Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 571 The Wounded Wolf
The autumn wind is ten miles.

The body of the person who blows is cold.

Especially after soaking in water.

But when Jing Huangrui was discovered by Ku Muchun, he was rescued to the shore.

He changed his clothes again, wrapped himself in a thick blanket, and when he sat by the fire, he felt as if he had been reborn after death.

Lying on the uneven ground, covered with a thick blanket.

Many tents were washed away and not many remained.

More Jing soldiers were washed away.

They marched southward in mighty strength, did not die in the war, but died in the water.

Probably will die in peace.

Emperor Jing looked around, and many familiar faces disappeared.

Even the old guy from Deadwood Changju is gone.

General Withered Wood, who claimed to kill without blinking an eye, also died in the water.

Emperor Jing couldn't help feeling sad from his heart.

Deadwood Nagaju often said that he must die on the battlefield in the future, and he must never die lying on the bed.

Now he did not die in bed, but from an inexplicable flood.

Emperor Jing saw Withered Wood Changhe, the usually arrogant and mischievous boy, with his head drooping at the moment, with several scratches on his face, obviously he was also rescued by his elder brother, Withered Wood Chun.

Ku Muchun did not rest, his hand was injured, and he continued to search and rescue with his men.

It is already dark, the moon is not so bright tonight, it is looming, and the clouds are a bit thick.

Jing Huang was lying down, a little warm, and after taking a sip of the hot soup, his body no longer trembled.

The national teacher, heavy smoke, was paying attention to the fire on the side, and saw that after Emperor Jing finished drinking the soup, he cleaned up the dishes.

Crude bowls and chopsticks, but after such a disaster it's nice to still have them.

He was also wrapped in a piece of silk cloth, a silk cloth that did not fall into the water, wrapped up like a brightly colored silkworm.

Sitting on the opposite side of the fire was the dead wood Changhe, his eyes were red, he didn't want to eat, but stared at the heavy smoke like a poisonous snake.

He hates Shen people.

Shameless, unpredictable, sinister and cunning Shen Guoren.

It was the Shen people who killed his father, his Ada, and he wanted to kill the Shen people, all the Shen people.

The person from Shen Guo in front of him looks so white and clean, and he even cheated the emperor's trust, because the emperor actually ate the food he handed over.

But Deadwood Changhe became more and more angry the more he looked at it.

His eyes were red and swollen.

swollen from crying.

He has gone smoothly since he was a child, and has never experienced the hardships of the Deadwood family. He was born as a general's child.

Received the aristocratic education of Jing State, he is vigorous, brave and warlike.

But it was only the first time he fought with his father and elder brother, and he lost his father, and he was fighting head-on on the battlefield.

If he was killed head-on, he would be in pain, but he would not be so sad and angry.

Die on the battlefield is the best destination for every good man in Jing country.

"Bada..." There was a crisp sound.

But the dead tree Changhe's hand was tightly grasping a branch, and the branch broke.

He took the broken branch in his hand and walked towards the man from Shen.

Deadwood Changhe also suffered a lot, but after all years of exercise, his body is still very strong.

The pace is still fast.

He walked up to Chongyan in a few steps, the broken branch had a sharp end, he pushed Chongyan down, and the pointed end of the branch ruthlessly poked Chongyan's neck.

Just a momentary thing.

Emperor Jing was furious.

waved.

A figure jumped out and separated the long river of dead wood from the heavy smoke at once.

When the danger came, Jing Huang's hidden guards were all washed away by the water.

The Jing people were very weak in the water, and they were finally rescued, so naturally they had to guard them all the time.

"What do you want to do?" Emperor Jing didn't shout loudly, but asked calmly.

"I want to kill this Shen Guoren. The Shen Guo people are all hypocrites and liars. They killed my father." Withered wood Changhe was like a wounded beast, and he shed tears as he spoke. Spinning around, eyes very red.

"He saved me. He is my benefactor. Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. What's the use of venting your anger on him? When your father was around, he asked you to read more books. If you don't read, you can only wield swords and guns. War is not necessarily This time, we lost, so if you don’t think about it, how to turn defeat into victory, how to avenge your father, and vent your anger on an outsider, what’s the use of it.”

The reprimanded Deadwood Changhe did not make a sound, but his eyes were still unconvinced, and he just left with his head down.

……

Emperor Jing shook his head.

Heavy Smoke got up and patted the dirt on his body.

Continue to sit beside Emperor Jing.

It's not that he is close to Emperor Jing, but that there are too many people who have the same attitude as a dead tree at the moment, and everyone looks at him fiercely, like a wolf.

Heavy smoke is a bit uncomfortable.

Actually a little bit happier.

Because of this kind of gaze, it was the people of Shen country who fell on the people of Jing country before, but they did not expect to turn it around one day.

But Chongyan was a little embarrassed when Emperor Jing said that he was a lifesaver. He didn't save Emperor Jing. Emperor Jing saved him first. He just did something based on the basic principles of being a human being, but now he feels a little weird.

This time, the people of the entire Licheng were buried together, and the Jing army also suffered heavy casualties.

Like the sky, it was gloomy.

Emperor Jing was also injured.

It hurts badly.

Emperor Jing could feel his injuries, and seeing the soldiers of Jing country appearing one after another, what he should do now was to return to Jing country immediately.

In a foreign country, being injured feels bad.

Everyone in the world should have heard the news.

Emperor Jing looked at the sky for a long time, and suddenly coughed a few times.

The wind is stronger.

Even with a lot of clothes wrapped tightly, I still feel cold.

"What do you think I should do now?" Emperor Jing suddenly asked Chong Yan.

This question is so familiar, when Shen Huangyu was around, he always liked to ask this question, and he would ask the national teacher this way almost whenever he encountered anything.

Heavy Smoke can't always give an answer, because Shen Huangyu actually already has an idea, but he just needs to confirm it repeatedly, and everything that doesn't fit his idea will be rejected.

The higher-ups ask questions, but they don't actually want answers.

Sure enough, even Emperor Jing was no exception.

He himself said: "I have suffered a great loss, and I must get back this face. I am afraid that Zhaohua is waiting for me when I return to Shencheng with the disabled soldiers. Men are all about saving face. Unfortunately, this time, I am doomed. Lost face."

For the first time, Emperor Jing called Empress Dowager Zhao Zhaohua, the full name of Empress Dowager Zhao.

This is the subordinate he taught.

Really like him.

The night was short.

Not long after sleeping, he was woken up.

Jing Huang took the rest of the Jing army and continued northward.

If you want to reach Jing country quickly, you must go through the wilderness, otherwise you will have to make a big circle.

After the weather was extremely hot, it was suddenly cold.

When it reached the edge of the wilderness, snowflakes fell from the sky again.

The soldiers of Jing State, on the contrary, felt happy that Xue made them familiar and friendly.

However, some Jing people who suffered from typhoid fever due to falling into the water left their lives on the road of Shen Guo forever because of the snow.

Heavy smoke is not used to snow.

He didn't have typhoid.

But he was very nervous when he was about to arrive in the wilderness.

Master is still alive, just in the wild.

There is a desert on the edge of the wilderness, and the desert is also white, very beautiful.

Like a white sea.

One bark and one bark.

(End of this chapter)