Chapter 153
The head slowly rose up, holding a lit bag of gunpowder in its hand.
"?"
Xu Jin suspected that he was dying and was hallucinating, but when he looked again...
"!!!"
That really is his grandson!
Qu Dubian flew down from the city wall silently, threw a gunpowder bag on the left, another on the right, and finally he smashed the last one hard on the back of the heads of the left and right wise kings.
The Right Wise King suddenly felt a chill on his back and turned his head abruptly: "Someone is attacking! Get out of the way--"
boom!
The compressed gunpowder bags exploded directly into the herds of Northern Frontier cavalry on both sides.
The neighing of frightened war horses was heard constantly.
Qu Dubian rode on the rising air waves of the gunpowder bag and flew in front of Xu Jin. With a tense face, he lifted Xu Jin onto his shoulders and shouted to the stunned soldiers around him, "Run! Run as many as you can!!"
He was alone at the moment, surrounded on three sides by the enemy. He had no time to care about his own soldiers and could only run at full speed with his exhausted grandfather in the direction of Lang Qing.
Qu Dubian felt like his legs were about to split apart from running. He had never run so fast in his life.
The young man stepped on the grass with his toes, carrying an old man in heavy armor who was twice as strong as him. He was almost flying on the grass, and in the blink of an eye he flew far away.
"...Xiaoguai?" Xu Jin's voice was hoarse like a wild animal, "What are you doing..."
Qu Dubian moved his ears and heard the residual sound of Xu Jin's lungs when he spoke. He thought to himself, "Oh no, what kind of injury did grandpa suffer?"
"without……"
whoosh——!
An arrow suddenly shot from behind.
Qu Duanbian's expression turned cold instantly, and he jumped repeatedly and dodged quickly.
He glanced back.
The three gunpowder packs, even though they were pressed hard by Qu Duanbian from the outside, the proportion of the gunpowder components was still average, so their power was still average.
The left and right wise kings were slightly injured, with a layer of black ash on their faces. After they came to their senses, they led their men to chase and intercept them.
The cavalrymen, holding bows and arrows, killed the two people fleeing in front.
The blood from Xu Jin's body seeped into Qu Dubian's shoulders. He glanced at the road that had been cleared by Lang Qing. The roadside was littered with corpses of soldiers from both sides. This road was forced open and was the only hope for escape.
He coughed a few times and said, "Put Grandpa down. They only want to kill me. You can still escape by yourself."
Qu Dubian didn't listen, he just said: "I'm sorry, Grandpa, we found out too late. But at most... in a quarter of an hour, Liuliu will bring people here."
"A quarter of an hour?"
Qu Watanabe: "He will definitely come. I believe him. Grandpa, please believe me too. We can go to the second city alive!"
Xu Jin's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he didn't know whether he was silent or unconscious. After a moment, he pinched the wound reluctantly to make his mind a little clearer, and turned over with force, trying to climb on Qu Dubian's back.
"You carry grandpa on your back, don't carry him, it makes him uncomfortable."
Qu Dubian held Xu Jin, the veins on the back of his hand faintly visible. He used force to stop him and gritted his teeth, "That's it, don't move!"
Want to use yourself as a human shield and use your back to block the arrows from his way? No way.
He promised his grandmother that he would take good care of his grandfather and that they would live together in their old age. That statement must not become a flag, and he would not allow it.
King Zuo Xian felt that something was really weird.
Damn it, who is the guy who stole Xu Jin? He ran so fast!
"He gave up his body defense and put all his internal energy into his feet. This speed can't be sustained for long," said the Right Wise King. "Attack from both sides and narrow the opening of the net. Don't let them join up with Lang Qing."
"That kid has no defenses all over his body. Don't shoot Xu Jin, shoot him!"
The dense rain of arrows covered the sky and the earth. Qu Dubian dodged more often and his escape speed slowed down significantly.
