Billowing black smoke rose from the edge of the battlement, the army picked up the city bricks and looked down, the pile of corpses more than three zhang high had disappeared, and the Tartar sappers by the moat were also collapsed and did not know where to go, within a radius of nearly 100 zhang as far as the eye could see, it was radially covered with large and small corpse fragments, and the city wall was intact, but the bottom was covered with fine meat scraps and horse skins, as if the pan had just been fried.

The thick blood soup slowly flowed down the cracks in the bricks, flowing quietly and calmly.

Chen Shengyi searched with a glimmer of hope, but there were corpses everywhere, how could he tell which one belonged to Chang Sihao? Xinlu's long eyelashes drooped coldly, his palms were folded, and he bowed his head and recited: "Nan no Amitabha Buddha ......"

I don't know who shouted, "What's that?"

Everyone looked up, only to see a humanoid object falling from the night sky, all scorched black, straight down towards the city.

Chen Sheng's eyes flashed in one or two, and he quickly picked up the thick cable that tied the girder, shook his hand, and wrapped his volley around the man's waist, making a slap of force, throwing him onto the city!

As soon as this man fell to the ground, all the sergeants hurriedly stepped forward, extinguished the spark on his lap, and shone it with torches. Someone lost his voice and said: "It's over, look at his black, it's already blown up!" Chen Sheng smiled and scolded: "You're just confused, he's already so dark!" Saying that, he smiled and stretched out his sleeves to wipe the black and gray blood stains on his face, he didn't think it was clean, and he didn't have time to get water, so he spit on the cuffs twice and continued to wipe, laughing while wiping, tears flowed down, and he didn't know it.

Xinlu saw that he was dirty, frowned slightly, coughed lightly, reached out to probe Chang Sihao's snort, touched his pulse, and said, "It's okay." He stretched out his two fingers and pressed them on his acupoint.

The true qi penetrated through the body, and it didn't take long for Sihao to open his eyes. He sat up and shook his head, still a little dazed.

Chen Shengyi asked, "Brother, how do you feel?"

Chang Sihao looked at him: "Huh?"

Chen Shengyi raised his voice and said, "Let me ask you how you feel?"

Chang Sihao said: "Huh?"

Chen Sheng shouted loudly: "I ask you how you feel!"

Chang Sihao nodded: "I'm fine, I'm fine, don't worry." ”

Xinlu said: "This is a temporary weakening of his hearing, which is not in the way. ”

Chang Sihao patted the top of his head fiercely, got up and looked down at the city, a smile appeared on his face, and the effect of the explosion was even better than he expected. The walls were unscathed, and it appears that the corpses provided good protection and cushioning for the walls.

Many of the 6,000 cavalrymen who came to the Tatars to help shoot were hit by the flying corpses and flesh, covered in blood, and some were overturned and fell off their horses by the impact of the explosion, the team was embarrassed, and I was blue when I saw it, at this time a group of Tatar troops from the northwest came around the city from afar, and a sergeant of the Iron Guard Battalion wearing red armor ran to the front quickly, knelt down on one leg, and reported a few words in Mongolian.

Yan Zongbing put down his clairvoyance and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had blown up the corpse pile, and it was relatively easy to defend it, and it seemed that he had no intention of fighting, and it seemed that he could sleep well tonight.

"The Tartars are back!"

The army in the city excitedly lifted Chang Sihao up and threw it into the sky, and the cheers resounded through the dark night.

General Yan looked at the cheering people on the head of the city and Chang Sihao rising and falling in the air, his eyes also showed a look of approval, and he thought silently in his heart: "If he hadn't given up his life, everyone would have gone to the sky with the city wall at this time." No one is immortal, and he can fear death, and he can live for pleasure, how can he be greedy for life, and how many people can really do it in the world in such a few simple words? Behind him, someone went upstairs, and a pawn said: "The people of Zhong Jin, the third lady in the east of the city, have retreated, and the old lady Qin is poisoned by arrows, and the injury is not light, and someone has been sent back to the Changtian Dart Bureau!"

Qin Juexiang slashed the waves in a circle in the courtyard of the dart board, slashing twice on the dart cart for a while, stabbing twice on the pillar for a while, and muttering hatefully in his mouth: "Mo Rigen, Mo Rigen!

Chen Shengyi asked, "How is the old lady?"

Qin Jue said: "The poison of the Tartar is very difficult to solve, I am not afraid of the injury, the arrow has been taken out." A few people entered the room and turned into the inner room, Qin Langchuan was lying on the bed resting after bandaging, his lips were white, cold sweat was flowing from the corners of his forehead, and his body was shivering. Xinlu stepped forward to take the pulse, and Qin Langchuan asked, "How is the situation in the city?"

Chen Sheng said: "I and Sanniang have withdrawn their troops and returned to the camp, Xiaohao has blown up the corpses under the city, and the Tartars have suffered a big setback, they will not attack again tonight, the old lady can rest assured." ”

Qin Langchuan snorted, and his body was relieved. He smiled again and said, "I can't defend the city to help, I just blindly add trouble, it's really old and useless......"

