Wu Shan held the spear in both hands, lowered his head, and used the spirit spear in his hand as a pillar, constantly gasping in place.

In addition to the wound on his back, Wu Shan's left leg was almost cut off by the barbarian giant axe, and only a thin layer of skin was still attached to it.

Fortunately, Wu Shan forcibly wrapped the wound on his calf with soul locking silk, not letting it bleed nonstop, nor letting his left foot fall off completely.

In the sunlight, Wushan's figure looks extremely rickety.

After a while, Wushan regained a trace of his temperament.

Wu Shan held a spear in his left hand, and a little bit of energy surged in his right hand, a bottle of medicinal powder appeared in his hand, and Wu Shan trembled and sprinkled the medicinal powder on his left calf.

The medicinal powder was sprinkled, and the loosened soul lock silk continued to wrap up, tightly fixing Wushan's calf.

To be honest, Wu Shan was a little flustered, he didn't know if he would be crippled.

Because Wushan still has a lot of dreams and ambitions in his heart that have not been realized.

"Brother Xingtian!"

The young man Tiehuai's low call brought Wushan back to his senses.

Wu Shan glanced at Tie Huai, a young man with a cloak and one ear missing, and laughed in a low voice.

"We won!"

Wushan led a thousand-man infantry battalion and completely annihilated the barbarian beast war horse scouts.

To be precise, the thousand-man infantry battalion in Wushan is actually only eight hundred.

Because in the previous skirmish, nearly two hundred people died.

Glancing at the battlefield, Wu Shan shouted at the more than 20 scouts and more than 200 soldiers who were still alive.

"Evacuate this place immediately, this area is dangerous, enemy reinforcements may appear at any time!"

After receiving Wushan's order, the survivors helped each other and left the battlefield.

As for the loot in situ and the corpses of the brothers, there will be a Wendao secret technique to recover, and they don't need to think about these at all.

Fortunately, in the following evacuation, Wushan did not encounter the barbarian support troops.

In less than half a day, Wushan and their group of remnants finally returned to the rear.

As soon as he entered the barracks, Wushan received emergency treatment from the medical force.

Just like two days ago, Wushan watched the scouts returning to the camp at the gate of the camp.

The treatment of Wushan was a man and a woman, the man was dressed as a disciple of a doctor, and the woman's whole body was covered with a thick white cloth, revealing only a pair of dark eyes full of vicissitudes.

The disciple of the medical family untied Wushan's battle armor and saw that Wushan was wearing the white robe of the academy inside, his eyes showed a look of surprise, even the woman beside him was no exception.

Zila!

Wushan's white robe was cut open, and a wound on his back from his left shoulder to his right rib was hideous and abnormal.

However, such a wound is not a problem at all in the eyes of this group of field medical personnel.

The disciple of the doctor sprinkled a layer of white powder on Wushan's wound, and Wushan, who was already exhausted, fainted directly from pain.

After the medical disciple stitched Wushan's wound with a crochet needle, he carefully examined Wushan's whole body.

When he saw Wu Shan's left calf fixed with soul locking silk, his brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

"The skin color of the calf is dull, there are blood congestion everywhere, and the left leg should have been completely cut off, he forcibly connected it himself, and forcibly stabilized it with a spiritual weapon."

"Fortunately, the connection is quite timely, and there is no necrosis of the calf!"

"I can't deal with this kind of wound!"

"Youyou, you come and treat him!"

The masked woman nodded slightly, silently reciting the saint's scriptures in her mouth, and the aura on her body surged, imposing a healing enchantment on Wushan.

An emerald green enchantment formed around Wushan, and the enchantment fell, and Wushan's brow, which had been frowning after he fell unconscious, relaxed.

The comfort brought by the healing enchantment made Wushan dream groan a few times.

Everyone didn't understand what Wushan was saying, only the masked woman Youyou heard the word 'kill' clearly.

If Wushan is still awake, he will definitely be able to see that Wushan has seen this healing enchantment.

Previously, Zhou Langkun treated Wushan's injuries, and he used this [Spring Breeze Enchantment] to assist in healing, which is a secret technique of literature and Taoism that can only be practiced above the fourth realm.

……

After a day and a night, Wushan woke up from hunger.

After a deep stupor, Wushan recovered mentally and his body recovered.

Looking at the tent he was in, Wu Shan stretched out his arm, turned his wrist, and twisted his neck, feeling extremely comfortable.

However, when some memories of the pre-coma came flooding back, Wu Shan's calm heart immediately panicked.

Tearing open the quilt covering his body, Wu Shan looked at his left leg.

At the calf, the soul lock silk was quietly tied there, exactly the same as before he fell unconscious.

Wu Shan tried to move his toes and made a big thumb riding back two thumb movements.

As soon as his mind moved, Wu Shan's toes and thumbs had already made movements.

Sigh......

Really, sensing that his left foot was still there, Wushan felt as if he had come back to life.

The chest Chinese qi surged, and the soul lock silk flew back into the Nabao bag with a bang.

I took a look at the wound on the calf, it was all tender meat, and a faint scar was still on the calf, and it couldn't go away for a long time.

Wushan went down to the ground and walked two steps, only a slight feeling of discomfort and a slight pain.

No big deal!

Wushan, who came to this conclusion, walked out of the tent belonging to the medical camp and rushed to his own territory.

The thousand-person battalion belonging to Wushan has a bleak atmosphere at the moment, the soldiers are worried, and the entire camp is not a trace of life.

The original battalion of 1,000 people was now only 40 or 50 soldiers who were not seriously injured and were still squatting here, and the remaining 100 or so people are still receiving treatment in the medical camp.

"General!"

"General!"

"Brother Xingtian, hello!"

“……”

Wu Shan nodded to the soldiers who greeted him one by one, and after hearing the voice of the young man Tie Huai full of surprise, Wu Shan walked over.

At this moment, the young man Tie Huai, the missing ears have been bandaged, obviously after Wen Qi treatment, and there is no trace of blood exposed.

However, the scar on Tie Huai's face, from his eyebrows to his chin, made the young man look extremely hideous and terrifying.

Wu Shan sat down by the campfire and asked in a low voice.

"What about the other brothers?"

"Most of the brothers who came back together are still recuperating in the medical camp, and the brothers with minor injuries are here."

Tie Huai paused and said in a somewhat sad tone.

"Five brothers didn't hold on, go down!"

Wu Shan did not speak, and fell silent.

Staring at the barbecue on the bonfire, Wu Shan silently tore off a large piece, picked up the [Tapir Transformation Technique], and nibbled on it.

Wu Shan ate several large pieces of foreign beast meat in a row, and his whole body was full of essence, before he raised his head and asked Tie Huai.

"Did those brothers have any explanations before leaving?"

Tie Huai shook his head, and then showed a smile that moved Wu Shan.

"The brothers drank three bowls of fine wine and shouted that enough was enough, so they went down!"

"That's good!"

The three words 'That's good', Wu Shan said so weakly.

The gloomy clouds are gloomy, talking about the atmosphere of the pioneer camp where Wushan is located.

Even Wushan, the cavalry lieutenant, was also a little disheartened.