Orange Youjing's serious injury made the defense of the Jiufang side unoptimistic, and the king of Zhenbei had to urgently order the deputy chief soldier to temporarily take the post of chief soldier, and at the same time order the doctor to do his best to treat him, and at the same time urgently increase troops to that section of the city wall of the Jiufang country!

Hearing the news of the increase in troops, Orange Youjing was lying on the bed, and breathed a sigh of relief, and his purple face no longer looked so hideous! But at this time, he was already swollen, unconscious from the waist down, and couldn't stand up! It's not that he didn't want to stand up, but the poison in his body was originally adjusted in consideration of the physique of the innate master, and the detoxification was too late, and now he was terminally ill! At the moment when he personally supervised the battle and was assassinated on the high platform of the city wall, he had to stand firmly in the face of countless soldiers who saw this scene! He had to be loud and excited! He stood firmly on the city wall, his body straight, and only asked the doctor to temporarily bandage the wound, suppress the toxin with the universal highly toxic pill, and temporarily apply medicine to the wound with the doctor's temporary judgment of the nature of the toxin. He didn't dare to lie down and let the doctor check him, but used the innate true qi in his body to try to suppress the toxins in his body, but the galloping qi and blood on the battlefield made him unable to completely suppress it......

Stretching out his hand, Orange Youjing commanded, "Help ...... Help me up!"

"Your Excellency!"

"I said help me up!"

Listening to the stern, hideous voice but not much strength, the two pro-soldiers on the side had to carefully help their own adults.

"Fu ...... Help me to do the table...... Side!"

"Big—"

"Quick! I'm ...... I don't have time!"

"It's my lord!" said Orange Youjing was helped to sit at the table, and at this time, the poison in his heart had entered his heart, and he was completely relying on his innate skills to support it.

"Present...... Right now...... Call...... How's it going out there?" Orange Youkyo felt that he was having a hard time speaking, but he still had some things that he had to explain clearly: "Give ...... Call...... Prepare pen and ink for me!"

"Adult"

"Hurry!"

"Yes!"

Soon the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were brought in, at this time the best military doctor in the army, Doctor Liang was also invited, taking advantage of the gap between grinding ink, Doctor Liang, who gave Orange Youjing the pulse, shook his head slightly at several generals who rushed over, and the generals didn't know how to be good, so they could only watch the doctor feed Orange Youjing a few pills, and a few pieces of century-old ginseng.

With the old ginseng, with the help of the medicinal moisturization, Orange Youjing finally felt a little better, and he now has three articles to write, one is a letter to the king of Zhenbei, one is a letter to the imperial court, and one is a letter to his family. Although it is said that he is writing essays, but with his slightly trembling hands now, it is true that he can't write too many words, how good can a martial artist be? Orange Youjing thought about it for a while, and simply wrote a small poem to the king of Zhenbei with the brushstrokes that he didn't know how to be flat at all! And then the recital to the court and his family could only be as brief as possible.

After grinding the ink, Dr. Liang helped Ukyo Takuto dip the ink, and then stuffed the pen into Ukyo Orange's right hand—

This year's winter and cold spring alternate,

The assassination city is poisoned;

Looking at the past and thinking about the past,

Don't dare to repay the credit, only hard work.

The Shroud of Horse Leather is worried,

I hope that there will be incense in the grave in the coming year;

The pen is full of words,

Only with blood to reflect the heart!

Word by word was crooked, and Orange Youjing only felt that his eyes were glazed, and his eyes were ghosted, so he had to stop, close his eyes, but there was still no improvement, and his hands were trembling more and more!

"My lord!" a group of generals gathered around, and one of them quickly picked up the pen that had fallen on the ground and put it on the pen rest.

"I ...... Call...... I'm fine!" Ukyo Orange had to lean back in his chair, gasping for breath that he couldn't hear much.

After appeasing the generals, Orange Youjing looked around: "Good ...... Good doctor, you ...... The word is good! left...... Under...... You can write it for me!"

"But this—" Doctor Liang looked at Orange Youjing's face, knowing that this was the last time to return to light, so he had to pick up his pen.

"I said—you write, the first of the two is a ...... folded, and there was a family letter. ”

"My lord, let's write a letter to my family first!" suggested Dr. Liang.

"Chief Soldier of Chenyouzhou-" Hearing this, Doctor Liang had no choice but to take the paper, pick up the pen and continue to write!

The general army of Youzhou, the deputy capital of Youzhou, and the general of Hanbei, Orange Youjing, have this play:

At the turn of winter and spring this year, more than 100,000 people from all directions have directly committed crimes at the border passes! The ministers have been guarding the border passes, and so far they have been killed, with more than 10,000 casualties! However, the murderers are cunning, the wolf is ambitious, and the ministers are sloppy in the war, and they are stabbed by demons, and their bodies are broken, and they are left in the bed, and it is difficult for them to take up their duties.

I heard that more than 300,000 troops from Jixian and Shuiyue had attacked the wall for several days, and the losses of the Wang army were also quite heavy! I hope that the imperial court will send troops to rescue the country, so as to shake the prestige of the country!

