Chapter 1478

It was the young wounded patient who spoke up: "Now that we are injured, we have food, shelter, and doctor's treatment. That's enough. Those winter clothes should be tight on the people on the battlefield first... ..”

Chu Yunyao: "..."

Seeing that Chu Yunyao didn't seem to be the kind of difficult person to get along with, the person lying next to the little injured asked, "Young Madam, can we win this battle?

The Gong family is backed by Orientals and Westerners, with advanced weapons, and it is said that within three months..."

"Defeat the Mohist army within three months?" Chu Yunyao took over, "But three months are almost here, and the Mohist army is still holding on to its position, and has not been defeated as the Gong family hoped.

Let's see after three months, if the situation continues to be stalemate, the Orientals and Westerners will never willingly continue to support the Gong family unconditionally.

Ling Yuan has fought so many battles, which one has he failed? "

The last sentence, like a magic needle for calming the sea, calmed their worries and anxiety, and gave them a dose of tranquilizer.

That's right, when did such a formidable character as Young Master Mo fail?

The Orientals were driven away by him.

He wiped out the Si family.

Although it was a bit more difficult for the Feng family to conquer, it did not take any effort to collapse from the inside.

Now it's the turn of the Gong family...

Although the battle is a little bit more tragic, there is still hope.

After distributing the miscellaneous grains and porridge, he was just packing up, but he saw a row of new wounded patients being carried in one after another.

Although Chu Yunyao knew that the battle was dire, but seeing the wounded and dead brought in from outside with her own eyes, her scalp was still numb from the impact.

The other lobby that had just been cleared was filled with patients who were missing arms and legs and were bleeding profusely.

Crying, wailing, cursing, resounding through the eardrums.

Different from the dead silence and despair in the lobby just now, the wounded here couldn't accept the established facts, and screamed endlessly:

"My leg, my leg can't be broken, I still need to use this leg to walk."

"My eyes, I can't see, I will be blind from now on."

"Without hands, what's the point of my life?"

"Where's my brother, have you brought my brother's body back?"

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The sharp crying pierced through the chest like a sharp knife, Chu Yunyao felt as if a hole had been pierced in the chest, the dull pain spread from the chest, and flowed to the limbs, the blood in the body became cold little by little.

Consolation and appeasement are pale and powerless in the face of living life.

Those wounded who were carried in and carried out on stretchers couldn't make it through and eventually lost their breath.

The footsteps sounded in a hurry, and the guards rushed over, "Young madam, hurry up, my master is covered in blood and was brought back..."

Chu Yunyao's heart contracted suddenly: "What happened to him?"

"The Gong family got a new type of weapon from the Westerners, and the gunpowder is much more powerful than before." The guard's forehead was dripping with cold sweat: "The gunpowder exploded beside the master... Deep fried..."

Before he finished speaking, the figure in front of him flickered, and he only had time to see a bloated gray figure leaving in a hurry. Mrs. Mo had already gone away...

Chu Yunyao hurried back to the bedroom, only to see a bloody figure on the stretcher.

Mo Lingyuan is such a clean person, his hands and face are covered with blood at this moment, he has stitched it stitch by stitch. The hem of the down jacket that was brought all the way to him is torn like strips of cloth, and the tiny white duck down is messed up. Flying, some fell on his body and mixed in the overflowing blood...