Two days later, there were tens of millions of tents on the front line of the Southern Territory. Troops from all countries in the Southern Territory were stationed here. Two people and one horse were stopped when they entered the city. The temporary wooden wall made of huge trees was so towering and shocking that it was no match for
How much difference does the city wall have?
"This is a powerful military camp, stop here!"
The crossed spears in front blocked the way. Long Yanhua dismounted and faced the military regulations. Although she had some background, she never bullied ordinary soldiers based on her status.
He took out the bronze medal that proved his identity and threw it over. "I am from the Long family of the Dayan Empire. Please help inform General Long Haotian or General Long Xiaochen that Long Yanhua is here and ask for approval."
Seeing that what she said was clear and logical, the soldier in crude armor nodded, "Just wait!"
Some people were left to continue guarding, and some people walked into the military camp to pass the news, and soon they were released. Mingyue BMW was guarded by a horse, and the call soldiers led Long Yanhua in to look for the person.
She really attracted the peeping eyes of many people along the way, because Long Yanhua herself was a fifteen-year-old girl, and she was holding a six- or seven-year-old girl in her hand. There were no female soldiers in the military camp, and now the two girls
If they appear at the same time, they will naturally be noticed.
There are troops from more than ten countries in the Southern Territory gathered here. Because the Dayan Empire is the strongest country in the Southern Territory, the station is located in the center of the military camp, which has a prominent position. After walking briskly for more than 20 minutes, Long Yanhua pulled
Ling Ling stopped in front of a tent. She knew she was there. Although the curtain of the tent was not opened, she could already feel the breath of her second brother Long Xiaochen.
"Report! General, we have been brought here!"
"Let them come in." Long Xiaochen's voice sounded calm and calm.
Long Yanhua unceremoniously pulled open the tent curtain and walked in. "Second brother, how are you doing recently?"
The soldier leading the way had already retreated knowing the current situation.
The furnishings in the tent were simple, with a bed made of fur and a simple small table. Long Xiaochen was sitting behind the low table. When he saw someone walking in, he raised his head and said, "Not good."
Long Yanhua let go of Lingling's hand, walked over, and raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong? Could it be that the Southern Region can't beat the Western Region?" Then he sat down next to his second brother, consciously picked up the teapot on the table, and gave it to himself
Pour a cup of tea. On the other hand, Long Xiaochen has become more sophisticated and mature in this short period of one month. He doesn't look like a young man in his early twenties. Under the influence of the war, he can be said to be a man in his early twenties every day.
He has grown up and is now a qualified general.
"Yanhua, you are thinking too simplistically. At this time, it is not only about who is stronger and who is weak, but also about supplies, strategy, morale and other factors. Not long ago, the Shuijing Martial Saint of the Southern Territory rebelled and left the Southern Territory military camp.
Becoming a master in the Western Region is already a big blow to our Southern Allied Forces. That is a Martial Saint. A Martial Saint is so powerful that he can do many things..."
He waved his hands casually, "Oh~~ I'll leave this to you, second brother. I'm here to see grandpa. I wonder how grandpa is doing now? He is quite old after all."
Long Xiaochen nodded in agreement, "Grandpa is not here. He is still stationed in a military camp farther forward. He is a war general, so every time a war starts, it is dangerous. I have persuaded grandpa not to fight so hard.
But grandpa didn't listen at all, and he would go wherever the fighting was the worst."
Long Yanhua had already thought of these things that might happen, but when he heard them with his own ears, his heart suddenly stopped.
Then I heard Long Xiaochen ask, "Yanhua, what are you doing here if you don't stay at home?"
"Hehe, don't I care about grandpa's health? Second brother, you also know that I have some means of rescuing people, just in case..." Long Yanhua laughed playfully, she must have some use for staying.
Otherwise, the second brother would probably send her back.
Long Xiaochen nodded, "Then you should go and see Jianfeng Zha first. He was injured a few days ago and is still in a coma. Not everyone can withstand the blow of Shuijing Wusheng."
"No problem, I will try my best to help." After saying that, he picked up the tea cup and drank it in one gulp. Long Yanhua turned his attention to his second brother again, "By the way, I saved a child on the way here this time.
If you want to stay and take it with you, second brother, please help take care of me, I have to go rescue people now."
At this time, Long Xiaochen noticed that his third sister had brought a little girl. He looked away, and Lingling immediately felt the breathless pressure. But he still held his head high and worked hard to raise his head.
"Then let's stay for now." Long Xiaochen had no intention of rejecting his sister's request, and after looking at the child, he immediately judged that the child was not too troublesome, and it was not impossible to stay. As long as the sister could wield the sword
Feng Zhe came back. This contribution alone was enough to make up for all the trouble. He nodded and agreed.
Long Yanhua smiled slightly and waved to Linling, "This is my second brother, you can follow him for now."
When she arrived, she could tell that Long Xiaochen was not a general. Judging from a map hanging in his tent, her second brother was probably a counselor. He didn't have to be in the middle of the war, and he was mostly in charge of the rear.
The overall situation is probably due to his grandfather's care. After all, Long Xiaochen's legs are still young. Although he can walk normally, it is still a bit inconvenient to fight for too long. And Lingling will naturally not be in any danger if he follows him.
