Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

bass--

An arrow breaks the rain.

With a whistling sound passing his shoulders, Li Yinzhou felt the splash of rain on his cheeks, and his whole body was pushed back a few steps by the sharp feather arrow, and he hit the hard tree trunk behind him.

Subconsciously looking sideways, he saw half of the feathered arrow pierced through the clothes and embedded in the wood, leaving only the wild goose feather at the end trembling slightly in the cold wind, splashing water mist as fine as needle hair.

The opponent even calculated the wind speed, but if he had just claimed to hide an inch or a centimeter, the arrow had pierced his shoulder blade and killed him.

The young man holding the bow let go of his arms expressionlessly, and his eyes through the rain and mist were particularly cold: "This is not where you should come. The retreating army should be in the south, so don't send it away."

It really was Ling Tong.

Ling Tong put down these words from a distance, and raised his hand to give an order without delay. Behind him, the cold-faced soldiers with a hundred cold armors jumped into the raging waves without hesitation, and swam towards the opposite bank where the soldiers and horses were clamoring and the smoke was rising. go.

Ling Tong also turned around and followed.

Li Yinzhou tried to pull out the arrow, but the arrow was so hard that he couldn't move it at all.

He frowned, and with the other free hand, he took out a dagger from his bosom and cut off half of his feathers, before he broke free from the tree.

At this time, the three soldiers who came with him were chasing after him, and said anxiously: "Why did Governor Ling fight with Mr.?"

Li Yinzhou raised his eyes to see Ling Tongyi and his party disappearing into Jiang Tao's back. It was not until he witnessed this scene with his own eyes that he had no choice but to believe that it was a moment of life and death.

He quickly explained: "The retreating Wu army has been dispersed by Hefei's general Zhang Liao's troops, and my lord must have been trapped on the north bank. Now that the bridge is broken, the military orders are lagging behind, and the advancing army has no time to turn back, my lord can't evacuate at all. You must lead your elite soldiers to rescue yourself.”

Following him were three hundred private soldiers from the Ling family, and Ling Tong had no intention of coming back alive after he left.

So never let him follow.

click!

There was a sharp pain in the palm of his hand, Li Yinzhou glanced down under the trembling eyes of the little soldier, and saw Yan Ling broken in his palm, the crimson blood was stained with sharp white stubble, mixed with cold rain, dripping down the clenched fingers A drop trickled down.

Xiao Bing had never seen such a battle before, and couldn't help trembling: "Then what should we do?"

how is it?

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind like lightning, illuminating the sporadic and general impressions of my previous life.Sun Quan escaped from this battle, and finally left——

"Broken bridge." He glanced to the left and saw muddy yellow waves whistling between the two remaining long bridge slabs in the distance, and immediately moved them, "You two searched for the remaining scattered Wu troops along the upstream and downstream, You, go to the south to find the main force. No matter who it is, once you encounter any generals of the Wu army, tell them to come to the broken bridge to meet the lord and his party. If anyone asks, tell them that they are the commander of Ling Tong, and go quickly!"

Although Li Yinzhou's face was still calm, his rapid speech proved that the situation was urgent. The three soldiers had also experienced Lu Su for several years. After a moment of panic, they stabilized their minds and rushed in three directions according to his arrangement.

After Li Yinzhou gave his orders, he dropped the blood-stained broken arrow and ran towards the bridge shrouded in smog in the heavy rain.

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After a while, the sky darkened again.

The rain is as dense as stitches, pulling the heavy sky towards the earth.The dark clouds covered the sun, and everything was gloomy. In the desolation, there was only cold rain and hot blood intertwined and winding, and dyed the vision with a dark blood color.

The sound of fighting was drowned out by the gust of wind, and the sound of hasty horseshoes beating in my ears like a war drum.

"My lord!" Ling Tongyi wiped the rain of blood from his face, and pointed forward with a whip, "There is a gap of ten feet between the broken bridges on both sides of the river, take a horse and jump across, and go south to our army!"

"What about you?!" Sun Quan reined the reins abruptly, and when he turned his head, he saw that the original three hundred private troops of the Ling family had only less than one hundred left, and more than half of the soldiers who were desperately guarding him had been lost, while Zhang Liao's army had five. The six hundred people are chasing after them with the momentum of thunder!

The army horses who had been fleeing all day were also intimidated to take a few steps back before the furious waves, and stamped their hooves on the spot in fear.

Maybe even the horse knew his failure today, and knew that he was not a master worth fighting for.

What a joke that an army of [-] was defeated by [-] soldiers!

When he received Lu Su's letter from Feige, he realized that this move was too hasty, and immediately walked south from the village on the north bank of Xiaoyaojin.