A cold arrow with a barb was shot out from Zuo Xian Wang's hand, aiming at Qu Dubian's back. Qu Dubian dodged suddenly, avoiding the fatal spot, and was hit in the left shoulder.
The blood color suddenly spread.
Qu Watanabe only felt a little pain. He thanked his adrenaline and ran faster.
When Xu Jin saw Qu Dubian was shot in the shoulder, the intense stimulation caused all the blood in his body to rush to his head. His eyes turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He gathered up some strength and swung the dagger at his waist hard, blinding Zuo Xianwang's horse.
The warhorse neighed and threw Zuo Xian Wang off. He was almost trampled by the soldiers behind him. After stabilizing his steps, he shouted angrily, "Xu Jin!"
The constriction around it is getting smaller and smaller.
There was no more archery, and the cavalry's scimitars were almost chopping the corner of Qu Watanabe's clothes.
Running at this extreme speed, his internal energy was being consumed at a crazy rate, and his meridians were aching slightly.
"You're a good boy. With this level of internal strength, if you were allowed to grow up to be a general, you would be a formidable enemy of the Northern Frontier," the Right Wise King said sincerely as he looked at the back of the young man running in front of him.
Damn it, Qu Dubian thought, he was originally a general, a fourth-rank general!
Xu Jin looked at the blood all over his body, his eyes sore and his heart trembled: "Xiaoguai, put grandpa... down."
"Grandpa, be obedient and think about grandma."
Qu Duanbian coaxed.
His forehead was covered in sweat, and his eyes were calm. He looked up and estimated the distance he had run, as well as the distance to the second city, and guessed how far Uncle Lang Qing was from them.
It should not be far away.
Even if he couldn't hold on, he had to hold on.
He was stabbed in the side of his waist.
Qu Dubian groaned.
At this moment, the simulator popped up a message:
[B12 is 300 meters away from the host.]
[B12 is 220 meters away from the host.]
[B12 is 100 meters away from the host.]
Qu Dubian's eyes lit up, and he jumped several dozen meters again, shouting:
"Six six good luck!"
Yi Twelve, dressed in black, stepped on the heads of the Northern Frontier cavalrymen and flew in front of Qu Dubian. He swept out with the soft sword at his waist, and the violent internal force that had been suppressed all the way burst out instantly!
The dozen or so pursuers behind Qu Dubian were thrown to the ground in an instant.
"Why didn't you call me?!"
A shot comes from the east!
A silver spear taller than a man broke through the air and stabbed fiercely in front of the horse of King Youxian!
The pupils of the Right Wise King suddenly shrank, he reined in his horse and stopped abruptly, then turned his head sharply: "Xia Fuyang!"
It was the support from the East Defenders. Why did they come so quickly? And why didn't they warn us?
Xia Fuyang came riding on horseback, and the support of 50,000 troops followed closely behind him. With roars of killing that shook the earth, they crashed directly into the encirclement on the east side of the Northern Frontier.
Xia Fuyang flew up, snatched his spear from the Right Wise King, turned around and landed in front of Qu Dubian, protecting him, swung his spear, lowered his brows and said, "Who dares to come forward!"
Yi Twelve didn't say anything, but took a step forward quietly. He shook his wrist and the soft sword straightened.
Only at this moment did Qu Duanbian have the confidence to stop.
He said, "Liuliu, where is the Western Defender?"
B12: "In the back, coming right up."
However, the number of soldiers defending the west was originally smaller than that of the east, and the number of people left to defend the city totaled 30,000.
But the first to arrive were not the Western Defenders, but Lang Qing.
Lang Qing was in a very sorry state, with only a few thousand soldiers behind him. The main forces of the two cities were all trying to block the formation of the encirclement. His face was flushed, and he immediately locked onto the old man carried on Qu Dubian's right shoulder.
"My Lord!"
The Western garrison also arrived.
Ye Lianyang took the lead, "Boss!"
