The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Zhang Weiyi saw his head fall to the side limply, and his heart trembled. His hands became limp with fear. He rushed forward and held his hand: "Hey, hey, what happened? You were fine just now."

Miaohe: “…He just fell asleep.”

Tao Yanbai was so frightened by his sudden jump that his heart skipped a beat: "Be careful when you lift him. As long as he doesn't have a high fever, it's not a big problem. Don't worry, brother."

Zhang Weiyi smiled awkwardly and took his hand back: "It's good that it's not a big problem."

Pan Yun took back all the talismans used to set up the formation, slapped them on the wooden board where he was lying, and set up a rejuvenation formation for him again. Then he waved his hand and said, "Lift him up, let's go!"

Except for Zhang Weiliang, none of the other heroes were seriously injured. When Miao He and Tao Yanbai were treating Zhang Weiliang, the other heroes had already helped each other deal with the situation. At this time, they were all holding their other halves and watching the fun from the side. When they heard that they were leaving, one of them felt pain and another became lame.

Xue Shao went to find Takeda Hisasuna.

After a while, the soldiers who were lucky enough not to be injured or whose injuries were particularly light came up with wooden boards and carried away the heroes who could not walk in groups of three or four.

It's no wonder that they couldn't move. In this fight, the performance of more than 20 heroes was comparable to the combat power of 200 soldiers.

Even though he was not injured, he fell down due to exhaustion.

Anyway, they were definitely in a much more miserable state than Wang Cong and his gang.

If it weren't for the thunder and lightning in the sky just now, as terrifying as the end of the world, and Zhang Weiliang was seriously injured, they would have suspected that they were being used as pawns, and Pan Yun and the others were hiding to watch the fun.

Oh, their thoughts are so dirty, how can they think like this about the Taoist priests?

After spending this period of time together, no one cares about life.

I'm sorry to hear that, heroes.

Gao Zhiming even got down from the wooden board and held Wang Cong: "Brother Wang, you are also injured, lie down."

Wang Cong: "...My back is injured, my legs are fine, Mr. Gao, please lie down."

Gao Zhiming pushed him onto the board and said, "If you can't lie down, just lie on your stomach. It's the same. You've worked hard, so you need to rest more."

Wang Cong was confused and politely declined: "I'm fine. It's mainly because of my junior uncle's hard work. Master Gao, you guys must have worked harder. You're exhausted just now. You should just lie down..."

Pan Jun simply hugged Pan Xiaohei and lay down: "Don't push, just walk."

Wang Cong immediately responded: "Yes."

He also considerately lifted Pan Yun's legs and placed them on the wooden board.

Gao Zhiming scratched his head. Pan Jun was so strong and had no injuries on his body. Did he also need to lie down?
Pan Jun lay on the wooden board, being carried away, swaying. The sky gradually darkened, and there was a gorgeous sunset in the sky. When she opened her eyes, she saw white clouds rolling in the wind. When she closed her eyes, she heard the sound of footsteps and smelled the smell of grass and rice...

Pan Yun swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat and calmed the restless energy in his body. As the wooden board swayed, he saw the spiritual energy floating between heaven and earth.

Wang Cong and Miao Zhen took two quick steps, one on the left and one on the right, on either side of the wooden board. Miao He looked up and Miao Zhen shook her head slightly at her. She called out to Tao Yanbai who was about to go up and said, "Third Senior Brother, do you want to give him some more energy?"

Tao Yanbai looked down at the sleeping Zhang Weiliang and refused: "No, his body is transforming the medicine, so he doesn't need to transfer his energy."

Their energy has other uses. Junior Master-Uncle is injured, and they need to give her acupuncture.

Pan Yun was injured. Wang Cong and the other three who were familiar with her saw it at a glance, but they didn't ask because Pan Yun didn't show it.

The others were still stupidly unaware of anything, looking like they had just returned from a great victory.

They retreated five miles and it was already dark.

All the things for camping were lost, and even the food was only what we had with us.

So everyone could only pick up some firewood to make a fire, and then take out the dry food and share it, and spend the night. Pan Yun lay motionless on the wooden board, Miao Zhen took things out of the space, and soon they covered Pan Yun and built a tent around her.

Hu Jing was jealous and couldn't help asking, "Are you guys going to pretend now?"

Wang Cong smiled and said, "Master Gu, you are joking. These are all the luggage I carry with me."

The heroes looked at him silently without saying a word.

Gao Zhiming was really itching to try it, so he went over and asked, "Is this a spell? Or is it, as the book says, a mustard seed storage?"

Wang Cong: "The spell, which draws Qi into the body, can be refined into essence, or after the internal force is converted into essence, this spell can be practiced."

Qu Le raised his head suddenly, his eyes accusing: Liar! In addition to this, it is clear that mustard seeds need to be collected. Mustard seeds are like purses, small ones, and they cost a lot of money!

He spent a lot of money at that time.

Qu Le calmly touched the purse tied tightly around his waist and wisely said nothing.

Yes, if we tell people that something is hidden in a mustard seed, people will probably kill them and rob them.

Wang Cong glanced at him and nodded with satisfaction. Finally, he was not so stupid anymore.

Hu Jing didn't say anything either.

Others may not know, but he has been with Wang Cong for so long, how could he not know?
Fortunately, he is upright.

Hu Jing threw away the thoughts in his mind and asked, "Why hasn't Pan Jun woken up yet? Is she asleep?"

Pan Yun was practicing, and spiritual energy invisible to mortals was now sweeping in from all directions.

Wang Cong: "My junior uncle has done the most work today and is exhausted. Let her sleep a little longer. Is there anything, Master Gu?"

Hu Jing glanced at him and motioned him to look at Takeda Hisako who was lingering around: "He has been wandering around for half a quarter of an hour. Everyone wants to know what to do next."

Wang Cong frowned. Pan Jun was probably healing at this time. Judging from the speed at which the spiritual energy was gathering, it was less than one-tenth of her usual practice. She was probably seriously injured.

He didn't want to wake her up and delay her recovery.

Wang Cong glanced around and fixed his eyes on Xue Shao.

Xue Shao was cleaning the wound. He noticed Wang Cong's gaze and looked up at him. He understood what was going on and shouted, "Takeda-kun!"

Takeda Hisasuna immediately walked over and said, "Mr. Xue, when will Miss Pan wake up? Let's discuss tomorrow's attack plan."

Xue Shao: "When will the food and fodder be delivered? Our swords are all blunt, when will the additional weapons be delivered?"

Takeda Hisasuna opened his mouth: "This..."

Xue Shao reached out his hand to the hero sitting next to him.

The hero was stunned for a moment, then immediately handed over his sword.

Xue Shao showed Takeda Hisasuna his sword: "Do you want our people to attack Yamaguchi-kan with such a sword, and fight with the most powerful warriors of the Ouchi clan with such a sword?"

Because he used it so much, the hero's sword had become blunt and had two cuts on it. They weren't big, but they were definitely not as useful as before.

I'm afraid I'll have to scratch the pig's neck a few more times.

Xue Shao said with a sullen face: "There is still food and grass. Everyone is half hungry tonight, and we don't know where tomorrow's food will come from. Do you want everyone to go to the battlefield on an empty stomach?" (End of this chapter)