"Master Jiang, something is wrong...... Elder Ye stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, turned his head to look at the closed city gate behind him, and muttered.

Jiang Yang handed the water bladder in his hand to Elder Ye and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Elder Ye took a sip of water and said, "Where is the reason why we can't open the city gate and let us in?" We and these people who were slightly injured can hold on, but what about those who are seriously injured? ”

Following what Elder Ye pointed out, Jiang Yang saw nearly forty or fifty seriously injured people lying there in the distance from the wind.

Everyone looked in agony and kept whispering.

If it goes on like this, they won't last long.

"Was it the same in previous years?"

Elder Ye shook his head and said in a deep voice: "In previous years, it was arranged by Lord Guan, and all serious injuries were brought back for treatment first, even if those of us who had fought once, we could temporarily return to Zhennanguan to rest and fight again tomorrow!" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Yang thought about it and pursed his lips.

After a while, Jiang Yang got up and asked a few people to knock on the city gate with him.

Knock knock!

Because the gates were too heavy, the sound of knocking on the doors was particularly dull.

After a while, a faint voice came from inside: "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang Yang cleared his throat and said loudly: "My lord, I see that the battle situation ahead has eased, can you open the city gate and let us in, some seriously injured people can't hold on anymore and need to be treated immediately!" ”

There was silence for a moment, and then a different person spoke back, and this person's voice was extremely impatient: "We can't open the city gate without receiving an order from above, so you can wait." ”

After that, there was no reply.

When the people heard this, their hearts sank.

Seeing that knocking on the door and entering the city to no avail, Jiang Yang followed Elder Ye to those seriously injured and leaned over to check the injuries on their bodies. Although the ghost wolf is a ninth-order demon beast and its strength is not strong, it has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and it is not pleasant to be bitten by them and tear off a piece of flesh and blood.

But fortunately, there was the wound medicine distributed on the city wall before, and after the wounded were dressed, the bleeding stopped, but the condition did not improve, and several of them had no sound anymore, and they couldn't wake up no matter how they screamed.

Just when it was strange, a voice suddenly came:

"Elder Ye, Master Jiang."

When the two of them heard the sound, they saw the White Eagle Elder of the Eagle Claw Gate standing up from the crowd of wounded.

This time in the pioneer camp, their disciples of the Eagle Claw Sect were in the middle of the formation.

Even if it is a real lead, it is also the most violently attacked by the wolf.

Half of these seriously wounded were disciples of their Eagle Claw Sect.

Elder White Eagle came to check on the injuries of his disciples.

Elder White Eagle stepped over everyone and came to Jiang Yang and Elder Ye.

I saw that he looked resentful, a strand of white hair hung down between his forehead, and a white robe had already been dyed red by wolf blood, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Looking down, I saw his right fist clenched tightly.

Looking at the white eagle with this appearance, Jiang Yang and Elder Ye both subconsciously took a step back.

There was a festival before, and this white eagle wouldn't be thinking about it......

White Eagle walked up to the two of them, stretched out his right fist, and spread his five fingers.

In the palm of his hand lay a bottle of wound medicine that had just been distributed, stopping the bleeding.

Elder Ye was puzzled, "White Eagle, what do you mean by this?" ”

Bai Ying handed the hemostatic scatter to Jiang Yang and said, "Master Jiang is an expert in this area, you can see it at a glance. ”

Jiang Yang stretched out his hand to take the hemostatic powder in the palm of Elder White Eagle's palm, poured out a little white powder and looked at it, but he didn't see any doorway, put it in his nose and sniffed it, and finally licked a small bite, and then his face changed abruptly, "Blood withered grass!" ”

"What? Blood withered...... "Elder Ye snatched the hemostatic scatter and sniffed it too.

Then his expression was as unpopular as Jiang Yang's, and he was very shocked.

Blood withered grass, as its name suggests, has the effect of clotting blood.

A person who ingests the blood withered grass will have his blood clotted all over his body within a quarter of an hour.

It is like a stone, and the death is miserable.

The hemostatic powder that was issued was actually mixed with blood withered grass?

No wonder when Fang just checked, the wound of the wounded bleeding stopped so quickly after applying hemostatic dispersion.

"Xiaolu, Xiaolu, what's wrong with you? Wake up? Suddenly, there was a shout from the crowd.

Hearing the sound, everyone hurriedly walked over, Jiang Yang squatted down, stretched out his fingers, and put his fingers on the pulse of the injured man named Xiaolu.

