At the critical moment, Jane Ning's mind suddenly became clear. She realized that she was dreaming and opened her eyes.
"Madam!" When she opened her eyes, she saw Ding Youtian with an anxious look on his face and a room full of people surrounding her.
That was a close call, it turned out to be a dream.
"Master, now that you're awake, I'm going to start the acupuncture. Don't move for now." Jian Ning taught Yang Jinyu the acupuncture technique step by step. The technique of twisting the needle required careful attention to the intensity of the needle. With several years of experience, he had become very proficient at it. However, because he was worried that Jian Ning might be killed in a dream, a layer of fine sweat seeped out of his forehead.
Jane Ning looked around at everyone in the room, recalling her dream just now, and suddenly realized that the person holding her hand in the dream was most likely the Black Impermanence who was taking her life.
"Jinyu, thank you so much. If it weren't for this needle you gave me, I might have gone to see the King of Hell." After the needle was taken out, Jian Ning glanced at Yang Jinyu and smiled.
"I am ashamed to accept this. It was Master who taught me the acupuncture techniques, and it was also Master who reminded me to give you acupuncture. How can I possibly deserve Master's thanks?"
Yang Jinyu said this and bowed deeply to her.
"Let's not talk about that for now. Tell me what you dreamed about. How did you almost go to see the King of Hell?" Ding Youtian said.
Jian Ning recounted what she had seen in her dream, frowning slightly as she continued, "I only inhaled a tiny bit by mistake, and I nearly died in my dream. If our armies faced each other in the future, and she sprayed a large amount of it at us... well, we should be at close range. If she did, we would have been killed by an arrow!"
"Anyway, these wizards from the Moon Nation are quite difficult to deal with. And that Imperial Master is probably even more bizarre. Inhaling that smoke not only causes dreams, but it can also summon spirits and gods to claim lives. This... is simply too counterintuitive."
As Jian Ning finished speaking, the voice of Prince Pingnan rang out from outside the tent, "Is Ning'er awake?"
With a series of hurried footsteps, Prince Pingnan came with Concubine Li and several generals. They went into the city to ask people and found out that the national teacher Nanuoshen and his sister were dream wizards, the highest level of wizards who could make people die in dreams or illusions.
Concubine Li sat down beside the wooden bed, took Jian Ning's hand and patted it gently, saying, "I'm glad you're awake and safe. Your father was worried sick. The prince has ordered people to go up the mountain to collect the tangerine peel. We heard that the tangerine peel can break the dream poison. Soldiers on the battlefield will carry some roots with them to avoid being tricked by them."
Jian Ning knew about the turmeric plant; it was mentioned in the medical book Grandma Wu gave her. It's called Curcuma zedoaria in modern times, and it has many other benefits, including promoting blood circulation, removing stasis, alleviating pain, and fighting tumors and tissue fibrosis. However, Curcuma zedoaria is mostly found in the bushes of the south, and even if it's found in Yue Country, it's rare, especially since it's close to the north.
"I know a kind of pill that can replace the camphor. Soldiers don't have to go all over the mountains to look for it. I will go to Uncle Yang at night. He should be able to get it." There are many mothballs in Jane Ning's medicine storehouse, and the camphor content of zedoary is high. She guessed that the camphor is what allowed zedoary to restrain the dream poison.
"This old sheep monster has repeatedly helped my army at the Great Banquet. After we return to the capital, I will report his achievement to the court!" King Pingnan was in great relief because Jian Ning was safe and sound and Pei Zitong was captured alive in the morning.
In Fengyi City, however, there was a gloomy atmosphere. Pei Xiyuan, who was sitting at the top of the conference room, had a face so gloomy that water could be squeezed out of it.
The hall was completely silent.
Pei Xiyuan severely reprimanded Na Nuoshen and Suo Wenzhen only because they both mentioned that if Pei Xiyuan had listened to their advice earlier and eliminated Jian Ning, there would be no worries today.
