Chapter Twenty-Nine: It's Unfair!

"Huh?"

"Be quiet!"

"I just ahhh

"You've said it now!"

"Are we the remnants of the previous dynasty?

This is so exciting, is the master's surname Ying or Zhao? ”

"You are stupid, the master's surname is Yun, we are not remnants of the previous dynasty, but we have inherited the most mysterious knowledge of the previous dynasty."

"Huh?" Ryazan was somewhat disappointed.

However, he quickly straightened his attitude and asked in a low voice, "Does it have anything to do with Xu Fu who walked the East China Sea?" ”

"The master was dismissive of Xu Fu."

"Can I go to the dungeon?"

"I'll talk about it when you go back to Zhuangzi!"

"Huh? The dungeon is in the Yun Manor? How did I not know? ”

"You're not a big disciple of Northwest Technology!"

"There's something else I don't know. Say it together, I'm going to compile "Gou Chen" to make it more believable! ”

After Ryazan finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, walked back to the tent quickly, and saw that the master was holding the book "Gou Chen" and reading it with relish, and when he saw him come in, he smiled at him, which made Ryazan a little embarrassed.

"It's made up well, the arithmetic comes from the Fuxi gossip, and it still makes sense, but it's a bit nonsense as for Gewu to come from Zhuangzi.

You can't use the concept of kunpeng and mayfly here just because we're studying the two worlds of the very large and the very small.

Although Zhuangzi's doctrine has some truth, compared with the doctrine of my Northwest Institute of Technology, he is too rough and too macroscopic.

You also know that the result of being too rough and too macro is not to say anything, and it can only play an open source role.

The Mohist research on light is of course remarkable, which itself is the origin of optics, and the optical principle of Northwest Institute of Technology originated from many Mohist knowledge.

There is also a strong occultism in these categories, and our role is to explain these unexplainable phenomena, not to superstition.

What Northwest Institute of Technology has to do now is to confirm the hypotheses put forward by these ancestors one by one, and finally see if it has any effect on the world.

This is the meaning of our existence at Northwest Tech.

Overall, the conclusions in your book are not bad, but they are not my real past at Northwestern Tech.

The predecessor of Northwest Institute of Technology is not nothing, but it is easy to attract attacks when it is said, and His Majesty knows about it.

You don't have to carry any mental burdens.

At least for now, we at Northwest Institute of Technology have no idea of opposing Han and restoring Qin, and it is estimated that there will be no in the future.

Do things with peace of mind, do learning, there is no way to go, and then talk about resistance, but before that, the necessary preparations still have to be made. ”

Ryazan took the opportunity to take the copy of "Gou Chen" from his master's hand, and said softly: "Our fate must ultimately be in our own hands. ”

Yun Lang smiled: "That's nature, our lives are too precious, we can't afford to consume, and we can't afford to lose them, even compared to this country, our lives seem to be more important." ”

Ryazan nodded as a matter of course: "This is nature. ”

Yun Lang watched Ryazan slip out of the tent, smiled, and was very pleased, no matter whether Ryazan did it right or not, at least he was sincerely thinking about Northwest Institute of Technology.

Xie Ning's tattered body was once again lifted from the city, this time he was seriously injured, but Su Wu, who was lying beside him, seemed to be more seriously injured.

Lan City......

This is a real city, the tallest, the most complete city that Shainin has ever seen in the Northwest.

The guards of the city are also the most like the army.

They didn't have crossbows, but they had a longbow as tall as a man, and the power of the arrows fired from this kind of bow was so great that Shainin's heart twitched when he thought of the feathered arrows that whizzed past his ears.

Feathered arrows could pierce the iron shield that stood in front of him, and the force attached to the iron shield caused him to fall headlong from the city.

If it weren't for the fact that the city was already covered with corpses, he believed that he would have fallen to his death.

Looking up at the blue sky, enduring the severe pain, Xie Ning cursed God for being unfair over and over again in his heart.

The first time he left his father's follow, the general he followed was Huo Quai, he followed Huo Quai, and Yun Lang participated in countless battles......

However, every time he participated in a battle, he would be injured and seriously injured, correspondingly, Huo Quai, Yun Lang and they would basically not be injured.

Every time I saw Huo Quai's whole body pierced like a hedgehog by feather arrows, I always thought that he was finished this time.

However, when Huo Quzhi untied his armor and washed, he would find that being hit by an arrow and being injured are always two different things.

