Datang Fenghua Road

"Don't be in a hurry, you have to save you first, and only after saving you can you have the strength to save His Highness!"

Lou Chengfeng carefully supported Ren Jing, and said solemnly, "Don't move now, let the medical center heal you first."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head and shouted to the medical clinics: "Who knows first aid for trauma, please treat this girl quickly."

A young medical officer forced his way over and said loudly: "I have learned trauma sewing, which is taught by the students of the research institute. This lady is asking Haihan. The sick do not avoid the doctor. I want to sew your wounds... …”

While talking, he took out the needle and thread to suture the wound, but he was timid and afraid to do it.

"Sew, you fucking sew!" Liu Heishi suddenly shouted from the back, and there were signs of going crazy and beating people again.

The young doctor's mouth trembled a few times, and the hands holding the needle and thread kept shaking.

"I can't sew..."

He suddenly fell to the ground in despair, and said helplessly: "I only asked the little gentleman from the research institute for advice once, and I have never sewed from the beginning. Her wound is on the chest, and such a wound cannot be sewed."

"I hate your grandma!" Liu Heishi was furious, and several generals held him tightly.

The young medical officer was full of self-reproach, and suddenly tears rolled down his eyes. The doctors were parents, the doctors in ancient times were not like those medical experts in later generations. .

At this time, the front of Ren Jing's chest was soaked with blood, and the little girl's spirit became sluggish again.

"Oops, this baby can't be done anymore..." This thought flashed through the hearts of everyone present at the same time, Lou Chengfeng suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, and muttered: "If the sky really has no eyes, why not chop the sky with a knife? A generation of King Zhao of the West Palace died under the thunderstorm, and this generation of King Zhao of the West Palace is also unable to escape. Obviously it is for the common people, why should they give retribution? Even with a female girl, God, are you really blind?"

As the number one scholar in Master Yan's ancient family, Lou Chengfeng has read countless poems and books all his life. He practiced Zibuyuu in the first half of his life, but at this moment, he clearly believes that there is a god between heaven and earth.

It's just that this god is a bad god in his eyes, and even the heavens are blind.

Liu Heishi suddenly roared, and angrily picked up two big hammers from the ground, he danced the big hammers and roared to the sky, shouting: "Come on, thief God, you dare to drop another thunder and chop your grandfather Liu. ? Lao Tzu wants to follow His Highness and fight with you after death..."

Klang Lang Lang——

Several other generals pulled out the large swords around their waists and roared to the sky along with Liu Heishi.

It's a pity that anger can't change everything, and the little girl Ren Jing finally closed her eyes.There is still a faint breath in her mouth, but everyone knows that this breath will soon disappear.

"Ahhh..." The young medical officer burst into tears, suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself fiercely, and said in pain, "Why can't I sew, why don't I dare to sew, a doctor heals the sick and saves people, what kind of a shitty doctor am I?"

He suddenly jumped up from the ground frantically, and ran away crying and laughing.

Lou Chengfeng sighed, leaned down and moved Ren Jing gently, he placed the little girl's body side by side with Han Yue, and suddenly tears welled up in his eyes, saying: "I want to write a book and make a biography, so that people in the world can Take a look at them all. The master is a saint with a heart for the common people, the disciple is a heroic woman, the king of Zhao in the west, the backbone of the country, Ren Jing and Ren Pingsheng, and a good boy in the girls' middle..."

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There was a sudden explosion of thunder in the sky, followed by a violent storm, as if the whole world became pitch black in an instant, and the thick rain curtain covered the color of the sky.

Everyone panicked at the same time, subconsciously came to cover the rain, Lou Chengfeng hugged Ren Jing with difficulty, Liu Heishi hugged Han Yue with tears, and several generals next to him tore off their armor and held them on top of their heads, preventing any raindrops from falling.

A group of people walked aimlessly in the refugee camp. Everywhere they passed, they only saw countless people showing their faces in the grass hut. Many people were still indifferent, but many more people had tears in their eyes.

A woman was kneeling at the entrance of the grass hut with her child in her arms. Several bags of grain were piled up in the grass hut behind her. This woman was the one who had bitten Han Yue. She knelt at the entrance of the grass hut and cried.

Everyone continued to march in the rain, and slowly returned to Han Yue's tent of the Chinese army. This tent was simple and small, and it was not worthy of the status of the first king in the world, because Han Yue made his own king's tent big. Taking it out for the people to live in, he made a small tent out of tree trunks and rags at will.

It was this dilapidated and short tent that dominated the entire Jiannan Dao battle.The orders issued from the tents were worth tens of thousands of dollars every day, and every order was for the soldiers to find food.