"Second brother, this girl's name is Ling Ling."
Faced with Ling Ling's timid look, Long Xiaochen just nodded with a smile, which immediately made the little girl relax. Judging from the smile, the eldest sister's brother was also a good person.
…
After leaving the second brother's tent, the messengers were ordered outside to take her to Jianfengzhao's tent. After all, she was a master at the Grand Master level. Even if she was injured, he would be assigned an independent tent.
There were several doctors left in the tent to take care of them. He was a middle-aged doctor in his forties, dressed in white clothes. He had long received news that a new colleague had been sent to check and it was obvious that the person who arrived turned out to be a fifteen or sixteen-year-old man.
Girl, the senior doctor was immediately irritated. He didn't know that a young man's medical skills were stronger than his.
Walking to the couch where Jianfeng Zhe was lying, Long Yanhua looked at it calmly. With just one glance, she could see the reason why Jianfeng Zhe was unconscious. This place was close to the battlefield, but there was no shortage of evil spirits. The fighting spirits on the battlefield
He was blocked by the yang energy of the generals in the military camp, but the murderous aura and evil energy carried on the sword blade were not disturbed by the yang energy. The long sword of Jianfengzhao had a strong evil aura, hanging beside him.
The wall restrained the injured man. Under the constant intrusion of evil spirits, his injuries recovered very slowly, and his consciousness could not be restored under the interference of evil spirits.
"How many days has Sword Wind Master been unconscious?" he asked sideways to the serviceman waiting in the tent, and got the answer.
"It's been nine days."
The doctor watching on the side also nodded. Although he was not optimistic about this young 'doctor', in order to let Jianfeng Zhe wake up, he was now a dead horse and became a living horse doctor. "Jianfeng Zhe's injuries have been properly treated.
, I just kept comatose and couldn’t find the reason.”
Long Yanhua nodded clearly, "Can you please step aside, I need absolute silence when treating patients."
The serviceman immediately obeyed and walked out of the tent to guard the outside. The doctor hesitated for a moment but also walked out. He heard that this girl was recommended by Deputy General Long. The Long family seemed to have a good relationship with Jianfeng Zhe, so he stayed with confidence.
She was alone with Lord Sword Winder.
There was no one in the tent. A piece of talisman was pulled out from Long Yanhua's sleeve and he threw it away. The talisman seemed to be attached to the dart and stuck to the long sword hanging on the wall of the tent. Long Yanhua was sitting on the sword winder.
On the position beside the couch, five fingers waved in front of the unconscious man, and the soft spiritual energy in the palm of his hand dissipated the evil spirit attached to his body. A little bit between the eyebrows, a trace of spiritual energy was left to nourish the spirit. It was no problem to get up. Before tonight, the sword
The wind will wake up.
And she has more important things to do now. After more than a month of war on the frontline battlefield, those war spirits have been displaced and will gradually disappear after the war is over. Now is the time to collect them.
Walking out of the tent, Long Yanhua had a sad look on his face, pretending to shake his head, and sighed in front of the waiting doctor, "You are right, the Jianfeng Man's injuries are no longer serious. Even if he is unconscious, there is nothing I can do."
." Keeping a low profile, she doesn't want to tell others about her superb 'medical skills' with actual actions.
The doctor also had a look of understanding on his face. He had already concluded that Long Yanhua's medical skills were not very good despite his age. He glanced at Long Yanhua and returned to the tent.
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The next day, with the good news that Grand Master Jianfeng Zhe had woken up, the war between the Southern Region and the Western Region started again. The three-day strike period between the two sides three days ago had expired. On this day, Long Xiaochen went to plot before dawn.
The big tent discussed the strategy against the enemy, while Long Yanhua watched with joy in his second brother's tent as the large pieces of soul stones spit out from the belly of the bird and bear continued to pull and absorb the fighting souls on the front line more than ten miles away.
She had already wiped the animal saliva off the soul stone. A temporary formation carved with aura could last for three days to absorb the fighting souls. It was worthy of being a battlefield between two realms. In just one night, the number of fighting souls imprisoned in the soul stone reached
There are hundreds of thousands. With the start of today's war, the fighting spirits will only continue to expand.
Leaving Bird and Bear guarding the soul stone in the tent, at dawn, Long Yanhua took Ling Ling and held the deputy general's token and rushed to the front line. The battle started today. Grandpa Long Haotian will be on the battlefield to face the battle between the ghosts and her.
I have seen it, but I have only heard about the war that broke out in the world but never saw it with my own eyes. Coming here this time is an opportunity to experience the spectacle of the war that my grandfather said will leave millions of corpses.
The two armies started fighting early in the morning on the front line. Soldiers faced each other, but the generals did not come out. The war was just a consumption of troops by both sides at the beginning. The more powerful people would appear later, such as the great masters of the Southern Region and the Western Region, and even
...Martial Saint!
"kill!!……"
Before they even reached the battlefield, they could hear the shouts of fighting in the distance. The voices were loud and loud, and the shouts shook the sky. The murderous aura could be felt from far away on the battlefield, like thunder.