Chu Qing didn't know when he had this long-cherished wish. Perhaps in his time, most people had this long-cherished wish.
But this was just a long-cherished wish, and Chu Qing had to be thankful that he had this opportunity to fulfill his long-cherished wish.
"Come aboard."
With a gentle sound of boarding, Chu Qing stepped into the boat and was the first to board the Mo Family Revenge.
I have to sigh with emotion, the name Mohist Revenge is well chosen.
There are only a few ships named by Chu Qing Zheng'er, and now the only one left alive is the Mohist Revenge.
The original intention of this battle was revenge. What's more worth mentioning is that both the flying wings, the divine arm crossbow, the bed crossbow, and the gunpowder crossbow were all made by the Mohist family.
The Mohist family made a magical weapon, and Chu Qing used it to take revenge!
Standing on the bow of the ship, the red cloak behind Chu Qing's back was flapping, and his short caliper hair added a bit of toughness.
The friends went to their warships. Barrels of fire oil were moved onto the ship. The Mohist disciples began to inspect the crossbow for the last time. The flying wings were piled up in the cabin.
This time, we don't need too many soldiers and horses. The heavy fire oil barrels take up a lot of space. There are not many troops, but not too few. It's just right.
No one knows how long this battle will last, no one has a specific idea of the size of Yingdao's territory, and they can't even give a rough idea. No one knows how long, how far, and how much this fire can burn.
have no idea.
But these are not problems. Chu Qing issued a military order. The only military order is to burn Yingdao. It will take one year, ten years, and hundreds of years to burn. It will continue to burn until the last piece of land on Yingdao is turned into scorched earth. This battle
The war will end.
One by one, the warships set sail, flags fluttering, and headed for Yingdao.
"Chang, Wansheng!"
With shouts and shouts, the warriors braved the wind and waves and embarked on their journey.
"Third brother." Chu Qing looked at the calm sea and seemed to be talking to himself: "We will win."
"Yes, Master will win."
There are many ways to win or lose a war, and Chu Qingyao's "win" is an extremely rare way of victory in history. The annihilation of a clan, the annihilation of a country, the annihilation of a clan's life, the destruction of a clan's homeland, the most complete victory.
The third brother put down Qianli Mu: "We have set sail. We will reach Yingdao, Shangyun and Luo Yun in six days. The days are about the same. No accidents happen. The difference is only two hours. Guanghuai will arrive at night. At midnight, the four directions
Attack together."
Chu Qing had already memorized the battle plan. This was the first time that he was so concerned about it. He went through the deduction over and over again, asked the Second Young Master of the Fu family to check for omissions, and thought about any possible accidents.
In the end, Chu Qing stopped worrying about it.
Because he found that he didn't understand deduction at all.
Because he found that the second young master of the Fu family never reworked.
Because he found that even if there was an accident, his uncle would still be there.
"We will win and we will triumph." Chu Qing looked at the sword on his waist, Wuming, and smiled: "Tao Ruolin, Jin Xi, and Qingyang, for the sake of so many family members who care about me, I will definitely fight
Win the battle."
In fact, Chu Qing really thought too much.
At this time, in Donghai Guocheng, the names of the people he read were all doing their own thing.
Mrs. Tao, sleeps in bed every day.
Qingyang, running like a ghost: "Laoleng, Laoleng, Laoleng..."
"Stop!"
A figure followed closely behind.
As for the East China Sea, no, it was the Dachang Dynasty. Someone who could chase Qingyang finally appeared, but it was just chasing, not overtaking.
Liu Jinxi's nose was so angry that she had never seen someone who could run so well. She even ran away and left an afterimage.
"Laoleng Laoleng, I can't catch up, I can't catch up..."
Liu Jinxi became anxious. He waved his long sleeves and threw out a ball connected to a long rope, which almost tied Qingyang's right leg.
When running at high speed, one leg is suddenly tied up. Due to the imbalance, there is only one possibility, and that is to fly out. You can refer to Tom and Jerry.
