The battle continues on the Western battlefield.

Qiu Hentian's iron cavalry pierced back and forth between north and south, making full use of the maneuverability of the cavalry, crossing hundreds of miles overnight, killing blood to the river.

The traces of Wang Fengyuan and Qiu Yuxuan are still missing.

All reinforcements from the Tibetan Kingdom were repelled three times.

The million troops in Xiyuan were left with only less than 300,000. The vast land was sprinkled with blood and stained thousands of miles.

Many cities in North and South Vietnam were in ruins. The two kings sought peace many times, but Qiu Hentian was still resolute, as if he wanted to fight all the last army and destroy North and South Vietnam.

The army in the northern border has returned triumphantly.

The legion of the Cavalry and Hermitage Kingdom was beaten to the point where it could not be concealed, and the army in the northern border was allowed to surround the border and dared not emerge.

Chen Zhuo wanted the Qimu to shaking the white flag before he gave up.

A sudden cold current swept from the depths of the extreme north, and the ice and snow tens of thousands of miles were frozen, and the advancement of the northern army was forced to go back.

Outside the East China Sea, thousands of giant ships are ready to go, and winter is about to conquer the Liu Kingdom.

The green dragon swept across the sea, with a huge evil spirit.

The billions of people in Tianlong cheered for the victory of all parties and focused their eyes on the East China Sea.

The cold current in early spring roared the entire Tianlong from the northern border and disappeared into southern Xinjiang.

The iron armor is cold and the wind is blowing.

One hundred thousand mountains covered with white frost.

The soldiers guarding the southern border were covered with hair on their bodies and shivered with coldness.

Only the hand holding the iron spear and the eyes full of determination never flashed.

The Taiyi Army made a lot of hot medicine soups and distributed them to millions of troops in southern Xinjiang to keep them warm.

Soldiers who were infected with the cold also had medicine from Taiyi Army to cure diseases and warm the heart.

Under this cold wave, many soldiers fell ill.

It was because of the extremely unequal battle three days ago that damaged the spirit of the elite troops in southern Xinjiang.

Hai Dongqing forced his seven stars to perform for a month, and cracks were shaking out of his internal organs and was swept by the cold current. He was very ill, always having a fever, and was confused.

I don’t know what I dreamed of, but tears always flowed out from the corners of my eyes, which made Qiansu feel very distressed.

Xue Cang was bedridden. He was almost as severe as Haidongqing, but what he injured was not the internal organs, but the eight extraordinary meridians.

People are awake, but their eyes are always filled with sadness.

Xue Yiting learned acupuncture method from Bai Yi, combined with drug treatment, and treats Xue Cang's acupoints, and it takes a lot of time to recover.

The one who died in Yan was Dantian.

Zhuque Zhi is a desperate move. It’s okay to have the four spirit army combined and bear it together. There is only Zhuque Army, and the pressure is all concentrated on him.

The strength of the God of War level cannot withstand it.

Xue Yiyan calculated that Yan Wen had at least ten years of life.

Moreover, it is difficult to go further in martial arts.

In comparison, the one who was injured the most was the Wolf Knife.

Even if he lost his left hand forever...

In the huge Nanjiang Palace, in a room, there was a wolf knife full of black stubble, holding a jar of strong wine with his right hand that was holding a weapon, and tilting his head upside down.

"Wolf Knife, do you want to die? Your injuries have not healed, and you dare to drink!"

Fei Wu brought medicine to Wolf Knife. When he saw that he was actually drinking, he immediately reached out to grab it.

The wolf knife waved his hand and tried to hide, but was still snatched away by Fei Wu.

He was stunned for a while and grinned: "Feiwu, I can't beat you now."

Fei Wu's heart twitched, and red silk began to climb up in his eyes.

"Drink medicine, and you will be able to beat me when your wound is healed." Fei Wu handed over the medicine soup.

The wolf knife laughed and slapped it off.

Click.

The sea bowl was broken all over the floor.

The medicine soup splashed all over the floor.

"You are the deputy commander of Mu Tian Army! The three hundred Mu Tian Army soldiers are all lying on the hospital bed!"

Fei Wu roared tremblingly: "They have lost their energy! They are suffering and regretful at all times! They need you to take the lead at this critical moment! Let them stand up again! How can you fall down? You are the deputy commander of Mu Tianjun!"

"From today, you are the deputy commander of Mu Tian Army. Give me your name and I am a waste." Wolf Dao laughed loudly, and tears as big as beans continued to surge.

Crunch...

The door is open.

The first step is to enter.

The next one appeared was the king of southern Xinjiang.

Xu Yi's head was covered with white hair, half covering his eyes.

There were still traces of ceramic shattered and dark red blood marks on his face and body, which was shocking.

"Greetings to my king!" Fei Wu's right fist hit his heart and knelt on one knee.

"My king...ahhhhh..."

The wolf knife stared at Xu Yi in a daze, roaring hysterically, and cried wildly.

Xu Yi's face was neither sad nor happy, and he was indifferent.

He turned around and said to Long Ming behind him: "Go and find Xue Yiting to bring a bowl of medicine."

"Here."

Long Ming turned around and left.

Xu Yi walked over, helped Fei Wu up, then sat beside the wolf sword, patted his shoulder: "Don't cry, don't be sad, take medicine well, get better early, there are skilled craftsmen in southern Xinjiang, and you will make a special prosthetic for you."

Wolf Dao knelt in front of Xu Yi on both knees, opening his mouth wide, but couldn't make a sound.

Tears were dripping like rain, constantly dripping under Xu Yi's feet.

"The deputy commander of Mu Tian Army should not be like this."

Xu Yi said calmly: "Stand up."

The wolf knife shook his head wildly.

"Stand up!" Xu Yi shouted softly.

The dark red blood marks on his face were oozing out.

The wolf knife quickly stood up and bit his lips.

Feiwu silently exited the room, used his energy and ran away quickly.

He was afraid that he would run slower, so he would let the two people in the room hear his sob crying.

Long Ming pursed his lips and carefully held the medicine, walking past Fei Wu who was sobbing.

The journey was smooth and I entered the Wolf's Knife's room.

"Drink medicine." Xu Yi said.

The wolf knife focused his head, took the medicine bowl from Long Ming's hand, raised his head and poured it into big mouthfuls.

The medicine soup mixed with the fishy and sweet blood in my mouth, and swallowed it together.

There was no drop left in the soup bowl, and the wolf knife gently placed the soup bowl on the table.

It seems that if it is put a little heavier, it will cause cracks on Xu Yi's face to seep bleeding.

"Stay rest, I'm punishing you not to drink alcohol before you recover from injury."

"Here..."

Xu Yi nodded and stood up and left.

Long Ming followed Xu Yi in an endless manner.

Then, he came to Yan Fei's house.

Yan Fei, who has always been serious, always had neat rooms.

When he saw Xu Yi coming, he fisted to his heart, knelt on one knee, without saying a word.

Xu Yi stepped forward, picked up a few tissues from the table and handed them to Yan Fei: "Wipe."

"I didn't cry, why are you wiping?"
To be continued...