I preached in the Six Dynasties

Outside the Youzhou camp, the appearance of two young girls seemed out of place here.

But soon, coach Yue Fei greeted him personally.

"Which one is Miss Pan?"

After Yue Fei asked, he saw Pan Jinlian. He had seen this girl in the south of the Yangtze River. At that time, she was still a child, but after a few years, she had grown up.

The girl's face is so recognizable and recognizable.

"General Yue." Pan Jinlian gave a slight blessing and said, "Where are the wounded?"

"Inside, please!" Yue Fei personally led the way, and he was naturally unimpeded in the barracks.

Soon, they came to a camp.

In fact, it is difficult to guarantee the sanitation conditions in the place where the army is stationed, especially the smell of blood and horse manure.

But it was very clean inside, and the air was incensed. On the bed lay a man covered in wounds, wrapped in white bandages, like a silkworm chrysalis.

Pan Jinlian took out a piece of gauze from the luggage with her plain hand, placed it between the two of them, and then tapped her finger lightly, a stream of watery force flowed along the air and wrapped around Xin Qiji's wrist.

Yue Fei watched nervously, walking back and forth on both sides of the gauze from time to time.

Pan Jinlian frowned slightly, glanced upwards, and said, "It's strange, he's already dead."

Yue Fei's face was livid and he didn't say a word.

Pan Jinlian immediately said: "But there is still breath and pulse, so strange."

"Is there a way to save it?"

At this time, Zhu Wu said from the side: "Miss Pan, Master gave General Xin an elixir when he was in Qingzhou Mansion."

Pan Jinlian opened her small mouth and said, "No wonder."

"How is it?" Yue Fei asked urgently, "Is there still help?"

Pan Jinlian nodded, and said: "The elixir is too powerful. It can keep the meridian even after this. This general is also very powerful. He can last until now."

There were several cheers from the tent, and Yue Fei beat the pillar hard, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Pan Jinlian's fingertips glowed with a white light, and soon a wave of water spirit enveloped Xin Qiji's body.

Everyone in the tent felt refreshed and comfortable.

Yue Fei showed a happy expression, and said to Zhang Xian next to him: "That's the feeling, it's the same feeling when the serious Taoist master cast spells back then!"

Zhang Xian also said happily: "Jiaxuan is saved!"

Pan Jinlian cast the spell very quickly, but this time it was really difficult, and a layer of white sweat appeared on her forehead.

Lin Daiyu took out a handkerchief, wiped it for her, and looked at her fingers curiously.

Finally, on the other side of the tulle, Xin Qiji coughed, and then spat out a big mouthful of black blood.

His body jumped up and he sat up, his arms naturally made a movement of drawing his sword, and he looked around vigilantly.

After seeing the people around him clearly, Xin Qiji finally relaxed.

He didn't exchange any pleasantries, and he didn't ask how he got back. He said directly: "I have found out the reality of the enemy camp, so hurry up and get a pen and paper!"

Xin Qiji has never been a person who is well-versed in the world, so he seldom considers other people's opinions, but concentrates on how to win.

For the sake of the overall situation, he can sacrifice his subordinates, even his own life, just to see if it is worth it, and he is not reluctant.

With his temperament, it is destined to be difficult to have friends, but he is a qualified commander.

"Hurry up and prepare paper and pens." Yue Fei said in a calm voice.

He was very nervous, and Xin Qiji was the key to breaking the game.

Information is so important to this battle, their eyes are now smeared and they can't see anything.

Everyone in the tent was still amazed at the girl's superb medical skills, everyone didn't take Xin Qiji's words seriously, only Yue Fei kept looking at him, never leaving his eyes for a moment.

On his sickbed, Yue Fei set up a desk, laid the paper and ground the ink himself.

Xin Qiji picked up the pen, without any slowness, and swiped directly.

As his pen moved like a dragon and a snake, a formation diagram emerged on the paper, and Yue Fei refused to let go of every detail.

After finishing drawing the formation, Xin Qiji flicked his arm and continued to draw.

His words flowed across the paper like flowing clouds and flowing water.

"Huh?" Lin Daiyu exclaimed and raised her finger.

Everyone looked at her fingers, their eyes were stunned.

Seeing the words on the paper floating in the air one by one, Xin Qiji continued to brush as if he didn't know.

A lieutenant wanted to step forward, but Yue Fei stretched out his hand to stop him, shaking his head slightly.

The more Xin Qiji writes, the more he devotes himself, the more he writes, the more he forgets himself, and each word shines brightly.

His whole body was shrouded in that light, and the skin wounds all over his body were also rapidly healing.

"Okay, don't look at it." Pan Jinlian dragged Lin Daiyu and walked out.

Xin Qiji's words floated in the air, slowly filling the entire big tent, and everyone recited silently.

This is a tactic, and it talks about how to defeat the privet man on the opposite side. When I read the mystery, I couldn't help but make these veterans nod repeatedly.

But as the number of words increased, many of them couldn't stand it anymore, and would feel dizzy and nauseated if they continued to read.

There are still a few strong-willed people who still insist on reading. When they read [-] characters, there are only five people left in the account: Yue Fei, Zhu Wu, Zhang Xian, Wang Gui, and Yang Zaixing.

When the five thousand characters were reached, Wang Gui's eyes were bleeding, and he couldn't help it, stomped his feet unwillingly, and walked out of the big tent.

When it was six thousand characters, Yang Zaixing and Zhang Xian supported each other and walked out.Among them, Yang Zaixing wanted to hold on for a while longer, but Zhang Xian had already seen that if he was allowed to stay here, he might explode and die soon.

After a while, Zhu Wu sighed, he glanced at Yue Fei, a feeling of admiration welled up in his heart, he also turned and walked out.

Outside the account, several people stopped Zhu Wu and asked, "What's going on?"

Although Zhu Wu only read more than 7000 words this time, he benefited a lot, but the side effects were also severe.He suppressed the discomfort in his chest, and said: "It's like the epiphany of Buddhism and the knowledge of Confucianism. This is the epiphany of military strategists, which can be encountered but not sought after. Xin Jiaxuan is indeed not an ordinary person.
When he was about to die, he persevered with extraordinary perseverance. It turned out that during the time when he was dying, he had been thinking of ways to defeat the enemy.Coupled with the efficacy of the elixir, various opportunities contributed to his immediate sanctification this time. "

Pan Jinlian nodded and said, "I've seen Buddhist enlightenment, and it's almost the same. It's the great monk Lu Zhishen of Xinxiangguo Temple."

All the generals outside the account showed a clear look on their faces, and they all admired and envied.

"If we can defeat the privet on the opposite side, and those gods of thieves, my life will not be in vain." All the generals nodded.

"Wan Zi Ping Rong Ce!" There was a roar in the tent, and it was Xin Qiji from the sound.

As he uttered these five words, Xin Qiji was officially sanctified.