"It doesn't have to be like this. Jiang Xiaoran is my soldier. Before setting off, I promised the emperor that no one from the two armies I will lead will die."
"To ensure nothing goes wrong, I will go rescue Jiang Xiaoran tonight. If Mr. Qiao really wants to help, just stay in the camp and follow the main army to attack the nearby city."
Once they break through the nearby city, Ye Siming's army can march to the city and approach the royal city.
However, there is a general guarding the nearby city. I heard that he has never been defeated in a battle and is also a famous and fierce general in the Jin Kingdom.
Qiao Xiuli frowned slightly and looked at the white bandages wrapped around his body.
"Are you sure you can do it? Your injuries look..."
He didn't say anything, but Ye Siming interrupted decisively: "It's not important, I don't feel it."
Qiao Xiuli was speechless for a moment.
He said nothing, nodded, and left.
After he left, Ye Siming tried to raise his arm.
No pain at all.
He also developed a set of boxing techniques of his own, with smooth moves and sharp movements.
It was as if he had never been injured, without any impact.
The so-called flesh wounds are like scratching an itch to him.
Even if it hurts my muscles and bones, I will only feel a slight discomfort.
That night, he went to rescue Jiang Xiaoran.
The Jin people used Jiang Xiaoran as bait and forced Ye Siming to stab himself twice, otherwise they would not hand over Jiang Xiaoran.
Ye Siming stabbed himself three times without changing his expression, frightening the Jin people into silence.
The Jin soldiers who were ambushing around them rushed up and planned to kill Ye Siming directly while he was weak!
However, Ye Siming was able to do it with ease, his body was bleeding profusely, and he could even carry a broken sword and kill three times while being surrounded by enemy troops!
Although he didn't see Jiang Xiaoran in the end.
But the Jin people seemed to have seen a ghost, seeing more and more corpses on the ground, but Ye Siming had no other injuries except the three knives he stabbed himself in!
They fled like shit.
Ye Siming wanted to pursue him again, but he lost too much blood and his physical strength was temporarily reduced.
He simply sat down and leaned against the tree to rest for a while, but he didn't want to fall asleep just like that.
When he woke up again, he was carried back to the camp by Lang Xu's army.
Ye Siming looked at his empty thumb at this moment.
He frowned deeply.
Has Gu Nuoer ever looked for him? Will he be anxious if he can't find him?
The young man who had always been calm and casual felt a little anxious in his heart.
After a while, the old military doctor was hurriedly led by Military Advisor Luo.
"Master Marquis, I found the finger ring you mentioned. It's here!" The old military doctor came in holding up the jade finger ring.
Ye Siming hurriedly walked up: "Where is the red rope with the ring?"
"This..." The old military doctor was in a dilemma.
Ye Siming suddenly frowned: "Answer me!"
Military Advisor Luo spoke helpfully: "Military doctor, just tell the Marquis! This will save him from being anxious and the wound will open again later!"
The old military doctor then spoke tremblingly: "The red rope has been..."
Ye Siming's voice became colder and colder: "Lost?"
"No...it's broken." The old military doctor took out two pieces of red rope from his sleeve.
Stained by Ye Siming's blood, the red rope lost its original bright luster and looked a bit dark.
He quickly took it in his hand and looked at it, frowning deeply.
What should I do? Can it still be used?
Ye Siming asked them to leave first.
Try to tie the broken red rope together and put it back on your hand.
However, when he tried to call Gu Nuoer's name——
But no one responded to him.
The red rope has lost its function of communication.