[Sword Three] Curate Tibet. Bet

That happened during a raid on the rear of the Spike Army. In order to protect Ye Zhiming, junior sister Xiaotao was shot in the chest by an arrow, and then shot twice in the shoulder and thigh. Xiaotao opened her eyes and stuck the heavy sword on her face. He just went there with his usual sharp and capable expression, and didn't even cry out in pain until he died.

Ye Zhiming, who had his back turned to Xiao Tao, didn't notice anything, he was too busy to take care of himself, and when he turned around after finishing dealing with the enemy in front of him, he saw the blood on Xiao Tao's back, and his mind was blank as if it had been blasted by thunder. .

On the day Xiaotao died, only ten days had passed since Senior Brother An and Senior Sister Fei died in battle. In ten days, the companions who had protected him and grew up with him and were closer than their relatives left him like this. She didn't even give him a last word, what was Xiaotao thinking before she died?Ye Zhiming didn't know, did she call him or ask for help, but she didn't hear him?Ye Zhiming didn't dare to think about it.

He stared blankly at Xiaotao's straight back for a long time, the screams in his ears seemed to have gone away, his throat was dry, his eyes were watery, but he was so sad that he couldn't shed a single tear.He belatedly realized that his hands and legs were trembling. He was always fearless, but at this moment he didn't dare to go around to Xiao Tao's front, and he didn't even dare to take a last look at her.

How much he wished that Xiaotao could turn around and come back, smiled at him, and taunted him as usual: "You are afraid of such a little blood, how can you be my senior brother?"

Then he can just shout back, "You dare to scare even your senior brother! The little girl will fly when her wings grow hard?!"

Then he could take her back to the villa and punish her to confinement, preventing her from following him to the front line.

But he worshiped all the bodhisattvas in his heart, and shouted the three words "God" again and again, but that stubborn figure never turned back, and never moved, only her black hair was gently softened by the bloody wind. Pull it up, and put it down slowly.

It was as if there was a sigh in the wind.

whoosh-

Another arrow shot from a distance with a cold light, probably because the shooter had bad eyesight, and it hit Xiao Tao's body directly. The cold body that had begun to stiffen seemed to be crushed by the last straw. , and slowly fell backwards straight.

Ye Zhiming saw her wide-open eyes, with solidified hatred and unwillingness in them.

At that moment Ye Zhiming went crazy, his eyes seemed to be bleeding, and the violent wind came to Wu Shan to sweep the Wolf Fang army full of hatred.

The people in Hidden Sword Villa were shocked and wanted to pull him back, but it was too late to stop him.

Ye Zhiming broke into the enemy line alone, regardless of meeting ghosts and killing ghosts, and Buddhas and Buddhas.

There is only one thought in his mind, isn't it the Spike Army?Isn't it just a group of beasts!Who the hell doesn't have one nose and two eyes?Does his Spike Army have three heads and six arms?Today, I, Ye Zhiming, can kill all of you by myself!I want you all to be buried with my junior sister! ! !

The terrible anger and hatred supported Ye Zhiming, and he actually killed the Spike Army to pieces. The Spike Army began to retreat. No one wanted to face a desperate lunatic head-on. Ye Zhiming Aware of their intentions, he actually followed them, regardless of the fact that he was getting deeper and deeper into the enemy's camp, and was likely to be surrounded and strangled. Maybe he never planned to come out alive at all.

——A hero does not mean sending oneself to death.

What he once warned Zhou Xian gave him a ruthless mouth.He didn't want to be a hero, but he didn't plan to survive either. He always said that he would not do things that he was not sure of, would not give free food to the enemy, and that he would not be afraid of running out of firewood if he kept the green hills, but when it came to the critical moment, he was the most rational People who go crazy become the most irrational people.

He was too deep into the enemy lines for the support from the rear to keep up, and he was left alone.

The Spike Army surrounded him, but he also slashed and killed the group of people who attacked him first with blood on his body, so he finally became the Spike Army and surrounded him, but he didn't dare to step forward to do anything to him. What.