At this point, the eastern and western defenders, as well as reinforcements from the two cities, had all arrived.
The Right Wise King's face looked grim.
Why? This is so different from the earliest time they thought support would arrive.
Xia Fuyang tilted his head and said, "Xiao Qi, take the Marquis and Uncle Lang Qing away and retreat to the second city."
His gaze lingered on the arrow on Qu Dubian's shoulder and waist for a moment. He frowned, and then looked at Xu Jin who was being carried, and his heart sank.
Lang Qing dismounted, quickly came to Qu Du's side, and took Xu Jin over.
Xu Jin shook his head and looked around. The worry about his grandson slowly dissipated. As the anger he had been holding in his heart dissipated, he instantly fell into a coma.
"Grandpa!" He reached out and felt Grandpa's pulse, and said in a deep voice, "We must leave quickly."
Lang Qing: "I will take care of your wounds, Your Highness."
Qu Duanbian tore off two pieces of his clothes and tied them around his waist to stop the blood from flowing out. "I'm fine. I can ride a horse by myself."
Upon hearing this, Lang Qing said nothing more. He put Xu Jin on the horse, sat behind to protect him, and left quickly under the cover of the soldiers.
Xia Fuyang waved his hand, and the deputy general led three teams of the East Defense Army to escort behind.
Qu Dubian stayed and picked up a sword from the ground. He weighed it and found it was quite handy.
He walked to Xia Fuyang and looked at the Right Wise King, "I have never killed anyone in person."
Even when he was suppressing bandits, except for the final beheading, when he pursued the bandits, he would injure them but not kill them.
Maybe it was a bit ridiculous to insist, but he still wanted to delay the day when he would kill someone with his own hands.
"But I really want to kill you with my own hands. If you take another half step forward, you will die today."
Right Wise King: "You young boy, you have no reputation at all, and you still want to kill me?"
He didn't know Qu Dubian's identity, nor did he recognize him. He just thought he was an ordinary general with good martial arts skills.
Woo——
A desolate horn sounded.
It is the truce of the northern border.
The Right Wise King sighed softly. It was a pity that he was unable to kill Xu Jin with his own hands, nor was he able to see him die with his own eyes.
However, with such serious injuries, the possibility of death is much greater than survival.
Raising their hands, the soldiers from the Northern Frontier slowly retreated.
The east and west defenders did not pursue and remained cautious and vigilant.
They were able to cut off the siege from Northern Frontier, but Zhongyi City had been breached and the Northern Frontier army behind them had not retreated, so charging forward would bring them no good results.
After the Northern Frontier troops temporarily retreated, Xia Fuyang's tense muscles slowly relaxed.
He grabbed Qu Watanabe's right arm and said, "Your shoulder injury needs to be treated. Is it poisonous? Does it hurt?"
"It's not poisonous, it's okay, it just bleeds a little," Qu Duan looked at them, "Luckily you two are here, otherwise I would probably die here today."
Ye Lianyang: "Boss, there's me too. I'm fast too!" But not as fast as Liuliu's personal guards.
Yi Twelve looked at the wounds on his body, pursed his lips and said, "Go back first."
Xia Fuyang nodded: "Let's go."
The eastern and western defenders slowly closed in and retreated to the second city.
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Second city.
Military doctor's tent.
Qu Watanabe's hair was pulled up to the right side of his neck, his upper body was naked, and the military doctor was removing the arrow from his left shoulder.
From an extremely dangerous situation to the relatively safe environment now, adrenaline was no longer effective, and Qu Watanabe felt the pain belatedly.
Xia Fuyang and Liuliu were already worried enough, and in order to prevent his face from looking too ugly because of the pain, he converted the injury into a simulation, leaving only 10% of the pain value.
Externally caused wounds will not instantly heal due to simulation, after all, it is visible to the naked eye.
If the wound was serious one second but healed the next, he would probably become a monster in the eyes of others.
The arrowhead has a barb and can only be completely penetrated through the shoulder and then cut off.
