"Is it you?"
Mu Jingrui stared for a long time before he recognized that the man in black with messy hair covering most of his face was the Holy Son of the Barbarian Tribe.
The wounds of his blinded eyes seemed to be clotted with blood, making him look even more hideous.
"What? Blindness isn't enough?"
Mu Jingrui's contemptuous tone made the Son of God even more furious.
The anger emanating from his body had turned into a strong murderous intent.
"Mu Jingrui, you cut my fingers, blinded my eyes, and made my life worse than death. Today, I want you to have a taste of this, too."
As soon as the Son of God finished speaking, he slapped Mu Jingrui.
Mu Jingrui's martial arts were far superior to the Saint Son's, but he still responded cautiously. He always felt that something else was brewing.
Sure enough, when the Holy Son swung his palm, the wind from his palm just passed by his cheek, and a huge bat was knocked down, with black blood splattering everywhere.
Mu Jingrui subconsciously tried to dodge, and a shrill cry came to his ears.
He felt something attacking him from behind, and immediately bent down to avoid it. From the corner of his eye, he saw an eagle flapping its wings and its sharp claws reaching towards his eyes.
Mu Jingrui was only startled for a moment before he calmed down and dodged by somersaulting in the air. However, a group of bats flew over almost at the same time and surrounded him.
Even though he tried his best to dodge, he was still scratched by the bat in several places, and the wounds were burning with pain.
He secretly thought that this was not good.
"ah!"
Mu Jingrui heard a shout, and the voice was very familiar.
He turned around and saw Zheng Zhixing being dragged on the ground by a group of bats grabbing his shoulders.
"Zhixing." Mu Jingrui repelled the bat attack, jumped to Zheng Zhixing's side and saved him, and whispered, "Follow me."
Zheng Zhixing was still in shock. Even though he had experienced fighting on the battlefield, the strange scene in front of him still made him feel uneasy.
Mu Jingrui looked around and found that the Son of God was missing.
He knew that the Son of God must be hiding in some corner, secretly watching them, waiting for the right opportunity to act.
Mu Jingrui clenched the sword in his hand and pulled Zheng Zhixing to find two horses to leave first. He just stepped back a few steps, and the huge eagle swooped down again.
At this moment, he also felt the murderous aura coming from behind him.
"General Mu, be careful!"
Zheng Zhixing beside him pushed him away fiercely. At the critical moment, Mu Jingrui saw the five fingers of the imperial edict inserted into Zheng Zhixing's chest.
He was so shocked that the sword slipped out of his hand and pierced the Son of God's heart.
The Son of God looked at Mu Jingrui, and an evil smile appeared on his lips before he died.
The moment he fell to the ground, the group of bats seemed to become more restless, flying around, and then the eagle actually grabbed his body and flew away.
"Knowledge and action?"
Mu Jingrui didn't care about anything else and hurried to Zheng Zhixing. He tore off Zheng Zhixing's clothes and saw five bloody holes under his shoulders, with black blood oozing out.
Zheng Zhixing foamed at the mouth, tightly grasped Mu Jingrui's wrist, and said vaguely: "Save me... I don't want to die... Save me..."
"Zhixing, don't worry, I will definitely save you."
At this moment, a trace of fear surged in Mu Jingrui's heart, and his back felt cold.
He has never been afraid of life or death, but he is worried that if something really happens to Zheng Zhixing, not only will Shangguan Wanning be sad, but it will also affect their relationship.
Mu Jingrui hurriedly pressed several major acupoints on Zheng Zhixing's body and slowly injected his internal energy into his body.
Zheng Zhixing gradually fainted.
Only then did Mu Jingrui have time to check other situations.
The camp was attacked by bats. Although no one was killed, most people were scratched by the bats.
Mu Jingrui looked at the wound on his hand. Although it had already scabbed over, the surrounding area was purple-black.
His intuition told him that something bad was going to happen.
"Someone come."
"I am here."
"Send the order to postpone the return to the capital. All injured brothers should live separately from the healthy ones. Send someone to find the leader of the Barbarians. I want to see him."
"yes."
The soldiers took the order and left. Mu Jingrui immediately wrote a letter to Shangguan Wanning and asked the uninjured soldiers to take it back, but he concealed the fact that Zheng Zhixing was injured.
Mi Si arrived on the afternoon of the third day, and by then some soldiers' wounds had begun to fester.
"How is it?" After letting Mi Si take a look, Mu Jingrui asked, trying his best to suppress his anxiety.
Mi Si sighed and shook his head, as if he had something to hide.
"At this point, Chief, don't worry. Just speak frankly. I can accept it."
Mi Si looked up at Mu Jingrui, hesitated for a moment, and slowly said, "General Mu, I'll tell you the truth. Anyone scratched by those bats will die from festering all over their body. There is no antidote."
Although Mu Jingrui was prepared that things would be difficult, he did not expect the answer to be like this.
His whole body stiffened, his pupils dilated, and he found it hard to accept.
"General Mu, you have seen the power of those bats, right? What do you think would happen if they were used in a march or a battle?"
A flash of inspiration came to Mu Jingrui's mind.
"What the clan leader means is that... those bats can't be used for war? Then, what does it have to do with detoxification?"
If it could be used in war, it would be invincible and the barbarians would not have been defeated so badly.
"Since I have already promised to live in peace with the Central Plains forever, I have nothing to hide. Raising and training those bats requires a great deal of thought and time, and only the Holy Son can summon them."
"And once summoned, the Holy Son will not be able to recover his power for several years. During this period he will be very weak, and any adult man will be able to kill him. Therefore, he will not use it unless it is absolutely necessary."
"I see." Mu Jingrui frowned slightly, "Is there really no way to detoxify?"
"There's no cure for this with medicine, but... it can be cured with eagle blood."
A cold light flashed in Mu Jingrui's eyes.
"Is that the huge eagle?"
"Yes, this eagle species is unique, and it may take hundreds of years to raise one. It only obeys the Holy Son. Just use eagle blood mixed with clean water to clean the wound."
Mu Jingrui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it is not really hopeless.
"But..." Mi Si's face showed an embarrassment again, "Apart from the Holy Son, it may be difficult to find it. But your wounds will fester within ten days and will spread throughout your body. By then, the pain will be unbearable."
Mu Jingrui took a deep breath and said firmly: "As long as what the clan leader said is true, I will definitely find the eagle. When we are safe, I will definitely reward you handsomely."
Mu Jingrui spoke politely, but Mi Si saw murderous intent in his eyes.
He knew that if they died because of this, his tribesmen would also be buried with them.
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