Chen Sheng said: "Why did the old lady say this, your old man can rest in peace, and don't think nonsense." ”

Xinlu's fingers left Qin Langchuan's vein, let him open his mouth again, looked at the tongue coating, and asked, "Where is the arrow that was taken out?"

Someone next to her brought a tray with blood, Xinlu sniffed it, and said, "This arrow is not only poisonous, but also infected with plagued rat urine." Everyone was shocked: "Rat urine?" Xinlu nodded, and ordered people to quickly take down the arrow and the cotton medicine cloth used to deal with Qin Langchuan's wound and burn it, and then took a pen and prescribed a prescription, and handed it to the person to take the medicine and boil it, and then explained: "His pulse is large, there are red spots on the side of the wound and neck, and the tongue is red and yellow, which is a sign of the epidemic entering the body, the curare is easy to solve, and the epidemic is difficult to get rid of. ”

Qin Juexiang gritted his teeth and thought to himself that Mo Rigen's dog thing was really bad, if he was caught, he would have to clean it up. Xinlu said: "Old Lady Qin's condition is not serious at this stage, you can rest assured, after three doses of medicine, you will be able to recover as before." ”

Everyone was overjoyed and thanked them, and Xinlu said: "This disease is easy to spread, it needs to be isolated, everyone goes out, I want to arrange it." Everyone nodded and withdrew from the house, Xinlu took the sheets, sheets and other things to seal the window, and when the medicine was boiled, she personally fed Qin Langchuan a dose, and when she withdrew, she asked someone to bring a cotton door curtain and hang it, telling the kitchen that the utensils used in the food supply for Qin Langchuan must be dedicated and should not be confused with others.

Seeing that she was busy coming and going, Qin Juexiang asked this and that, and felt quite funny, and asked: "Sister Xinlu, isn't it just an epidemic? Can you be so cautious and careful? You seal the doors and windows, I don't think anyone will die of illness, I'm afraid you will be suffocated to death first." ”

Xinlu fetched a basin of hot water and said while washing her hands: "Do you know that this plague is so bad, if it spreads, thousands of people will die, and there will be more people killed on the battlefield." ”

Qin Juexiang still didn't think so, but Xinlu did her best to heal her grandfather, and she couldn't contradict her and was silent. Xinlu asked, "After he was hit by an arrow, did you help him back?" Qin Juexiang nodded. Xinlu said: "Come and wash your hands." Qin Juexiang shook his head: "My hands are not dirty, I don't wash them!" Xinlu flashed in front of him, reached out to grab his wrist, Qin Juexiang smiled: "Want to catch the deity? A dragon shook his body to avoid this grasp, but unexpectedly, Xin Lu flicked his two fingers, and hit his Fengchi acupoint on time, Qin Juexiang immediately obediently did not move, and secretly scolded himself for not practicing martial arts at ordinary times, at this time, he was embarrassed, what did it look like to be caught in his hand by a little nun?

Xinlu lifted him to the basin, rolled up his sleeves, and pressed him into the water. Qin Jue shouted: "Brother Chang save me!" Chang Sihao couldn't hear clearly, and said, "Ah?" Xinlu smiled: "How can you wash your hands, you can call someone to save you?" Chen Shengyi and the others were stunned, thinking that the young master was just a thirteen-year-old child after all, and he couldn't get rid of his naughty habits.

Qin Juexiang regarded himself as a man, and after shouting this, he also felt embarrassed, and no longer asked for help, muttering in his mouth that he was still unconvinced. Xinlu didn't pay attention to it, grabbed his hand and put it in the basin, and scrubbed it for him, Qin Juexiang suddenly quieted down, only to feel that her hands were gently pinched by her, which was soft and warm, and the hot water was on her wrist, which was indescribably comfortable. Looking down, Xinlu's hands are white and red, delicate and plump, straight like Guanyin in the painting, although the clothes on her body have been worn in the city for a day after fighting in the wind and sand, they are still spotless, still so pure and plain. The pretty face above the thin neck that is so cold that people dare not look at it seems to be a little warm and serene at the moment.

After a lot of effort, Xinlu got up to splash water, but Qin Juexiang hurriedly stopped: "Wait, it's still ...... hasn't washed ...... yet" Xinlu turned around: "Huh?" Qin Juexiang's face turned red, and he put on a high-minded posture: "I mean...... You've washed your hands with that water first, it's not clean, I'll have to wash it again. Xinlu looked at him, her eyes were cold, she nodded, went out to change the basin of new water, came back, rested in front of him, and untied his acupoint: "This is clean water, you can wash it yourself." After saying that, he turned around and went back to the house to rest.

Qin Juexiang looked at the direction she was walking, as if the slender back was still there, and looked down at the steaming basin again, eager to slap himself more than a dozen mouths.