For several hours before this, Chen Jinru had been in a deep coma, but at this time he had already woken up.

There are only two possibilities when you wake up after a long coma. One is that it has improved and the other is that it has worsened.

Chen Jinru undoubtedly belongs to the latter.

A practitioner in his realm like him, when his body is seriously damaged, his deep coma is like a means of self-protection, which can minimize the activity of many qi, just like frozen in his own body.

Only when such means cannot stop the injury from worsening will he wake up.

For ordinary people, this is the time of dying, and the return to the sky.

Of course, Lin Yi knew very well how serious Chen Jinru's injuries were. Even if Huang Qiutang in his army was already here, he did not have the confidence that Huang Qiutang would be able to heal Chen Jinru.

That's just a hope that there is a possibility of healing.

But as time goes by, this hope becomes increasingly slim.

However, Lin Yi did not expect Li Wenzhao to have such a reaction.

"Why can't it be me? The general is bound to die in the battle. Anyone may end like this." Chen Jinru's body leaned against the soft cushion in the carriage without any weight. Although it was very stuffy, he had no sweat on his body. His head was also soft and he had no strength to lift it up, but his voice was still very clear.

Although he had not looked up, he already knew who the young general was standing in front of him with two cloth bags.

"Li Wenzhao, you are still here to guard this city, especially when you are in Lan Huaigong's tribe... You did not disappoint me."

Li Wenzhao heard Chen Jinru shouting his name, and his body trembled for a moment and couldn't help himself. He opened his mouth, but he was choked up and couldn't speak.

He had only met Chen Jinru many years ago, but that time, Chen Jinru recommended him to Bailu Academy to practice, and then he became a practitioner and went to the border army.

Without Chen Jinru's recommendation, he would never have become a general like that.

Looking at Li Wenzhao's appearance at this time, Lin Yi knew that Chen Jinru would have kindness to him, so he whispered: "Since he is an old acquaintance, don't waste time, let him see if there is any elixir available."

Hearing Lin Yi's words, Li Wenzhao's tears almost shed. He quickly lowered his head, held his breath, stepped forward, handed the two cloth packages to Chen Jinru, and then opened them.

The fragrance of medicine is everywhere.

However, Lin Yi turned his head and didn't want to see the scene where Chen Jinru chose these spiritual medicines.

He did not have much research on pharmacology, but he knew very well that the more useful the spiritual medicines to practitioners, the more they would be preserved in the most appropriate way to avoid the loss of spiritual energy and medicinal power contained therein.

Most of the spiritual medicines wrapped in these two cloths are simply dried and sealed in a pottery jar. This is just the most superficial way to preserve the spiritual medicines.

It is probably difficult for the elixir to be treated with this most superficial technique to have any effect on Chen Jinru now.

Chen Jinru still didn't look up.

But he reached out his hand, took two of the medicines in front of him, and put them in his mouth and chewed them slowly.

As Lin Yi thought, all these medicines in front of him were of no use to him, but he understood that this would at least make others feel better.

The summer sun is a bit dazzling.

From afar, Lin Yi saw Qi Zhuji standing on the north wall waiting for him.

Qi Zhuji stood at the edge of the wall near the city. In front of him, there were many purple-black marks on the wall of the city wall, which were connected to the ground from the upper end of the city wall.

These are all dried blood.

Looking at the blood marks that roamed from the city wall, Lin Yi's face gradually became soaring. He could imagine how tragic the battle that happened here last night. For the first time, he lost the mood to argue with Qi Zhuji.

But the tragic situation of this battle was even more tragic than he thought.

He went up to the north wall, and looked at the floating bridges extending from the small continents in the Huai River to the north wall, the tumbling bodies in the dirty water, and the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty and Northern Wei who were already tired and didn't want to stand up, his breathing became heavier.

Qi Zhuji is also completely different from the past.

It was not until Lin Yi saw the situation of the Wei army on the water that he briefly described the battle situation last night in the simplest sentence and talked about the casualties of the young practitioners of the Tie Ce Army.

"Chen Jinru is not good either. There is also a palace enshrined in the carriage. However, he was not injured and could not fight for a long time." Lin Yi also briefly told him about the Taoist city and what happened along the way, and then asked: "Where are you?"

"There is not much true energy left, so I can only scare ordinary people." Qi Zhuji said softly with an expressionless face: "Before you come, Mr. Chen had already asked me to leave, and he himself couldn't do it. Now no one can protect me, and even if there is no need for a practitioner from Chengtian realm, any practitioner close to Chengtian realm should be able to kill me."

The two of them stopped talking and fell silent.

They are all extremely intelligent people, but at this time they are in this city and on this wall, no matter how smart they are, they are useless. They can only fight to the death like ordinary people.

...

Some strange sounds sounded on the city walls to the south.

Standing side by side, Lin Yi and Qi Zhuji, who had been silent for a long time, turned around. Not long after, the sound of arrows breaking through the air continued to sound, and military information was conveyed from the south wall in a very fast manner by the way of arrows tied to letters.

"What reinforcements arrived?"

When the arrow shot down under the wall and listening to some sounds coming from below, Qi Zhuji asked directly down the wall.

"It was Jin Dong, the lord of Taoist City, and some of the remaining troops that broke out from Taoist City, with about four hundred people."

The voice of Wang Chaozong sounded. After saying this, the general who had not officially met Lin Yi after Lin Yi arrived quickly stepped onto the north wall. When he arrived, he did not look happy: "Jin Dong is a practitioner in the realm of divine thoughts, but now he is seriously injured and unconscious."

In Qi Zhuji's brief description, Lin Yi knew that Wang Chaozong had launched a rebellion before Qi Zhuji came. He bowed to the young general who was not many years older than him, but he couldn't help but shake his head and smiled bitterly.

Mr. Chen Da, Chen Jinru, and Jin Dong, there are now three practitioners who are seriously injured and difficult to cure in this city. In terms of importance, the significance of the three practitioners in the divine mind is probably equivalent to a fortress, not to mention the serious injury of diesel salt.

"Who would have thought that such a coincidence would be sent by such a dying spiritual realm practitioner in Zhongli City. If I had known it before, I would have to send a few doctors from the palace to come first." Qi Zhuji smiled self-deprecatingly.

Everyone hopes this way, but no one can predict the secrets of heaven.

So this is just nonsense in disappointment.

The sky to the north was cloudy.

It seems to be thick dark clouds.

Then his already hazy face became even darker.

The vast majority of the Southern Dynasty soldiers on the north wall also had a look of despair in the eyes of the vast majority of the people.

Because it was not a dark cloud, but the dust that was stirred up in the fields.

“At least thirty thousand.”
Chapter completed!