't want them to be embarrassed. But that's not the only reason. He knows better than anyone else. He looks at it What is important is Ling Jingxuan's promise and his behavior with Yan Shengrui.

Thank you, shackle

Holding his waist, Xue Wuyang closed his eyes slightly, which was enough. As for whether their descendants will be as friendly as they are, they can't control so much.

After fighting for a day and a night, the soldiers who were so tired that they couldn't even walk back. Yan Shengrui and sikonghao also ordered the reserve soldiers to find carts for transporting grain and grass, and they would pull them back. As for the task of cleaning up the battlefield, they naturally fell on the reservists. After returning to the camp, they hurried to fill their stomachs, and then they fell asleep They are chopping people in the tent from time to time out of the dream of fighting and killing!

"How about brother Shanzi? Is he OK, dad? "

In the commander's tent, Ling Jingxuan, who won the victory but fell ill, thought that he would soon recover after taking the medicine. However, he did not wake up after a whole day's sleep. Yan Shengrui, who was concealed, finally realized that there was something wrong with him, so he quickly brought Shanzi to the military hospital. At this moment, all the people related to Ling Jingxuan gathered in the tent and said, "it's OK, master's Because the body lost too much in his early years, he should not be too tired or too hungry. Otherwise, once he falls down, the recovery time will be many times that of others. I gave him two injections, and then drink two drugs. He should have no problem after his fever subsided. "

Taking out the silver needle inserted in Ling Jingxuan's lethargic body, Shanzi carefully covered the quilt for him. After pinching the corners of the quilt, he walked to the small table outside and wrote down a series of dense prescriptions and handed it to Ling Yun: "there are too many wounded in the military hospital. The medical children can't do too much. Lingyun, master's medicine will trouble you."

God knows how shocked he was when he heard that his master had fallen down. Originally, he was going to operate on a soldier. Without thinking about it, he handed it over to a medical boy. In his mind, the master was more important than his parents, and no one's life was as good as his life. Until he checked his pulse and confirmed that he was just cold, but he was not awake because of his poor health He is really at ease.

I'm afraid that the image of Princess Lingzi will not be more severe than that of the master's wife Friendship is just like they are with the prince. Now the princess is weak and lying on the bed. He is really afraid that Ling Yun will fall down before the princess wakes up.

"What are you doing, Xiaotuan?"

Everyone was listening to Zhao Shan about Ling Jingxuan's illness. When they looked back, they found that xiaotuanzi was sitting on the bed and taking off his shoes and even his coat. Yan Shengrui could not help frowning and walked over. Xiaotuan Zi held his head high and said of course: "I want to sleep with my father. When people are ill, my father will sleep with me, and I will hold him Who is your father? "

When he finished speaking, he turned around and pursed his bottom to climb on the bed. Yan Shengrui grabbed his back collar and lifted him to his arms. The little Tuan was dissatisfied and yelled, "what are you doing, father? They want to sleep with dad. Let me go! "

"Pa!"

"Don't move!"

Yan Shengrui raised his hand and slapped him on the buttocks. He turned around and held him away from the bed. He was also surprised by his unexpected behavior. Ling Wentie, who was in a cold sweat, quickly bent down to pick up his clothes that he had taken off from the ground. Xiaotuan was staring at his father with his mouth shriveled and eyes full of protest. He just wanted to sleep with his father. Why not? My father is dead. He hates him most!

"Well, don't show this expression. Cold is contagious, especially for children. What if you get sick? What's more, what Dad needs most now is rest. Don't disturb your father. Let the second elder brother take you to dress. "

Yan Shengrui said that he gave him to Ling Wen. In the past, if he showed such an expression, he would be so distressed that he would surrender. But now, all he cares about is Ling Jingxuan. He just wants to drive everyone away and accompany him quietly.

"But people are also worried about father and father, father king"

"OK, don't call father Wang any more, little Tuanzi, what is most needed here is quiet. Please, don't make any more noise, OK? We are all worried about Dad. We are all afraid of what happens to him. "Seeing that he still refused to give up, Ling Wen held him helplessly and went out. They all knew that xiaotuanzi was just worrying about his father in the way he knew and could do. But now he really didn't need it, and the father was tired. He knew that the father and the king only wanted to accompany his father alone. At least at this moment, the father must hope that his father belongs to him One person.

"Since Jingxuan is OK, we also went out first. When he wakes up, he remembers to inform us."

Seeing this, Xue Wuyang also stands up with Sikong Tam. The others find their own excuses and go out. Yan Shengrui never greets them. When there are only two of them left in Shuai's tent, Yan Shengrui goes over and sits by the bed. His right hand carefully touches his pale cheek because of illness. His deep peach blossom eyes are full of heartache and remorse. He knows everything Well, he shouldn't have left him alone and waited outside all night. In his nature, what he was worried about was not the victory or defeat. Should he be the only one?

"Jingxuan, open your eyes quickly and get better. I don't like you to be so dead."

He leaned down on his lips and gave him a kiss. Yan Shengrui, who never knew what to cry for, dropped a round tear directly on Ling Jingxuan's closed eyelids, and dipped into his eyes and mixed with him.