Peerless Forensic Doctor: Leng Wang's Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 393 Conceal the accident from Luo Mingxuan

In the heart of the young general, Teng felt a sense of excitement and pride that he had never experienced before. Such a feeling spontaneously arose in his heart and suddenly occupied his whole thoughts. Excited, he couldn't help but straighten his back, looking up at the That lonely and lonely back.

It seems that that is the goal he should pursue in this life, and it is the belief he wants to follow.

Xuanyuan Che slightly raised the long sword in his hand, and the sharp blade drew an obvious and fast white mark in the cold wind, dazzling people's sight.

The crimson armor was already stained with an unknown amount of blood. It was originally a bright red patch, but it was abnormally bright under the sunlight behind him, reflecting a slightly meandering gleam.

Xuanyuan Che stared coldly at the direction where the Xiyue army and horses were constantly retreating, the cold light in his phoenix eyes was shining brightly, his whole body was so fierce that people couldn't look directly at it.

Luo Mingxuan, your Xiyue internal and external troubles are mixed together, this time...

See how you can turn things around!
The red-red heroic figure went down from the city tower, and when he arrived in front of the chariot, he turned over and got on his horse. The horse seemed to feel the strong chill emanating from its owner, and its hooves were trampling restlessly. Warm breath exhaled from the horse's nose.

The slender palm covered the horse's reins, and the horse also moved excitedly and began to neigh.

"All officers and men obey orders!"

In Xuanyuan Che's icy cold drink, the unconcealable cold murderous intent seeped out, and those who heard it couldn't stop trembling.

And the tens of thousands of Nanxia soldiers who followed behind him all blushed with excitement, shouting wildly one by one.

"We are here, waiting for my emperor's order!"

Xuanyuan Che grasped the long sword in his hand, and pointed the sharp blade straight at the sky. The faint blood-colored red face at the tip was extremely glaring, shining brightly under the light of the lonely and bright sun.

The cold wind whistled incessantly in the ears, blowing towards the person's face in a "swish".

And Xuanyuan Che's cold voice exploded in the plain, startling the blood boiling in the hearts of the soldiers all over the place.

"Catch up with those poor bandits and enter Xiyue City!"

"Break into Xiyue City!"

"Cut a bloody road!"

"Follow my emperor!"

"kill--"

The blood is as thick as the scorching sun in the sky.

Killing became the only word in everyone's mind.

For their own family, for their own wife and children, and for the people and country behind them, the soldiers attacked one after another swiftly, and the soldiers who were considered to have lost half of their backbone were retreating steadily.

After more than half an hour of continuous pursuit and attack, the soldiers of Nanxia finally approached the gate of the small city on the border of West Vietnam.

The gold-painted gate was tightly closed, and above the city gate, countless Xiyue soldiers were standing guard on the wall. They were all ready with bows, arrows and stones, waiting for the day when the Nanxia soldiers attacked. In an instant, the most complete defense measures are carried out.

However, the Nanxia soldiers seemed to have received orders in a trance. They just attacked under the city gate, and no one attacked again.

Those West Vietnamese soldiers who were almost ready to die were dumbfounded when they saw this situation.

This Nanxia person... what happened?
Why did the offensive against them suddenly stop?
The two parties stood on the bloody road of the battlefield made of Wanquan's blood and bones, their eyes turned red, but no one took a step forward. Those wide pupils like copper bells were full of murderous intent, wishing to kill the enemy on the opposite side. It would be better to unload eight yuan.

Just as the situation was getting stalemate, a person slowly came out from behind the Nan Xia army horse.

The visitor was thin and handsome, and there was a kind of unyielding determination between his eyebrows. This person was wearing an orthodox general's armor, which set off his heroic appearance, and he looked like a young and promising person.

This person is Xuanyuan Che's guard - Xia Feng.

Xia Feng stepped forward, the long sword in his hand was almost red with blood, and it was still dripping with blood. Obviously, he did no better than others in the way of blood that was forcibly killed along the way. few.

Everyone thought that he was going to use this sword to demonstrate, but it turned out that Xia Feng held the long sword in his hands, holding it in a downward position, and then ruthlessly thrust it into the gap in the blood-stained ground in front of him.

"..."

The Nan Xia soldiers had firm eyes, but the Xiyue soldiers on the opposite side couldn't understand what it meant. The backbone of Xiyue had been evacuated into the city. Right now, only the only lieutenant, Bai Yan, led a group of soldiers in the city. This guards the city gate.

"Deputy general, look at this - what does it mean?" The soldiers under him asked the man standing beside them in puzzlement.

Bai Yan frowned, and he shifted his gaze from Xia Feng to Xuanyuan Che who was on the chariot.

Even though they were separated by a long distance, Bai Yan could still feel the imperial pressure that Xuanyuan Che constantly exuded on him.

This is really a dragon and a phoenix, and it looks like a character who can fight with their emperor.

