Chapter 142: Smelling the strange smell in the mist forest to save the comrades, and sending the truth to the iron pillar of high fever

Release time: 2025-04-16 23:48:14
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The enemy fell to the ground with a broken leg, Zheng Xia rushed over and repaired his sword, pierced through his throat, and the enemy was killed on the spot.

Zheng Xia said breathlessly, “I’m not robbing me of me. This is still on your head, I’ll kill one.”

Jixiang stretched out his hand to Zheng Xia who was lying on the enemy, “Let’s go find other brothers.”

There was no living person around the two, and there were corpses everywhere. At this time, the fog began to appear, the vision became blurred, and the battlefield suddenly fell into a strange calm.

Zheng Xia shook his head and pointed to his chest and said, “Although he did not pierce his chest in armor, when he was hit by an arrow, he seemed to have broken a few ribs. It hurts so much. I dare not walk anymore, for fear that my ribs would pierce the internal organs.”

Jixiang put away his stretched out hand and said, “Then take care of yourself and hide it well. When you encounter an enemy again, your injured body cannot defeat others. I want to kill the enemy and find my brothers.”

Zheng Xia stopped Jixiang, “Hey! Do you still remember what your mission is?”

Jixiang was stunned and said, “Protect the emperor in the main tent, but the main tent has been dispersed. I don’t know where the emperor is. The emperor should be protected by Eunuch Zhang. Now I just want to kill a few more enemy troops and save a few brothers from the Leopard Camp. The emperor has a lot of people to protect, but I don’t need me.”

In the melee, Jixiang’s friends, Zhao Tiezhu, Zheng Gang, and Jiqing were all dispersed. They didn’t know where to go. Jixiang didn’t dare to look at these dead bodies, for fear of seeing familiar faces. The important thing now is to save the living people.

Zheng Xia looked at the corpses beside him. There were many soldiers from the Ming Dynasty sighed and handed his sword to Jixiang. “Although your axe is sharp, the wooden handle is too short, and the wood is broken as soon as it is cut. If you encounter a cavalry, you will be finished. This is a peerless sword. It can be broken if you blow it.”

Jixiang took the long sword and just pierced the enemy’s throat with one sword. It was not a drop of blood. It was indeed a good sword. He asked, “What should you do?”

Zheng Xia reached out to wipe the enemy’s throat that had just passed through his throat, wiped the blood of his hand, and then evenly applied the blood on his face, then lay on the ground, “passed away”, pretending to be dead.

Jixiang admired him very much, “Brother Zheng Xia donated military rations, joined the army to fight the Tartars, and could also pretend to be a paper man or pretend to be a dead body. He can really bend and stretch.”

Zheng Xia thought to himself: If you don’t stay to protect me, you have to go to find your comrades, I can only pretend to be dead!

Zheng Xia lay on the ground, took out his folding fan and said, “I have hidden weapons in this fan, which is enough to defend myself. Go and save your brothers.”

I really have to bring a folding fan when I go there! Jixiang put the axe on his waist again and left with a sword.

Zheng Xia watched Jixiang’s back disappear into the fog, and she wanted to cry without tears. He wanted to reveal his true identity and leave Jixiang here to protect him.Yes… But Jixiang, the stubborn boy, may not be willing, he hasn’t found Zhao Tiezhu yet.

The guy who knows how to eat is better still alive! There are not many interesting people in this world.

Zheng Xia did not reveal his identity after all. Once the truth is revealed, his brothers will become kings and ministers, and this taste will change.

When Zheng Xia was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and a soldier with a bow and arrow came over and looked around the horse.

Zheng Xia was overjoyed when he saw this person wearing a leopard-print war skirt, and said, “You are the one from the Leopard Camp.”

Hearing the voice, the soldier immediately picked up a spear, and the tip of the spear was pressed against Zheng Xia’s throat, “Who are you here to sign up!”

At this time, Zheng Xia suddenly remembered that he had just covered his face with blood, and hurriedly said, “Magic General Zhu Shou!”

While saying that, he unbuttoned the armor and lit the dragon robe inside.

Others don’t know, but the emperor’s personal guard Leopard Camp knew. This title is the code name of Emperor Zhengde. Eunuch Zhang asked them to remember that “Magic General” and “Zhu Shou” are both synonyms for the emperor on the battlefield. It is fatal to expose the position of the emperor on the battlefield, so the code name was taken.

The soldiers of the Leopard Camp flew off the horse, “The mighty general, the last one, Zheng Gang, a hundred cavalrymen in the Leopard Camp, came to rescue him.”

Zheng Xia heard his name and thought to himself: I can’t hide it from Zheng Gang this time. Fortunately, Jixiang and Zhao Tiezhu don’t know yet.

Just as Zheng Gang found Emperor Zhengde, the north wind stopped and the fog became thicker, just like he was in a sea of ​​clouds. He couldn’t see the surroundings clearly. Jixiang pricked up his ears and listened to the sound. He heard the sound of horse hooves in the east, and didn’t know how to fight against us. He quickly squatted on the ground, hiding behind a dead body.

This is a team of about fifty people. The person in charge is burly and has no beards. It is Zhang Yong and Eunuch Zhang!

Jixiang put the sword into the sheath and welcomed Zhang Yong, “Eunuch Zhang, it’s me, Jixiang.”

Zhang Yong rode on the horse and saw Jixiang covered in blood, but his eyes fell on the sword in his hand. The sword body shone coldly, as if familiar.

Zhang Yong was shocked, turned over and dismounted, took the long sword, saw the inscription of the large seal script “Shou” on the scabbard, and hurriedly asked for auspiciousness, “Where is this sword?”

At the moment of charge, Emperor Zhengde and the guards were separated, and Zhang Yong was anxious to look for the emperor everywhere!

Jixiang said, “It’s Brother Zheng Xia.”