Author: solid state drive

In the middle of the night, Wanyan Zonghan woke up from a coma. When he opened his eyes, the white light made him slightly unable to open his eyes. It took him a long time to get used to it.

What surprised him even more was that the pain all over his body disappeared. He couldn't feel any pain at all, except that his body was numb.

numbness?

Wanyan Zonghan suddenly felt panicked. He could only look at the dazzling white light above his head. Now that he came to his senses, he found that he had not even fully opened his eyes.

What's even weirder is that he wanted to raise his hand, but he couldn't. He felt that his broken hand seemed to be bleeding, but he couldn't feel the pain.

He shook his head left and right, but found that he couldn't move his head. He gradually began to hear sounds in his ears, and there were various jingling sounds in the sounds.

"Master, how are you doing?"

"It should be very successful. He actually burned off his hand due to the incendiary bomb, causing massive blood loss and shock. Fortunately, the bleeding was stopped in time and military doctors treated him promptly, so he could be saved."

Two simple words of conversation made Wanyan Zonghan instantly realize that he was in the hands of people from the Song Dynasty, because what these two people said was in Song Guohua.

What made him shudder even more was that one of them had a strong accent, which he had heard today, and he could still hear that special smell even after the changes in the speakers.

'I was caught by the Song people? Am I not dead yet?'

"It's just these bones. Well, the connection is not very good. That's not right. Dr. Zhao, didn't you remotely guide me with 5G to connect the bones? You still need an orthopedic expert, that's all."

"Mr. Chen, it's not like I'm controlling the manipulator. You can get started directly, or can I be able to guide you in connecting the bones in this... this kind of mud house, which is enough for me to write a paper, right?"

Another voice came, this time Wanyan Zonghan could only understand a few words. He struggled hard and the instrument alarmed instantly.

"Hey! Anesthesiologist! Anesthesiologist!"

"Awake during the operation, awake during the operation, anesthesiologist!"

"I see, Chief Chen, it is already the time for the final suturing after the operation. Do you need to continue adding more?"

"No need to add."

Chen Ye looked behind the screen and waved his hands, looking nervous, but he still carefully ordered his anesthetist, but he didn't have any emotions.

It is normal for a legendary figure like the anesthesiologist to put on a show, not to mention that the anesthesiologist respects him as a mysterious leader.

Being able to remotely guide and control the anesthesia ratio without harming Wanyan Zonghan, and even having him wake up at about the expected time, this anesthesiologist is already very powerful.

"Nianhan is awake? Didn't he say it would take an hour?"

"It doesn't matter. It's better if you wake up early. Hey, it's just in time for him to see and let's sew him up."

Chen Ye smiled, waved to the group of doctors behind the screen, then cut off the video instantly, and then pulled Wanyan Zonghan's eyes.

"Wanyan Zonghan?"

"Hi, I am the Emperor Jingkang of the Song Dynasty whom you have longed for, Zhao Huan!"

Zhao Ji came over and greeted Wanyan Zonghan, whose eyes were dangling, while his bloodshot hands were still dangling.

Wanyan Zongwang only felt that his mind was getting clearer and clearer, but he really didn't expect that the first meeting with Zhao Huan would be like this?

What made him even more surprised was that it seemed that it was Zhao Huan who was saving him.

"Why, save me."

"Oh, because I want to save you, then punish you, and then kill you."

"Are you the devil?"

Wanyan Zonghan turned his head and struggled hard to reach out to Zhao Huan, but he couldn't do it and his voice was still very weak.

"What am I?"

"Are you the devil?"

"Guan Jia, he said you are his father?"

"Really? Nianhan, speak louder!"

Chen Ye's sudden interjection made the chat go awry, and Wanyan Zonghan's anger instantly skyrocketed.

"bu is"

"Good son!"

Wanyan Zonghan felt his eyes go white and wanted to pass out. However, as he was under anesthesia, he would be strongly stimulated and unable to pass out. Instead, his heart rate was stable.

"Don't get excited, I'll sew it up for you."

"Guan Jia, you are quite perverted."

"Didn't I learn this from you, Imperial Master? Imperial Master, you are really right, this human body really looks like a pig."

Zhao Huan said while sewing. At first Wanyan Zonghan, who was awake, felt something stabbing his chest, followed by his legs, and finally his hands. By now, he could already feel a slight pain.

Tingling.

"you??"

"Okay, your next task is to live well. I will not give you a chance to commit suicide. Don't even think about going on a hunger strike.

If you go on a hunger strike, I will make a hole in your stomach and have it chewed up and put into your stomach every day."

After hearing this, Wanyan Zonghan's eyes widened even more, and he raised his head to stare at Zhao Huan. He suddenly felt that he was not a pervert, but this guy was.

Chen Ye on the side felt a chill, but after thinking about it, for everything Wanyan Zonghan did to Zhao Huan in history, now Zhao Huan only threatened him and was kind enough to stitch him up, which was good enough.

Soon, Wanyan Zonghan, whose whole body was immobilized, was taken away by the guards and subjected to a simple aseptic isolation. After being injected with penicillin, no one took care of him anymore.

