The soldiers also looked painful, and some of the big men even shed tears, they knew how stubborn and unruly the world was in the eyes of outsiders!

But no matter what, the prince is wholeheartedly for their sake, and he doesn't want them to be wronged, otherwise he wouldn't have killed the two women because the people only remembered the good of Miss Song and not the good of the soldiers.

Ning Yuanhou was full of hatred in his heart and his eyes were firm, he must avenge his son!

His own mother was killed by Chu Ba, and his own child was also killed by Song Ling.

What's the point of staying alone?

Yue Ling and Yue Ru looked at Ning Yuanhou's sad appearance, and they didn't feel good in their hearts. At this time, the moon spirit was so sad that tears kept falling.

Ning Yuanhou's figure trembled slightly, and then he looked at everyone, although he was in tears, he still said extremely firmly: "I have to avenge this revenge!"

Seeing this, although Yueru felt extremely uncomfortable, she still opened her mouth to persuade and said: "Master Hou, Lord Shi said that you should not take revenge, this is Lord Shizi's last words, Master Hou, please think twice." ”

Although Yueru knew that her persuasion would not work now, this was the last task of the prince after all.

Marquis Ning Yuan didn't listen to Yueru's words at all, but hurriedly called: "Sun Xiong, soldiers, are you willing to avenge Ning Zeyuan? We can't catch the net and die, when can we stop absconding like this? It's better to fight and avenge my son!"

When Sun Xiong and the soldiers heard this, they were cold at first, and then their expressions became extremely solemn, and they all looked serious, and said in unison: "Yes!

Everyone looked determined, and at the same time extraordinarily determined.

At this moment, Ning Yuanhou's expression was solemn and sad, as if he was ten years old, and said, "Let's go, let's bury my child." ”

The group lowered their heads and followed behind, watching Ning Zeyuan being carried into the house, and ordered someone to quickly build the coffin.

After all, there is a lot of strength in people, and Ning Zeyuan's coffin was built quickly, and it was originally necessary to place it for a few more days and set up a mourning hall according to common sense.

Now is a special period, Ning Yuanhou is eager for revenge, and he is afraid that Ning Zeyuan will not be able to enter the ground for peace, so he prepared everything in advance.

The group carried the coffin and soon entered the woods, and under the signal of Ning Yuanhou, everyone buried Ning Zeyuan on the highest hillside in the woods.

Marquis Ning Yuan looked at the tombstone and said, "The child is sorry for you for his father, so he can only bury you here." Don't blame your father, is it good, because your father wants to avenge you!"

After Ning Yuanhou finished speaking, he looked at the soldiers and said, "Today, we will recharge our energy and carry out the next battle! Yueru and Yueling, you treat your wounds well!"

Yueru and Yueling couldn't be dissuaded, so they had to nod, and the group dispersed.

Ning Yuanhou was still here looking at the tombstone stupidly, and finally as if he had put down something, he resolutely walked to the barracks

At that time, Jinzhong City.

At this time, Song Ling fell to the ground with Chu Linyuan in his arms, and hurriedly called: "Military doctor!

While shouting, he carried Chu Linyuan into the military tent and was about to put it on the bed.

The military doctor also heard the anxiety in Song Ling's tone, and hurriedly ran to Song Ling's military tent with the medicine box.

Mo Yu also heard what Song Ling said, and felt a little uneasy in his heart, and hurriedly rushed to Song Ling's military tent.

Originally, Moyu was going to follow Chu Linyuan to the battlefield today, but there was something to be busy with temporarily, and Song Ling and the others had the chance to win this battle, so Moyu stayed.

But now it seems that something must have happened, right? Otherwise, why are you so anxious?

Mo Yu hurriedly opened the military tent and walked in, while Song Ling carefully put Chu Linyuan on the couch, and the military doctor also happened to arrive.

The military doctor looked at the blood all over the ground, his face turned white, it seemed that this matter was tricky, and he didn't allow the military doctor to think about it and immediately went to Chu Linyuan's side.

Mo Yu looked at Chu Linyuan, who was dying, and his heart was turbulent, why did the prince do this? Mo Yu's expression couldn't help but become nervous.

"General Song, why is this happening?" Mo Yu asked suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief.

Song Ling heard Mo Yu's words, then sighed, looked at Mo Yu and said, "This is a long story, let's see what the military doctor says." ”

On the other side, the military doctor hurriedly took out a silver needle and pierced it on Chu Linyuan's body, sealing the acupuncture points, so that his wound would no longer have blood stains.

Immediately, the military doctor took out his precious pill again, sighed and said, "Now, you finally have to use it where you should use it." ”

This pill is a pill developed by military doctors painstakingly to restore some vitality to patients.

It's just that this military doctor has been useless, and now it is the first time to use it.

The military doctor then turned his head to Song Ling and said, "General Pingyuan, General Moyu, you quickly help me take off the prince's shirt." ”

Song Ling and Mo Yu nodded immediately, Mo Yu hurriedly helped Chu Linyuan, Song Ling couldn't care too much and quickly took off Chu Linyuan's shirt, Song Ling looked at the blackened plasma around the sword mouth in Chu Linyuan's heart, and couldn't help but redden.

Mo Yu looked at Song Ling with a sad face, and didn't need to think much to know how hideous and terrifying the prince's wound was, and hurriedly put Chu Linyuan on the bed. Song Ling turned his head to the military doctor and said, "Military doctor, you must save him." ”

The military doctor nodded immediately, the soldier had already prepared hot water and put it aside, the military doctor immediately wet it with a cotton handkerchief, wiped the dirty blood around the wound and waited for it to be wiped clean, and then disinfected it with special medicinal water, looking at Chu Linyuan's original muscles turned over.

Sure enough, it's terrifying.

The medic took out the silver needle and thread, passed it over the flame of the candle, and immediately threaded the needle.

Seeing this, Song Ling's eyebrows tightened together, and he gritted his teeth and watched as the military doctor took the needle and prepared to pierce Chu Linyuan's skin.

Through that ray of sunlight, the military doctor puffed through Chu Linyuan's skin, and sewed Chu Linyuan's skin like sewing clothes, and the white skin and the black thread formed a sharp contrast.

The military doctor finally finished threading, spit out a breath of turbidity, quickly put down the needle, and rubbed his hand back and forth on his clothes a few times to wipe off the sweat stains on his hands.

And during this whole process, Chu Linyuan didn't move once, and his face was even expressionless.

When the military doctor saw this, he immediately took out the medicinal herbs and said, "General Pingyuan, please boil some decoction." ”

When Song Ling heard this, he nodded again and again, and immediately went outside to soak the medicinal herbs, and stayed at the place where the medicine was boiled with a worried face.

Seeing this, the military doctor also hurriedly pulled out the silver needle on Chu Linyuan's body, and then inserted it in different acupuncture points on his body, constantly changing the position of the silver needle, and after a while, Chu Linyuan frowned tightly to indicate that he was somewhat conscious.