Knock on the Holy Judge

Youzhou General Army, Youzhou Deputy Commander, Hanbei General Orange Youjing

XYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Next is the family letter, but Orange Youjing suddenly stopped, opened his eyes, and a drop of sweat dripped from his forehead. Seeing that drop of sweat, Dr. Liang suddenly felt that something was wrong, he quickly put down the pen and touched his forehead, which was terrifyingly hot! So Dr. Liang hurriedly called someone to help cover Orange Youjing's hot forehead with a wet towel.

Feeling the coolness on his forehead, Orange Youjing felt better, and his brain also recovered a little clear, which made him unconsciously recall the time when he asked his father what he called himself 'Youjing'.

He remembered that he was still an eight- or nine-year-old boy at that time, and his father was an ordinary general at the border of Youzhou. He asked his father where his name came from, and he said that he knew his mother when he entered the national capital, and his mother lived in a block to the right of the national capital, and the national capital was called the capital. For this reason, he was angry for many days, thinking that his father's name was too casual, but who would have expected that later, he and others competed for the position of the general army, and each other's merits were comparable, and in the end, the emperor actually decided to see that there was a word 'Jing' in his name!

After recalling his deceased father, Orange Youjing flashed in his mind the figure of his dying mother and wife and children at home. By the way, he also has the signature of the letter and the first two documents, which must be signed by himself.

"Bring the pen!" Orange Ukyo stretched out his hand tremblingly again.

"Your Excellency!"

"Signed...... Signature!" After saying this, Orange Youkyo only felt that he seemed to be more tired than killing the enemy for three days and three nights!

Holding the pen, he signed his name with a shake, three times in a row, each time more ugly than the other, what should have been a vigorous brushstroke, but crookedly, after writing the last drawing. Seeing his contribution to the imperial court, the signature of the letter from King Zhenbei and his family, Orange Youjing suddenly felt that his body seemed to be losing heat very quickly, and suddenly became extremely cold. So he raised his head with great difficulty, and at this time the good doctor in front of him seemed to have more ghosts, "Family letter, write!"

His eyes blinked, looking at the figure of Doctor Liang who seemed to be holding a pen, Orange Youjing opened his mouth, but found that his strength was also passing rapidly, and he quickly used all his strength to pop out sixteen words from his mouth: "The funeral is from the old, the shop belongs to the left army, the field belongs to the right army, and the fruit forest dowry." ”

Hearing these sixteen words, the generals all know that this is arranging the aftermath, Orange Youjing and his wife have a total of three children in this life, in addition to the ancestral house inherited by the eldest son, there is also a small village in the family, two shops, fifty acres of fruit forest, it is considered to have been handed over to the heirs, and there are all the generals and officials today as guarantees, and there is no way out.

Then Orange Youjing looked at the deputy chief soldier and the hands of the two were tightly clasped together, and then Orange Youjing's hands suddenly lost all their strength, and then drop by drop of salty liquid fell on it......

The snow finally stopped, and the sun shone on the snow, reflecting the silver-white brilliance, and as the snow stopped, the siege operations of Jiufang, Jixian, and Suigetsu also stopped temporarily. Taking advantage of the truce, the soldiers carried the body of Orange Youkyo out of the house at the border pass and placed it on the high platform used to command the city wall, which was higher than the other city walls. At this time, the wind on the high platform was still cold, but it was a little more refreshing than when the snow fell! Countless soldiers defending the city wore white cloths on their heads, looking at this high platform and watching their commanders' souls return to the blue!

They are all men from the border gates, and they do not have the habit of mothers-in-law and mothers, and the so-called two from the old ones are to follow the old practice and carry out sky burials! Only the men at the border gates will be cut into thin strips by special knives and axes and sent into the mouth of the eagle flying in the sky, which is not cruel but glorious in their eyes! Then their souls will fly with the eagle, soar in the nine skies, echo at the border, shelter the border pass, and protect the soldiers! The bones of their remaining corpses will be cremated and used to fertilize the soil between the walls, which will be used to make the soil that is not so fertile here fertile and become nourishing.

This is the border pass, perennial war; here is the border pass, the wind and frost are constant! This is the border pass, which can not accommodate the love of many children; this is the border pass is the place where the wolves have buried their bones for generations, and under this lonely and united city wall, the wolves who guard tear apart the tiger and the leopard, and forever nourish this land!

----------------------I'm the dividing line of the wolves of the north------------------------------------------

Listening to the other prisoners in the prison camp talking about the death of the general soldier of Orange Youjing, Que Deren ignored it, he was thinking about his own affairs. After days of fighting, he killed a lot of enemies in the acquired Bone Forging Realm and Viscera Realm, and one foot also stepped into the innate realm, and the most important thing is that according to the merits he has established, he can return to Yunzhou after the border passes settle down this time! It's just that in this environment now, how can he break through the innate without hindrance, and breaking through the innate in the battle is not a simple matter, at least he doesn't have the courage to give it a try, and even if he does, it is very likely that he will exhaust his potential due to lack of preparation and lack of experience.

But in the case of stepping into one foot congenitally, it doesn't mean that you can't enter the congenital inaccessibility, if you get up again to fight fiercely, you may force yourself to break through on the spot......

Thinking about it, Que Dexing felt that he was thinking too much, originally he had little chance of breaking through the innate situation, but now that he has a clear hope of making a breakthrough, he is already burning high incense!