Lu Ming nodded and asked, "How many doctors do you have?"
"There were ten originally, but now there are only two left." Zhuoligetu said helplessly.
Lu Ming turned to Liu Yun behind him and said, "You bring all the sword students to help the doctors help everyone heal their wounds, and give the doctors the elixirs we brought together. I think they will know who needs it the most."
"Yes!" Liu Yun responded and started talking to the busy doctor.
"Sima Kong."
"exist."
"Now you will take people to the nearby blacksmith shop weapon store to purchase swords and armor, various healing medicines, and buy some war horses. You just need to remember two points. The equipment should be of high quality. The second is to spend all the money." After Lu Ming said that, he immediately took a big pocket and threw it to Sima Kong.
The horse's four hooves immediately stood up, and the sound of clamoring in his pocket shocked the soldiers, and his intuition told them that it was all very pleasant to collide gold and silver.
Zhuoligetu immediately stopped Lu Ming, "Brother, you..."
Lu Ming pushed his hand back and said, "I am in a hurry this time and I can't bring a lot of weapons. I think that Erdun may not expect that he would lose, so he should be in a hurry to purchase these weapons now."
"Yes, Lu Ming's meticulousness is indeed extraordinary." The Destruction Sword Saint exclaimed, and then said to everyone: "Although we won one game, we were completely defeated before. Erdun must not care about anything, but now we have some strength, and he must control all the things related to war around him, so it is important to purchase combat readiness as soon as possible. Alas! He is so old. He actually forgot this. Fortunately, Lu Ming is here!"
The Destruction Sword Saint smiled, and it was a little relaxed. The grassland warriors also admired this too young guy again.
Lu Ming knew very well that in a war where personal force could not completely crush the other party, the competition was people, equipment, and money!
War is a huge money-burning machine, and the purpose of initiating it is of course to get more.
Lu Ming's horse stood firm at the entrance of the tribe, looking around at the gathering place. There was no wood on the grassland. The defensive building was just a low wall made of earth, with some sharp objects such as broken porcelain fragments on it, and its defense effect was very limited. However, these were obviously newly built, and it seemed that the gathering place was not forbidden before.
However, Lu Ming did not care much about these things. In his opinion, the best way to defend is to attack. Now the victory of this battle can win more preparation time for himself. And some hesitant people will return.
This is a civil war among the tribe. Although the tribe divides blood ties, it can be regarded as a family after all.
Zhuo Ligetu led everyone into the big tent in the middle of the tribe. Although the tent was large, it was already very old, and there were several hideous holes cut out by the sword. The fat man was really thinking about sitting here, but when he saw the sword students brought by Lu Ming quickly sent food and boiling water to the weak warriors, he laughed happily, and then fell to sleep with a smile.
"You all hurry up and rest, I'll chat with Senior Sword Saint." Lu Ming said with a smile, but as soon as he finished speaking, Leng Jian and Nangong Huajian had already fallen asleep.
"Cough cough..." The Destruction Sword Saint covered his mouth with his hands and tried hard to suppress the cough, but his expression became even more ugly.
The Destruction Sword Saint saw Lu Ming walking to Zhuo Ligetu, then stretched out a hand, condensed into a fingerprint, and printed it on the fat man in the air.
With a buzz, the Destruction Sword Saint immediately sensed an invisible fluctuation from Lu Ming. This energy was not true energy, and it was very obscure, but every trace was so powerful that it was no longer a saint's taste, and it could be called a king!
The Destruction Sword Saint didn't know what kind of energy this was, but even the Destruction Sword Body in his body seemed too ordinary in front of this energy.
Moreover, under this energy, the wound on Zhuoligetu's body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and drops of black blood would seep out around the wound, which was the blood stasis of the internal injuries.
I don’t need any pills, and I can only repair my injuries in this way? Is it still so fast, and in this way used in the battle, I can recover my injuries in just a little time. This combat endurance can only be described as horror!
Even though he was like the Destruction Sword Saint, he was quite shocked at this moment. Then he immediately sensed that Lu Ming divided this powerful but obscure energy into two more channels, covering Leng Jian and Nangong Huajian, and their bodies recovered. Although they were asleep, the true qi in their bodies began to flow on their own, which was a manifestation of restoring the true qi.
When these three little guys wake up, they will not only be full of energy, but also their combat power will be completely restored!
