(PS: This chapter is nearly 5,000 words, well, in fact, it was originally more than 5,000 words, but it was condensed and deleted by the tanuki, and it is a chapter, and it is also the second and third more combined chapters!...... It's finally done...... ）

The little nun's courage is commendable, but her thin stick alone naturally can't stop anything. What should have happened will still happen...... But for now, let's take our eyes off here and look elsewhere.

Soon, half a month had passed since the day Don disappeared. For some things, it's time for a periodic summary report......

Brando, Royal Hospital.

Just by looking at the name, you can see the meaning of the address. It may not be the best place to heal wounds, but it is certainly the most luxurious sanctuary in the world.

It's a pity that no matter how exquisite the architecture, no matter how luxurious the bedding, no matter how advanced the stove, it can't dissipate the cold and cold that envelops here. On that luxurious hospital bed, the old man with a thin body, his old face was still as white as paper, and he trembled slightly from time to time like in an ice cellar, like a faint flame in the cold rain, about to be extinguished......

Who would have thought that this thin old man who was in his last years and was about to finish his life would have his true identity as Wu Ding, the sword god who had been across the continent for hundreds of years and had never been invincible under the sword?

This time is a sword!

He never hesitates to draw scars on every creature, even if he is an ordinary wild man in the mountains, even if he is a strong man who shakes the past and the present, without exception......

"Master...... You'll be fine, you'll be cured! The royal court has ordered the search for famous doctors from all over the world, and there must be a way...... By the way, His Majesty also personally wrote to the Pope of the Temple. They're going to send someone over right away......"

"Alright. I don't know the hypocrisy of those gods. Wait for them to come...... Not to mention the way I look now. Gods and demons are helpless. Even if they have a way to treat it, they can't wait until I die......" Compared with Haita, who was full of panic and chaos in front of the hospital bed, Wooding's expression was much calmer, and his tone was flat, as if he was not talking about himself.

However, this is basically the truth. Wooding knows his physical condition best, birth, old age, sickness and death, this is natural common sense. As long as it is human, it cannot be avoided. Even if there is no battle on the river, he will not have much time to live. Not to mention that now it's a lose-lose battle with Bamutu......

The oil is running out and the lamp is dry, this is the most accurate description of Woodin's current physical condition. This kind of injury, the medical manpower is no longer able to recover. In fact, if it weren't for Wu Ding's cultivation against the sky, he suppressed the explosion of injuries in his body, and his body would have been cold a long time ago...... Of course, living to his realm, he has no fear of life and death. No, I haven't forgotten to degrade the Temple of Light, which has always been unsightly......

However, Haita didn't see it so much, and when he heard this, he instantly shouted excitedly: "They dare-"

"Alright, alright. Woodin interrupted with another wave of his hand. Looking at Wensling, who had lowered his hand and bowed his head after coming here, and was silent but had a dusty look on his body, he asked calmly. "The chase was unsuccessful?"

Wenslin bowed his head in shame and whispered, "It's almost successful...... Nabamutu should also be looking for Donne, who has not been far from the vicinity of the Lenau River lately. After more than ten days of siege and killing, we saw that we were about to drag him to death completely, but suddenly his whereabouts disappeared......"

"That is to reach the tipping point, and I have to give up and flee. Nodding lightly, Wu Ding looked unsurprised, and sighed with emotion, "It seems that the beast also has the advantage of the beast...... Although the sacrificial cultivation method of the Northern Wilderness tribe has countless drawbacks, it is extremely strong in improving its external physique, which is commendable. ”

Hearing this, Wen Sling couldn't help but nodded, his expression a little unconcealed in horror. After this period of pursuit, he can be regarded as truly seeing the metamorphosis of Bamutu. Even if they couldn't use their real strength, the siege team formed by their masters couldn't break through the defense of the opponent's terrifying body like a demonic beast, but was rampaged by the opponent and crushed it unspeakably......

"And what about Donn? Bamutu hasn't been found, and you don't have any news?"

"Not at all. Wincelyn shook his head, "I used my family and royal connections to hang his wanted portrait all over the south of Lan in the shortest possible time, but so far, there is no news. ”

"Oh......" Wooding sighed lightly, his expression a little complicated, "That's really, it's a pity......"

Snorting coldly, Haita said in a cold voice: "This traitor! not only colluded with the barbarians to make enemies of Bran, but also recruited Bamutu to harm you...... Hmph, it's best to die, it's not worth a pity!"

On the side, Wen Ce Lin, listening to Wu Ding's strange tone, was slightly stunned: "Master, what do you mean...... He's not dead?how could it be?!"

Wu Ding didn't answer directly, but shook his head noncommittally: "Xiao Tang's martial arts talent is indeed rare in my life, at that time, the battle on the river, I and Bamutu were separated from the moment of life and death......" paused, recalling the shocking moment when Tang En made a move to freeze a sword and annihilate the world, pondered for a moment, and still shook his head inexplicably, "He changed the situation of the battle, and he should have found his own unique martial arts." If he can really continue to cultivate unharmed, he will definitely surpass everyone and become the new martial arts king of this continent! So if he dies, it's a pity!"

