Chapter 324 Flower Stamen

At the height of the storm, the rebels' night wings delivered life-saving food and weapons;

When the storm subsided, the Lion Army rushed out of Guying City and, with the belief of fighting to the death, launched a fierce attack on the Black Scale Cavalry.

For the Black Scale Cavalry, they were used to seeing defeated enemies and human rations, but they would occasionally encounter opponents like the Lion Power Army that were extremely difficult to defeat.

However, they had never seen an army that could be so ridiculous, absurd and fierce.

The soldiers of the Lion Army wore armor of various types and colors. Most of them did not even have military uniforms, but wore the most common large flowered cotton jackets found in civilian homes.

Some of their trouser legs were too short, and some of their sleeves were as long as water sleeves. At first glance, they looked like a group of actors performing in the streets.

But when they saw the fearless and fierce look in their eyes like hungry wolves, and the way they were so hungry that their bones were visible but their swords were held high, they looked like evil ghosts and aliens, the Black Scale Cavalry felt a chill all over their bodies.

After two days and one night of fierce fighting, the Black Scale Cavalry was forced to retreat again and again, with nearly 10,000 casualties, and they quickly broke camp and retreated.

This time, the Lion Army did not chase after them because they really did not have the strength to do so.

The little bit of airdropped food and the resentment in their hearts allowed the Lion Army to hold out for two days and one night.

Now that their fighting spirit is exhausted, they can only rush back to Guying City to rest.

Now, the soldiers in the city are no longer greeted by cold snow and thin clothes.

The entire city of Guying was filled with all kinds of packages.

The ground was covered with airdropped supplies.

The soldiers had no intention of chasing the Black Scale Cavalry. They were all busy collecting food, winter clothes and weapons.

Most of the packages piled up like a hill are of the same style. It seems that the volunteers decorated them uniformly after receiving donations from the public.

Some packages were of different colors and sizes, tied with strips of cloth with names on them, specifically for specific soldiers in the army.

All of this was done without going through the rebel army, but by directly finding Night Wing and hiring him with a large sum of money.

But if you talk about precious things, the package only contains the most ordinary food and underwear. The only thing that is more than other packages is the warm letters from home.

The soldiers who received the package took the letter from home and looked at the familiar stitches on the clothes. They couldn't help but wipe away their tears secretly. Then they were laughed at by others and had to shamelessly ask for some food before they would give up.

Ye Yan also received several packages. Not only were the packages huge, but they also had the most conspicuous yellow cloth strips written on them that read "Dearly addressed to my husband Ye Yan and my beloved wife Hu Keqing."

When I opened the package, I found it was filled with seven or eight sets of winter clothes of varying thicknesses.

There was even a brand new set of uniforms for the Huo Gang's personal guards and a dozen bundles of pastries made by the Hu family.

This scene was truly enviable to others, so Bu Yan and a few familiar soldiers came over and joked:

"Yo yo yo——'my husband', 'beloved wife'——I'm so jealous——"

"Why do you want to open it in person? What? Are you afraid that we will steal Brother Ye Yan's pants?"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Ye Yan's face turned red with embarrassment. He drove a few people away while stuffing the pastry into Bu Yan's mouth.

"Go away, take it and divide it, don't bother me——"

Without saying a word, the others rushed to grab the pastry with laughter. Ye Yan was busy packing up his things. His face was full of unconcealable sweetness, but he stubbornly "complained":

"Women are always nosy! I told her to stay in Kyoto, but she insisted on going back to Yancheng! Isn't it dangerous to be so close to the war zone and me? This package is so complicated, it costs one ounce of gold to transport one ounce of silver. It's a waste!"

Bu Yan stuffed his mouth full of pastry, and his tongue was almost unable to move to speak:

"That's almost it! Besides, I want to beat someone up! If you bully me for not getting married, no one will hurt you, right?"

Ye Yan grinned and said "Hehe", holding the package tightly, and ran towards the tent.

When passing by the main tent, Ye Yan saw Huo Gannian and Yun Chen also collecting packages.

Each tightly and exquisitely tied package contained things sent from the Huo Gang and Kyoto, and even from the Su family.

Yun Chen picked and chose, and took out a full eight kilograms of brown sugar bricks from a large package. He weighed it in his hand and sighed:

"This one from Yun Wang is great. Not only can it be used for eating and drinking, it's also great for killing people."

Then he opened the package sent by the Su family: it was a shiny black and sleek mink coat, which looked very expensive.

