SFS Chapter 332 - Bloody Storm
Chapter 332 - Bloody Storm
But Chu Yuhuan's retreat order was a little late. Only half of the soldiers entered the city gate. The strange army was about to reach the city. He had no choice but to order the city gate to be closed and keep the remaining half of the people outside.
For a moment, there was once again a bloody storm outside the city, with wailing and screaming everywhere.
"Yunu, do you know which country's army that is? Gu Liuqing fled when he saw them, which means it's not from Chu'nan. Some other small countries are living in a corner, so there is no reason for them to attack Dongchu." Chu Yuhuan asked while riding his horse and tilting his head.
"Your Majesty, in my opinion, this army is definitely not from the three major countries. It should be a force that has been dormant for a long time."
"Return to the palace quickly! Stabilize the capital!"
On the other hand, Gu Liuqing led his army to hide in a deep mountain in the East Chu State that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and sent a small team of troops to quickly collect food and grass nearby in preparation for long-term stationing.
Standing by the waterfall, Gu Liuqing looked up at the endless green hills and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Dongchu is indeed a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers. Although it is a little cold, its reputation of being like spring all year round is well earned. He will not return to the court unless he can get Dongchu this time!
Suddenly remembering today's army, Gu Liuqing couldn't help but reach into his arms and pull out a piece of black jade in the shape of a coiled dragon. If he was not mistaken, every soldier in the army had this pattern embroidered on the shoulder of their uniform. He just wanted to be the oriole, but he didn't expect that there was a hunter behind the oriole. He almost lost everything.
"Your Majesty, why don't we choose a way to escape from Dongchu but hide in these deep mountains?" Ling Zhan, a capable general recently promoted by Gu Liuqing, asked in confusion.
"Ling Zhan, I wonder if you have ever heard a saying that what remains until the end is often the best, and the one who gets the best is the winner." Gu Liuqing showed a confident smile, which made Ling Zhan even more confused. His own emperor's words were becoming more and more profound.
Gu Liuqing shook his head in amusement. Ling Zhan was a good fighter in charging into battle, but his brain was a little lacking. Whenever something was said in a roundabout way, he would show such a silly and dazed expression.
"Okay, let's go back to camp."
"Yes!"
In the magnificent villa, more than a dozen doctors carrying medicine boxes were kneeling in the courtyard, shivering, and constantly raising their hands to wipe the beads on their foreheads.
Behind them knelt fifty-three tall men in black and wearing masks. These men were no longer as cold and arrogant as before. They all had brambles on their backs and bowed their heads, keeping silent.
"Ah!" Following a scream, another doctor was thrown out covered in blood.
"Next one, come in quickly!" A soft yet majestic voice sounded.
Just like this for an hour, no doctor came out of the room alive. The three remaining doctors in the courtyard were so scared that their pants were wet. They kept kowtowing and begging God for their lives. They didn't look like they were supposed to be saving lives.
But what was to come had to come, and another doctor crawled in.
Inside the room, a woman in black with a black veil on her face was standing anxiously beside the bed, staring at Feng Muyan, who was gasping for breath on the bed, without blinking. Her well-maintained hands were clenched into fists, and her knuckles were cracking.
"How is he doing?"
"Madam, I have used the thousand-year-old ginseng passed down from my family to keep this young man alive, and his wounds have been treated very well by the previous doctors. All we can do now is wait. If this young man wakes up in three days, he will slowly recover with the medicine I have prescribed." The old doctor said cautiously, fearing that using a wrong word would bring about a fatal disaster.