"Mr. Kunwu, now that the matter of the war horse has been resolved, Qin asked when the Great Khan would wake up?" Si Qing turned his head to look at Kunwu not far away, and his voice was indifferent.

Kun Wu replied unhurriedly: "I'm afraid that this matter is still good if Wu Anjun has to make the decision, after all, I am not the one who leads the troops to fight." ”

Kun Wu mentioned the conversation to Bai Qi's body, and Bai Qi didn't shirk it, he hummed, and then said: "The current situation is just right, even if they don't attack, we will go into battle." ”

"Leave it at the disposal of Wu Anjun." Si Qing arched his hand, which can be regarded as acknowledging Wu Anjun's status in vain.

Bai Qi put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, made a forward gesture, and took the lead out of the big tent and beat the drum of the gathering generals.

Di Xi, who was still asleep, suddenly heard this voice, and was stunned at first, and then hurriedly sat up: "Liancheng, is it a gathering drum?" ”

"Yes, it should be Wu Anjun who is going to send troops, right?" Liancheng pricked up his ears and listened, nodded, and said.

When Emperor Xi heard this, he couldn't sit still: "I'm going too." ”

"Hey, Ah Xi, what are you going to do? People lead troops to fight, don't we go to join in the fun? It's good for you to stay in the big tent of the Chinese army honestly, believe in them, believe in Wu Anjun, huh? Liancheng saw that the emperor was about to get up, and hurriedly pressed the emperor seal back: "You consumed too much energy yesterday, if you don't have a good rest today, I'm afraid that Mr. Kunwu will force you to sleep for a few days and nights, do you want to sleep like this?" ”

Emperor Xi seemed to have been choked by someone, and he was silent for a while.

"Okay, Ah Xi, don't worry, with Wu Anjun here, there will be no problem." Lian Cheng patted Emperor Xi on the shoulder, and after saying it with a smile, he turned his wrist and stood up to serve medicine to Emperor Xi.

Emperor Xi heard the sound of drums and drums outside the world, and his heart was surging, he couldn't bear that feeling, and wanted to go out to have a look, but Lian Cheng stayed by her side and didn't give her a chance to go out at all, and Di Xi could see it clearly, Lian Cheng was afraid that he was ordered by Mr. Kun Wu to see him, so although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he still didn't go out.

Outside, after Bai Qi finished beating the drums and gathering the generals, he let the men and horses from all walks of life lead thousands of elite horsemen and take the lead in launching an attack on the grassland tribes.

Bai Qiyi is bold, obviously the soldiers he can use in his hands are far inferior to the grassland tribes, but he still dares to play various breaks, so it is a loss that the emperor is not by Bai Qi's side, otherwise he would have to be scared to death when he saw Bai Qi use soldiers like this.

Outside the tent, suddenly shouted that the killing shook the sky.

The Great Khan's Horde.

"Pass my order, everyone must obey Wu Anjun's dispatch, if there is any disobedience, kill him!" took off the clothes of the Great Khan, tied his braids, walked out of the Khan's tent, walked to the battlefield that belonged to him, and fought side by side with Wu Anjun.

And inside the big tent, Kun Wu was still guarding Qin Wen, who had not yet woken up, and he was already sweating in his hands.

"Sir......" Tinghe rarely saw Kunwu so panicked, because Kunwu has lived long enough, and he has seen too many lives and deaths, no matter how serious the illness is, it can't make Kunwu look sideways, but today is different, Tinghe obviously saw Kunwu's face, hands, and body, full of sweat.

"I'm fine." Kungo spoke, and even his tone trembled slightly.

Hearing the crane slightly locked his eyebrows, his worried expression became more serious: "Sir, it can't go on like this." ”

"Take the needle." Kungo stretched out his hand abruptly.

Tinghe was shocked: "Sir?!" If you use the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, even if Qin Wen Khan wakes up, this life will ......"

Kun Wu turned his head and glanced at Tinghe, his gaze was extremely cold: "If something goes wrong in front of the pond and Qin Wen is not awake, it will be a drastic change for the grassland." Moreover, you and I know the situation of Qin Wen Great Khan, no matter how hard we try, he will not live forever after all. ”

Listening to the crane trembling and looking at Kungo, looking at how tenacious Kungo's eyes were.

He stomped his feet, so anxious that his body was covered with sweat, and he heard the sound of killing outside, and his heart was even more timid.

"Go!" Kungo raised his voice and roared fiercely.

Listening to the crane's hum, without hesitation, he really went to get the silver needle.

In the world, the thirteen needles of the ghost gate that have been circulated are a magical needle method that has been improved for several generations, but the thirteen needles of the ghost gate in Kunwu's hands have more terrifying power than the thirteen needles of the ghost gate that have been circulated. 、

The most specific manifestation is that a person who has passed through Kunwu's Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, even if he is no longer breathing, can still temporarily regain consciousness and physique, survive for six hours, and after six hours, the medicine stone is spiritual, and it is impossible to come back to life.

In other words, the thirteen needles of the ghost gate in Kunwu's hand exist for the purpose of death.

Since Kun Wu himself comprehended this set of Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, he has only used it for one person, and in addition, he has never used this set of formations again, but now, the situation is urgent, and he can't help but slowly figure it out, if Qin Wen doesn't wake up again, once Wu Anjun can't support it, it will be a real grassland catastrophe.

Tinghe's hands and feet have always been fast, but this time, after taking the needle, Tinghe grabbed the cloth bag wrapped in the silver needle and refused to let go.

Kun Wu could see that this child was scared in his heart.

He reached out and gently patted Tsuru's shoulder, sighed, and said, "Good boy, don't be afraid. Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, Qin Wen Great Khan's last life is so miserable, we are helpless. Wouldn't it be better to give him six hours of vitality than to sleep so ignorant until death? You tell me? ”

Hearing the crane biting his lower lip, tears flowed down the ground: "Sir, we are obviously helping the world and saving people, why...... Why do you want to kill? ”

Kun Wu grabbed the cloth bag and listened to the crane ask himself, and the smile on his face disappeared in an instant: "Listen, listen to the crane, it's not that we want to kill people, but the way to help the world and save people is piled up with other people's corpses." Because there is a disease, there will be a doctor, but the doctor cannot cure any disease, and he will definitely watch the weak patient die. Qin Wen is such an example for me. ”

"But...... Sir, you're obviously ...... He is the most skilled medical person......"

"Qing Li Tianjun is still the person with the strongest aura except for the Heavenly Emperor, but what's the use of that? He's still improving, isn't he? Silly boy, you have worked hard to grow up, just to save more people, you have to remember that. When you are just a shallow learner, others just have a fever, and you can't save him, you can only watch him die because of a fever, but now you can treat people with broken hands and feet, this is your progress, right? There's no end to learning, for you, and for me. ”