At this time, for this army, it can no longer be described simply by the word 'miserable'.

Originally, Yang Zhending thought that half of the five or six hundred people who successfully escaped from the Xunwang Mansion should be infected with corpse poison, and at least half of them could be left.

But what Yang Zhending never expected was that at a glance, the devastated team seemed to be baptized by blood, and only a few people were 'complete' standing.

Among them, not only the warlord soldiers, but Yang Zhending's own subordinates also suffered heavy losses, almost half of the people in the Guanzhong Gang were lost, and only four of the six King Kongs under his command came out of the Xunwang Mansion alive.

Such a tragic price even began to make Yang Zhending rethink his life, and even had the idea of retreating.

"Go back now, at least you can save a life, this emperor's tomb is far more dangerous than you imagined, this is definitely not something that ordinary people can enter casually, it really deserves to be one of the top ten fierce tombs in the world!"

Yang Zhending's heart began to have a trace of awe for this imperial tomb.

But...... Yang Zhending's heart is naturally unwilling!

Because the real treasure in the tomb of the emperor of this Futuo Kingdom is not gold, silver and jewelry, but the ability to live forever.

Immortality is a concept that is? This is like becoming an immortal, and you can live for a thousand years, or even tens of thousands of years with the same life as the sky!

And now Yang Zhending is fifty-three years old, and his physical condition is not as good as a year, even if he survives now, at most, he will retire at the age of 60, and after retirement, he is basically half a waste waiting to die.

Such a measure is like a force burning in Yang Zhending's heart again.

"Instead of going out and waiting for birth, old age, sickness and death, it is better to grit your teeth and continue to fight! At least there is still a chance to do this, if you don't even dare to fight, then you can only be a slave of fate, and you can only be a salted fish that goes with the flow! ”

After making up his mind, Yang Zhending got up and looked around, looking for Xiong Maolin.

Even if there are two or three hundred people left, it is still a force, and if you want to continue to move forward, you must work together. Besides, the white point is that these cannon fodder are necessary.

And the only one who can order these soldiers is Xiong Maolin.

If something happens to Xiong Maolin, the remaining soldiers will be completely out of control because the dragons are leaderless.

But where will Xiong Maolin be now?

According to Yang Zhending's understanding of Xiong Maolin, it has been more than ten minutes, and Xiong Maolin has not seen him looking for himself, so Yang Zhending already has an ominous premonition about Xiong Maolin in his heart.

"Zhending ......"

It was at this moment that Yang Zhending suddenly heard a low voice on his left hand, and then immediately followed the sound and turned his head to look over.

It's Xiong Maolin!

But I saw Xiong Maolin walking tremblingly, his face was pale, his left hand was holding his right arm, and half of his body was stained with blood, but most of it had turned black, especially Xiong Maolin's arm.

This made Yang Zhending immediately realize that the worst thing had happened, and Xiong Maolin was also infected with corpse poison.

"Dashuai!"

Yang Zhending hurriedly shouted loudly, and then greeted Xiong Maolin.

"Zhending...... Zhending ...... Help me see, my hands ......"

Xiong Maolin stretched out his arm in front of Yang Zhending, and a wound nearly ten centimeters long rolled outward, and it had turned black and brown, and there was a change that had obviously begun to rot.

This is also why Xiong Maolin trembled so much that even tears came out.

"Dashuai, you were also scratched on the arm by the dead leaves in the yard! And he was also infected with corpse poison, and now it is too late to do other first aid, so he can only amputate his leg first to stop the spread of corpse poison in his body. ”

Although Yang Zhending said so, he couldn't guarantee whether the corpse poison had spread to Xiong Maolin's main torso at this time. After all, Xiong Maolin's injury was on his arm, and compared with the injury on his wrist, he was one step closer to the heart.

So now we can only amputate the limb first, and then look at the number of lives and creation.

"Truncated...... Amputation ......"

Xiong Maolin's eyes began to be a little desperate, amputation meant that he had to lose an arm......

"Dashuai, there is no time to study and consider it carefully, if the corpse poison spreads to the whole body, even if it is amputated, it will not be able to return to the sky...... Dashuai, don't worry, my black gold ancient knife is very sharp, and the pain is only for a moment! ”

Yang Zhending took out the black gold ancient knife and lit it in front of Xiong Maolin.

The sharp blade of the black gold ancient knife was shining with cold light under Xiong Maolin's eyes, making Xiong Maolin tremble with fear, and no tears flowed out of his tears.

But Xiong Maolin also gritted his teeth, although he did not agree with Yang Zhending's proposal for amputation, but he did not refuse.

didn't agree, that's because Xiong Maolin didn't have the courage to nod his head at all. didn't refuse, that's because Xiong Maolin himself has a lot of pressure in his heart, and if he doesn't amputate his leg, he will die!

Yang Zhending saw through Xiong Maolin's inner thoughts, and directly mentioned the black gold ancient knife.

Xiong Maolin immediately closed his eyes, trembling with fear.

Click......

Yang Zhending's sharp hand rises and falls, and the sharp black gold ancient knife can blow hair and break hair, can cut iron like clay, just cut off an arm, which is as simple as cutting tofu on the board.

So at the moment when Yang Zhending's knife fell, one of Xiong Maolin's arms also fell down directly from the joint following the rhythm of the fall, and at the same time, a stream of red blood rushed out. And it can be vaguely seen that the section of Sensen's white bone is very flat......

Yes...... Xiong Maolin slowed down a full half a beat, and waited until the severed arm fell to the ground under his feet with a pop, and then he shouted and screamed in fear.

Yang Zhending also made some preparations in advance, quickly opened a bottle of high-grade liquor and poured it on the cut surface of Xiong Maolin's arm, and then hugged it tightly with a piece of clothing, trying to stop the bleeding.

In fact, many very experienced tomb robbers, when going down to the tomb, if the backpack space is relatively loose, will bring a bottle of high liquor down, the reason why the highest degree of liquor is chosen, on the one hand, because the liquor has the effect of disinfection and sterilization, the higher the alcohol content, the better the effect. On the other hand, the higher the alcohol, the more flammable and explosive, which can play a special role in special situations.

"Boss, hold on! As long as you can survive this, you'll be fine! ”

Yang Zhending first let Xiong Maolin lie on the ground slowly, and the wound on the broken arm that was wrapped in clothes just now was completely soaked with blood at this time.

However, Xiong Maolin's luck was that judging from the wound on the broken arm, all that flowed out was red blood, which showed that the corpse poison had not spread here.

Xiong Maolin's knife is not in vain!