Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 352: Entering the Immortal Realm and Learning the Formation

Qu Ying bandaged the soldier's wound and fed him water. The soldier gradually regained some strength and told the story of Xiqi Jifa's attack on King Zhou in a disjointed manner, accusing King Zhou of his atrocities and the intervention of the Chan and Jie sects.

She was shocked when she heard this, and was surprised that there were still people in this world who dared to resist King Zhou, and that there were still righteous armies fighting for the people.

So she clenched her fists and looked determined:

"Xiqi...Jifa..."

A glimmer of hope ignited in her heart, a glimmer of hope to change this troubled world. She thought, maybe she could do something.

When she heard the news that Grand Tutor Wen had returned to the court, she went to the Grand Tutor's Mansion with the evidence of King Zhou's atrocities she had collected, hoping to use Grand Tutor Wen's identity to advise the emperor and help the country.

However, the guards refused to let Qu Ying in, and no matter how much she begged, she was unable to see Master Wen.

She stood in front of the closed door, the rain slid down her cheeks, she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears...

She finally realized that she alone could not change this corrupt dynasty, and the feeling of powerlessness and despair overwhelmed her like a tide.

After hiding from the wind and rain in the ruined temple for several days, Qu Ying's mood gradually calmed down. She thought of the words of the Xiqi soldiers and the righteous army of Xiqi that fought against King Zhou.

The fire of hope rekindled in her heart. Since she couldn't change Chaoge, she would help those who were changing it.

So she said goodbye to the beggar in the dilapidated temple and headed towards Xiqi. The journey was difficult, but she had a clear goal in her mind and her steps were firm.

Finally, she came to the camp of the Xiqi army and told the guards that she had some knowledge of medicine and hoped to join the Xiqi army as a military doctor. After a simple assessment, she was allowed to stay.

Looking at the busy camp and listening to the soldiers' training trumpets, Qu Ying felt an indescribable excitement in her heart. She had finally found her place and could contribute to this troubled world.

"I will do my best to treat the wounded!"

She spoke to the medical officer beside her, her tone firm and her eyes gleaming with hope.

"Okay, it's good to have this kind of heart."

The medical officer was an old man in his fifties named Ge Hong. He stroked his gray beard and looked at Qu Ying with admiration in his eyes.

"The war is intense right now, and there are many wounded. We need young people like you to help."

Ge Hong pointed to a large tent in the center of the camp.

"That's the wounded camp. Go there and help treat some minor injuries and get familiar with the situation in the army."

Qu Ying nodded and walked quickly towards the camp for the wounded. Inside the tent, the groans of the wounded soldiers could be heard one after another, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and herbs.

She took a deep breath, trying to adapt herself to the tense atmosphere, then walked to a soldier with an injured arm, took out the medicine bag she carried with her, and skillfully cleaned the wound, applied medicine and bandaged it.

"Girl, you are very skilled. Have you been a doctor before?"

The soldier looked at Qu Ying's serious expression and asked curiously.

Qu Ying shook her head slightly:

"I have performed sacrifices at the Nuwa Temple, and I also help the people nearby cure minor illnesses."

She wiped her bloody fingers with a clean cloth.

"Although I'm not as good as a professional medical officer, I can still treat some simple wounds."

The soldier smiled gratefully:

"Thank you very much, girl."

In the next few days, Qu Ying stayed in the wounded soldiers' camp every day, cleaning their wounds and changing their dressings and bandaging them.

She was serious and meticulous, treating every wounded soldier like a family member. Gradually, she won the respect and love of the soldiers in the wounded camp.

One day later, Ge Hong came to the wounded camp for inspection and saw Qu Ying stitching the wound of a wounded soldier. He stood aside and observed for a long time, with a gratified smile on his face.

"Qu Ying, you did a great job."

He walked up to Qu Ying and spoke softly.

"Your medical skills have improved rapidly, better than I thought."

Qu Ying stopped what she was doing and smiled a little awkwardly.

"You are too kind, Doctor Ge. I still have a lot to learn."

Ge Hong patted her shoulder:

"It's good for young people to be modest and cautious, but you must also have confidence. You have great talent. As long as you practice diligently, you will become an excellent doctor in the future."

He paused and continued:
"Tomorrow the army will set out to fight the Shang army at Sishui Pass. There will be more casualties by then, so you should be prepared."

"Sishui Pass?"

Qu Ying repeated the place name in a low voice, with a hint of worry in her eyes. She knew that Sishui Pass was an important pass for the Shang army, and attacking Sishui Pass would inevitably be a fierce battle.

"Exactly."

Ge Hong nodded, looking solemn.