After a pause, he continued, "Of course, he is Bran's enemy now, after all. If you do die, it's a good thing. I'm afraid he's not dead...... Now that more than half a month has passed, if he successfully escapes from the spatial turbulence, and we can't find him on our side, then there will be no chance to kill him...... So it's a pity!"

"No, no, he's ...... injured."

"It doesn't matter. As long as he doesn't die, in terms of survival ability, he is much stronger than me than Bamutu. ”

Haita and Wensling couldn't help but be silent when they heard this, it was a fact. They had all seen and even tried Tang's methods, as long as they didn't close their eyes, even if they were seriously injured, even if he was in Brannan now, they didn't have the slightest confidence to search each other out.

"Okay, let's not mention him. You shouldn't be too concerned about him, the most important thing right now is the situation in Bran. Woodin looked up at the two of them and asked, "I remember that when I went, the military had already transferred the army to the north to suppress it. Now that half a month has passed, how is the battle going over there? Has the Grey Army suppressed it?"

opened his mouth. Haita and Wensling glanced at each other. It's all bowed.

This. Is it truly silent......

......

......

At this time, in a plain in the northern hinterland, a key battle has come to an end.

The mountains are full of corpses, and they are lying down in a variety of forms. The unbridled red blood stained the weeds and white flowers, and also stained the deep earth. The cold wind swept by, and the broken blade trembled slightly, and sang in a low voice......

The winner is self-evident, as the victors have already begun to enter the battlefield of cleanup. If there is a person who knows a little about military common sense here. Looking at the well-retracted blades, the standard armor on the corpses, and the large war equipment that was dragged to the rear, etc., especially the battle flags on the ground that were constantly stepped on, you should be able to recognize these corpses that are being dug and buried collectively.

Yes, this is what Wooding said, the Bran military department was transferred from the south to suppress the main army of the Gray Army. But judging from the current situation, well, fate is not very good......

"Haha...... This battle is certain, and all the towns and cities within a radius of 100 miles will be under our control!"

"This is Bran's main army? haha. It seems that the combat power is only like that......"

"Are you embarrassed to brag? It's easy to say, try it out if you're in charge......"

"Where's Miss Lansha?"

"What Miss. It has to be called Marshal Lansha...... Uh, good chief!"

In the front-line command headquarters, seeing that they had won another key battle, the generals and leading officers of the gray-clothed army were extremely excited, either laughing and praising in the sky, or boasting openly, and the atmosphere was lively and noisy. Even when the leader, Josia, walked in from outside the tent, the crowd was unaware.

Waving his hand to stop the forgetful officer, he bowed down to apologize, Josia glanced at the slightly quieter room, and finally looked at Frey, "Miss Lansha is not here?"

"I just went out, maybe I went to observe the battlefield, and there is still a small part of the remnants of Bran's army that have not been wiped out...... The leader has something to do with her, and I'm going to send someone to inform her. ”

"Oh, nothing ......"

A few miles outside the tent, Lansha did not observe the battlefield as Frey said, but turned into a small forest in a good mood.

"Ha, Grandpa Bamutu, you're finally back......" Looking at Bamutu, who turned out from behind the tree and couldn't hide his sluggish expression, Lansha waved his hand and said hello, and his feet slammed to the ground. Scanning the left and right around Bamutu, it was empty...... Realizing something, the smile that had just appeared at the corner of his mouth disappeared in an instant, his body swayed slightly, he looked up, the white swaying light, and the dizziness rushed like a tide......

“...... Sorry girl, Don is gone......"

......

Lansha didn't know what he heard afterwards or how he got out of the grove. Staggered, and the soldiers around him saluted and greeted him, but he completely ignored and ignored them. In my drowsy mind, there was only one voice that kept circling back and forth......

Don is gone...... Don is gone......

How could it not be seen?

You have broken through the Northern Wilderness tribe, you have also stayed in the imperial city, and you have also entered the military camp tent, why is it missing now......

Didn't you bring me here, why are you hiding now......

Not the ...... promised me Will you come back safely......

Swindler......

......

"Miss Lansha...... Miss Lansha...... Lansha?"

Far and near, sometimes clear and sometimes faint bursts of calls came into his ears, Lan Sha must have been stunned, and then he realized that he didn't know when, he had returned to the temporary headquarters. Frey, who was standing in front of her, was looking at her worriedly. Turning her head, Josia, who frowned slightly, held her arm, her eyes puzzled.

He took a slight breath and looked calm: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Miss Lansha, you just ......"

Looking at Josia's inexplicable face fixedly, he paused, and Lan Sha looked away casually: "I'm sorry, I was thinking about the tactical arrangement just now, so I ......" shrugged his shoulders, understated, and said a word. As promised, this is a secret that belongs to both of us. I'm not like you, I'm not a liar. So, I'm going to keep this secret for you......

