"How's it going?" Drinking blood and Feng hurried to the field hospital, just happened to meet Doctor Mo and Jing Mu Qian walking out of the operating room wiping their sweat, drinking blood anxiously, clasping Doctor Mo's shoulder and saying eagerly, the people who hurt are all his people, and they are all the elites of Suomen. As the enemy got closer and closer to the enemy's lair, in order to make up for the lack of combat power of the infiltration detachment composed of the scout group, that is, the thief Gaomai, Drinking Blood personally dispatched a team of six Suomen swordsmen to supplement the group, but he didn't expect that just two days later, his most optimistic elites suffered heavy casualties.

Jing Lao shook his head helplessly, "Three of the four patients sent here survived, and one of them was too seriously injured and died of excessive blood loss. There is also a brother who is suffering from a head injury and is now in a state of temporary amnesia. Looking at the bloodstains on Jing Lao's white robe, you can guess how tragic the battle just now was.

Drinking blood looked at Jing Lao's slightly apologetic eyes, but the strength in his hand became more and more sent, and he took the cigarette handed over by Feng in a daze, allowing nicotine to fully circulate in the body, "Selective amnesia? Who is it? "The dead are gone, Somen's killers don't need graves, and dying on the battlefield is the best honor for an Assassin. Death is not the most terrible, and the killer is not most afraid of death, but that he cannot die with an injury.

"Zhang Jia." Doctor Mo closed his eyes and held the Yanyang Knife in his hand, "This is a relic of the Burning Sun, he asked me to hand it over to you before he died." As he spoke, he held the knife in both hands and handed it smoothly in front of the drinker.

The sun is shining, and they are finally separated. Drinking blood and clenching his fists painfully, this pair of brothers is his most optimistic subordinate, and they are also candidates who are ready to succeed him in the future, but he didn't expect to be buried in this 100,000 mountains! Drinking blood really has the urge to lift a knife to sweep away the door of death, but unfortunately he can't, he is still the commander, the commander of the coalition forces, he can't be impulsive, he has to be responsible for everyone.

"What about the others?" It was not only the people who were killed or injured by Suomen, but also most of the disciples who bought and stole the door, and Feng was the leader of the whole team, so he had to be impartial.

"The burglars were not seriously injured, and according to them, they were in the middle of the group, just avoiding the first wave of sneak attacks. The little harrier injured his left arm, and there was no major problem, and there were two serious injuries in the Gaomai team, and they had been sent to the nearest hospital. After Dr. Mo explained this, he walked into the wounded tent without looking back, it was not the first time he had been on the battlefield, but no matter what time it was, he always felt ashamed of the wounded, he hoped that he could be stronger, and he could make the wounded better faster. However, today, Lie Yang was bleeding heavily in his hand, and he didn't get off the operating table, he was really a little frustrated, or rather, a little ashamed. The self-esteem and self-discipline that belong to the doctor make it difficult for him to calm down, but as a miracle doctor from a family of rivers and lakes, he should actually ignore death.

"Convene an ad hoc meeting and notify Master Qin, He Sanye, Su Haihari, and Kui Wood Wolf to also come over." Kaede nodded a few people without hesitation, there were too many doubts in the encounter just now, and he had to figure it out.

A quarter of an hour later, in the hastily built conference tent, Su Haihari reported the battle situation to everyone with a bloody atmosphere. "What we encountered was by no means an ordinary outpost, and if it was an ordinary Sect of the Dead, it would be hard to imagine that our losses would be so great." As soon as Su Haihari opened his mouth, he said the biggest doubt, and it was also the doubt that Feng wanted to figure out the most. The scout group is all elite, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the essence of the entire coalition army, how could it suddenly suffer such a big loss? Just because of a few ordinary sentinels? It's impossible.

"How many opponents do you have?" Drinking Blood was also aware of this, and he suspected that it was because of being outnumbered that he had caused such casualties, after all, there were not many people in the scout group.

"Twelve." Su Haihari said abruptly, "There are only twelve of them. "For him, as the commander of the scout team, this is undoubtedly the greatest shame, twenty people were chased and beaten by twelve people, and they lost the battle, not only losing face, but also the health and lives of their comrades.

"What? Twelve people?! "I can't believe it when I drink blood, not to mention anything else, the six swordsmen I dialed over are not idle people, there is no problem at all with one enemy and three, plus He Sanye's old spiciness, Su Haihari's agility, how could he lose so badly?

"At that time, there were six disciples of my Gaomaimen, six disciples under the third master, six swordsmen from Suomen, He Sanye, and me. Twenty people in total. The opponent launched a surprise attack from behind a protruding rock, and the first attack cost us 30% of our combat strength, and it has to be said that they are very strong. Su Haihari confessed: "If it weren't for Suomen's brothers withstanding the pressure and organizing a counterattack at the first time, our casualties would have only been greater." Personally, I can barely cope with two of those enemies at most. ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked, and even the dignified and high-ranking door owner could only face two nameless enemies, who was that? Only Kaede muttered, "Twelve people...... Twelve people...... You're not running into enemy sentinels! You're running into the enemy elite on their way back, the Twelve Warriors under the Imperial River Throne of the Dead Gate! "In this way, it makes sense, as both elites, such casualties are still acceptable.

"You mean, we stumbled upon the enemy's Twelve?" Drinking blood and squinting his eyes, this result undoubtedly made him feel a lot better, "Then according to the feedback from the battlefield, we eliminated at least three of them. Buying and selling here is not a loss. "That being said, the only casualties came from Somen, who drank blood and suffered from a burst of flesh pain.

"It's not three, it's two. There was a seriously injured guy who was taken away by them. "Su Haihari still has lingering palpitations about the battle just now," Brother Lieyang desperately cut down that guy, but unfortunately he was rescued. ”

"Somen's brothers are all good." Feng praised lightly, "Master Sumen, Third Master He, you go and have a good rest first, we won't leave these days, just stay here." When we have enough rest, we will write out the battle report, the more detailed the better, and we must know the personal strength of the enemy's 12 soldiers, which will be of great effect to our future battles. "Now that the battle is over, there is not much point in holding one accountable and one person sad, and it is not too late to make amends.

"I'll be in charge of tonight's patrol." Drinking blood took the initiative to take over the task of patrolling the night, and it was very difficult in extraordinary times, and if the enemy carried out a surprise attack here, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Okay, I'll go see the wounded." Feng was about to go out, but he saw Su Haihari wanting to speak and stopped, could there be anything else?