At this critical moment, the battlefield situation was like a bowstring stretched to the limit, ready to break at any moment, unleashing a catastrophic storm. The mysterious organization's defenses seemed impregnable, but under the fierce attacks of Shen Qingchen, Jiang Zhi, and the others, they were already shaky and at the end of their strength.
Jiang Zhi, the usually gentle and intelligent doctor, now had a gleam of determination in her eyes. She knew that every moment on the battlefield was filled with bloodshed and wounding. Those injured allies were their brothers fighting side by side, indispensable to their victory. So, she quickly began rescue work in the makeshift medical tent.
The tent was filled with the mingled scent of blood and herbs. Jiang Zhi's hands, like nimble butterflies, flitted busily among the wounded. First, she quickly and precisely staunchly controlled the bleeding of a soldier with a severe abdominal wound. Her slender fingers expertly pressed the acupuncture points around the wound to slow the blood flow, while she calmly directed her assistants to fetch the necessary herbs and instruments. The soldier's face was pale, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, his teeth clenched in pain and chattering. Jiang Zhi whispered soothing words to him as she quickly ground the herbs into a powder, sprinkled it evenly over the wound, and bandaged it tightly with clean gauze.
Then, she turned and rushed to another injured person with a broken leg. She carefully touched the broken bones of the injured person, and judged the condition of the fracture with her rich experience and keen perception. After determining the treatment plan, she asked her assistant to hold the injured person's leg tightly, while she concentrated on setting the bones. Her eyes were focused and solemn, and every movement was just right. With a slight "click", the broken bone was successfully reset. Jiang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and fine beads of sweat on her forehead slid down her cheeks, but she was unaware of it. With her unremitting efforts, the injuries of one injured person after another were controlled and stabilized. She used her superb medical skills to support a sky of hope for her allies, giving them the confidence to continue fighting.
At the same time, Shen Qingchen assembled an elite force outside the tent. Each of them was agile, their eyes revealing fearless courage and firm conviction. Shen Qingchen stood at the front of the team, his posture as straight as a pine tree, his black uniform rustling in the wind. His face was cold and resolute, and the flame of battle burned in his deep eyes.
"Today, we will go straight to Huanglong and take the head of the leader of the mysterious organization!" Shen Qingchen's voice was low and powerful, resounding over the team like a bell. "Brothers, for our homeland, for those innocent people, for victory, follow me!"
With that, he spearheaded the charge, leading his elite troops like an arrow from a bow towards the mysterious organization's core area. Along the way, they encountered numerous obstacles from the mysterious organization, but Shen Qingchen and his troops showed no fear. With their superb martial arts and tacit coordination, they overcame all obstacles. The longsword in Shen Qingchen's hand gleamed with a cold light, and every swing evoked a cloud of blood. His swordsmanship was like a dragon emerging from the sea, swift and fierce, and enemies fell wherever he went.
As they finally approached the tent where the mysterious organization's leader was staying, the surrounding defenses became even tighter. Shen Qingchen's eyes were sharp as a torch, calmly observing the surroundings, searching for the enemy's weaknesses. Suddenly, he noticed that the defenses on one side of the tent were relatively weak, so he made a quick decision and led his troops to launch a surprise attack from that direction.
"Kill!" Shen Qingchen roared, charging into the enemy lines. His figure was as swift as a ghost, weaving freely among the enemies. His sword danced in a silver streak of light, splattering blood everywhere. The elite troops followed closely behind, engaging in fierce close combat with the enemy. For a moment, the sound of shouts and the clash of weapons intertwined, deafening.
In the melee, Shen Qingchen finally broke through the numerous obstacles and reached the mysterious organization's leader. The leader looked stunned, as if he had not expected Shen Qingchen to break through his defenses so quickly. But he was no ordinary man, and he quickly calmed down, brandishing his long sword and confronting Shen Qingchen.
Shen Qingchen snorted coldly, then, without a word, charged forward with his sword. His swordplay was unpredictable, sometimes lashing out with the ferocity of a storm, other times light and tentative, like a dragonfly skimming the water. The mysterious organization's leader was also experienced, deftly parrying Shen Qingchen's attacks while waiting for an opportunity to strike back. The two exchanged blows, and for a moment, it was difficult to tell who was stronger.
However, Shen Qingchen knew time was running out, and the longer he delayed, the worse it would be for his side. So, he decided to unleash his ultimate move. He took a deep breath, and his internal energy surged like a surging tide, converging on his sword. With a loud shout, the sword in his hand shone brightly, unleashing the "Wind-Breaking Stab." This strike, condensing all his strength and exquisite swordsmanship, delivered a breathtaking display of speed and power.
The mysterious organization's leader's face changed drastically. He tried desperately to resist, but under Shen Qingchen's fierce attack, he was ultimately unable to withstand it. With a "puff", Shen Qingchen's long sword pierced the leader's shoulder. The leader screamed, and the long sword in his hand fell out of his hand. Shen Qingchen took advantage of the situation and kicked the leader in the chest, knocking him to the ground.
This crucial blow, like a boulder dropped into a calm lake, instantly unleashed a turbulent wave within the mysterious organization. The mysterious organization's command system instantly fell into disarray, leaving leaders at all levels bewildered. The previously organized defense and counterattack became disorganized. This fundamentally shifted the situation on the battlefield. Shen Qingchen and his allies, buoyed by their victory, launched an even more fierce attack on the mysterious organization.
The author has something to say:
In this chapter, I hope to vividly portray the thrilling battle scenes, Jiang Zhi's compassionate heart, and Shen Qingchen's fearless bravery. Every detail is carefully crafted to allow readers to immerse themselves in the smoke of battle and the life-or-death struggle. Simultaneously, Shen Qingchen's crucial strike against the mysterious organization's leader propels the story to its climax, laying a solid foundation for the subsequent victory. Thank you for your continued support and love for this book; your companionship is my greatest motivation.
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