After a moment, Jiang Yang opened his eyelids again and looked.

At this time, the person who had been taking care of him said in a panic: "Xiaolu was fine just now, and after I applied medicine to him, he ....."

The white eagle snatched the medicine in his hand, and when he saw it, it was the hemostasis.

The body of the old man, who was over half a hundred years old, began to tremble slightly, and he looked at the tall city wall in front of him, and his eyes turned red in an instant: "Damn, damn it....."

"Elder Ye do him a favor and help him ......"

Jiang Yang handed the path to Elder Ye and asked him to hold it, and then, in front of everyone, Jiang Yang picked up the water bladder, aimed at the wound on the path, and rinsed off the hemostatic powder that had just been applied on it.

Then he flipped his palm and took out a few bottles of pills from his Qiankun bag.

Break open the mouth of the path and stuff one in, and apply new medicine to the wound of the path.

After a few moments, Xiaolu's eyelids moved, and he woke up again.

The friend who took care of him saw this, burst into tears and smiled, and immediately knelt down: "Thank you...."

Elder Ye hurriedly stood up and shouted, "Everyone, throw away the hemostasis, there is a ....."

The word "poison" was not spoken, and Elder Ye held back...... Because there can be no more panic.

After this incident, Jiang Yang, Elder Ye, and White Eagle found a place with few people and plotted something in a low voice.

The white eagle clenched his fists, his eyes were fierce, and his voice trembled: "Our side fought bloodily in front, but unexpectedly, someone was stabbed in the back!" ”

Jiang Yang didn't speak, his face condensed.

Elder Ye looked at everyone and said, "Elder Xu and I have carefully checked it, in addition to the problem of hemostasis, there are also two kinds of medicine that are also problematic. ”

Hearing this, several people gasped.

A few people almost couldn't hold back, and they were about to use their magical powers immediately.

Slam the gate and go in and ask for clarification.

"What now? Without medicine, those wounded can only wait to die! ”

Someone hurriedly said: "Right now, although we old guys have their own refined pills, there are not many of them, what can we do?" ”

"I can provide the wound medicine!"

An abrupt voice came out, and the leaders of several sects looked for the sound.

I saw that it was the young little Taoist priest.

Most of the people in this group are old men with white beards, either heads or elders, except for Jiang Yang, who is around twenty years old.

"With so many people, how many pills can you have?"

Some people frowned and were sad.

Jiang Yang's robe waved, and the feet of several people were instantly filled with dense bottles, all kinds of things.

The corners of the man's mouth twitched..... You're carrying all your belongings on yourself, aren't you?

Jiang Yang didn't want to show his wealth like this, but Shangguan Feng had just finished refining the pill in the morning, and he easily put the pill into the Qiankun bag.

No more, no less, exactly more than 10,000 bottles.

At the moment, only a small part is taken out.

I haven't taken out the others yet, for fear of causing a scramble.

"Medicine, the poor are more ......"

"I understand, we won't let Master Jiang take out so many medicines for nothing, keep the account in advance, make a note, after this battle, we will personally come to the door to thank Master Jiang for his great kindness." Someone said.

"......" Jiang Yang nodded, and said: "It's okay, I will give all the pills to my apprentice Chu Ling'er in a while, and you can go to my apprentice to get it." ”

The crowd nodded.

After the problem of medicine was solved, Jiang Yang spoke again:

"Right now, block the news, and don't cause civil strife because of this matter!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

If the news of poison doping in the wound spreads, it will definitely cause chaos.

The white eagle pursed his black and purple lips, and suddenly said:

"We need to plan ahead!"

"What do you mean?"

Bai Ying said: "Twenty years ago, the Great Zhou and Southern Chu went to war, and in the first battle of Suiyang City, the Great Zhou pressed 200,000 troops, while Southern Chu only had 100,000, and there was a huge disparity in troops. Zhao Guoji, the general of Southern Chu, ordered 100,000 soldiers to prepare three days' rations and poured out of the city, and then ordered the city gate to be closed, and it could not be opened! In this battle, Nan Chu wins! ”

This is an old incident twenty years ago, after this war, Zhao Guoji became famous, but his reputation in the world is not very good, and there are many abusers in the world.

After hearing this story, everyone fell silent.

Today's situation is just like Suiyang City back then.

And these people are no different from those Southern Chu soldiers, in fact, they are not as good as the Southern Chu soldiers, at least Zhao Guoji will not poison the soldiers' wounds.