Following Yun Lang to drive the chariot and raid the Huns' camp at night, it was an almost mortal battle.

In that battle, more than half of Yun Lang's subordinates were killed, and he, Xie Ning, as a general of the rear army, was covered with 26 wounds all over his body, just blood, he lost two catties, two fractures, and lay on the bed for four months before he came back to life.

And Yun Lang, in order to save Huo Quai, led the army to assault like a madman, almost running through the camp of the Huns along the way, and his subordinate Liu Er was missing an arm, what about Yun Lang himself?

There were only two dislocated bones...... In addition, the tiger's mouth was shattered by the heavy weapons of the Hun Lux.

From these two people, Xie Ning had already seen through this thief!!

It was because he didn't have as good luck as them that he fell from a dignified Hou Ye to the point of being a spy for others.

Fortunately, Su Wu was even worse than him, as can be seen from the strange bending angle of his arm.

There was also a fountain of blood bubbling out of his arm, if there was more blood, Su Wu would not be able to live.

The Huns had no military doctors, and in the distance there was only a god and witch dancing there wearing a thick fur and a bell hanging all over his body.

It is estimated that by the time the gods and witches finish dancing, Su Wu should have finished a long time ago.

Xie Ning struggled to roll off the stretcher, crawled to Su Wu's side little by little, first probed his snort, and found that he was still breathing, so he tore off a piece of cloth with his mouth and strangled it tightly on Su Wu's arm, the blood fountain was no longer bleeding, and Xie Ning was ready to help Su Wu tidy up that miserable arm.

A long illness becomes a good doctor, this sentence is very appropriate for Xie Ning, especially for the bone grafting, he is quite experienced, he knows that he is more unlucky, and he may break bones in the future, so when Su Zhi gave him bone grafting, he studied very seriously.

Xie Ning didn't know how Su Zhi could use silver needles to relieve pain, so when he twisted around with Su Wu's soft arm, Su Wu, who was in a coma, slowly woke up.

"Phew!"

Su Wu spat hard, but unfortunately he was too weak, and the saliva finally fell on his face.

"Don't be ignorant of good people's hearts, help you pick up your bones."

"Get out of here, yes, yes, it's a good man, it stinks after being touched by you."

"I'm also Han!" Xie Ning looked at Su Wu gloomily, and wanted to tear his arm off alive.

"You are also worthy of being a Han?"

Su Wu forcefully withdrew his injured arm.

Xie Ning watched as the wound that had just been bandaged was once again soaked with blood on the linen, and Su Wu's pale face gradually turned sallow.

He said in a low voice: "Who said that Yeye is not worthy of being a Han? ”

Su Wu's pupils shrank slightly, he glanced at Xie Ning seriously, and said simply: "Treat Ye Ye's injuries quickly, it hurts me to death." ”

Xie Ning sighed, and had no choice but to take Su Wu's arm again and continue to splint him.

There is not much medicine for injuries on his body, and if he uses it for Su Wu, he will not use it, the weather has become hot, and it is not a good thing to have external injuries all over his body at this time.

After cleaning the wound, Xie Ning struggled to sit up, staring at the siege battle in full swing in front of him in a daze.

The Huns were fierce enough, and the performance of the Dayue people was equally brave.

Dense feathered arrows flew back and forth, sometimes unexpectedly in mid-air......

"The people of the Otsuki clan won't be able to support it for long!"

After Su Wu drank some water, his consciousness was much clearer.

"I know that the siege battle is just a cover to attract the people of the Otsuki clan, the tunnel has been dug for a full ten days, and it should have been extended to the city now."

Xie Ning took out a few milk lumps from his pocket, stuffed one into Su Wu's mouth, and slowly smashed the taste of cow's milk.

The milk gnocchi without salt is very sour, and the milk gnocchi in Dahan no longer adds salt, and it is popular to add frosting.

The supply of the Huns was already very urgent, and although they had captured a lot along the way, they were always not enough to distribute to the huge Hun ranks.

Lan Clan City is a strong city, originally according to the characteristics of the Huns' battles, they should bypass the fortified city and harvest the Dayue people in the wilderness.

It's a pity that the Dayue clan's policy of clearing the wilderness made it impossible for the Huns to bypass the city, so they could only storm it!

Only by conquering every city did the Huns have enough food to survive these difficult days.