Chapter 142: Helping Hands
"In that case, then you should get out of here quickly, you are not welcome."
It was Yang Yansi who spoke, among Yang Ye's seven sons, he was the youngest and the most uncontrollable, and from his slightly nervous face, Zhou Xiaoning seemed to see a clue.
"Hehe, you can't say that, you were defeated by Yuan Lu Zhi to end up in such a field now, and my Two Realms City is also Yuan Lu Zhi's next attack target, and we can be regarded as sympathetic. As the saying goes, the enemy of the enemy is the friend, and I think it's possible for us to sit down and talk, isn't it? ”
Zhou Xiaoning smiled all over his face, trying his best to release his kindness, although he was also worried about the situation on the side of the city wall, but if the plan he had just drawn up in his heart could be implemented smoothly, it would be of great help to this war. Hopefully, before his plan succeeds, the walls will be able to withstand the attack of the demon army.
"We don't have anything to talk to you about."
Yang Yansi didn't want to think about it, and said that the current situation of the Song Dynasty coalition army is really not optimistic, at this time, let a terrible person who doesn't know whether he is friend or foe, and is still strong, enter their camp, who knows what will happen.
"General Yang, is that what you mean?"
Zhou Xiaoning turned his head to look at Yang Ye, in the final analysis, Yang Jiajun is still his master.
"Shichiro, shut up for me."
Yang Ye scolded Yang Yansi, Yang Yansi looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, it was the time to rebel, he had the heart to refute a few words, but he was stopped by Yang Yanzhao, which did not let him contradict his father.
Seeing this, Yang Ye no longer cared about Yang Yansi, and looked at Zhou Xiaoning directly: "City Lord Zhou has something to say, you might as well say it directly." ”
"It's still General Yang who is refreshing enough, what I want to say is, since we all have the common enemy of Yuanlu Zhi, why don't we join forces?"
Zhou Xiaoning paused, glanced at Yang Ye, and saw that he didn't resist too much, so he continued: "There are many generals in the demon army, and there is also a super strong man like Yuan Lu Zhi, whose strength is so strong, I believe you have all seen it." Don't say that it's your Song Dynasty coalition army, even if you use the power of my two realms city, you don't dare to say that you can defeat him. For the sake of today's plan, the only way to do this is to gather all the forces that can be gathered and fight him together. ”
"Although we are not from the same world, we all have the same identity, we are all descendants of Yan and Huang, and we have the same blood in our bodies. We have had conflicts before, but it was all a 'family matter', and now that a group of foreigners are invading our land, shouldn't we keep expelling the invaders? ”
All along, what the Yang family will do is to defend the country and fight against the Liao army, so he is very touched by what Zhou Xiaoning said, and it is also true that the demon army is attacking the Two Realms City on a large scale, which further reduces Yang Ye's hostility. What's more, their Song Dynasty coalition army has fallen into such a field now, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as the defeat of the remnants of the army, and Zhou Xiaoning calculates that they will not get any benefits, this kind of thankless thing, I'm afraid no one will do it.
Strictly speaking, the Song Dynasty coalition forces and Zhou Xiaoning actually didn't have much grudge, and when Yang Ye and others attacked the Shuguang base, it was also because there was a voice in their heads that told them that to destroy the human race in the world, it could even dominate their thinking to a certain extent. But as time went on, that voice grew weaker and weaker, and now it had simply disappeared, and they were able to take full control of their actions, which laid the foundation for the next cooperation.
"I'll admit it, what you said makes a lot of sense, but you can also see that there is only a group of remnants of the defeated army here, and I'm afraid it won't help you, so please go back."
Yang Ye waved his hand to send off the guests, he had already passed the age when he was teased a few words and his blood was boiling, and he would consider everything more comprehensively. You must know that when the Song Dynasty coalition army was at its strongest, it had 300,000 troops, and there were also Yue Fei, Yang Jiajun, and Liangshan heroes, the strength of which was not strong, but in the face of the impact of the demon army, it was not a single face to face and was defeated, what else did they use to fight others?
"Remnants of the army? I can't see it. ”
Zhou Xiaoning pinched a magic seal in his hand, and the faint green mist began to spread quickly around him.
At the beginning, Yang Ye's father and son thought that Zhou Xiaoning was releasing a poisonous mist, so they held their breath and showed their blades, completely wanting to fight with Zhou Xiaoning.
But soon, they found out that this was not the case, and that green mist not only did not do any harm, but was also helping them and the surrounding Song soldiers to heal their injuries. Some minor injuries were healed in the blink of an eye, while some of the deeper ones were also recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it is believed that in less than a minute, everyone present will be able to heal.
"This ...... This ......"
Yang Ye was already speechless in surprise, he came from a relatively martial arts world, they could cultivate strong internal strength, and have strong combat power to open mountains and crack stones. But this is the first time he has seen this kind of mysterious spell.