In addition to commanding the battle, Lansha's attitude has always been cold, and Frey and the others are also used to it, "Oh, it's okay." By the way, the leader just said he was looking for you......"

Hearing this, Lan Sha turned his head again, looked at Josia suspiciously, and asked directly, "Something?"

Subconsciously shook his head: "It's nothing important......" Actually, Josia wanted to ask. That is, the news about Donn. No one is stupid. Josia is even less so. Although I was deceived by Lan Sha's superb acting skills for the first time before, it is impossible to say that I have no suspicions. Now Don has been out for more than a month, and he hasn't returned for a long time. Josia feels more and more that there is something wrong with this, and has been testing Lansha a lot lately......

"That's right, I have something to ask you. Suddenly thinking of something, Lan Sha, who was about to turn around, paused, turned his head, and asked calmly. "I'm now the commander in chief, right?"

"Of course. ”

"As a commander in the army, it's not too much to give some orders about the war, right?"

“...... What the hell are you trying to say?" Josia asked, frowning.

Lan Sha didn't answer, looked at Frey to the side, and then asked, "How many enemy prisoners of war have our army captured in this battle?"

"Uh...... The exact number has not yet had time to be counted, but it is probably ...... There are about 3,000 of them. If you take the encirclement and still resist stubbornly, there should be more......" Although it was a little inexplicable, Frello thought about it. Still gives the approximate number jù.

Nodding, "Okay." Soldiers are fast. In the next few days, we will take over all the towns and towns within a radius of 100 miles before the arrival of Bran's reinforcements. So I ordered......"

After a pause, he said with a blank face, "Kill all the captives on the spot and march lightly." ”

"Huh?!"

"All...... Kill them all?"

"Do it...... Uh, no......"

Although under the layers of Lansha, everyone has subconsciously made a psychological preparation. But when he really heard Lan Sha's big intentions, the audience couldn't help but feel an uproar, and the sound of gasping and cooling air instantly came and went.

If two armies face each other on the battlefield, no matter how many enemies are killed, no one will say anything. Rather, it's a personal demonstration of one's ability, and you'll be rewarded with praise. But after the war, the people were killed, or the prisoners who had surrendered, or the three thousand people who were alive......

At this moment, even the generals and leading officers who were accustomed to seeing the bloody rain and bloody wind looked at the beautiful Lan Sha in front of them, and they were unconsciously a little more afraid and jealous in their eyes.

This Nima, sure enough, you can't just look at people by their appearance......

"I don't agree!" Josia instantly frowned and vetoed, "The killing is unknown. And once the word gets out, what will the people think of the Gray Army? Do you dare to support us?"

"Then let them go, and return some weapons. Then just make up a reason to rebel and kill ...... How?"

"What's the difference between you doing that and killing it out—"

"I'm the commander in chief! This is not an order—it's an order!" "I roared violently, and Lan Sha suddenly erupted without warning, instantly making the field silent.

Not frightened, shocked. All the gray-clothed generals and leading officers, including Josia and Frey, have never seen Lan Sha, who is usually arrogant and cold, calm and calm in wartime, since the beginning of the contact, and have had such strong emotional fluctuations?

"Whew...... Sorry, gaffe. After the outbreak, Lansha instantly realized the problem of love, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and looked at the stunned Josia and chuckled, "That's what I mean, it won't change." Of course, you are the leader of the Grey Army, and you are the greatest...... That's it, I'm tired, go rest first. ”

Bow slightly, salute, and turn away. After walking a few steps, he paused and didn't reply, "General Frey, please be responsible for cleaning up the battlefield and cleaning up the army." An hour later, the army set out and attacked!"

When the words fell, he left the subconscious salute and left directly.

...... I don't believe you're going to die so lightly, I'll be here waiting for you to come back, but before you come back, I'll die for you and avenge you!

......

After a moment, the "Leader ......" came back to his senses, and Frey looked at Josia with a little hesitation, taking the lead in breaking the silence and waiting for a decision.

Of course, it was not a decision to clean up the battlefield and purge the army. It's the bloody decision to kill those 3,000 captives!

"I've never been here, you-" Josia pursed her lips as she watched Arashia disappear, and turned to leave as well, "I'll do it myself." ”

Josia chose to leave, and there were no more civilian high-level officers of the Gray Army in the field, only this group of actual combat generals and leading officers remained. And soldiers, of course, must obey the orders of their superiors. In this way, the so-called meaning of doing it yourself is self-evident......

"Yes. Frey subconsciously licked his lips, revealing a bit of bloodthirsty hideousness, "Skinny Monkey, give you a quarter of an hour to find some brothers with tight mouths to come and gather." Everybody goes...... When I'm done, I'll invite everyone to drink!"

............ (To be continued......)