Zheng Puguan could not take care of these arrows at all.
He no longer had his previous pride and confidence, and he had confirmed that this market was completely different from the previous dyeing workshop.
He felt that no one in this city was more wiser and better at fighting than him. However, it was the wisdom of these individuals who seemed to him to be mentally retarded, under the impact of their amazing fighting will, this ambush
The circle is already very deadly to him.
If he could not break out of the ambush circle preset by the Tang army as soon as possible, he felt that he would die.
In his opinion, these arrows were very shallow in the flesh, and the wounds brought were nothing compared to the ulceration of his body and the mercury that was seeping into his blood.
He needs some time to heal his wounds.
He must wait for his true energy to repair his severely damaged eyes.
So when these arrows approached, he just protected his own face and prevented his eyes from being hurt more.
Arrows kept falling on Zheng Puguan.
Zheng Puguan seemed to have turned into a hedgehog.
Looking at the arrows piercing Zheng Puguan's flesh and blood as planned, the pharmacist who proposed the plan did not cheer, and there was no joy on his face, and instead crystal tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
His residence is near the dyeing workshop.
He is still alive, but news has been heard before that everyone in his family, including his children, has died in the massacre before Zheng Puguan.
Zheng Puguan's feet were trampling wildly in the hot residual fire of the ashes, and the arrows that pierced his flesh and blood were almost blown away from him in a few breaths.
The subsequent arrows could not catch up with him, and he soon escaped from the range.
He retreated along the way of setting fire to the gate of the city he had arrived before.
He kept the location of the dyeing workshop in his heart, and he was sure that on this flame-filled road, no matter how many means the military of this era had, there would not be enough time to organize such an ambush.
However, at this moment, he discovered an abnormality in his body.
The surrounding houses are still burning.
His feet even stepped on the hot charcoal fire from time to time.
The bricks and stones kept bursting because the temperature was too high.
Especially the burning smoke kept piercing into his lungs. However, he, who was running wildly on such a road, was probably even more uncomfortable, but instead felt a cool feeling all over his body.
In those places where the collapsed and the bubbles formed by the continuous oozing of body fluids, some snowflakes seemed to be melting, lowering the temperature of his entire body, and even making him shocked.
A unique medicinal power pierced his flesh and blood, causing the severe pain to disappear continuously.
This feeling even made him stunned.
Then, incomprehensible emotions rose in his mind.
He felt that this medicine came from the arrow just now.
But even though he had amazing wisdom and computing power, he could not guess the pharmacist's thoughts in such a very short time.
And in the next moment, he felt the coolness flowing on his skin seemed a little different.
It was like water was constantly sliding down his skin.
Between the next breath, a panic howling sounded in his throat.
He is not an ordinary person after all.
He reacted completely.
That's blood.
The blood in his body was constantly flowing out of the wound, and the blood deep in his body covered his skin, as if it had become????????????
????? His cooling agent was crossing the fire at this time.
"Analgesics? Anticoagulants?"
Words that seemed somewhat ancient echoed in his mind.
When the old era collapsed and the entire era was forced to enter the era of cultivation, monks with powerful true energy could not use drugs like this at all.
This kind of medicine is not even considered a spiritual medicine in the world of cultivation.
However, today, this drug was actually used to deal with him?
What scared him even more was that this method was extremely effective for him.
His true energy kept soaking towards the wound, constantly nourishing the body, allowing his flesh to be reborn. However, at the same time, the true energy made the blood flow more violently, and the wound that could not be restrained was like a reservoir embankment.
The breaking point.
The small wounds of ordinary people are at most sliver of blood, but in his small wounds, the blood is like a small stream of spring water constantly gushing out.
Although the true energy in his body kept causing him to produce fresh blood, he began to clearly feel that his true energy was being consumed quickly.
Even for this city, the true energy in his body was as powerful as a sea, but even a sea could not withstand countless broken holes that were venting floods at an astonishing speed.
In this city, his true energy cannot be replenished at all.
He is not afraid of damage to his body, but he is afraid of using up his true energy.
Just like a powerful base station, without energy support, it is a bunch of useless rags.
It was at this moment that he heard cheers coming from a distance.
He could not see his body, but those fearlessly chasing him and those who appeared on his retreat could clearly see his current physical condition.
Now Zheng Puguan has completely become a bloody man.
The countless wounds on his body were like countless springs.
The blood flowing from his body even wiped out the charcoal fire under his feet.
Amid the suppressed but unsuppressed cheers, he heard the violent sound of horse hooves.
Listening to the origin of those sounds, he knew that it was a new cavalry that came, and relying on his familiarity with the streets and alleys in the city, he found a shortcut to cut off his retreat.
And he could hear that he didn't know what method this cavalry used. The roar and breathing of the war horses were obviously different, and their running speed was also very wrong.
They ran violently.
Dongdongdongdongdong...
Before more thoughts arose in his mind, he heard a strange sound of shaking bowstrings.
The longbows of these cavalrymen seem to be different from ordinary longbows, and they do not seem to be ordinary arrows.
When the howling sound of breaking through the air fell around him, he sensed it as he ran. It was a bunch of east and west wrapped in unknown what??????????????????????????.
"What's it again! What's the means?"
He was frightened and furious. The violent rage of the war horses seemed to be spreading to him. Such a roar was heard from his throat that even people from several miles away could hear it clearly.
He dodged as much as possible from what fell.
He no longer dared to touch everything in this city with his body easily.
However, the things in these packages spilled out.
They floated in the air, emitting a familiar smell.
The powder fell on him, and the moment he touched his skin, it was like a greedy evil beast sucking his blood and flesh, and then corroding his body and will.
His body was a little numb because of the ointments and could not feel pain, but the heat brought by the powder and the familiar smell brought by the breath made him clearly judge what it was.
lime!
It's lime again!
"It's lime again!"
He didn't want to shout.
However, at this moment, he roared uncontrollably, "It's lime again, you use this kind of thing again, how many lime do you have?"
Today's city is full of blood and tragic.
However, when he heard his roar, many soldiers and ordinary people who were silent and constantly approaching him could not help but sneer a sneer on the corners of their mouths.
Lime, there are as many as you want.
There is a section of the courtyard wall in the streets and alleys, and a newly-launched house, I don’t know how much lime is needed.
After today, if these burned and damaged houses are to be rebuilt, I don’t know how much lime is needed.
Just a lime piled up in a warehouse that collapsed not far away, I don’t know how many Zheng Puguans could be buried.