No one in the Yue Army could understand the red light that Jian Ning had used to injure Nuoqi. If every member of the Yan Army possessed such a powerful hidden weapon, wouldn't this attack on the Central Plains be hopeless?
Pei Xiyuan couldn't help but think of what Wu Yunzhu had said the night before he left. At the time, he had thought she was just talking nonsense. What about modern times, time travel, all these things were unheard of... Perhaps, he should ask Wu Yunzhu for clarification? Maybe that crazy woman really did know what that red light was all about?
Thinking of this, his eyebrows raised, and he was about to order someone to go to the capital to fetch Wu Yunzhu, but then he thought again, could Pei Xiyuan have come to this point by relying on a crazy woman to turn things around?
Thinking of this, he gave up the idea.
In the afternoon, after three more cannon shots, the drawbridge outside Fengyi City was slowly lowered again. This time, the Yue Army was led by the brave General Muzhe, a tall and thin man with a sallow complexion and a somewhat sickly look.
Although he looks thin, he is brave enough to fight against ten thousand men. He uses a mountain-splitting axe that is one meter long and weighs one hundred pounds. In his hand, it looks like it weighs several pounds. If he strikes with the axe, I am afraid few people can stop him.
The one facing Mu Zhe on the Dayan Army side was General Wan Zhengqi, who usually used the Lengyan Saw, which was the Qinglong Yanyue Sword used by Guan Yu in the Three Kingdoms. The blade was extremely sharp, with a row of cold teeth on the back, hence the name Lengyan Saw.
The Lengyan saw used by Wan Zhengqi weighs 85 kilograms, which is 3 kilograms heavier than the one used by Guan Yu. He holds it in his hand with ease, which shows that the arm strength of these two people is incomparable.
"Is the coming general General Wan Zhengqi?" Muzhe saw that the soldiers behind him were holding a flag with the word "Wan" on it. The general was eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and a wide body, like a black tower, very powerful and imposing. He couldn't help but be very alert.
Wan Zhengqi snorted coldly and squinted his eyes to look at the mountain-splitting axe in his hand. He had also heard of Muzhe's name and knew that although he looked like a sick man, he was actually extremely strong. He was already thinking about how to defeat the enemy and defeat him in one fell swoop.
The sound of war drums on both sides resounded through the sky, and neither of the two opponents dared to let their guard down. Even the mounts under their crotch seemed to sense that they were about to have a fierce battle, and they were not willing to be outdone. They neighed loudly, dug their four hooves into the ground, and barked at each other.
Wan Zhengqi rides Jifeng, who has become a favorite in the army, especially loved by several generals. Since ancient times, heroes have loved BMWs, and BMWs also favor heroes. Jifeng is also very human-like. During the years in Dingxian Village, it was carefully cared for by Mr. Ding Sanye, and Jian Ning fed it with spiritual spring water from time to time. Its fur has become shiny and smooth, and its eyes are bright, making it a leader among horses.
Mu Zhe was also riding a good horse that was picked from thousands of miles away. He held a mountain-splitting axe in one hand and the reins in the other. Wan Zhengqi did the same. The two of them rode slowly, looking for the best time to take action.
Suddenly, Wan Zhengqi exposed a flaw, and with a roar that was as deep as his dantian, Muzhe raised the mountain-splitting axe in his hand, and the cold saw in Wan Zhengqi's hand swept across Muzhe's neck in an instant. This was a fighting style that would hurt both sides. Muzhe was shocked, and hesitated for a moment before chopping down the axe, and tilted his head to the side. In this move, Wan Zhengqi turned the fake move into a real move, and the cold saw chopped off the horse's head.
The horse was so frightened that it retreated hastily, but Mu Zhe swung his axe down, but the move was old and he couldn't retract it. The axe hit the ground and almost knocked him off the horse.
However, he was a veteran who had been on the battlefield for many years. When his axe hit the air, he lunged forward, almost sticking to the horse's back. He barely avoided Wan Zhengqi's saber attack and then picked up the axe to fight with Wan Zhengqi.
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