Shia made strange noises and kept pounding Walmart with her fists. Walmart, like a clumsy elephant that had been bled, became slower and slower, and her strength waned. Finally, Shia knocked Walmart unconscious by kneeing her in the chin.
Shia was overjoyed and, completely ignoring Walmart lying on the ground, skipped over to Qin Mo. Just as she was about to reach Qin Mo, she suddenly seemed to remember something, and with a "thud," she fell to the ground and began to groan.
Qin Mo couldn't understand what was going on, so she quickly went over, picked her up, and examined her carefully.
"Shia, where were you seriously injured? I... I didn't see clearly just now! There's something strange about that Zhurao armor?"
"Qin Mo... I'm injured, I need... to heal."
Shia's face was a little red, and her body was a little weak. It seemed that the fierce battle just now had exhausted her strength.
"In name only, let Xiao Zeyu from the north surround them!"
Wu Mingyi accepted the order and left. Soon, several rockets soared into the sky, leaving red and green trails of smoke. They rose to a height of over a hundred feet before exploding with a bang, forming colorful smoke.
The bumpkins of Zhu City-State were still unaware of what was happening when they saw the Great Xia Rao's communication rockets, but soon the scouts behind them hurriedly returned to report that a foreign Rao army had appeared behind the allied forces and was surrounding them.
Xiao Zeyu is Xiao Jingxian's son. He is the most low-key among the second generation of Da Yuanjun. However, with Da Yuanjun expanding so rapidly, talent will eventually be discovered, no matter how low-key one is.
Qin Mo was not so arrogant as to sweep across the eastern coast of India with only 6,000 men. The expeditionary force from Da Yuan's hometown was already prepared. Nearly 10,000 well-trained troops had arrived at the Indian coast a few days ago and landed behind the Indian allied forces, just waiting for today's encirclement.
After the message rocket was launched, a response came quickly from afar, with red and blue smoke rising hundreds of feet high, very conspicuous.
Seeing all this, Qin Mo knew that the outcome of today's battle was pretty much a foregone conclusion. How could a group of hastily assembled militiamen possibly be a match for a regular army trained to modern standards?
No matter how low-key a prince is, he is still a prince. Wherever he goes, he has servants ready to attend to him and solve any problems. A tent was quickly set up for the prince to use to treat his personal maid.
"Shia, where does it hurt?"
"I'm in pain all over my body."
Shia pointed pitifully at the bruises on her face, her lips trembling and tears streaming down her face.
Qin Mo quickly circulated his vital energy and placed his hand on Xi Ya's delicate face. A cool wave of vital energy covered her face, and most of the bruises disappeared. As for the rest, Qin Mo couldn't do anything about it. He didn't know any healing techniques, and his non-attribute vital energy could only heal injuries, not beautify her.
"Alright, Shia, you rest for a bit. I'm going outside to take a look; the fighting is fierce!"
Shia gaped and exclaimed, "This...this is...the healing is finished?"
Qin Mo asked curiously, "You only have superficial injuries, what else do you want?"
Shia burst into tears, "Ruoxi, this isn't how you healed Jiafei..."
Qin Mo understood. Shia and Lin Ruoxi were always talking together, and her relationship with Kaihime was indeed established after she healed Kaihime's injuries, because she had touched her private parts!
Looking at Xia's flat stomach, Qin Mo, who had been holding back her desires, suddenly found herself unable to control herself.
Qin Mo cursed inwardly, "Damn that hateful inner demon!" (To connect with more like-minded people and discuss "Sailing and Conquest," follow "或" on WeChat to chat about your favorite books.)
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