Chapter 248 After the Battle

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When Wang Cheng woke up, he found himself lying on a bed and saw a simply furnished bedroom.

The texture of the bedside and the style of the mosquito net on the bed made him sigh in relief. He was very sure that he should still be in the Zhou Dynasty. The Xia people did not have such a developed handicraft industry.

He moved a little, and a heartbreaking pain suddenly shot through his body.

The power of thought instantly scanned the whole body like a scanner, and the physical condition was quickly clear to the chest.

very bad!

Yes, the injury was more serious than any of his previous injuries, both internal and external injuries.

The main internal injuries were to his lungs, his heart was also damaged, and there was local edema.

The trauma was also very serious. There was a penetrating wound on the shoulder and arm. There were many stab wounds and sword wounds on the arm and neck. There were different injuries on the parts without inner armor.

These traumas had obviously been treated, and the medicine used was no worse than the hemostatic powder he usually used. The wounds were no longer bleeding and were starting to scar.

As for the internal injuries, they are also changing for the better, and the Dahuan Dan he took before is still powerful.

He estimated that it would take at least ten days and a half for him to truly recover.

But one thing is imminent, that is, I am very hungry, and every cell in my body seems to be begging for food.

Others would have been so seriously injured that they would have almost lost the strength to open their mouths, but he was different. He contained dragon blood in his body. Even if the thing lost only a little bit, it would need a panacea to nourish it, otherwise he would probably fall. Destroy the state of perfect Qi and blood.

He couldn't stay in bed any longer. His body was already sending him signals that he would really fall into disrepair if he delayed.

After struggling for a while, he sat on the edge of the bed, then got out of bed and walked to a stool not far away.

His belongings were placed on the stool. The black robe stained red by blood was missing. Fortunately, his inner armor and the iron sword left by his teacher were still there.

The most important thing is that the Qiankun bag in his sleeve given to him by Qimei is still there, placed under his inner armor.

Wang Cheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Almost all the treasures on his body were placed in the Qiankun bag in his sleeve.

Opening the Qiankun bag in his sleeve, he took out a small medicine bottle and poured out a pill the size of a dragon's eye.

The elixir is pink in color, round and smooth, and seems to have light flowing through it. It is the low-grade elixir - Peiyuan Dan.

The efficacy of this pill is similar to that of the Qi and Blood Pill, but it is milder and much more powerful than the latter. It can strengthen the body, strengthen the body, and prolong life.

Of course he refined this elixir himself, and he expected to spend money to buy it. The price of one Yuan-Pui Dan was enough for him to refine it. Although he was not short of money, it did not mean that he was a fool.

Moreover, he also needs to refine the elixir, otherwise his skills will become rusty over time.

So, when it was his turn to take a rest, he would sit in the manor he bought and refine elixirs for fun.

Many elixirs such as Da Huan Dan, Pei Yuan Dan, Qi and Blood Dan, etc. were refined at that time. As for medicinal materials, there is a branch of Baozhitang in Ma Tou Town, and there is no shortage of medicinal materials for alchemy.

Putting Peiyuan Pill into his mouth, before he could return to the bed and sit down, someone pushed the door open and entered.

The person who came was wearing a military uniform, he was twenty-three or four years old, he had a dignified appearance, and there was restlessness between his brows. He really answered those four words - young and vigorous!

Who else could this person be if he wasn't Zhu Pengfei?

As soon as he came in, he circled around Wang Cheng and said in surprise: "Brother Wang, are you still a human being? After being so seriously injured, you just lie down on the bed and sleep, and then you can walk on the ground?"

He knew exactly what kind of injuries Wang Cheng had suffered, because he was the one who brought Wang Cheng back and took off the clothes on his body. Could it be unclear?

When he saw Wang Cheng's wounds on the left and right, he was frightened. If it were other people's injuries, they would have killed him, but Wang Cheng was still alive.

"So, only one night has passed?" Wang Cheng said, looking at the bright white sky outside the house.

"Just after midnight, you slept for almost six hours." Zhu Pengfei added.

Wang Cheng didn't expect that he slept for a full half of the day. Most of his thoughts were still stuck on the scene of the battle with the Black Hawk Army last night.

He asked curiously: "Where is this?"

"Liuyun County." Zhu Pengfei said.

Afraid that Wang Cheng would not understand for a moment, Zhu Pengfei explained: "Last night, you led away the Black Eagle Army alone, so I rushed to Liuyun County with my brothers. In fact, before we entered the city, we met Captain Yingzhao. Mr. Chen."

"Master Chen?" When Wang Cheng remembered that he was about to fight to the death, he happened to encounter the Eagle Strike Colonel Chen Yang arriving with his troops.

Zhu Pengfei nodded and said: "It's a coincidence that when you asked the people in Zhonghe Village to leave the village to hide, that group of people actually came to Liuyun County and reported the massacre of the village by the Black Eagle Army. Only then did Master Chen lead Soldiers will save you."

"No wonder!"

Wang Cheng was curious before. He and Chen Yang didn't know each other, so there was no reason for him to lead troops to rescue him. Now when Zhu Pengfei said it, he understood immediately.

He asked again: "Where is Mr. Chen?"

He worked so hard to rescue him, so he should thank him in person.

"That's why I came here. Mr. Chen also specially told me to tell him when you wake up." Zhu Pengfei said.

Wang Cheng said: "I'd better go see Mr. Chen."

