Lu Zhixing's expression changed slightly, he jumped up from the ground and rushed out with Liu Bai.
The Yan army was like a dog-skin plaster, sticking to Lu Zhixing tightly, as if they would not retreat unless Lu Zhixing was killed.
It would have been fine if they just guarded outside the mountain, but they also sent troops into the mountain to encircle and suppress Lu Zhixing.
"kill!"
The remaining soldiers around Lu Zhixing were not easy to deal with either. Although they were wounded and starving, they still met the enemy in an orderly manner the moment they attacked.
However, the Yan army had sufficient supplies and abundant physical strength, and gradually gained the upper hand.
A soldier had not eaten for several days and his legs were weak. He was about to be beheaded, but Lu Zhixing pulled him up and threw him aside, while he blocked the attack.
The soldier looked at the god-like Lu Zhixing in front of him, and a fire ignited in his chest. He shouted loudly, supported his body and stood up, and returned to the battle.
Just as people on Lu Zhixing's side fell one after another, something unexpected happened. Arrows fell from the sky and accurately pierced the chests of Yan Jun.
"Your Highness, please forgive me for being late in coming to your rescue!" Twelve brandished his sword while reaping the Yan army and apologizing to Lu Zhixing.
Hearing Twelve's voice, Lu Zhixing paused slightly, and the heavy stone in his heart suddenly fell down, and he suddenly fell forward.
"Your Highness!" Liu Bai immediately embraced Lu Zhixing. Just when he was at a loss, Song Yushu appeared and grabbed Lu Zhixing's hand.
"Lay him flat on the ground!" Song Yushu shouted at Liu Bai, took out a moxibustion needle from his arms, and quickly stabbed it into Lu Zhixing's face.
Liu Bai was stunned and put Lu Zhixing down obediently.
Lu Zhixing must have been anxious and angry, and coupled with the days of hard work, the poison that had already spread from his eyes to his body was irritated and eroded his wounds.
As Song Yushu slowly controlled Lu Zhixing's injuries, the secret guards brought by Twelve and Lu Zhixing's soldiers had completed the counterattack against the Yan army.
Watching Liu Bai ordering people to set up a warm tent, Song Yushu carefully observed Lu Zhixing's injuries and found that there was no problem. He then left the tent and headed straight for the place where the wounded were accommodated.
Although Song Yushu's specialty is acupuncture, she can also treat external injuries, so she did not rest for a moment and kept treating the wounded amid the wailing.
War is very cruel. Song Yushu watched helplessly as very young but seriously injured soldiers died in front of him.
She numbly closed the eyes of the soldier who died with his eyes open, and then everything went black and she fainted.
In her dream, she returned to the time when she still had the protection of her godfather. She was joking around in the kitchen of Prince Jing's mansion, playing with cats and dogs, and having a great time. But she accidentally bumped into her godfather who was working.
He turned around and said to her seriously, "Didn't I ask you to take good care of the prince?"
Song Yushu was suddenly awakened and jumped up, startling Lu Zhixing who was sitting next to him.
"Your Majesty!"
He looked at Song Yushu, whose chin was pointed due to fatigue, with a soft look in his eyes, but the words he said were unpleasant, "What's the ghost howling about?"
"Your Highness, please forgive me." Song Yushu struggled to get up and was about to salute Lu Zhixing.
"That's enough. Why are you messing around when you're injured?" Lu Zhixing frowned and shouted, successfully stopping Song Yushu's actions.
Song Yushu grinned foolishly, "My Lord, I'm glad you're okay."
Lu Zhixing knew that Twelve would definitely come to the Northern Territory, but Song Yushu would not come. She did not know martial arts, and her injuries had just healed. It was unknown how much hardship she had endured coming to the Northern Territory.
"Now that you're awake, get up." Lu Zhixing stood up with his hands behind his back, "Go back to the city!"
"Wait, Your Majesty." Song Yushu was anxious and grabbed Lu Zhixing's hand. "Let me take your pulse again. It would be bad if the poison in your body has not completely dissipated..."
Lu Zhixing lowered his head to glance at Song Yu's hand, which was wrapped in a schoolbag and had blood smears on it due to her movements.
"I'm sorry for being rude, Your Highness." Seeing him staring at his hands, Song Yushu thought he disliked him and apologized repeatedly.
"Shut up while I'm taking your pulse." Lu Zhixing frowned slightly and sat down beside the bed to make it easier for her to take his pulse.
This little liar really forgot that she is a woman. She is covered in wounds and doesn't know how to take care of herself.
Seeing Lu Zhixing's slightly gloomy face, Song Yushu immediately stopped talking and quietly took her pulse.
Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise, as most of the poison in Lu Zhixing's body had dissipated, so his eyes could see things again, no longer a ball of shadow, and no longer sometimes working and sometimes not working.
He looked at Song Yushu who lowered her head, her big eyes half closed, her long eyelashes slightly curled, her small nose twitching slightly because of the cold, and her thin lips pressed together because of her seriousness.
Song Yushu frowned in confusion. "Your Majesty, is the poison in your body spreading again? Why is your heartbeat getting more and more frantic?"
Swish——
Lu Zhixing stood up abruptly and left the tent, saying, "Nonsense! Pack up and break camp!"
This is over. This poison can also attack Lu Zhixing's brain through his eyes? Song Yushu's temper is getting more and more manic. She smacked her lips. How come she, a genius in acupuncture, always encounters bottlenecks with Lu Zhixing?
When Song Yushu packed himself up and walked out of the tent, he found that all the soldiers had packed up and gathered in the open space. After hearing the noise, many people looked over.
Although Song Yushu was not a socially anxious person, it was still quite terrifying to have so many people watching. She quickly lowered her head and ran to Lu Zhixing's side.
She seemed unaware that she had become a god in the hearts of these soldiers. If it weren't for her treatment, many soldiers would have died before the time to break camp and return to the city.
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