They played with him like a cat teasing a mouse, gradually making him lose his strength, excessive blood loss took away his body heat and energy, the Wolf Fang Army saw the opportunity, and cut him off with a single knife - it was aimed at his head, But he raised his hand to block reflexively.

That blow almost cut off his entire wrist.

At the critical moment, it was He Zhou who got the news and came after him to save him.

Qixiufang's moves are light and flexible, and their mobility is very high. If they want to escape, almost no one in the world can do anything to them, but it's hard to say with one person, but He Zhou still came.

He Zhou rescued Ye Zhiming at the risk of losing his head, and the two rushed out of the siege to join the other disciples from Qixiufang and Cangjian Villa who were chasing after them, and then escaped.

Ye Zhiming's hand was almost useless, but fortunately, Qixiufang also has a lot of research on medical skills, so it saved his hand.

After that, Ye Zhiming didn't use a sword with his right hand for a whole year.

Even if it's healed, the root of the disease has fallen. It's okay when the weather is warm, but as long as it's winter, the wound will have a faint stinging pain from morning to night, especially when it's raining and humid, the pain is excruciating.

He Zhou said that he is "the most shameless fool", because Ye Zhiming always has a set of rhetoric and methods to teach others, so that others can't say anything, but when it is his turn, he forgets all the rhetoric.

He Zhou said: "Did Xiaotao save you so that you could go and bury her with her? It's so good, one second Xiaotao died because of you, and the next second you two met at the bottom, Xiaotao can be angry with you survived!"

Ye Zhiming smiled wryly, "If you can really survive, it will be worth it."

He Zhou, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, no result, saw Ye Zhiming's red eyes, thick dark circles, finally sighed, and said nothing else.

War makes people old, makes people haggard, and makes people tear up.

Any good thing will be destroyed by war. No matter how beautiful and noble the war itself is, no matter how great the doctrine and spirit it carries, it is always based on pain and blood.For this, no reason or excuse can be discerned.

However, war also matures.

Ye Zhiming was washed away from his flashy, noble temperament and frivolous arrogance, and also tempered Zhou Xian's strong will, courage and determination to win with blood, passion and never yielding. .

The experiences of Zhou Xian and Ye Zhiming are similar, wounds on the body, partners who died in battle... All wars in the world have the same results, but it may be because he is a member of the Tiance Mansion, and what he thinks is different from that of Ye Zhiming. Ye Zhiming was completely different.

Zhou Xian was silent for a long time after hearing Ye Zhiming's words.He felt sorry for Ye Zhiming, he knew what kind of person the young master he knew was, he was simple, innocent and had high-spirited eyes, he grew up in the doting of everyone, he grew up in the expectation of the owner Ye Ying and other senior brothers, He has been labeled as "talented" and "qualified" since he was a child, but when the country is in crisis, he can't even protect his own partners.

Zhou Xian's mouth is stupid, not as good as Ye Zhiming's, and he doesn't know how to comfort him.

He patted Ye Zhiming's shoulder stiffly, thought for a while, and squeezed his hand tentatively.

Ye Zhiming glanced at him, but didn't withdraw his hand.

Zhou Xian sighed, "Is it okay to be hurt?"

He pointed to the injury to his right wrist.

"It's nothing serious." Ye Zhiming moved his wrist, picked up the teacup on the side, and showed him, "Daily life is fine. After that, the owner invited people from Wanhua Valley to take a good look at it. Give it a cure."

But it's not as good as it used to be.

Zhou Xian thought of the young man's high-spirited appearance, and his heart ached. He said: "We will win, you believe me."

Ye Zhiming laughed, now that Zhou Xian said such a thing, people really had to believe it.

Zhou Xiandao: "The matter of Zhang Zhi... I will find a way, don't take risks."

Ye Zhiming frowned, "I can't implicate you, I will deal with this matter quietly, don't worry, even if I can't, there are Xia Yu and the others."

Zhou Xian shook his head, "I didn't mean that, I just... as I said, I will protect you in the future."

