Outside the city of Ketan.

The half-million-strong army was deliberately redeployed before Zheng Yuanyun left. Although the number was much smaller than before, it still surrounded the entire city tightly.

At this moment, on the outskirts of Ketan City in the direction of Xilong City, the sentries on guard suddenly found someone stumbling towards them from a very far distance.

As he got closer, he could see that the man was covered in blood and his face was stained with blood. Apart from the armband, it was impossible to tell his true identity.

The sentry's heart tightened, and he immediately called to the left and right to hold up their guns, and shouted: "Stop, don't blame us for being rude if you take another step forward!"

"Brother...brother, I am my own person!"

The bloody man who stumbled over was obedient, and immediately stopped, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground, breathing heavily.

Several sentries looked at each other, and someone immediately ran a few steps to the bloody man, squatted down to check the opponent's injuries, and said urgently: "Which army are you from? What's wrong?"

"me……"

There was no doubt that the bloody man was Gu Qingfeng. His injuries were serious, really serious. The words "I" came out of his mouth without any continuation. He rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Quick, come quickly!"

The sentry was shocked when he saw it, and the other party's armband was indeed owned by his own troops. He was afraid that something serious would happen, so he quickly called his companions to help carry him.

At the same time, he quickly asked people to go to the rear barracks to find a general who could make the decision. Looking at the bloody man's injuries, whoever saw it would think that something big had happened.

Soon, Gu Qingfeng was carried back to the camp.

Not long after, a group of generals quickly came to the camp, frowning and looking at Gu Qingfeng, who was still unconscious.

"Who is he? Does anyone know him?"

All the generals looked at each other in confusion. The leader was a school lieutenant named Ma Minghui. He looked around at his comrades and raised his hand to point at Gu Qingfeng.

"this……"

Everyone shook their heads. There were over a million soldiers in the army, and even the generals who had a photographic memory did not dare to recognize everything they said.

And this man obviously came from Xilong City, and was one of the two million soldiers who were taken away by Master Zheng. Among the soldiers who stayed here, there were probably not many who knew him.

It is extremely troublesome to check the organization. You have to go to Xilongcheng to find his original troops before you can find out.

For a moment, everyone had a headache when facing the unconscious Gu Qingfeng.

After briefly bandaging Gu Qingfeng, the military doctor straightened up, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Okay, my life should be saved."

Ma Hui quickly asked: "Military Doctor Mo, look at the injuries on this man's body. Is there any possibility of... fraud?"

"Fake?"

When the nearly middle-aged military doctor Mo heard this, his eyes bulged bigger than a bell, shook his head and said: "Impossible!"

"His injuries are serious enough to threaten his life. If I hadn't treated him in time, he wouldn't have been able to save his life. How could there be any possibility of fraud?"

Ma Hui pondered for a moment, then insisted: "How about you take another look?"

Military Doctor Mo looked up at him for a long time, then finally shook his head, sighed and lowered himself to check Gu Qingfeng's injuries.

"Look at the direction of the blood splatter?"

"Can you see the extent of this wound again?"

He carefully opened the newly bandaged wounds, pointed them out to Ma Hui one by one, and said, "These wounds match the blood stains on his clothes. I can responsibly say that all the wounds on his body are not fake!"

"

He pointed at one place, and Ma Hui looked at it, nodding slightly as he looked. What Military Doctor Mo said was reasonable and well-founded, so he couldn't help but not believe it.

"I see, then thank you, Military Doctor Mo."

After Doctor Mo bandaged Gu Qingfeng's wound, Ma Hui took a long breath and bowed to Doctor Mo.

This is why Gu Qingfeng first kept his military uniform clean, and then cut himself into a bloody man with one knife.

Of course, this was Chen Ze's idea, and he just asked Gu Qingfeng to implement it.

What he was afraid of by making such a contradictory move was that the other party would examine his injuries in detail because of suspicion. In this way, the military doctor Namo compared the wounds with blood, and the results obtained were naturally more convincing.

"So, this guy is really a frontline soldier?"

Ma Hui touched his chin and pondered, "But how could he come back covered in blood?"

"Is it possible..."

"Brother Ma, could it be that there is something wrong with the adults?"

While he was thinking about it, others also had this guess, and one of the generals' expression changed slightly.

"What could be the problem?"

Ma Hui glared at him, but he was extremely unsure in his heart.

If there is no problem, what's going on with the blood?

From the looks of it, it looks like he fought a bloody road before running back!

If you want to know the real situation, you probably have to wait until this guy wakes up.

"Oh, by the way, maybe you can take a look at this!"

Just as he was confused, he wanted to ask Dr. Mo Mo when the man would wake up. Unexpectedly, the other person spoke first, pointing to the thing Gu Qingfeng had been holding tightly in his hand, and said: "His hand is held very tightly. I

It didn't come open even after pulling it twice, so I guess it's an extremely important thing."

Only then did everyone see Gu Qingfeng's right hand, and sure enough they saw that he was holding something dirty in his fist. Judging from its shape, it should be a piece of paper or something like cloth.

"This is……"

Ma Hui frowned, reached out and pulled the little corner of the cloth that emerged from the gap between his fists, and pulled it twice. As expected, it was held tightly.

But the color of this thing...

Ma Hui had naturally seen this thing more than Military Doctor Mo. From the vaguely discernible brass color, he suddenly guessed something.

"not good!"

He suddenly shouted and ordered urgently: "Pry his hand off quickly!"

All the soldiers listened to the order, quickly raised their hands, clapped their fingers, and little by little, they finally opened the clenched fist and took out the things they were holding tightly.

Ma Hui snatched it away, and his heart suddenly became heavier. He quickly spread the thing out on the table, and was horrified when he saw it.

"This is a request for help written by Mr. Zheng himself!"

As soon as this statement came out, all the generals were shocked. They all put their heads together to take a look, and immediately shouted: "Yes, this is a letter written by Lord Zheng!"

"Please mobilize your troops and rush to our location as soon as possible. The military situation is urgent...don't neglect it?"

Everyone carefully distinguished the handwriting on the document that was not covered in blood. As each word was read out, their expressions became a little ugly.

As for who this was sent to?

Unfortunately, the head part was probably torn off during the fight, and there is no way to know now.

However, what is certain is that this is indeed a letter written by Master Zheng, Zheng Yuanyun. What is also certain is that the stamp at the end is indeed Master Zheng’s official seal. This cannot be false!
Chapter completed!