Day by day, winter is getting closer.
On the day of the Beginning of Winter, a group of fast horses broke into the gate of the capital.
The sound of horse hooves stirred up a thick layer of dust. Pedestrians on the road hurriedly stepped aside for fear of being hit by the fast horses without eyesight.
"Get out of the way, hurry up eight hundred miles!"
As the horse rushed towards the palace, everyone in the capital also became nervous.
A few hours later, Beihan invaded the border, and the news that King Cheng was ordered to lead troops to fight against the enemy spread throughout the streets.
Zhan Qingyue also felt that something was not good. He thought that it had not been long since he had finally settled down. If things were turbulent again, he would start to wander again. Thinking about the kind of life he had before, he would never dare to look back.
"Brother Han, we can't just sit idly by and ignore King Cheng's Northern Expedition. Not to mention our relationship with King Cheng. We have finally settled down now and we can't run away anymore!"
Han Yiyun's expression was equally solemn, his clenched hands loosened again, and a small flame gradually burst out in his sharp eyes.
"Yueyue, what do you mean..." Han Yiyun didn't say the next words, but how could he not understand the tacit understanding between the two.
Zhan Qingyue nodded solemnly, and the determination in his eyes was touching.
"Brother Han, my medical skills are good, and your brain is easy to use. Let's follow King Cheng on the expedition together. We will always be useful. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country."
Han Yiyun has always known that Zhan Qingyue is a smart person, and her knowledge of principles is not comparable to that of ordinary village girls.
The two of them packed their luggage without saying anything else, said goodbye to their families and Taifu Su, and followed King Cheng on the road to resist the Northern Cold.
The city that Bei Han invaded this time was in Yanbei. If he had to hurry up, it would take seven days to get from the capital to Yanbei, and he would have to stay awake on the way.
Therefore, according to King Cheng's strategy, he first led a small team of elite soldiers to rush over quickly, and the large army followed behind.
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun happened to be assigned to the elite squad.
Not long after the elite squad left the capital, they came to a valley.
Zhan Qingyue followed the prompts on the space map and learned that there was an ambush ahead, so he quickly stopped the entire team, but unfortunately it was too late.
I could only hear rocks rolling down rapidly on both sides of the valley.
Zhan Qingyue quickly shouted: "The rear team becomes the front team, back off! Back off!"
Cheng Wang, who was at the front of the team, was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and quickly shouted what Zhan Qingyue said.
After a brief moment of panic, the elite team fled in an orderly manner towards the way they came.
When the rockfall was over, the city king saw that no one on his side was injured or dead. His heart was full of horror at escaping from death, and he looked at Zhan Qingyue with a hint of appreciation.
Before he could speak, he heard bursts of shouts of death and a group of people running down the mountain from both sides of the valley.
The opponent was coming menacingly and well-equipped. Judging from the number of people, it should be upwards of fifty. They were all wearing black clothes and wearing black faces. They did not look like enemy soldiers, but rather like dead soldiers specially sent to assassinate people.
They came down the mountain and came to kill King Cheng.
"Everyone draw your swords to fight the enemy!"
King Cheng shouted, drew his saber first and faced him.
The members of the elite squad did not dare to neglect and quickly drew their swords to face the enemy.
I don't want the opponent to be well-trained, with sharp moves and deadly swords.
In a short time, the entire squad of elite soldiers was beaten to a pulp and was in danger.
"Yueyue, be careful!"
Seeing a big knife slashing towards Zhan Qingyue, Han Yiyun felt anxious. He quickly raised his sword and pushed the big knife away, draining the strength from the sword.
However, Han Yiyun was just a scholar after all. The little boxing and kicking skills he learned in daily life were limited to self-defense. He was no match for a well-trained killer.
After he pushed the killer's sword away, he also let go of his own sword and asked the man to kick him in the chest.
Han Yiyun flew backwards several meters away like a piece of rag. When he came to his senses, he felt his chest was tight, his vision was black, and he had difficulty breathing. With this kick, two ribs were not broken, but internal injuries were caused by the shock.
He spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground weakly.
"Brother Han!"
Zhan Qingyue screamed, her offensive force unabated, killing people with every move. The small crossbow arrows tied to her wrists were also poisoned by her, and she fired several shots in a row, killing the killers around her.
Seeing that the city king was also in trouble, Zhan Qingyue clenched her back molars and secretly felt cruel. Once again, her arrows were all in vain, and she swung her sword quickly and killed all the killers in three strokes.
At this moment, Zhan Qingyue was covered in blood, her hair was messy, and there was a terrifying ferocity in her eyes that made people dare not look directly.
King Cheng's mouth opened slightly, not hiding the surprise in his eyes. He never expected that Zhan Qingyue, who seemed to be weak and weak, could actually fight one against a hundred.
Due to her inferiority, Zhan Qingyue stepped forward to greet her with a calm face: "My lord, are you okay?"
Watching her walking towards him step by step, King Cheng's eyes glazed over and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
If this woman becomes an enemy, there will be endless troubles! You must seize the opportunity to win over Zhan Qingyue.
"Sister Qingyue, are you not injured? Seeing that you are covered in blood, I will call the military doctor right away."
Zhan Qingyue pulled the corner of her mouth forcefully and smiled, with a trace of relaxation on her face.
"Your Majesty, I'm fine. Let everyone clean up the battlefield and retreat."
King Cheng nodded and quickly went to arrange follow-up matters.
Zhan Qingyue finally found time to visit Han Yiyun.
She checked Han Yiyun's pulse and was relieved to find out that it was just her heart that was shaken.
"Yueyue, are you okay?"
Han Yiyun held Zhan Qingyue's hand tightly and looked her over several times. He was relieved when he found that none of the blood on her body was her own.
Zhan Qingyue shook his head gently, and using the cover of his cloth bag, he scooped a bottle of spiritual spring water from the space to temper his body.
"Brother Han, drink this quickly. Your injury will be healed after drinking it."
Han Yiyun did not doubt her presence, so he took the bottle solemnly and drank it all in one gulp.
Immediately, Zhan Qingyue also gave him the martial arts secrets exchanged from space.
The group set out on the road to Yanbei again.
Everyone finally reached the military camp, and Zhan Qingyue became a military doctor naturally. She didn't want the old military doctor Dr. Sun to get angry when he saw her as a girl.
"The world is declining! The world is really declining. There are no rules at all. Women have also entered the military camp."
Dr. Sun, the old military doctor, puffed his beard and glared. While changing the medicine for the soldiers, he complained: "Isn't it just because my man is the man next to King Cheng? He even ignores the rules of the military camp. What kind of military doctor is he? I haven't seen a woman since ancient times." Someone who can be a military doctor."
Zhan Qingyue snorted disapprovingly: "Doctor Sun, haven't you seen it now?"
She calmly took out the silver needle and stabbed it into the wounded man's body. The bleeding wound immediately stopped.