Yi Twelve watched the whole process, his eyes fixed on the copper basin full of blood, the blood-stained bandages, the hideous wounds, and Qu Watanabe's pale, frowning face.
"Your Highness, the arrow has been removed. Please bear with the pain."
Qu Watanabe nodded.
When he really pulled it out, he adjusted the pain to zero, as if he had been given anesthesia.
The military doctor applied medicine to his wound, then wrapped it with bandage again, and also bandaged the wound on his waist.
"Alright, Your Highness," the military doctor instructed, "One is a penetrating wound and the other is a knife wound. Although they are both external injuries, you still need to recuperate well."
"The medicine has just been applied. It's best not to make any big movements before it seeps into the wound. I'll come and tell you as soon as there's any news from the Marquis."
Qu Watanabe responded and reached for his clothes.
His original clothes were so worn out that they could no longer be worn, so he bought the new clothes at a clothing store in the city.
Yi Twelve took his inner garment and put it on his shoulders, "You are injured, don't move."
Qu Dubian looked up: "I still want to go to my grandfather's place to watch over him."
"temple……"
Yi Twelve suddenly stopped and touched the round ball pendant hanging around his neck. There was a small insect-like thing inside, vibrating silently.
This was a method he imitated the royal secret guards used to communicate with each other. As long as someone blew a whistle within a certain distance, the small thing inside the pendant would vibrate.
It is not easy to make, after all, it is an imitation. Currently, only a few people can get the whistle for communication.
He said seriously: "Your Highness, it should be someone close to Princess Zhiyi who came to deliver the news."
Qu Dubian's heart skipped a beat, and he took out his token, "Go find him, and bring him here."
B12 didn't move.
Qu Watanabe: "I won't leave, nor will I move. I'll just wait for news here."
Only then did Yi Twelve leave.
About a quarter of an hour later, he brought a man dressed as a Northern Frontier soldier into the military doctor's tent.
The man who came had a deep face of a person from the northern border. He looked at Qu Dubian and said, "My name is A Hanli, and Princess A Xiang is my mother."
Qu Watanabe: "Are you my aunt's son?" He thought, "You seem to be following Agumuduo, why are you the one delivering the message? How is my sister?"
Ah Hanli looked very cold, even a little disgusted.
"Agumuduo is alive. Sister Zhiyi saved him. They and the sheep farmers just found a suitable place to stay. They are barely safe."
He relied on his looks to infiltrate the pro-war Northern Frontier army, then pretended to be dead for a long time, and only sneaked over after the army retreated. He was nearly trampled to death by a horse. Needless to say, the process was extremely difficult.
Qu Watanabe was relieved this time.
Although I can’t get out, I’m glad that my sister is okay.
Qu Watanabe: "Uncle Lang Qing and Uncle Ersen should all know you. There are Northern Frontier troops outside, so it's better for you to stay."
Ah Hanli sneered: "You care so much about a mixed-blood superfluous person like me, why didn't you take better care of my mother? There are too many people in the Great Zhou who are hypocritical and cold-hearted."
Qu Dubian was really puzzled: "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Ah Hanli tried to hold back his anger, "My mother worked hard for the Great Zhou. Her last letter before she passed away also told us about the current situation in the Northern Frontier. She wanted to return to the Great Zhou very much. She begged the emperor of the Great Zhou to take her back in her letter. Why don't you take her home?"
"My mother held on for so many days, but she never heard any news about the Great Zhou until she died. She closed her eyes with full of regret."
Qu Dubian frowned, "A letter requesting to go home? But I remember that Da Zhou did not receive a letter from Aunt Xiang requesting to go home."
Given the situation at that time, if there was a letter, the court could not have been unaware of it.
Ah Hanli was shocked: "But my mother clearly wrote it!"
The two looked at each other and their expressions became serious.
Qu Watanabe: "Let's pair up and see what went wrong."
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