"Dad, you said that with the ability of the City Lord of Zhou, can you save Marshal Yue and his mother?"
Yang Yanping's eyes lit up, and he leaned into Yang Ye's ear and whispered.
Although he thought that his voice was low enough, he didn't know that Zhou Xiaoning could hear every word he said clearly.
Yang Ye is not stupid, what his son can think of, how could he, a man, not think of it, it's just that he just drove people away, and now he wants to let Zhou Xiaoning stay, it is inevitable that he can't save face.
But when he thought of those who were still in a coma and would be in danger of their lives at any time, Yang Ye was also out of the way, isn't it just a little face, how can someone's life be important.
"City Lord Zhou, there are still many wounded in our camp, I don't know if I can implore you to help, if you agree, but if you are sent, my Yang family army will go to the soup and fight the fire, and I will not hesitate."
After Yang Ye finished speaking, seeing that Zhou Xiaoning was still unmoved, he gritted his teeth and was about to kneel down for Zhou Xiaoning.
This really scared Zhou Xiaoning, just now he received a magic message from the side of the city wall, and just after reading it, he saw Yang Ye like this.
Of course, Zhou Xiaoning would not let Yang Ye kneel down for him, and waved his hand to summon a gust of wind to hold Yang Ye up.
"Old General Yang is serious, as I said before, we are both victims of Yuan Lu Zhi and his demon army, and it is natural for us to help each other. Now take me to see the injury. ”
Zhou Xiaoning's words really invisibly swiped a wave of goodwill, and even Yang Yansi, who was not used to him before, put away a lot of hostility, at least not so-for-tat.
"Okay, City Lord Zhou, please come with me."
When Yang Ye heard that Zhou Xiaoning agreed, he was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly led the way in front and brought Zhou Xiaoning into the camp they had built deep in the dense forest.
As soon as Zhou Xiaoning stepped into the camp gate, he saw many wounded soldiers, either in pairs or in groups of three or five, helping each other to do some work that could have been done by one person. These are considered to be relatively lightly injured, and some of the people who have difficulty moving are all placed in some improvised tents, according to the feedback of the divine sense, there are at least more than 10,000 soldiers in this camp, and there are less than 1,000 intact.
"Let the city lord of Zhou see and laugh, after we were defeated by the demon army, we scattered and broke through, this is our meeting point, only the arrival of the leading troops to break through is known. More than half a month has passed, and the only ones who finally came here are these people, and the rest, I'm afraid, ......"
Yang Ye's words came to an abrupt end, but Zhou Xiaoning understood what he meant, and the others were probably more than lucky.
At this time, Yang Ye opened his mouth, and stopped talking, of course he wanted Zhou Xiaoning to save everyone, but he also knew that his request was difficult for some strong people, no matter how magical Zhou Xiaoning's spell was, it would probably not be easy to save so many people at the same time.
Zhou Xiaoning guessed Yang Ye's thoughts, and couldn't help but smile, although Yang Ye is a bit old-fashioned, he is generally a good person.
While thinking like this, Zhou Xiaoning palmed his hand, and an extra bottle of elixir appeared in his hand.
"This is the six-star pill I refined, the Baicao Pill, which is refined from hundreds of spiritual herbs for healing. Dissolve these elixirs in water and give them to the soldiers to drink, and at the latest in an hour, their wounds will be healed. ”
Although Zhou Xiaoning said it conclusively, no one took the pill, and they were obviously still skeptical.
In the end, Yang Ye was decisive enough and directly ordered: "Da Lang, Erlang, San Lang, you just do what the City Lord Zhou instructs." ”
"Yes."
Since Yang Ye said so, Yang Yanping, Yang Yanding and Yang Yanguang naturally did so.
"City Lord Zhou, there are still a few special injuries in the tent over there, please move and take a look."
"No problem."
Now that Yang Ye has shown enough respect, Zhou Xiaoning also gave him this face.
The tent was strangely located, almost to the edge of the camp, and there were no soldiers approaching it for five meters. Moreover, Zhou Xiaoning could also feel an ominous aura from it.
Walking to the front of the tent, Yang Ye stopped and specially instructed: "City Lord Zhou, before you go in, please run the exercises, otherwise you will be contaminated by that filthy breath, and the future will be endless." ”
Seeing that Yang Ye was so cautious, Zhou Xiaoning couldn't help but be a little interested, and with a wave of his hand, he put a five-spirit shield on himself and the father and son of the Yang family.
Entering the camp, Zhou Xiaoning was really taken aback, only to see that there were more than a dozen beds inside, and there were people lying on each bed, eight women and three men, they were all in a coma, and everyone was wrapped with a faint black gas, thinking that it was the filthy gas in Yang Ye's mouth.