Ye Zhiming was taken aback for a moment, he actually had long forgotten that Zhou Xian had sworn stubbornly in front of him, and when this person mentioned it, he vaguely remembered the 15-year-old boy with his back to the firelight, a layer of darkness floating on the back of his neck Red looks.

Looking at it now, those carefree past events are always beautiful, so beautiful that people want to give everything to turn back time.

At this moment, time seemed extremely cruel and indifferent.

Ye Zhiming thought for a while, then laughed, "Oh right, you said you wouldn't hurt me again, what else is there? I can't beat you, so I can't escape?"

"Yes." Zhou Xian narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to settle the accounts one by one, "This time, don't try to slip out of my nose, I will do what I say."

Ye Zhiming has been here for three days, and the camp is safe and sound, as if the flames of war did not exist at all.

Zhou Xian's team retreated here to ambush before Ye Zhiming and the others came, waiting for a logistics team from the Spike Army to pass by here ten days later.

Only by cutting off their food and grass can the commander-in-chief's plan be effective, and now with the addition of the Mingjiao, it will be even more powerful.

Zhou Xian had great hopes, and he felt that the battle was coming to an end.

So when the logistics team appeared in the sentinel's field of vision eight days earlier, no one reacted.

Zhou Xian grabbed his gun and rushed out, and the others followed at a very fast speed. At that moment, the atmosphere of the whole camp changed.

He Zhou and Ye Zhiming also chased him out, and Zhou Xian only had time to say "don't move here", and immediately got on his horse and left.

He Zhou said, "I'll follow them to have a look."

Ye Zhiming nodded, he knew that He Zhou definitely had the ability to protect himself, so he didn't worry about it, "Be careful in everything."

Zhou Xian's troops stopped the logistics team at the planned location, and everything went smoothly. The logistics team had no power to resist and was wiped out, and the food and grass were also pulled back to the camp.

Li Min, Zhou Xian and the others stood in front of the grain and grass, frowning deeply, and intuitively they felt that something was wrong.

He Zhou went back and forth, "I didn't see any other people, it seems that there are really only these people."

"No." Li Min said in a rough voice, "How could there be only such a small number of people? These grains... seem to be sent to us."

"The time is not right either." Zhou Xian said, "It's possible three days in advance, eight days in advance? Impossible."

Ye Zhiming walked around the grain and grass, and there were a few wooden barrels, which seemed to be either dry goods or wine.

There are all kinds of good wine in the Wolf Fang Army, many of which are unique to the outside of the Great Wall, and people in the Central Plains have never tasted them.

Ye Zhiming smelled it, and found that the wooden barrel was well sealed, and there was no smell at all.

He rummaged through other boxes for storing food and silver. The amount of food wasn't too much, but there didn't seem to be anything strange about it.

A soldier came over, unloaded all the food and grass for the horses, and sent them to the stables.

Li Min couldn't figure it out, so he asked people to continue ambush at the planned point to see if there would be any other movements.

Zhou Xian put his long-spear across his lap, and sat on the stone beside him with a big horse with a golden knife, his face darkened, "There must be something wrong."

Ye Zhiming didn't speak, his eyes swept over the things those people ate and used one by one, and then suddenly turned his head to look at the things sent to the stables.

"Wait!" he yelled, and strode over.

The little soldier didn't know what was wrong, seeing that everyone was looking at him, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

Zhou Xian thought of something when Ye Zhiming walked over, raised his brows, and followed him.

Ye Zhiming took a closer look at the pile of horse grass, dried carrots and beans, then grabbed a handful and put them up to his nose to smell them.

In the past, Young Master Ye would never have done this. Zhou Xian looked at him until he threw the things back into the wooden box and said, "How is it?"

"There is a strange smell in the horse grass, but I can't explain it clearly. It's best to have someone check it out."

Zhou Xian nodded, turned his head and said, "Call a doctor over here!"

The author has something to say: Thank you Mr. Kamaya for mine~