Chapter 49: Journey to the Northern Regions (7)

Mu Chu nodded, gritted his teeth and said, "Doctor, don't worry, this little pain, I, Mu Chu, can still bear it."

Long Ziyue nodded, no longer spoken, and quickly imprinted her hands on Mu Chu's back, Mu Chu's eyes were painful, but he gritted his teeth and did not let out a trace of moaning.

With the last handprint imprinted, Long Ziyue withdrew her hands, her forehead already covered with sweat. Mu Chu drank in a low voice, and one hundred and eight silver needles pierced his body shot out from his body, and then streams of black blood were forced out from the needle holes.

Poisonous blood splattered, and the white bed was instantly covered with black blood.

As the poisonous blood was forced out, Mu Chu's face became even paler, his body trembled, and the person had fallen on the bed.

"General......

"Don't worry, General Mu Chu is fine, just rest for a while" Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Long Ziyue gasped and said.

rushed to Yongcheng overnight, encountered such a big problem as soon as she came, and wore a black armor robe weighing more than 20 catties to detoxify, even she was a little unbearable.

When everyone heard this, they gathered around Mu Chu's bed, and the surprise in their eyes almost turned into substance. Such a poison was actually solved, and it was indeed God blessed Yongcheng.

"Girl, can you still hold on?" While the generals were busy checking on Mu Chu's situation, Ziyan Mingchen came to Long Ziyue's side, lowered his head and asked softly.

Leaning on the side of the tent, Helian Jue lowered his eyes and looked at Long Ziyue, and saw Ziyan Mingchen leaning his head close to Long Ziyue, and his phoenix eyes were a little cold.

Ziyan Mingchen's proximity and care made him inexplicably a little irritable.

Reaching out to untie the black armor robe, Long Ziyue smiled and shook her head, when she was an agent in her previous life, she had experienced more difficult things than it, let alone now?

Seeing Long Ziyue shaking his head, Ziyan Mingchen put his mind at ease, and carefully instructed Long Ziyue to leave. Long Ziyue retracted her gaze, and unexpectedly looked at Helian Hui's cold phoenix eyes, and her willow eyebrows frowned slightly.

She didn't mess with him, why did she give her a cold look?

Pouting, Long Ziyue turned around and walked to the bed, leaving Helian Jue with a petite but firm back, Helian Jue saw this, and his cold eyes narrowed slightly.

This little girl doesn't seem to be afraid of him, that's fine.

Happily curling the corners of his mouth, Helian Jue turned around and left the tent, since this little girl concealed her identity and came to the Northern Regions, she must have some purpose, he will see what surprise she will bring him this time.

The wind rolls up, the northern geese fly south, and the scenery of the northern region is unlimited.

Not long after the "general" Helian Jue left, a deep male voice broke the silence of the camp.

"General, the orc soldiers are coming to the city, how can we fight?" A black-clothed general with resolute eyebrows stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

"The orc army, how strong is it?" Ziyan Mingchen frowned and said in a deep voice

"There are more than 500,000 people, and even if there are nearly 10,000 injuries at the previous station, there are enough 500,000," replied the black-clothed general.

Hearing this, Ziyan Mingchen's warm eyebrows and eyes were slowly cold, he reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, Ziyan Mingchen looked at the middle-aged general, "How many people are still in the Yongcheng garrison who can participate in the war?" ”

"Less than 30,000" the black-clothed general said this, and his eyes were full of hatred. 100,000 soldiers desperately defended the city, and 70,000 casualties were enough to defend it, while the orc clan only lost 10,000, how could this huge gap make him not painful.

"The Black Armor Army is only 300,000, and the garrison of Yongcheng is only 330,000, which is too much worse than the 500,000 army of the Orc Race" Ziyan Mingchen's expression was cold, and the situation was far more complicated than he thought.