"Sishui Pass is easy to defend but difficult to attack. I'm afraid this battle will be extremely difficult."

He looked at Qu Ying, his tone serious and earnest.

"On the battlefield, swords have no eyes, so you have to be more careful."

Qu Ying nodded solemnly to show that she understood.

The next day, the Xiqi army set out in a mighty force, heading towards Sishui Pass.

Qu Ying followed Ge Hong and several other medical staff in a special carriage filled with various medicinal herbs and medical instruments.

The road was bumpy, and the wheels made a creaking sound as they rolled over gravel. The air was filled with a tense atmosphere. Qu Ying lifted a corner of the car curtain, looked at the rolling mountains in the distance, and prayed silently in her heart that the battle would go smoothly.

When they arrived at their destination, the army set up camp outside Sishui Pass. Qu Ying assisted Ge Hong in setting up a temporary medical tent and counted and arranged the medicinal materials they brought one by one in preparation for the upcoming war.

She carefully checked each package of herbs to make sure nothing was missing or damaged.

In the evening, bursts of horn sounds came from afar, dull and long, foreshadowing that the war was about to begin.

Qu Ying's heartbeat suddenly quickened. She took a deep breath and tried to keep herself calm.

Ge Hong walked up to her and handed her a pot of water:

"Drink some water to moisten your throat."

Qu Ying took the kettle and thanked him softly.

As night fell, shouts of killing shook the sky and flames lit up half the sky red.

The battle of Sishui Pass officially began. In the makeshift medical tent, wounded soldiers were constantly carried in. Groans and shouts were intertwined, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Qu Ying had no time to be afraid and quickly threw herself into the work of treating the wounded. She bandaged the wounds skillfully, distributed medicine, and was busy all the time.

The battle lasted for several days. The Xiqi army was unable to capture the city and suffered heavy casualties. The battlefield was filled with swords and blood. Qu Ying shuttled around the battlefield to rescue the wounded. She ignored her own safety and braved the rain of arrows and stray arrows to drag the wounded back from the battlefield one by one.

During a rescue operation for the wounded, Qu Ying accidentally witnessed a fight between disciples of the Chan sect and the Jie sect.

I saw a man in Taoist robes, holding a whisk and muttering something. A golden light shot out from the whisk and hit a man in black opposite him.

The man in black calmly took out a black sword. The sword swelled in the wind and turned into a giant black dragon, swallowing up the golden light.

The huge explosion resounded through the sky and shook the ground slightly. Qu Ying had never seen such a scene before and was greatly shocked.

She realized that there really were immortal magic in this world, which was completely different from the world she had known before.

The battle became more intense, and the number of wounded increased. Qu Ying was busy in the medical tent, with hardly a moment's rest.

The days of intensive treatment left Qu Ying exhausted, but she did not dare to slack off at all.

The cruel scenes on the battlefield constantly shocked her heart, but she always remained firm in her belief in saving the wounded and dying, and was busy all the time.

One day, a Xiqi general wearing armor was carried into the medical tent. There was a knife wound on his chest so deep that the bone was visible. Blood was gushing out and he was obviously dying.

Ge Hong hurried forward to check, brows furrowed, and tried various herbs to stop the bleeding, but to no avail.

"The general is too seriously injured. Ordinary herbs may not be effective..."

Ge Hong sighed, looking solemn.

Seeing the general in pain, Qu Ying was extremely anxious. She subconsciously stretched out her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly. Suddenly, the battle between immortals she had seen on the battlefield flashed through her mind, and a strange power rose in her body:

Its name is "Qi"!
This power seemed to have always been in her body, but she didn't know how to use it. At this critical moment, a bold idea emerged in her mind...

She took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, tried to mobilize her weak "Qi", and carefully injected a trace of "Qi" into the general's body.

It won’t take a moment…

The miracle happened!
The blood that was originally flowing out slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the general's breathing gradually stabilized.

"This……"

Ge Hong opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at the scene in disbelief.

Qu Ying opened her eyes, and a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead, but she didn't bother to wipe it off. She continued to slowly inject "Qi" into the general's body until his injuries stabilized.

"Doctor Ge, the general's condition has been stabilized for the time being."

Qu Ying said softly, with a hint of fatigue in her tone.

Ge Hong excitedly held Qu Ying's hand:

"Qu Ying, you, you actually..."

He was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to express his shock and joy.

From that day on, Qu Ying gradually mastered the method of using "Qi" and began to try to use "Qi" to assist in the treatment of the wounded.

She discovered that "Qi" had miraculous effects on injuries. It could quickly stop bleeding, promote wound healing, and even relieve the pain of the wounded.