"Su Zhengyang, tsk..." She smacked her lips. "He wouldn't think I like Momo and minks, and that I'm attracted to their fur. Never mind. It's perfect for the soldiers ambushing and standing guard in the snow."

After saying that, she opened a big red package. Without asking, everyone knew it was from Shan Ji.

She poured out a large number of hidden weapons and Wuyi Xuewei's secret healing medicine from it and checked them one by one.

Ye Yan's eyes widened as he asked in surprise:

"Achen, is that the 'Seven Souls Pill' you're holding? The Wuyi Blood Guard's most powerful healing and life-extending elixir? I heard it takes three years to make one!"

Yun Chen opened a bottle, poured out a handful of red pills, and looked at them in the sunlight. Sure enough, he saw the words "Seven Souls" on the soybean-sized pills.

"I think so. What's the matter? Is this famous?"

Ye Yan exclaimed in amazement, "I heard about their secret medicine 'Seven Souls Pill' when I was investigating the Wuyi Blood Guards. It has miraculous effects on replenishing blood and healing injuries, making people feel painless and fearless, and preventing serious bleeding from death. However, this medicine is not easy to obtain. I heard that it was secretly made by the head of the sect for generations. It takes three years to obtain one, and it is never shown to others easily."

Hearing that this medicine was so precious, Yun Chen felt warm in his heart. He quickly and carefully put the handful of medicine in his hand back into the bottle, fastened the stopper, and then threw a bottle to Ye Yan.

"Old rules, brothers share!"

Ye Yan subconsciously dropped everything in his hands and caught the bottle with a scream, "Don't throw it away! It's such a precious thing! Slow down!"

Yun Chen took out six more bottles from the package, shook them, and smiled at Ye Yan:

"There are five and a half bottles left. Let's have one each."

"Okay!" Ye Yan responded happily, and then immediately realized that the "five people" Yun Chen was talking about were habitually referring to Huo Gannian, Yun Chen, Ye Yan, Hua Jue, and Buyan.

Thinking that "five people" have now become "four people", Ye Yan's smile slowly faded.

He didn't want Yun Chen to notice, but he saw that the smile on her face was gone, and she was silently looking at the bottle of medicine in her hand.

The two of them looked at each other from a distance, and said nothing tacitly, but the same blood thorn pierced through their hearts painfully.

Huo Gannian could naturally see everything. He stopped what he was doing, walked over and held Yun Chen's shoulders.

She looked up at Huo Gannian, but it wasn't like she was looking at him. In a blur, she seemed to see that proud and childish face again.

For the guards who shuttle through the world of swords and sabers, besides weapons, the most scarce thing is medicine for healing.

In the past, whenever there was excellent medicine for wounds, the personal guards would always fight over it.

But when the time comes to heal the wound, no one is willing to eat and they have to feed the other person.

If Hua Jue were still alive, he would be so happy to see such a good life-extending elixir.

Yun Chen raised his sleeve to wipe his eyes and forced a smile:

"There's one and a half bottles left. Let Rong Jiang, Rong Yi, and Luo Dongdong divide them up. That's about right."

As he spoke, a team responsible for counting and delivering packages walked over. A legal accountant took the account book to register the packages and said to himself:

"A package from Yancheng? Who's called 'Hua Rui'?"

The flower of Huajue, the pistil of Rui Niang.

Because the news was blocked, the girl selling pear candy still didn't know that her lover had passed away, and she is still waiting for her young man.

At the intersection of the long alley, the pear candy shop was crowded with customers buying pear candy, complaining and urging.

At the back of the shop, the girl in an apron smiled sweetly at the customers, apologized, and then continued to work hard, packing up the winter clothes and two bags of pear candies that she had spent several nights making, and handed them to the postman who came to pick up the packages.

The post officer said, "This package must be signed, otherwise it won't be delivered to the other party and will be distributed as ordinary supplies."

The girl selling pear candy blushed, quickly took off her cherry-red hairband, tied it on the package, and wrote the word "flower".

"This surname is rare, so it's a good gift. But won't you sign your name?" the postman asked again.

After hesitating for a moment, she added the word "Rui" to the cherry-red headband, and it was finally complete.

On the other side, the customer who had been waiting in line for a long time was getting impatient and couldn't help but shout:

"Rui Niang! Give me two taels of pear candy first! Your young husband can't get away. He will come to marry you after the battle in two days!"

"Haha..." The customers in line all laughed.

As Rui Niang wished, the package arrived safely in Guying City.

It’s a pity that Hua Jue will never receive that sweet love.