Chapter 139: Tan Zhuoyan's Death
Although the problem is small, as long as it is used properly, it will not be a problem to take people's lives.
"Your Highness only has five days left to cure his leg disease. The time is just right. During the last five days, your Highness should soak your legs in medicinal soup and take acupuncture every day. After five days, you will be cured."
Bai Ziyu made up his impromptu words in a very coherent manner. Tan Zhuoyan was asking for trouble by being in a hurry to lead the troops to suppress the bandits, which saved him the time of going to Liu Mingyue to discuss the matter.
"However, this final rehabilitation process is the most painful. If Your Highness cannot hold on, the previous treatment will be in vain. As long as you hold on, your leg will be healed, which will be of great benefit to your martial arts practice."
During the days of helping Tan Zhuoyan treat her leg disease, Bai Ziyu performed very attentively. In addition, Tan Zhuoyan's legs were able to stand and walk after his treatment, so Tan Zhuoan trusted him very much.
Not to mention that the process of Bai Ziyu treating him was extremely painful, even if he had to cut his legs to let the blood, Qin Zhuoyan would not suspect that Bai Ziyu had ulterior motives.
The medicine on the silver needles during acupuncture had already caused Qin Zhuoyan great pain. Her legs were soaked in the medicine soup, and then the silver needles were pushed into her body. The pain was a hundred times worse than before.
The piercing pain spread throughout his body, impacting Qin Zhuoyan's senses. During the acupuncture process, he cried out in pain several times. Despite the pain, he still endured it.
"Your Highness, the final treatment is over." On the fourth night, Bai Ziyu took back the silver acupuncture needles on Qin Zhuoyan's legs and said calmly.
The man with his legs soaked in the medicine barrel slowly opened his eyes. His face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were bright and seemed brighter than the candle beside him.
Qin Zhuoyan endured the pain in her legs that had not completely subsided and stood up. She tried to walk with her Qi. Her feet were indeed stronger and her movements were more agile. Qin Zhuoyan was overjoyed: "What the miracle doctor said is true!"
Unexpectedly, Bai Ziyu's treatment method could really take his skills to a higher level.
"I have done my duty. I hope Your Highness will take care of yourself. We will meet again later." Bai Ziyu did not bow, but just saluted as usual, then carried his medicine box and left.
But this time is different from before. If nothing unexpected happens, they probably won’t see each other again in the future.
Qin Zhuoyan wanted to say something, but Bai Ziyu walked so fast that he didn't have time to stop him.
However, tomorrow is the day they will go to Kou City, and Qin Zhuoyan has no time to think about other things. As for thanking him, it would be fine to thank the miracle doctor after she has earned some fame.
The legs of Duke Dingbei's eldest son, Tan Zhuoyan, have recovered. His righteous innocence has not extinguished, and the news that he has volunteered to go to suppress the bandits has spread throughout the capital. On the day he led his troops to the battle, Tan Zhuoyan was extremely proud.
Qin Zhuoyan believed that she would return victoriously and kneel in the hall to receive rewards from the emperor.
However, Qin Zhuoyan never expected that she would die in this battle to suppress bandits.
"This guy is someone sent from the capital, the son of Marquis Dingbei. How dare a yellow-haired boy come to challenge us? He really doesn't know how to live or die." In front of the bandits' stronghold, the leader of the bandits saw that Qin Zhuoyan was young and sneered.
I thought that the people sent by the capital to encircle and suppress the rebellion would be some kind of person, but it turned out to be a tender and delicate prince.
"Second brother is wrong. We should call him the Lame Prince." The burly man riding a tall horse looked at Qin Zhuoyan provocatively. The bandits behind him laughed when they heard it.
The soldiers who followed Tan Zhuoyan did not laugh when they heard this, but they felt ashamed in their hearts.
Qin Zhuoyan was confident in his skills. He was determined to win this trip and did not take these people's contempt seriously at all. Once he took these people's heads, who would dare to laugh at him?
"Don't just talk nonsense. You are living in a corner of the enemy city. The court does not want to make things difficult for you. We don't want you to get too far. Today, I, the prince, will eliminate you, the scourge, on behalf of the emperor. Soldiers, listen to my orders! Kill!"
Qin Zhuoyan, holding a spear, rode his horse to the front and killed the bandits.
The soldiers were originally a little worried that Tan Zhuoyan would not be able to serve as the commander-in-chief of the army. When they saw Tan Zhuoyan rushing out first, they were all infected by him, their morale was high, and they followed him in the charge.
Holding the heavy spear in her hand, Qin Zhuoyan was excited, thinking that she had been confined to a wheelchair for many years and could finally avenge herself today.
The young man on horseback brandished his spear and rushed into the bandits' territory. Just as he was about to show off his skills and kill all the bandits who had laughed at him, the legs that were stepping on Madden suddenly lost their strength.
The strength in his legs seemed to be drained away in an instant. Qin Zhuoyan's body stiffened and his flaw was exposed.
The leader of the bandits was a little unsure when he saw the soldiers led by Qin Zhuoyan were so powerful. He didn't expect Qin Zhuoyan to rush to him, but he didn't take action immediately, leaving many loopholes.
Without giving it any time to think, the bandit immediately stabbed Qin Zhuoyan in the heart and knocked her off her horse.
Qin Zhuoyan was knocked off his horse and fell heavily to the ground. Blood gushed out from his heart, mouth and nose, and flowed all over the ground.
When he was killed by the bandits, Qin Zhuoyan's eyes were wide open, his pupils seemed to bulge out, and he looked very scary. His eyes were full of disbelief, and he didn't understand why his legs lost strength at the critical moment. His legs had clearly been healed, so why did this happen?
The soldiers, who were originally in high spirits, saw that Tan Zhuoyan was killed by the leader of the bandits, and their morale dropped greatly. Their originally high morale died down and they fell into a disadvantage.
Bandits are people who make a living on the edge of a knife. They kill people not for the sake of the country, but for themselves. Killing does not require any reason for them. They are desperate criminals and are extremely cruel when they take action.
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" The main general is dead, and the deputy general following behind him can only take orders in times of crisis.
He waved the sword in his hand and ordered his soldiers to retreat. It was definitely not a good strategy to continue charging forward at this time.
Although they wanted to leave, the bandits saw that the soldiers' formation was in chaos. How could they miss this opportunity to severely undermine the morale of the court? They chased after them without hesitation and killed the court's soldiers with their swords.
The more people in the imperial court died, the more confused the soldiers became, and the stronger the bandits became.
More than half of the 3,000 soldiers were killed or wounded in the blink of an eye, and the remaining people were surrounded by bandits. It was clear that these bandits did not want to leave a single person alive.
"My fellow soldiers! If the bandits are not eliminated, the country will be in turmoil. Since we are all going to die here today, instead of sitting there in fear and waiting to die, we should grit our teeth and fight our way out. If we do nothing, we will only die at the hands of the sword!"
The deputy general commanded the soldiers to retreat, knowing that morale had been hit too hard. When people are at the end of their rope, they can only fight to survive, otherwise, they will die.
The soldiers were a little discouraged at first, but they became a little more motivated after hearing what he said.
Rather than being timid and being killed by the bandits, it is better to fight back and kill as many bandits as possible!
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