C152 Fu Shen Was Shot(2)

She herself went against the retreating army and reached the front of the formation: "Raise the flag for me" She then asked the martial master beside her, "Are you afraid of death?" Of course, everyone replied, "I'm not afraid." Fu Tingzhi nodded. "Follow me to the front of the stronghold to shout." He loosened the reins of the horse and let it slowly approach the main camp.

When the retreating soldiers saw that they were about to step forward to stop them, they were stopped by the retinue, "Let her go. Raise your guard and don't give the enemy any chances." When they retreated, they were the most afraid of the enemy chasing them. Although Fu Ting said that Great Zheng was busy with his own matters, however, he could not be careless.

Before Fu Ting's group of ten or so cavalry reached the front of the stronghold, the gates opened wide, and a silver-armored general rode out on his horse. "You go back."

After pulling the horse, the leader of the Talisman Pavilion slowly got off the horse. He casually pulled the horse over and said, "So... you are Ji Cheng." I am so smart that I have been muddle-headed for a long time. I have been by the side of the righteous emperor for a few months. I actually did not recognize him.

The distance between the two of them is less than five steps. The martial artists did not dare to be careless and took out their weapons.

"You should go back quickly." Ji Cheng frowned. "How could the retinue allow you to come to the formation?" The Great Zhou official rarely understood the Great Zhou official's words. In order to prevent the matter from being exposed, Ji Cheng only followed the Black Yuan Eagle.

Fu Tingzhi raised his head and narrowed his eyes to look at the man on the horse. "Qingcheng, I don't blame you for hiding my true identity. Thinking back to that day when you were being chased by the First Prince and in a difficult situation, it was indeed hard to say."

The warm winter sun shone from behind the horse, and Fu Ting's thoughts drifted back to the Imperial Capital's Jolin Banquet. This person also stood in the sunlight at that time. His body was surrounded by a five-colored halo. Because of this, he was unable to see the person clearly... Sigh, later on, he was able to see clearly... It would be good if he could really see it clearly...

Ji Cheng was delighted when he heard that. "You said you don't blame me? Ting Zhi, you really don't blame me?" Did I hear it correctly?

" It's just that you shouldn't have used me. " Fu Ting slowly opened his mouth, but the expression on his face didn't change in the slightest. He still had a carefree expression, but Ji Cheng could hear a resolute meaning from it. "When two armies fight, each side serves their own master, and since ancient times, they have always been superior. However..." Fu Ting Zhi inexplicably wanted to laugh, but he actually laughed. His smile was warm and gentle. "Grand Marshal, where do you place the pavilion at, you here..." He pointed at his heart. "What is the thing that looks like?"

At the same time, in the main camp, there was a side profile as he asked in a low voice, "Are you sure this person is Fu Si, whose name shook the world? Fu Si, who caused our army to suffer a few major defeats?" After getting confirmation, he took the bow and arrow. "Marshal - Forgive me for overstepping my boundaries." Before he could finish his words, three arrows had already shot out.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the pavilion in pain. It was clear that he was the one who wanted to hold onto the love in his heart. However, because of their factions, they became enemies. In the past, it was only a national grudge. Now, it had become a personal grudge. In the future... It would probably be difficult to settle this peacefully. Just as he was in a hurry and did not know how to redeem himself, he suddenly heard a shout from behind him, Do you know for a second? The silver spear immediately caused a commotion among the martial masters. "Ting Zhizhi, dodge!" Unfortunately, it was already too late.

When Fu Ting Zhi saw the cold light approaching him, he subconsciously leaned towards the horse beside him. A martial master next to him reacted quickly and thrust his sword forward, sending an arrow flying. Zhu Hua jumped forward to block the arrow, and the third arrow shot into Fu Ting's body with a poof.

"Lord Fu..."

"Who allowed you to shoot the arrow!" Ji Cheng panicked and turned around to shout, "You are not allowed to shoot an arrow. Whoever dares to disobey the military order will be executed immediately." When he turned around, he saw Fu Ting looking at him with a pair of bitter eyes filled with blood and turbid blood in his mouth."

Fu Ting's Leader! Using the last of his strength, he stretched out his arm and made a gesture of rejection. He closed his eyes and did not want to look at that person anymore. "Brother Zhu, you can't publicize the fact that I was shot by an arrow. Take me back to the Count's Mansion by the river quietly." He struggled for a while and said, "Find Brother..."

In the Imperial Reading Room of the Central Capital's Imperial Palace, Emperor Zhou Wen was reading the battle report of the Talisman Pavilion. His hands were trembling. Your Majesty, changing the commander in front of the formation is a huge taboo. I'm afraid I won't be able to live for long. Your father, the loyal ruler, is willing to take this great responsibility for me. I hope Your Majesty will approve.

"Minister You, Minister Han, Doctor Fu's life is at stake after being shot in the chest. What should we do?" He put down the battle report in despair, "Could it be that the heavens have destroyed Great Zhou..."

Han Jiang tried his best to suppress the worry in his heart. He cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, Uncle Zhong Yi is Doctor Fu's father. For him to be able to teach such a person, he should be able to shoulder such a great responsibility." Elder sister, the head of the pavilion, you must not let anything happen to you. If you cannot live, what is the point of me, Han Jiang, living?

"Your Majesty." Han Jiang bit his lower lip and said, "Please let me go to Nan Yuan to pick you up, Elder Brother. You are still a pillar of the country, and Nan Yuan lacks medicine. I'm afraid it will delay the treatment."

"What Han Qing said is true." Emperor Zhou was reminded by Han Jiang. Only then did he realize that Fu Si might be saved even before he died. Receive it! The Zhongdu National Team might be able to survive after a consultation. It was better than staying in Nanyuan. Now that the safety of the Great Zhou was solely dependent on Fu Si, there was only hope of victory if he was saved. "Zhen immediately decreed that Doctor Zhao Fu... will be personally received by Han Qing."

"This official obeys the decree."