The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

Yun Qianxue’s tone is as casual as he can be. Although the **** is a young man, he can understand the minds of these nobles, but now he finds that he can’t see through this lady. Yi Niangniang is a grumpy lord, how can she feel a little gloomy now.

"Come here, after all, it's a princess from afar, this imperial concubine in this palace can't be too stingy, isn't it? Send someone to send some jewels over and choose them.

"Yes, the minion will do it now."

That evening, all the ministers knew that since your Majesty didn’t say anything, the marriage was so set, and the envoys were also very satisfied. After the banquet, everyone left, and Mo Wenli and others went to the harem. in.

"Your Majesty, it's time to turn over the sign today." The old **** took the sign and appeared in front of Mo Wenli.

Ink rubbed his forehead.

"Today I am tired, so let's retreat."

This is the first time in this situation. In the past, I had to stay with the concubine in the harem. It is really strange today, but what your Majesty said is what it means.

Unexpectedly, the eunuchs just went down, and the dark guards came to report.

"Your Majesty, the imperial concubine sent jewelry to the princess in Xijing."

"Oh? What did Xijing's princess say?"

"I didn't say anything, I just accepted all those things, I couldn't tell whether it was happy or unhappy."

Mo Wen squinted his eyes, it seems that Xijing's princess is not easy, otherwise, she will become a queen of a country and be rewarded by a noble concubine. It is not strange to lose her face, but she is not angry.

Think about shaking your head, so that the princess sent by the prince of Xijing will not be a fool, just beware in the future...

At this time, it was the season of high and refreshing autumn weather, and the weather was gradually getting colder, but at this time a hot sea of ​​blood broke out on the battlefield between the Eastern Capital and the Western Capital. Mo Jinyao went on the battlefield after he recovered. battlefield.

When the soldiers of the Western Capital were marching toward the Eastern Capital with full confidence, they suddenly saw the main gate of the Eastern Capital opened wide, and a row of soldiers came out from inside. The man in the middle was the one in bright silver armor. Their shadow, the leader of the Long Xiang Army, Mo Jinyao.

Looking at the heroic man in front of them, with a murderous spirit between his gestures, many of them began to feel complacent.

That is the God of War of Heavenly Sage. They don’t want to experience whoever sticks to it. Although some of them have not seen it with their own eyes, most of them have heard that they are just outside the Eastern Capital. Mo Jinyao, one person dismissed the then General Nanling, a man of more than forty pairs, and was directly blocked.

Now that ten years have passed, no one knows the extent of his martial arts.

Lin Zhi was still behind the army. Seeing such a scene, his mouth was full of teeth. Now the generals of the Eastern Capital have come out, but their generals are still behind. It is really embarrassing. Thinking of this, Lin Zhi didn't know where the courage came from. Before the Daoshan hermit could say anything, he waved back.

"Soldiers, follow this general!" Saying Yima took the lead and rushed towards the front of the army on horseback.

The generals watched as their generals rushed up, you look at me, I look at you, and they rushed out on horseback.

Only the hermit Daoshan was in charge behind him. Looking at his apprentice, he didn’t know what to say for a while. He hadn’t fought Ling Xizi for so many years. He hadn’t fought against this old man like Ling Xizi. It seems that his apprentice can beat his apprentice, but now it seems...it's basically impossible.

Recklessly rushing, he could feel that this apprentice did not fully trust himself, but at this point, he couldn't compare with Mo Jinyao. Now think about it, if he had become Mo Jinyao's master, would it be possible? Can beat Ling Xizi...

But now is not the time to think about this. The front of the two armies has already begun to face off. Both sides are a unique landscape, just a very pleasing to the eye. Looking at it, it is heroic and heroic, and the other... It is difficult to describe, and it is extremely ugly.

Yun Ziyue looked at the people on both sides, her mouth twitched. If he could see the entire battlefield clearly, it must be this city wall. Let’s not talk about the strength of the battle, just look at this momentum, the people in Xidu City are already Lost a lot.