Not surprisingly, Qingyang threw himself directly on the sand, ate a mouthful of sand, and was thrown to pieces.
Liu Jinxi's eyes were filled with smoke, and he rushed forward like a tiger, riding directly on Qingyang's body, and tied up Qingyang with his hands non-stop, like tying up piglets.
Even though he was tied up, Qingyang still struggled to cocoon like a silkworm chrysalis.
A group of old women from Lake City were panting, and they swarmed up and lifted Qingyang up with all their hands.
Liu Jinxi sneered: "Let you run!"
Qingyang's limbs were tied up, but he was still shouting: "Uncle Bald Lao said, life is precious, and love is more valuable. If you are free, you can throw away both!"
Liu Jinxi didn't even bother to talk to Qingyang. Qingyang shouted rhythmically, as if protesting: "Freedom, freedom, freedom!"
After being carried to the military tent, the old ladies were guarding outside. Qingyang pouted, aggrieved and pitiful: "It hurts, whining."
"It hurts?" Liu Jinxi said angrily: "You know it hurts and you still run?"
Qingyang started to act cute: "I know it hurts, so I ran away."
"Then it's your life, but you still don't want to feel pain."
"Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom!"
Liu Jinxi was finally convinced. He bent down and struck out like lightning. He covered Qingyang's abdomen with both palms. Then he exerted slight force, and the sound of bone friction could be heard.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts." Qingyang screamed, his forehead covered with cold sweat.
Liu Jinxi was unmoved. He bent his fingers to explore Qingyang's ribs and said softly: "The strength is a bit strong, please bear with it."
When Qingyang saw that he couldn't run away anymore, he gritted his teeth tightly as if he was resigned to his fate.
A heartbreaking voice came from between Qingyang's ribs, and his weak body began to tremble uncontrollably.
This process lasted as long as Chu Qing was the first...and lasted for a stick of incense.
Qingyang fainted from the pain.
Anyone whose bones are forcibly displaced will faint. This kind of pain is unimaginable to ordinary people.
Hard work pays off, flowers planted with intention will not bloom, and willows planted with no intention will create shade.
Although Chu Qing didn't find his mother to treat Qingyang, he did find a girl, and this girl learned some of the eldest princess' skills by 30% to 40%.
This 30% to 40% skill includes "bone splitting".
Different from bone setting, this bone splitting method is just right for the patient.
Liu Jinxi was considered a professional. After returning to Donghai, he felt and searched Qingyang and determined what was going on.
Qingyang's bones are different from those of ordinary people. To put it simply, the bones are abnormal, the body is open to the internal organs, and the qi and blood are blocked, and the bones grow inward. To put it more profoundly, it means that the bones are growing crookedly.
Human bones grow, just like the body, they will gradually become larger.
And Qingyang's bones are a lot crooked, such as the ribs. One of the ribs was fine when he was a child. As it grows, because it grows in the wrong direction, it will puncture the pleura and even press against the heart to compress the blood.
circulation, and may even pierce the heart directly.
In addition to ribs, leg bones also have similar problems.
It was also because of these two reasons that Taoist Yun made Qingyang run wild.
Then the problem arises. Taoist Yun is the most proficient in medical skills among the Three Hidden Sects and cannot cure Qingyang. However, the eldest princess, who has only a slight dabble in medical skills, can treat this miscellaneous disease. This is very intriguing.
If you want to treat this miscellaneous disease, you must understand the "internal body", that is, the location of bone growth and the distribution of surrounding blood vessels. In later generations, it was not really a problem, but in the Dachang Dynasty, it was a very puzzling thing.
Yes, unless the eldest princess has clairvoyance.
Liu Jinxi wiped all the sweat off Qingyang's body with a clean wet cloth, and then covered him with a thin sand quilt.
Tao Ruolin walked in and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work."
"What's the hard work?" Liu Jinxi's face was filled with a happy smile: "Who asked her to call me Aunt Laoleng? Since she calls me an elder, she will try her best to save her. By the way, Laoleng is