Zhu Pengfei frowned and said dubiously: "How can you... see Mr. Chen? Don't hold on!"

"No problem!" Wang Cheng waved his hand.

Seeing that Wang Cheng was still insisting, Zhu Pengfei stopped insisting and led him out of the room.

Liuyun County is a large city with very high city walls. People walking on the street can immediately see the ten-meter-high city wall. It is as black as steel and has a heavy breath.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, the morning market had not yet ended, and there were still many pedestrians on the street.

Of course, this is also compared to the neighboring counties. Putting it in Lingzhou Tiandu Mansion or Jiangnan, these people are naturally incomparable.

Wang Cheng rode on Qing Lei's back and followed Zhu Pengfei in front unhurriedly.

He gently stroked the horse's back with both hands. After what happened last night, he fell in love with Qing Lei even more.

"Brother Wang."

Suddenly, Zhu Pengfei turned around and asked the doubt that had been pressing in his heart: "Lao Gao... is Lao Gao really a spy?"

Wang Cheng did not answer the question directly. He looked at the high city wall and said, "The city wall in the border area is tall and the defenders are all elite divisions of the Great Zhou Dynasty. How could it be possible to break through the defense line here so easily without cooperating inside and outside?"

Zhu Pengfei opened his mouth but said nothing.

In fact, he had already made some guesses in his mind, but he still had a glimmer of hope, because if Lao Gao was really a spy, it would involve too much.

A sudden anger arose in his heart, and he cursed: "Son of a bitch, Lao Gao, it's unreasonable for my father to trust him so much. Has this bitch's heart and lungs been eaten by a dog?"

Wang Cheng didn't know what to say. He couldn't say that Lao Gao was actually a poor person, right?

According to the memory of the Black Hawk Captain, when Lao Gao was still young, the Black Hawk Army raided their village. His grandparents and parents were all killed, leaving him alone.

He also hated the Black Hawk Army, but after being tortured several times, he was scared to death. Afterwards, the Black Hawk Army threatened and coaxed him, and he completely fell over to the Black Hawk Army and became one of their minions.

Many people may not be able to understand this kind of thing, working for the enemy who killed his father and becoming a spy, but in Wang Cheng's view, it is perfectly normal.

In fact, no one wanted to become a spy at the beginning, because it was an act of treason and betrayal of the ancestors. If found out, they would be nailed to the pillar of shame and reviled by the world.

However, many people cannot withstand the torture of the enemy. Once the psychological defense line is broken, what does the infamy mean compared to his personal life and death?

The two rode horses, passed the west gate of the county, and walked several miles southwest. They were almost out of Liuyun County and almost approaching Wuping County.

They came to a large camp, and after explaining their identities to the guards, the two entered the camp and heard a cry of killing.

I saw a man standing on the high platform, wearing a red armor and a crest on his head.

He stood there upright, as old as Wang Cheng, with a pair of narrow eyes, like a pair of eagle eyes scanning the soldiers planning below.

Although he is young, he looks like a veteran on the battlefield. He has a killing temperament that can only be cultivated in the military.

Seeing Wang Cheng and Zhu Pengfei approaching, he immediately shouted "stop" and asked everyone to disperse and rest for a while.

He walked down the high platform and came to the two of them. He stared at Wang Cheng and said with a smile: "You can still walk on the ground after being so seriously injured. You are a true hero!"

"Don't dare take it!"

Wang Cheng clasped his fists and said, "If Mr. Chen hadn't led the troops to rescue me last night, I might not even be a bear."

"Ha ha……"

Chen Yang laughed loudly and stretched out his hand out of habit to pat Wang Cheng. He stretched his hand in the air and thought that Wang Cheng was injured. He patted his shoulder lightly and said: "No need to be so polite! Last night, the formation killed the Black Eagle." Lieutenant, you have killed so many Black Eagles. This is a great achievement that no one in our Western Army has achieved in more than ten years. I am afraid I will have to salute you soon."

Wang Cheng laughed twice, but his attitude was still very respectful. After all, this man was his savior.

"This is not the place to talk. Come to my tent and let's talk."

Chen Yang said as he led Wang Cheng and Zhu Pengfei into the tent.

After entering the account, the three of them sat down, and Chen Yang called his men to give them three roasted sheep and three pots of wine.

"Brother Wang is ill, please don't drink this wine." Chen Yang said understandingly.

Wang Cheng was hungry and had a big appetite. He was not polite to him. He ate a leg of lamb first and his stomach was finally full.

Chen Yang put down his knife and fork at the right time and sighed: "What a pity. If there were another five hundred cavalry last night, those Black Eagles would never have been able to escape from here!"

Wang Cheng was silent. When he came, he had already heard Zhu Pengfei tell him that Chen Yang and the others failed to stop the Black Hawk Army last night.

As the captain of the Eagle Attack School, Chen Yang had a thousand cavalry under his command, but when he encountered three to four hundred men of the Black Eagle Army, he had no advantage at all. Instead, more than two hundred of his brothers died.

Of course, he and his brothers also killed dozens of Black Hawks, but the battle loss ratio was five to one. Although he would not be convicted of any crime, he would not be given credit for it.

Chen Yang looked at Wang Cheng, who was not very tall, and it was hard to imagine that hundreds of people from the Black Hawk Army died in this man's hands. Almost half of this Black Hawk Army was lost in his hands.