It was the first time that she saw Mo Jinyao wearing his armor. It was different from him when he was dressed in purple, and he was also different from him in wedding clothes. He was very much like him in bright silver armor. Different, the man now has a bold temperament, unlike ordinary soldiers. Wearing a battle armor makes people feel the iron and blood of a soldier. He has the nobleness of being a heavenly emperor, and nobleness. With a convincing peace of mind, everyone thinks that as long as he is still there, they will not lose.

It feels as safe and reliable as he feels to himself.

When Yun Ziyue looked at Mo Jinyao, Xu Zhimo was also looking at Ji Xiaoyao. He was still dressed in red. Even on the battlefield, he didn’t wear heavy armor. He just wore a thin layer of armor inside. On the black horse, his face was wild and unruly, and he looked like he was awkward in the eyes of others, but he was pleasing to the eyes of Xu Zhimo.

Thinking that he would only show that obedient expression in front of him, a completely different expression from the present, Xu Zhimo felt that he was very complete, but it was a pity that he had only studied and traveled but did not learn martial arts, otherwise he is now I can follow him on the battlefield and even protect him...

In fact, these are just a few moments of effort. The people below have already begun to clamor. The first to speak is Ji Xiaoyao. The military style of the Long Xiangjun has always been serious. Few people have the ability to ridicule this, but Ji Xiaoyao is this. There is a mudslide inside, he knows this.

Just as Lin Zhi and the others reined the horse, they heard the other side speak.

"Yeah, who does this general think this is? It turns out to be the shrunken **** in the Western Capital City. Why, did your turtle shell come out to die today?

The soldiers of the Long Xiang Army laughed for a while, and suddenly there was a sneer on the battlefield filled with gunpowder.

"Heh! Your stubborn man dare to yell at our general! Our general is both civil and military, who is like you, he will do his best!"

A general next to Lin Zhi hurriedly shouted to show his loyalty, which caused Xu Zhimo on the wall to squint, and he remembered this person in his heart.

The soldiers in the Western Capital City booed for a while, as if they were mocking Ji Xiaoyao for being a simple-minded person.

"Oh, is it? How does this young man remember that your general came in through the back door." Ji Xiaoyao never speaks hurriedly, but he screams at Lin Zhi's pain.

No, Lin Zhi immediately became angry from shame.

"You are less bloody, and you will fight if you want to fight. This general is afraid that you will not succeed!"

This time Ji Xiaoyao pouted his lips and ignored him. As for Mo Jinyao, he never gave him one from start to finish, so he ignored him completely.

In Mo Jinyao's view, such a person is superfluous to talk nonsense with him, so it is better to just kill him.

After the two armies finished calling out, they both became quiet. The soldiers in the Western Capital City saw their generals finally come out, and they were a little settled, but they felt a little less in their hearts.

Because of this, the battlefield is very quiet at this time. Every soldier of the Longxiang Army is holding a spear, waiting for their prince to give an order. This scene is not like an ordinary war, but like a decisive battle. Situation.

In fact, that's what Mo Jinyao thinks. They have been in Xiducheng for too long. Mo Jinyao can't wait, can't wait to get the head of Mo Wenli, but he is not an impulsive person. , The reason why I will come out this time and want a quick fight is because the living dead who appeared under the city that night must be controlled by someone, and there is a high probability that they are coming towards him.

And now he must solve these obstructive clutter, only in this way, he will not be in a passive position, will not be hurt by the secretive person, the person who hurt him.

Thinking of this, Mo Jinyao waved his hand, and the Longxiang Army's tens of thousands of troops began to move, and at the same time the West Capital Army began to squeeze in their direction, and a rain of arrows fell from the sky.

"Shield hand, come on!"

In a word, the soldiers instantly raised their shields, and after the arrow rain passed, Qin Sheng rushed forward.

"Soldiers, kill!"

The rest of the soldiers also yelled, "Kill kill kill, Long Xiangjun, never retreat!"

Suddenly, Qin Sheng led the vanguard to rush to the enemy's right flank.

This was discussed in advance by them. Qin Sheng led the vanguard to cut the connection between the right wing and the center, so that it would be impossible for him to put anything in the lotus formation. This is what Xu Zhimo said, including Yun Ziyue. He didn't expect Xu Zhimo to be proficient in the formation, and he said that he was wise, which made Fang Ye very ashamed for a while.

