Chapter 733 The night when the storm comes!
"Although we have won a great victory today, you can drink, but don't get drunk!"
The originally noisy camp suddenly became quiet. The soldiers looked at each other and put down their wine bowls.
A bearded centurion wiped his mouth and said loudly, "General, you are right! I will go patrol the city right away!"
Soon, most of the soldiers returned to their posts on their own initiative.
Only the hundred elite soldiers who had witnessed the power of overheated weapons with their own eyes bowed deeply in the direction of Ran Qingxuan before leaving, their eyes full of awe and gratitude.
"These guys..." Chang Hu shook his head and chuckled.
Ran Qingxuan saw that they didn't have guns and asked in confusion.
"I placed these things in a secret room on the city wall. Otherwise, it would be too conspicuous if I carried them all the time."
Ran Qingxuan lowered his head and thought about it, feeling that something was not right, and he hesitated to speak.
Chang Hu thought she was also worried about the gun being leaked, so he said loudly.
"Don't worry, ma'am. They are very tight-lipped."
Ran Qingxuan nodded slightly, lowered his head and took a bite of the horse meat in his hand, but his eyes unconsciously drifted towards the city wall.
There, several injured Yigui war horses were being dragged back to the camp. She suddenly remembered the modern opinions against eating horse meat and couldn't help but smile bitterly...
In this chaotic world where human life is worthless, who can care about these things?
Gu Yanchen stood beside her without knowing when, and placed his warm palm on her lower back: "Are you tired?"
"A little." Ran Qingxuan leaned on his side and gently stroked his pregnant belly.
"I was thinking... so many people died today..."
Gu Yanchen was silent for a moment, and stroked her hair gently: "You saved more people."
He looked toward the village with smoke rising from cooking fires in the distance and said slowly, "The old people, women and children behind me can sleep peacefully tonight."
Chang Hu walked behind them without knowing when, holding a roll of rice paper in his hand: "Sister-in-law, Brother Gu, this is the real record of the battle."
He said solemnly: "Although I have declared it to be a 'heavenly punishment', I must remember the truth. If I do..."
Ran Qingxuan nodded in understanding. This seemingly rough general was actually very meticulous.
She took the rice paper and saw that it recorded in detail the effects of the use of hot weapons and the number of enemy casualties, but deliberately concealed the source of the weapons.
"Brother Chang is a man of foresight. This matter is of great importance. The fewer people who know about it, the better." Gu Yanchen said solemnly.
Chang Hu pursed his lips and responded in a low voice: "Qi Jing...I'm afraid he has guessed it."
"If Qi Jing knows, he knows. When have I ever been afraid of him?" Ran Qingxuan sneered, his fingers unconsciously stroking the alarm on his wrist.
Chang Hu laughed loudly upon hearing this, his voice shaking the roof tiles: "My sister-in-law is as brave as a man! Come, let's all toast to the Madam!"
He raised his glass and drank from it. The wine dripped down his beard, and in the firelight it was as red as blood.
The night wind suddenly rose, blowing the embers of the bonfire away into the distance. In this seemingly peaceful night of victory, undercurrents had already begun to surge.
It was late at night and the military camp gradually fell into sleep. Ran Qingxuan lay on her side on the bed, and Gu Yanchen's hand gently rested on her bulging belly, feeling the slight movement of the fetus.
At the foot of the bed, the jet-black Yuanbao suddenly pricked up its ears, and its golden eyes suddenly opened in the darkness.
"Woo..." The black panther let out a low whimper from his throat, and the hair on his back stood up.
Gu Yanchen woke up instantly, his right hand already on the long sword under the pillow: "Yuanbao?"
Ran Qingxuan was also awakened and propped himself up: "What's wrong?"
Yuanbao leaped nimbly to the front of the tent door, his nostrils flaring rapidly, and suddenly he let out a sharp roar.
Ran Qingxuan's face suddenly changed, he grabbed the alarm on the bedside and pressed it...