Although the Destruction Sword Saint had known that Lu Ming had a lot of flowers, he was still shocked at this moment. When he saw Lu Ming withdraw his fingerprints and turn around and walk towards him, the Destruction Sword Saint could not help but feel a little nervous. He knew that he was going to use his physical injuries to witness the moment when this miracle was born.
"Ahem..."
On the other side of the grassland, Erdun, whose rough face was covered with beards, coughed violently, with a sick flush on his face. He didn't feel comfortable until a large mouthful of black blood was sprayed, but as long as he thought of the mysterious cavalry, he could not control his anger.
I was so close to victory that I almost had the fruit of victory in my pocket, but how did these damn Central Plains people come from? They completely disrupted my plan!
Erdun hammered the table in front of him fiercely, and only then did he vent his anger.
At this time, a strong young man with a big sword on his back walked into the tent, and said with a bad look: "Sir, we lost a total of 300 people this time, but more than 500 war horses were lost. Especially the cowards of the Aba tribe, they actually threw all the war horses on the battlefield when they retreated. I think they must have done this intentionally."
"No." Although Erdun was very angry, he still said flatly.
The young man continued, "Sir, don't forget that when the chief was killed by you with strong combat power, the Aba tribe was the first to submit to you, which shows that theirs were as weak as the weeds on the grassland and would only fall with the wind."
"But this is at least certain. In the face of my strength, they have no choice, otherwise they will definitely be dead." Erdun said with a grim smile.
"But what should we do next? It takes three days for the soldiers to fix it to have the strongest combat power, but the fat man Zhuoligetu will also fix it. If he fights again, more people will definitely die."
The young man narrowed his eyes and said, "It's better to spend money to hire a killer and assassinate the fat man. The chief's lineage will disappear, and the Dalgan warriors will inevitably surrender to us."
"No, the Dalks are the most loyal soldiers of the chief. They will not surrender. What I want now is that they all die, so that there will be no need to pull up another group of rebels in the future!"
Erdun said viciously, "Don't hire killers for the time being. There are not many top killers on the entire continent who are opponents of the Destruction Sword Saint. This can only waste our few resources. What we have to do now is to waste them, so that they have no food or water to drink, and to waste them little by little, so that they can surrender to me. I am going to fight this war for the first half of a year!"
The young man frowned: "But the side of Dahan..."
"Don't worry, even for ten years, the Khan will not ask about it." Erdun said confidently: "You go and let the Aba tribe guard the water source now. Don't worry, even if these guys still have the same intentions, they will definitely submit to me in a few days."
The young man thought about it and felt relieved. After all, after guarding the water source, the Aba tribe will definitely fight with the Dalgan tribe. As long as they fight, they will inevitably make enemies. Moreover, there are relatives within the tribe. Once this enemies are formed, they cannot be solved. The lord is indeed meticulous!
Erdun took out a jade box and said, "There are two treasures here. I asked someone to buy them from Zhongyuan for a lot of money. Dahan likes things in Zhongyuan very much. I want to heal my wounds now, so you can go on a trip for me. Then you have to find a chance to meet my sister, let her blow the wind beside Dahan's ears, and let him secretly transfer me a thousand parade soldiers outside the Great Wall. I want to strangle all the possible contacts that fat man has with the outside world to death!"
"Don't worry, sir, I must..."
As soon as the young man reached out to receive the treasure, he suddenly felt that the heaven and earth suddenly trembled. With his peak swordsman's realm, he could not stand firm and fell to the ground.
Erdun's expression immediately changed, and he felt his legs were weak, as if a sheep had seen a wild wolf. His eyes suddenly glared, and his luck stood up, rushed out of the tent at an incredible speed, and was stunned.
The young man found something wrong, struggled to get up and run out, and was stunned. In front of him, a thick columnar sword energy soared into the sky, tearing open the thick dark clouds hanging low in the sky, reflecting the strong and cold light throughout the sky.
"Big... Sir, what is that?" the young man asked tremblingly, his tone of voice was even worse than crying.
Erdun's face turned pale, and all the depth of planning before disappeared without a trace. He turned around dejectedly, took the treasure in the hands of the young man, and said weakly: "Natur, I'll send this thing. At this time, it's time for Dahan to come forward and talk about the possibility of reconciliation."
Seeing the sudden depressedness of the lord, Duer was stunned, "Sir, but... we are almost successful now!" (To be continued...)