Myth Daqin: Married Susu at the Beginning

　　He had a lot of broken bones, especially when he finally got up from under the wall.

　　Forced force, but the cracked bones on the body cracked in many places.

　　It is a miracle to survive.

　　There is no way to take back the hand of Jinyiwei Qianhu Royal Mausoleum.

　　Su Wen couldn't help sighing, this kind of surgery would be a very serious personal thing in future generations.

　　On the last page, Ren Tu Jun lost [-] people...

Chapter 1110

　　This seems to be the most tragic number since the establishment of Ren Tu Jun, right?

　　But after reading the following article, Xiang Yu's eight thousand disciples in Jiangdong left behind [-] corpses on the battlefield.

　　Su Wen thought this was acceptable.

　　Xiang Yu's army of eight thousand Jiangdong disciples is known as invincible.

　　But after encountering Ren Tu Jun, almost half of it was lost.

　　This can't help but remind Su Wen of when he was in Northland County.

　　Five people slaughtered the army and placed thousands of soldiers in Han Xin's army.

　　This is so mythical.

　　However, similar things are also happening on the battlefield of Feiru today.

　　The bigger result was that the Yan army left [-] corpses in the city of fat.

　　In other words, there are probably no more than [-] people around Yan Wang Zang Tu.

　　The Han army left [-] corpses on the battlefield.

　　There were also some soldiers who could not recognize their armor, totaling as many as [-].

　　In other words, the Qin army beheaded [-] people this time!

　　It's a great victory!

　　"Your Majesty..." Meng Hui came over at some point, walked behind Su Wen, and hugged Su Wen gently.

　　Su Wen said: "I never thought that the Queen has such a brave power."

　　Meng Hui couldn't help laughing, and leaned against Su Wen's arms. She half-closed her eyes and smiled charmingly:

　　"Then Your Majesty now knows why he always loses himself, and can the concubine hold on to it all the time?"

653 Su Wen said helplessly: "Empress, you are... Forget it, let's not talk about it, I can be considered to have rested.

　　Now go to the Wounded Barracks and take a look. "

　　Meng Hui yawned: "It's okay, it's okay, if you don't want it, forget it."

　　Immediately pushing Su Wen away, he fell on the couch and fell asleep.

　　Su Wen said: "What is this like? Fighting in the daytime, where can you still have this spirit at night?"

　　"You have the ability to let me rest for a day and fight to the death tomorrow night!"

　　Meng Hui raised her hands, revealing the palms covered with medicinal powder:

　　"Don't talk so much, tomorrow night is tomorrow night!"

　　Su Wen was suddenly defeated, looked at the messy short table, and then glanced at Meng Hui who didn't know whether he was really asleep or not:

　　"I'm going, I'll sort out the little ones later."

　　"I'm not dead, he will come to tidy it up." Meng Hui said in a daze.

　　Su Wen rolled his eyes, walked out of the tent, and saw the bright fire in the army camp.

　　The flames stretched toward the end of the world.

　　Han Tan, who was serving outside, immediately stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Your Majesty!"

　　"What time is it?"

　　Han Tan said, "It's the fourth watch."

　　Su Wen said: "Go to the wounded barracks to see."

　　"Here!"

　　Han Tan immediately prepared the horses and led Su Wen to the wounded barracks.

　　Holding the concoction, Lou Jing looked at Wang Ling, saw the pain on Wang Ling's face shaking, and said:

　　"If you can't stand it, call it out. Anyway, there are wounded soldiers around here, so there's nothing to be ashamed of."

　　"Hey..." Wang Ling's eyes were full of resentment: "Liu Ji, this shameless villain, despicable and filthy!

　　Sooner or later, I will chop him up! "

　　At this moment, a person walked outside the tent, it was Chen Sheng.

　　Chen Sheng glanced at Wang Ling, then reached out and touched Wang Ling's forehead, then said:

　　"Niangniang said, if you feel cold at the moment, I will bury you in the sand for a while.

　　Otherwise, you will have a high fever, and if there is pus in the severed hand, it will be hopeless. "

　　Wang Ling said angrily: "My lord, I was not spilled by the golden juice, and I broke a palm, so I can't live?"

　　Chen Sheng smiled and said: "Okay, you are the adult. Fan Kuai is such a vicious thief, you dare to kill him directly, I really admire you!"

　　While speaking, Chen Shengcong had already taken it from Lou Jing and fed Wang Ling some medicine.

　　Wang Ling said with a dark face: "My other hand is fine.

　　I beg you, it's not like this. "

　　"Hahaha……"

　　For a time, a loud voice echoed in the military tent.

　　Xiahouying's military tent was right next to the Qianhu Jinyiwei.

　　He turned his ears to the side and listened for a while, then asked the unbelievably ugly-looking soldier beside him:

　　"What are those people laughing at? So happy?"

　　The man turned his head, his face covered in scars.

　　Of course Xia Houying was not afraid (bgdi), he even asked:

　　"Your face is like this, will it leak out when you drink water?"

　　"General Lao asked, when the villain drinks water, the mouth will not leak."

　　Xia Houying smiled and felt pain all over his body. He half closed his eyes and felt that his whole body was very hot.

　　"Can I survive?" Xia Houying asked.

　　The ugly soldier said: "Don't worry, General, the military doctor has confirmed it, and you will be able to fight for the emperor again in a few months."

　　Xia Houying's eyes were half closed, and just as he was about to speak, the military tent was opened first, and Uncle Yu walked in.

　　Uncle Yu was his immediate superior, and he belonged to a colonel under Uncle Yu's command.

　　"Boy, you've been promoted!" Yu Bo smiled and put a general seal beside Xia Houying.

　　Xiahou Ying half-closed his eyes and sighed: "It's a pity, now that he is seriously injured, there is no way to immediately fight for His Majesty."

　　"What's wrong with this?" Uncle Yu said with a smile, "I didn't say it, you guys are really fighting too hard.

　　I think you can't beat that Fan Kuai, why are you rushing forward? "

　　Listening to Uncle Yu's accusation, Xia Houying said angrily:

　　"During the Battle of Yinshan at the beginning of the year, why didn't you say that you had more than [-] people and only [-] people were left in the end?"

　　"At that time, why didn't you hide behind? You still have to rush forward?"

　　Uncle Yu stared, and was about to speak when Xia Houying glanced at the general's seal with difficulty:

　　"Don't force me, I'm on the same level as you now, and you have no right to control me!"

　　Uncle Yu stared: "Your mother really is crossing the river and demolishing the bridge!

　　If it weren't for labor..."

　　"Boy, throw him out, you are my personal commander!"

　　Xia Houying closed his eyes, and the ugly soldier on the side bowed and said:

　　"General, please don't embarrass the villain."

　　Uncle Yu glared and scolded: "You dog..."

　　Before the words were spoken, the ugly soldier had already carried Uncle Yu and carried him out of the barracks...

　　The ugly soldier knelt on the ground, with a thud, his forehead pressed to the ground.

　　Uncle Yu originally wanted to scold people, but seeing this personal soldier like this, he had no way to scold him.

　　"Got it! Have fun, kid! Anyway, you won't care about me in the future."

　　Uncle Yu laughed and scolded, and as soon as he turned around, he bumped into someone.

　　"that……"

　　Yu Bo's words were only halfway through, and his mouth was covered.

　　Immediately, he felt his limbs vacate, and his whole body was lifted up.

　　Immediately, he was smashed to the ground in various ways, and at least five or six pairs of big feet were trampled on his back.

　　Even on the head, someone stepped on a foot.

　　A horizontal knife slammed into his neck with a squeak.