“Beep!!!”
The shrill sound of the alarm pierced the night sky. Almost at the same time, deafening shouts and cries of killing came from the direction of Hanshan. Torches connected together like will-o'-the-wisp in the darkness and rushed towards the military camp!
"Enemy attack! Everyone be on alert!" Chang Hu's roar came from a distance.
Gu Yanchen grabbed his outer robe and wrapped it around Ran Qingxuan, then he drew his sword and rushed out wearing only his inner garment.
There was chaos outside the tent. The barbarians poured into the camp like a tide and attacked everyone they saw.
Several Northern Qi soldiers who had just rushed out of the tent were hit by scimitars before they could regain consciousness. Blood splattered on the tent, appearing a strange dark color under the moonlight.
"Protect the hot weapons!" Shan Qi's roar came from the direction of the armory on the city wall.
Sure enough, a team of elite Yigui soldiers rushed into the city wall frantically, intending to rush to the secret room where the guns were stored, but they were soon hit head-on by the armed team who had been on guard for a long time.
The muzzle of the automatic rifle spewed out tongues of fire in the dark night, and the foreign ghosts who were rushing in the front fell down like wheat being cut.
Gu Yanchen's sword was like a dragon, and every strike would kill someone. He caught a glimpse of a group of Yigui people sneaking towards the main tent, and his eyes were immediately red with anger: "Qingxuan!"
Five foreign ghost soldiers have opened the tent curtain, and their scimitars are shining coldly in the moonlight.
Gu Yanchen used his Qinggong skills to pass through the soldiers in the melee like a ghost, but suddenly a series of "bang bang bang" noises were heard in the tent...
When he rushed into the tent, he saw five corpses lying on the ground. Ran Qingxuan was standing in the corner holding a sophisticated pistol, with a faint blue smoke coming out of the muzzle.
She looked pale but calm: "I'm fine."
The curtain was opened again, and Zheng Borui and Kang Yihang rushed in anxiously. Gu Yanchen turned around and the tip of his sword almost cut Zheng Borui's throat, but fortunately he stopped it in time.
"Hurry up and get on the city wall!" Gu Yanchen said sternly, but his eyes never left his wife.
Ran Qingxuan knew that this was not the time to show off, so he protected his stomach and quickly followed Zheng Borui away.
Yuanbao led the way like a black lightning, and his sharp claws easily tore open the throats of the two foreign ghosts who were blocking the way.
On the city wall, ten armed soldiers immediately protected Ran Qingxuan in the middle. She looked down at the chaotic military camp below and decisively ordered: "Give me five people and follow me to shoot down the lone enemy soldier!"
"Madam, you are pregnant..." a soldier said hesitantly.
"Don't hesitate!" Ran Qingxuan had already set up a sniper rifle, and in night vision mode, the crosshairs were aimed at a foreign demon leader who was about to launch a sneak attack on the Northern Qi soldiers.
With a "bang", the man fell to the ground.
The battle ended unexpectedly quickly. The Yigui people fled in panic, leaving behind dozens of corpses, leaving behind only the devastated military camp and the air filled with the smell of blood.
Chang Hu stood in the center of the camp, clenched his fists, and said nothing.
At his feet was a Northern Qi soldier who was no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a scimitar pierced through the chest and was groaning in pain.
"Help! Quickly!" Ran Qingxuan rushed down the city wall with a bulging belly, and took out red, yellow, green and black wristbands from the space and stuffed them into the uninjured soldiers.
"Red is for serious injuries, yellow is for moderate injuries, green is for minor injuries, and black is... incurable. Classify them quickly!"
The soldier looked at the wounded soldier beside Chang Hu and asked hesitantly, "Madam, what is the difference between these two?"
"Piercing injuries are moderate, a ruptured stomach and intestinal bleeding are severe injuries, and lacerations and cuts are minor injuries!"
Upon hearing that penetrating wounds could still be saved, the soldiers who were given wristbands quickly took action.
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