Bai Yan couldn't help sighing.

If it wasn't for the fatal chaos in their West Yue City, otherwise, between the emperor and Xuanyuan Che, it would be really difficult to make a decision on who will hurt and who will lose.

These two people are both unique characters. Just because of the "you come and go" battle on the battlefield these few days, even he, who has been on the battlefield for almost half his life, has to be convinced by this group of juniors .

The strategies and countermeasures used on the battlefield, just changing the formation, he almost used up all his life's knowledge to observe, not to mention how many intrigues were involved in it.

"Let's wait for what they say. The defense forces should not slack off. Once the situation changes, immediately launch a counterattack!" Bai Yan waved his hand coldly and gave an order loudly.

"Yes! I will understand in the end!"

Xia Feng inserted his long sword into the layers of yellow sand covered with blood and bones. He still maintained the posture of holding the hilt of the sword, but raised his eyes slightly, and his gaze was fixed on a certain place above the tower. a little.

The cold and empty voice resounded through the sky due to the use of internal strength, and echoed in everyone's ears, saying every word, every word was true, without any change in the end.

The words were like a cold hammer, slamming into people's hearts fiercely and viciously, causing thousands of layers of waves in the hearts of Xiyue soldiers.

"My emperor used his blood to cast the land under his feet, thinking how innocent the common people are. In the final analysis, all new and old hatreds should be borne by the parties themselves."

Xia Feng continued: "The only thing my emperor wants is to bring back the empress. As for the thousands of generals... it's a trivial matter."

Bai Yan's eyes narrowed involuntarily, and he only listened to the person below continue to speak.

"It's useless to say anything here."

"Whizzing--"

As soon as Xia Feng's words fell, countless cold arrows were suddenly pulled out from behind him, heading directly towards the gate of the city!

"Defend, defend quickly!"

There was chaos at the gate of the city.

……

Luo Mingxuan felt that the passing of time was very unfavorable for him during this period of time.

He brushed aside coldly the military doctor who was about to reach out to hold his hand, resisting the urge to boil in his chest, gritted his teeth, leaned on the side rail of the chariot and turned over, walking towards the direction of the military tent expressionlessly .

"Xuan'er."

A magnetic shout stopped Luo Mingxuan, who was still walking fast without touching the wind even though he was injured.

Luo Mingxuan looked back, and saw the man in full armor walking towards him, looking even more heroic, his eyes moved, and he called softly, "Father."

"Is your body important? Have you been seen by a military doctor? What should I say?" Even though Luo Fengtian had already reported the situation first through the soldiers below, he was still worried about his only adopted son in his heart.

Xuanyuan Che, that little fox, can be considered to have dealt with him before. Back then in Linjiang City on the border of Nanxia, ​​he had collected soldiers for the late emperor, and he fought more than one battle in Nanxia.

Back then, General Xiao was by his side, but he followed this young man.

Back then Xuanyuan Che was a person who had been honed in the military camp. Although he had heard that many ideas for the battle were thought up by himself, he was still too young to attract much attention.

As a result, with the passage of time, the boy with good eyes has grown into a son who everyone looks up to and sighs with emotion.

Such a little fox, who can beat his adopted son who has always been the most promising, and even suppress him a little, is definitely not a thing in the pool.

Hearing this, Luo Mingxuan's eyes softened, and his cold tone softened a lot.

"Nothing, everything is fine, just suffered a slight injury, the military doctor has seen it, foster father need not worry."

That's what Luo Mingxuan said, but the military doctor standing on the side was hesitant to speak.

When Luo Fengtian saw the military doctor, he knew exactly what was going on.

Luo Mingxuan must have concealed it!

"Hey, you!" Luo Fengtian shook his head, feeling helpless. "I've always had such a temper before. I kept everything in my heart and didn't say anything."

Luo Mingxuan heard the words, but smiled and said nothing, but no matter how you look at that smile, there is a hint of cynicalism in it.

The little soldier who followed beside him did not dare to report the information he had just obtained, and stood shyly aside, Luo Fengtian took the lead and said: "There are sharp spikes among the army horses, and the old man has already sent people to catch these black sheep. Come out, Xuan'er, if you are injured, go back to the army tent first, the old man will take care of everything here."

"Father—" Luo Mingxuan quickly stopped him, "Father, this is my war, I can't stay!"

Luo Fengtian reached out to pat his shoulder and squeezed it violently.

"Well……"

Luo Mingxuan's face turned pale, and the bone-thirsty pain forced him from his thin lips, and he let out an uncontrollable cry of pain.

Luo Feng showed a dignified look on his face, and snorted coldly: "You still want to be brave like this?"

"Father..."

Luo Fengtian waved his hands, and without looking back, he rode on the horse, and said: "Take good care of the emperor!"

He rode his horse and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Roja, who was summoned to the side, just came back at this time.

(End of this chapter)