The vanguard troops are not many, but they are all elites. What's more, there are people trained by Yun Ziyue personally. Everyone can cooperate with each other and be ten, even if the enemy's right-wing front line defense is very strong, it can't stop it. The five thousand people who lived in their area, yes, there were only five thousand people, and 20,000 people were scattered so abruptly, but these five thousand were five thousand cavalry.

The spear in Qin Sheng's hand swept across, and the red tape on the spear flew up and down. It was originally very pleasing to the eye, but now in the eyes of the people in Xiducheng, it looks like a sickle of death that harvests life. Everywhere the spear goes, there is a piece of it. Wailing.

Seeing such a scene, Lin Zhi, who was already irritated, became even more uncomfortable. At this moment, a general took the initiative to ask for his order to go there for a while. Qin Sheng, Lin Zhi directly waved his hand, keeping his eyes fixed on the chaos. On the battlefield, Mo Jinyao still had a calm look.

The Long Xiangjun’s shield did not lower, so it approached the enemy in an all-round way. As soon as the soldiers of the Western Capital city approached, the soldiers hiding behind the shield suddenly violent, and the enemy who came up with a shot pierced through the chest, and the shield was suddenly covered with Blood stains.

But within a short time, the enemy rushed up again, but this time it was cavalry. However, the Longxiangjun seemed to have been prepared for a long time, so they let the shield off, and the cavalry behind the Longxiangjun appeared, and the two sides fought directly. .

Mo Jinyao squinted his eyes and finally moved. He rode on a bright black BMW with a long spear in his hand. The silver spear head was dancing in the air, directly passing through the throat of a general. With one move, the general had fallen off his horse without even knowing it, and fell on top of the yellow sand, in a pool of blood.

The man didn't even look at it. He drew out his spear and straightened his horse and rushed into the small square formed by the enemy. He looked at the enemy army around him and smiled disdainfully. The Daoshan hermit was afraid he hadn't told them. This kind of formation is only suitable when facing multiple people on the battlefield, right? This kind of formation is vulnerable to absolute strength.

As soon as Mo Jinyao rushed into the formation, he threw the spear in his hand, and the Taoshan hermit who watched all this from behind was not good, but before he could say anything, Mo Jinyao had already shot, and it is still true. The moves they couldn't be more familiar with were still the ones they couldn't handle. At least two hundred people around were thrown out within one move, including the cavalry.

The soldiers a little far away only saw a cloud of dust and smoke rising in their distance, and the people turned their backs on their horses. Just like this, within 20 meters of Mo Jinyao, there was only sand left besides the corpse.

Just like that, let alone the formation, it is still unknown whether some people are still alive.

Anyone who sees such a scene feels incredible. Is such a deep internal strength really something a person in his early twenties can have? But no matter how they couldn't believe it, Mo Jinyao did. If he didn't, how could he lead soldiers to fight at the age of thirteen.

At this time, everyone finally saw the power of their God of Heaven with their own eyes. No one dared to approach for a while, but Mo Jinyao didn't care about it. As long as the person who dared to stand in his way, he saw one kill another, not to mention. These people are his emperor brother's army, and now they are helping a man who killed his father. Such a person lives in vain.

Yun Ziyue looked at Mo Jinyao with bright eyes. This man is always so attractive. No matter what she does, she has to admit that he is better than any man she has seen before...

On the other side, Ji Xiaoyao took advantage of everyone’s attention on Mo Jinyao and the others, and directly ran the horse and led the people towards their rear. It was not the rear of the army, but another one that was about to be formed. The rear of the formation.

When the enemy's attention moved away from Mo Jinyao a little bit, they found that one of their unformed large formations had been surrounded by a larger formation, and it was Ji Xiaoyao who surrounded them.

Lin Zhi subconsciously wanted to save them. These people are their elite troops. If they were all folded here, how could he explain to your Majesty.

But he didn't go on this battlefield as he wanted to.

"The king said he let you go?" A wicked voice sounded...