However, Zhang Liao, a lunatic, dared to chase after him, and even destroyed a section of the bridge in the scuffle, delaying the military order to turn back for half a day.As a result, the main force who went ahead crossed the water to the south, but he himself was trapped in the fighting on the north bank during the chaos.

If it weren't for Ling Tongyi's elite soldiers to come to meet him, he might have become the soul of Zhang Liao's sword!

Ling Tong glanced back at the enemy army that was almost chasing behind him, dismounted and pulled Sun Quan's army horse back a few steps, raised his head and said, "My lord, the reinforcements from the south bank will arrive soon, you ride the horse first, and I will follow immediately." .”

Sun Quan twisted his eyes and looked at the past, and saw that in the deserted sky on the other side, scattered Wu army ants rolled over the low mountains and headed towards the Broken Bridge one after another. Although the flags in their hands were broken, he would not admit the blood dripping from them. !

He nodded heavily, looked down at Ling Tong, and almost gritted his teeth and ordered: "Don't love to fight, this is a military order."

Before Ling Tong could return to him, he quickly pulled out a feathered arrow and held it in his palm, stabbed hard into the horse's back with one, and pushed forward with his wrist——

The army horse that had just breathed heavily suddenly felt pain, raised its hooves and ran forward, and when it reached the mouth of the broken bridge, it jumped with its legs, and jumped over the ten-foot gap, and hit the bridge on the opposite bank like an arrow.

Sun Quan gripped the horse's mane tightly, let go of his hands from a high place and jumped to the right. The body that escaped barely brushed the hard bridge board, and fell into the cold mud after rolling several feet.

Even with the buffer of mud and sand, the muscles and bones still made a cracking sound at this moment.Sun Quan didn't have time to feel the bursting pain all over his body, he propped his arms and shouted back: "Gongji!"

There is only rain, mist and raging waves in front of us.

In the splashing torrent, the back of the young general was only small in size, blurred in a cloud of black smoke.

He turned his head to look at Sun Quan who landed smoothly, and drew out an arrow decisively.

There was a little flame on the tip of the arrow.

Sun Quan saw a fire suddenly ignited on the other side of the bank, and a huge flame quickly surrounded the bridgehead, swallowing the last way of life into the sea of ​​flames.

……

Ling Tong put down his bow and arrow, and the red rain on his face was evaporated by the fireworks rising from behind, forming red cracks on his face.

The soldiers who were fighting suddenly looked back and saw their young patriarch stepping out of the sea of ​​flames, pulling out a red-tasseled spear.

"If the broken bridge still exists, Zhang Liao will pursue it. Although the reinforcements from the other side have rushed, their morale has dropped. If we fight again, we will only lose again. Wu must never be without a lord, and the only way to fight is to burn the road to the death. Everyone is following. The heroes left behind by the father, there is absolutely no one who is greedy for life and fears death, and there is nothing else to say, but wait until the end of the world, and then together with the father, thank you for the bloody battle today!"

He was firm and resolute every word, and although his voice was not loud, it pierced through the surrounding fields like thunder.

The blood all over his body trickled down the scorched knuckles and the cold tip of the gun, dragging a shocking red mark on the ground.

But Ling Tong looked straight ahead, and his steps didn't waver at all.

At this moment, the soldiers of the Ling family who fought bloody battles read a kind of decisive cruelty from the young master's eyes - in front of him was a dead end, a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, and he wanted to resist the crazy Zhang Liao with his flesh and blood, and end this tragic defeat. It ends here.

The wolf smoke seemed to condense at this moment and linger for a long time.

Following Ling Tong's pace, the dead soldier covered in scars drew his sword and turned his head, looking like a bloodthirsty wolf, to meet the approaching Cao Jun.

Zhang Liao didn't notice the drastic changes ahead, only felt that the enemy in front of him suddenly ignited an unprecedented fighting spirit.

His eyes suddenly became frenzied——

It turns out that such madness to defend to the death, they have Cao Jun who guards Hefei, and the arrogant and careless Wu Jun also has it!

"kill--"

He swings his arms like a knife!

The two armies met in an instant, their weapons collided, and they even fought each other physically, grinding their teeth and biting each other.This is not even a battle, it can only be described as a pack of wolves.The total number of the two warring parties was less than a thousand, but the fierce murderous aura rose into the air, and a crazy blood spread in the flames of the prairie fire!

For a moment, Zhang Liaofang, who was still superior in numbers, gained the upper hand.

Ling Tong had been hit with no less than thirty knives from head to toe, and he suddenly fell half-supported on the long gun. A pair of bloody hands tightened the barrel of the gun, and pressed it into the soil for a few feet, unwilling to kneel or fall down. !

