When Aslan heard Sima Lan's shout, he immediately looked in the direction of Sima Lan, only to see that Sima Lan was letting Michelo lean on his arms, looking at Michelo worriedly.

Aslan hurriedly walked over, looking at Michelo who was only breathing faintly, he hurriedly exchanged a bottle of life potion from his arms, in fact, from the system.

"Hurry up and give it to Grandpa Michelo to drink. ”

Simalan took the potion, he was still very familiar with this potion, it was this potion that saved the lives of his two children.

Simalan slowly fed Michelo the potion, and Michelao's breathing slowly stabilized.

"Lord City Lord, is this really a problem?" asked Sima Lan worriedly, after all, Michelo's injuries this time were very serious, with broken muscles and bones in his left arm, a deep sword wound in his abdomen, and many other internal injuries that he didn't know.

"It should be fine, now we'll just have to wait and see. You take Michelo down and rest first. Aslan commanded.

"Yes!"

Aslan returned to Bill's side and watched the Flying Soldiers look horrific, but they all had triumphant expressions on their faces.

"Lord Castle, we have won!" Bill carried his sacred crossbow, his fingers covered with red blood, which was caused by too much crossbow, but unfortunately the wound on his hand still could not resist the joy of his victory in the war.

"Yes, we have won, but we have paid a terrible price, Handini, you quickly organize people to clean up the battlefield, and keep the corpses of our soldiers first, and the corpses of those robbers will be cremated directly, so as not to cause the plague. Also, hurry up and treat the wounded soldiers, if the injuries are serious, you feed them these potions, the potions are a little less, try to save some use. If the injury is minor, treatment will be arranged. Aslan directly exchanged twenty vials of life potions and handed them to Handini.

Handini looked at Aslan as he looked a little weak, and Aslan was also covered in injuries.

"Lord Castle, why don't you use a bottle first?" Handini took out a bottle of potion and looked at Aslan worriedly.

Aslan waved his hand, "No, they need these more than I do now." ”

"Also, hurry up and calculate our losses this time, sort it out and report it to me, I'm a little tired and go back first. ”

"Yes! I'll do it. At this time, Jace rushed over, took the task and said.

Because Jace is a special talent, the battle has been arranged at the end, and now that the war is over, one of the two junior swordsmen who is in charge of guarding him is walked by him without noticing.

The daughter is on the front line, and the loyal city lord is also rushing to kill at the front of the battlefield, leaving him a big man to hide behind, not to mention how aggrieved he is.

Now that the war is over, at least the end of the matter, he must do it beautifully.

Because he is also from Flying City.

Aslan dragged his tired body and slowly walked into the blood-stained city gate, this is the cruelty of war, and he will face even more cruelty in the future. However, he was ready for the sake of Flying City.

"We've won!"

"Long live the lord of the castle!"

"Long live the Flying City!"

"We won!"

As soon as Aslan entered the city gate, he heard the cheers of the civilians inside.

"Brother City Lord, we won!" a little boy ran up, cheering and trying to grab Aslan's arm with his little hand.

Aslan was very happy, but as if he had thought of something, he dodged the little boy's little hand.

Looking at the little boy's puzzled color, he said apologetically: "My brother is covered in blood, it's too dirty." ”

At this time, Aslan can be said to be very sloppy, with broken armor and blood stains all over his body, it can be said that he does not have the appearance of a city lord at all.

When the little boy heard Aslan's words, he directly stubbornly grabbed Aslan's arm, completely ignoring the blood stains on his clothes, he pouted and said, "Brother City Lord is not dirty, Brother City Lord is the most handsome." These are the symbols of heroes in you. ”

Aslan smiled, he didn't care about this anymore, and directly lifted the little boy up and hugged him on his arm, although there was some pain from the wound, but these were no longer important.

The cheering citizens saw Aslan walking in, and they looked at their lord with adoring eyes, saying that Aslan had taken them in before and gave them shelter and food.

At that time, they had admiration, gratitude, and a little worship for Aslan.

Then this time, the city lord is already the only pure presence with the gods in their hearts, and some people who don't believe in gods directly regard Aslan as their guardian god.

"Lord of the City, you are so powerful that you actually fought off those robbers. ”

"Lord Castle, you are our hero. ”

"Lord of the City, I also want to be a soldier, and the Flying Army can't recruit people. ”

Listening to the voice in his ears, Aslan put down the little boy in his arms, and he raised his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.

Seeing what the city lord meant, everyone instantly fell silent, this was surprisingly quiet, and no one dared to make a sound.

"We are victorious! It's not that I'm powerful, it's our Flying City warriors who are powerful. I'm not a hero, I'm a hero of the warriors who fought for our Flying City. They faced enemies many times their size, they were afraid, they were timid. But they didn't back down, because behind them were the homes and families we had sworn to protect. ”

Aslan pointed to the tired and wounded soldiers outside the city walls, who could no longer walk, and he said: "Please give your thanks, thanksgiving, to these our warriors." Glory belongs to them. ”

"Oh! Flying Army, Flying Army. ”

The townsfolk poured out, and they spontaneously began to help clear the battlefield and treat the wounded.

Aslan had a smile on his face.

"Young Master. ”

Aslan heard a call from behind him, and he turned his head to find Jessica looking at him with teary eyes, followed by Aunt Melia.

"I've been kicked, it's okay!" Aslan asked subconsciously.

Jessica half-squatted in front of Aslan, her fingers trembling to touch the scars on Aslan's body, and she said with a crying voice: "Lord City, I'm sorry, I couldn't help!"

Aslan smiled, "It's okay, there, if Frey hadn't snatched your flintlock musket, I wouldn't have been so easy to sneak up on him." ”

Aunt Melia walked up with a box of things, she glanced at Aslan, and said, "I've received such a serious injury, what kind of hero are you pretending to be here." Jessica takes off his armor and I'll give him a treatment bandage. “

Aunt Melia opened the box and saw that it was a common first-aid thing, including gauze and ointment......

Aslan was a little embarrassed and touched his head: "Here, there are so many people, let's wait for us to go back to the City Lord's Mansion to get it." ”

"Why, you're still shy of a big man. Sister, hurry up and do it. Aunt Melia gave Aslan a disdainful look.