In the early morning, the stars in the sky exude the last bit of luster, the clouds burn the golden edge of the rising sun, and there is peace between heaven and earth.

The official road leading from Tianjingguan to Jincheng is rugged and long. It seems very deserted at this time and stretches as far as the eye can see.

As the news of the great victory spread, especially yesterday when the Jin army was completely defeated and even the emperor arrived in Jincheng, the people who had escaped from the war were completely relieved and went home one after another with their packed belongings.

After staying at home for the usual night, the cockcrow sounded, and the villages along the way lit up with smoke in the early morning, and everything returned to how it was before the Jin army attacked.

However, as the rooster crows became more and more frequent, a rumbling sound broke the peace of all living beings along the way. When the people came out of their homes, they saw light spots appearing one by one on the official road in the distance.

These light spots move from far to near at a very fast speed, even comparable to a horse running at full speed. Even if the rugged official road is not smooth, they are still moving quickly. Even the sound they make can be heard clearly from a distance of one mile.

hear.

The common people who were close to the official road directly observed that what appeared on the official road was an endless army, but the carriages and horses of these armies were very strange, and the strange people felt it was strange.

Not only are these cars equipped with dazzling lights that illuminate the road, they only have three wheels, no horses and no need for human movement, but they can run as fast as horses, and the soldiers on them are neatly dressed.

After a night's sleep, the Royal Army, full of energy, officially passed Tianjing Pass with their automatic rifles and rocket launchers in hand, machine guns on their sidecars, and auxiliary fuel tanks.

"Dad, dad, why do they all feel the same? Is this because the Yin soldiers are taking advantage of it?

I heard that the official family arrived in Jincheng on a flying crane yesterday! They also caused thunder to kill the Jin army. Could it be that our official family is proficient in the ways of ghosts and gods?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can there be Yin soldiers who come out at midnight? It's just that this is really weird, they all look the same.

Hey! I see, maybe this is a magic weapon borrowed by the official family from Taojun? This ghost is different from a god, maybe the official family is a god descending to earth."

In a small village fort under the jurisdiction of Jincheng, the father and son who got up early to move the chickens out of the cages heard the sound and were so frightened when they discovered the Royal Army that they lay down behind a tree and hid.

Motorcycles passed by one after another, and the standard-issue Royal Army soldiers on them looked like thousands of copies. They found someone peeping and sitting upright, which made the father and son even think they had hit a ghost.

'Ooooh!'

The father and son were discussing, but the chickens could no longer hold back. The roar of the motorcycles caused the chickens to become restless, and the crows made both father and son turn pale in an instant.

However, the soldiers along the way continued to pass by and ignored them. The father and son did not dare to watch anymore and quickly drove the chickens to the free-range farm surrounded by strips.

The mighty army of sidecar motorcycles, with more than a thousand vehicles in total, stretched for several miles. Behind them, there were also the Imperial Guards of the Western Army who came from Bianjing to support them. The Imperial Guards were chasing the motorcycles on horseback. It felt like they were chasing the motorcycles. Somewhat strenuous.

At this time, Xing Feiyue was sitting in the sidecar at the front of the team, holding the radio switchboard in his hand, listening to the route guidance coming from the drone unit on the phone.

"Captain, how many Tatar ancestors do you think we can collect this time? The day before yesterday was not satisfying at all. It was all finished in one round and they were all divided equally."

"Why, with this rifle, you still want to fight with your Tatar ancestors on the bayonet?

In my opinion, we won't be able to gain much from this attack. We arrived at Meng County last night, but the officials asked us to rest until today and then set off directly to Bizhou to pursue the Jin army.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, I guess the Jin army has been destroyed by helicopters, and Zhao Song’s officials want us to give priority to catching the alive ones, twenty taels of live ones, and ten taels of dead ones.”

"Helicopter? Damn it! I just realized it. There seemed to be a helicopter bringing Zhao Song's family here yesterday."

After listening to Xing Feiyue's words, the adjutant's annoyed voice came out on the intercom, which meant that their rapid march was in vain.

"That's right, but there is only one helicopter, and the Jin army's casualties are not expected to be large. We still have a battle to fight when we get to Bizhou.

Well, you don’t even need to go to Bizhou, just go to Lu’an. It’s only been one night, and the Jin army doesn’t have time to run far, and they can’t outrun our motorcycles.”

Xing Feiyue said cheerfully. Behind the motorcycle army, Zhao Ye and Zhang Yuhao were sitting on the horse. They felt that their butts were no longer their own, and their stomachs were churning.

What was even more serious than him was the horses under their crotches.

"Shh!"

"Shilang Zhao, please change your horse, otherwise you won't be able to keep up."

"Damn it, what are these Royal Army troops doing? What do they eat for the iron horses they ride? Why are they so strong and so fast?"

While cursing, Zhao Ye had to change his horse and follow with a fast horse. The natural state of a horse dragging people is different from that of a horse running lightly.
To be continued...