Now that the food comes, the owner of the tent can't see it.

Everyone bent down and squeezed into the tent, and put Han Yue's master and apprentice away with miserable faces. Lou Chengfeng suddenly wiped his tears and said solemnly: "Let's go, this is the residence of the saint, except for him and his disciples, no one has it. Qualifications are here to stay. We consider ourselves loyal and righteous, but in fact everyone has selfishness. You military generals follow His Royal Highness for the sake of making achievements, and our civil servants follow His Highness to leave a name in the history books.

Speaking of which, he gritted his teeth, and the leader got out of this small handsome tent, and roared up to the sky: "This is the residence of the saints, no one is allowed to defile it. Whether you accept it or not, we have no selfless heart, get out and all Get out of here..."

Everyone in the back squeezed out of the tent, standing in the heavy rain with a lonely face.

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Due to Lou Chengfeng's sudden madness, all the generals and civil officials were expelled by him, and even Liu Heishi was not allowed to stay here.

Where the saints leave, mortals are not qualified to stand.

Lou Chengfeng was Han Yue's marching chief, and in the army he was almost under [-] people. Even the generals of the Three Guards of the West Palace had to obey orders. No one would break the rules because Han Yue was gone.

The heavy rain poured down, and the river outside the refugee camp continued to rise. The heavy rain fell for four hours that night. There have been few violent rains in the past.

When it was deep in the night, the heavy rain still did not fall, and suddenly the great river roared in the distance, and a flood came bursting its banks.But seeing the thunder and lightning, the entire refugee camp was directly swept away, and countless people shivered in the water. Lou Chengfeng urgently mobilized countless soldiers to carry out disaster relief.

Another thunderclap sounded, illuminating the entire night sky, and suddenly someone shouted in horror, with a look of fear: "His Royal Highness's handsome tent, His Highness's handsome tent..."

Everyone in the disaster relief was suddenly shocked, and then they remembered that there was no one behind Han Yue's handsome tent, and the flood swept the entire refugee camp, instantly smashing the simple tent.

Suddenly there was another thunderstorm, the lightning seemed to cut through the sky like a sharp sword, and the galloping water rushed down, instantly disappearing without a trace with the short handsome tent.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..." The three guards of the West House screamed, almost covering up the thunder in the sky.

Although Han Yue has passed away, his corpse is still the spirit and support of everyone. Now they have not been able to keep the corpse of the coach, and everyone has gone crazy in an instant.

However, the flood was ruthless and could be resisted only by manpower. Countless soldiers ran desperately in the water, but unfortunately they still couldn't catch up with the small tent that was quickly passing away.

Clang Lang Lang——

Li Fenghua suddenly pulled out the big sword from his waist and roared: "Order all the soldiers to get on the boat, and then let all the sailors go down the river, even if the Yangtze River is turned upside down, we must find the coach's account. Even if we catch up to the East China Sea, even if we rush into the Dragon Palace. , as long as you don't see the head coach for a day, the three guards in the West Palace will not stop all day..."

When the lightning lit up just now, he had seen that Han Yue's handsome tent was directly collapsed by the flood, so it is very likely that the bodies of Han Yue and Ren Jing would be wrapped in the handsome tent, as long as the handsome tent was found, someone could be found.

Rumbling--

Thunder continued to explode in the sky, and the rain continued to pour down.The pouring rain seemed to be pouring backwards, and it hit people's faces with a crackling pain.

The wind was howling, the rain was like a knife, and countless warriors from the Three Guards of the Western Palace rushed to the river desperately to find those large ships that had not been washed away by the flood.

At this time, someone suddenly roared, pointing to the water surface far away and shouting: "What is that, what do you think it is?"

Several generals ran frantically and looked anxiously in the direction pointed by the man.

The sky was raining like a curtain, and no matter how strong the eyesight was, they couldn't see far. Everyone only vaguely saw a swaying black shadow on the river, and the shadow kept going away in the wind and waves.

Li Fenghua suddenly took out the binoculars from his arms and held it up in front of him tremblingly.

The other generals were also equipped with binoculars, even the special guards of the three guards of the Xifu. At this moment, all the 10,000+ soldiers took out their binoculars to observe through the thick rain.

It happened that there was a thunderstorm in the sky, and there was lightning to illuminate the night sky. With this flash of electric light, everyone suddenly saw the distance.

But seeing that the black shadow on the river is clearly a strange big ship, it is constantly tossing in the flood and waves at this time.There was a person standing vaguely above the big boat. There was thick black air circling around his body, and it was wrapped in countless raindrops to form a tornado. The tornado circled and blocked his sight.

"Who, who are you, ah ah ah..."