He raised his head and screamed——

Blood stained the blue sky.

Ling Cao's scarred face was vaguely reflected in his vision, silently watching him in the distorted air of the fire.

Father, he thought.

I failed to take revenge.

But if you are the one who leads the Ling family army today, I am afraid that you will only be crazier and more fearless than me.

……

The outcome of the battle was clear, Zhang Liao galloped forward, his red eyes almost glowed with a sense of appreciation, defeating such a brave and fearless fighter was even more exhilarating than he had fought against [-] Wu troops with [-] troops a few days ago!

"General, is it to be captured alive, or..." The people next to him were still a little unsure about paying attention, after all, Ling Tong was considered a status general in the Wu army.

"Kill." Zhang Liao didn't hesitate.

Even though the opponent was only a young general in his twenties, he still decided to treat him with the etiquette of a soldier. The identity of a prisoner is a tattoo that will always be tattooed on his bones. He really does not want to humiliate the young hero.

It's a pity.

But also honorable.

The night was darker and heavier, the flames from the fire at the head of the bridge faded slightly, and the scorched wood swayed along the waves, almost sinking in the cold fat water.

The moment Zhang Liao finished speaking, a crisp voice suddenly came out of the silence.

jingle - jingle -

The faint sound of the bell floated from behind.

A cluster of blue-purple flames spread silently, quickly illuminating the back.

Zhang Liao turned around almost immediately, and shouted, "No, it's Gan Xingba! He intercepted him from behind!"

Gan Ning?

An unpleasant name came from Humming's ears. Ling Tong twisted his eyelids forcibly while supporting himself with the gun, but felt that his eyes blurred, and his body, which had lost too much blood, no longer had the strength to support it.

The wind is blowing.

The moment he fell heavily, a thin and powerful arm caught him at the waist and dragged him into the river.

The slackened mind suddenly gathered by the icy cold river water, and in the darkness, Ling Tong could only vaguely see the fire on the north bank going further and further away.

"No..." He struggled to swing his gun.

A firm embrace hugged him as he struggled to retreat in the turbulent waves. A familiar voice rang in his ears, extremely embarrassing but also extremely severe: "Gongji! Enough is enough, the lord is safe."

On the shore, the sudden change stunned the exhausted soldiers for a moment, but they immediately noticed the sound of the water, their thoughts turned, and they plunged into the water to catch up.

……

"It's not Gan Ning." Zhang Liao also reacted very quickly, he pulled his horse away and chased after a few steps, only to find that what was spreading behind him were only some phosphorus fires, and the vibrating bell was just tied to a lone horse!

He immediately realized that this was a method of slamming east and west, and turned around, only to see the remaining dozens of dead soldiers jumping off the shore at this moment, leaving a fire on the ground.

"Nock!" he ordered.

Falling into the water is definitely not a good way out. In his eyes, these stubborn Wu people are no different from swimming targets.

Arrows clustered with fireworks quickly hit the bowstring.

The fully drawn string trembled slightly.

The murderous aura of a Jedi strike permeated the trembling river surface.

Whoa!

Arrows fell like rain.

Li Yinzhou dragged Ling Tong, who was half unconscious, almost drowning in the river to avoid the incoming rockets.

Can't help cursing in my heart, this lunatic named Zhang really has no room for it!

The wide river is hundreds of feet long, and the south bank seems to be close at hand but also out of reach.Rockets landed beside him like falling rocks, almost burning the exposed top of his head.

Behind them, the remaining ten or so dead soldiers swung their long arms with the last bit of strength, using knives, swords, and their own flesh to form the last line of defense.

Boom, boom, with a sound, Li Yinzhou couldn't turn his head to tell whether it was an arrow or a series of exhausted bodies that sank into the river.

The fatigue of the same days also dragged his whole body into the vortex like an invisible big palm, only the bloody sinking body in his arms made him extraordinarily awake, soberly supporting himself to continue swimming forward.

His hands and feet were as heavy as lead, and at the most turbulent place in the middle of the river, he could almost only thrash forward, unable to dodge the more and more intensive attacks at all.

Arrows of sparks were reflected on the pitch-black river.

The tip of one of the arrows went over the last sinking sword and went straight to Ling Tong's back.

Li Yinzhou turned his body with all his strength, put his back on top of Ling Tong, gritted his teeth and prepared to take the arrow.

whoosh-

In the blink of an eye, the flames were already in front of the eyes, and another sharp arrow feather broke out from the southern night, splitting the attacking rocket in two, and wiped out a string of sparks in the air!

jingle - jingle -

The wind is rustling.

The bell is soft.