During the days of high-intensity treatment of the wounded, Qu Ying became more and more proficient in the use of "Qi", and the efficiency of treatment was greatly improved, which gradually attracted the attention of the senior leaders of the Xiqi Army.

When Jiang Ziya heard that a woman with extraordinary medical skills appeared in the army, he went to the doctor's tent to visit her in person. She was wearing a plain Taoist robe, had an immortal look, and her eyes were gentle and wise.

"Are you Qu Ying?" Jiang Ziya asked kindly as he looked at Qu Ying who was bandaging the wounds of a wounded soldier.

Qu Ying stood up and bowed respectfully:
"I am Qu Ying, and I am honored to meet Prime Minister Jiang."

Jiang Ziya talked with Qu Ying for a long time, asked her how to heal her wounds, and carefully observed how she controlled her "Qi"...

He discovered that Qu Ying's understanding of "Qi" was different from that of ordinary people, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of appreciation for her talent.

"Qu Ying."

Jiang Ziya stroked his beard and spoke slowly.

"Would you like to join my Xiqi team and learn the immortal methods?"

Qu Ying was extremely surprised when she heard this. She knelt down without hesitation and kowtowed:

"I am willing!"

From then on, she began to learn Taoism from Jiang Ziya. In the process of learning, she gradually comprehended her own "art of formation" and learned about various immortal formations.

During a night raid by the Shang army, Qu Ying used the initial formations and spells she had learned to set up a small defensive formation, successfully resisting the attack of the Shang army and rescuing several Xiqi soldiers.

Seeing this, Jiang Ziya showed a gratified smile on his face. He walked to Qu Ying and nodded approvingly: "Qu Ying, you did a great job."

With Jiang Ziya's affirmation, Qu Ying became more determined to continue exploring this path. She began to study more attentively, constantly trying various formations, hoping to contribute more to Xiqi.

Seeing that Qu Ying showed extraordinary talent in formation, Jiang Ziya gave her even more careful guidance.

Qu Ying studied the books on formations every day, sometimes she would deduce on a chessboard, and sometimes she would simulate the formation with stones and branches on the open ground. Day after day, her attainments in formations improved. She began to participate in the military discussions in Xiqi, talking eloquently in front of the sand table, and proposing strategies to defeat the enemy with formations.

Her slender fingers moved on the sand table, outlining complex patterns, and she clearly explained the arrangement and changes of the formation. The generals present nodded frequently, admiring her attainments in formation.

Afterwards, Qu Ying drew a diagram of the formation he designed to make it easier for the Xiqi soldiers to understand and practice.

The battle formation diagram she drew had clear lines and detailed annotations, so even people who had never been exposed to battle formations could easily understand it. The Xiqi army practiced according to her battle formation diagram, with smooth changes in formation and both offensive and defensive capabilities, and their combat effectiveness was significantly improved.

In a battle with the Shang army, Qu Ying personally took the lead. She was dressed in a plain Taoist robe, holding a battle flag, standing on a high platform, and looking calmly at the battlefield in the distance.

Zhang Guifang, the vanguard officer of the Shang army, rode on a beast with flaming eyes and golden pupils, holding an iron stick, and led the army to charge forward with great momentum.

Upon seeing this, Qu Ying calmly waved the formation flag, and the Xiqi soldiers quickly changed their formation. The originally scattered troops were closely combined like gears, forming a huge circular formation.

Zhang Guifang led the Shang army into the formation, but they were stuck in a quagmire, blocked everywhere and unable to break out.

Qu Ying waved the flag again, and the formation changed. Countless golden lights shot out from the formation, trapping Zhang Guifang and his mount in the center. The Xiqi army took advantage of the situation to attack, with shouts of killing shaking the sky, and finally won the victory.

Qu Ying's talent in formation gradually became apparent, attracting the attention of the many immortals in the Chan sect.

At a gathering of Jiang Ziya and other immortals, Qu Ying was also present. Qu Ying was a female immortal with a kind face and a sage look, and she was quite interested in Qu Ying's art of formations.

She was none other than Cihang Taoist, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect. She walked up to Qu Ying, looked her over carefully, and asked in a gentle voice:
"My dear friend, you have a unique understanding of battle formations. Who is your master?"

Qu Ying stood up and saluted, then answered respectfully:

"Replying to the Immortal, I will follow Prime Minister Jiang to learn the formation."

Taoist Cihang nodded, with admiration in his eyes:

"Jiang Ziya's formations are exquisite. I think you will benefit a lot from studying under him."

She hesitated for a moment and then said:
"I see that you have an extraordinary bone structure, excellent comprehension, and an extraordinary talent for formations. I wonder if you are willing to practice with me and learn more profound formations?"

(End of this chapter)