Chapter 1776: Life Hanging by a Thread, Then Snatch Someone from the Real Yama!

This instant.

It was as if the whole world had gone silent, and everything slowed down in Gao Yang's eyes.

Within his field of vision, there was only Lu Yourong's pale face, and that plea filled with longing and reluctance.

The setting sun shrouded the battlefield, and Lu Yourong's blood was winding into a river along the silver patterns.

Gao Yang's eyes gradually turned red!

"Yourong!"

Lu Zhen had just returned and saw this scene; his eyes were about to split, and he was almost going crazy.

Wang Xiao rode his tall horse, watching this scene, his eyes filled with dullness!

"I'll kill you!"

Wang Xiao roared and killed toward the direction of Luo Cheng.

His eyes were about to split, and his killing intent soared to the sky!

Li Erji and the others also killed their way over, and Gao Yang's personal guards and the Great Qian soldiers also blocked in front of Gao Yang, airtight.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Luo Cheng was extremely unwilling.

His must-kill arrow had actually been blocked by Lu Yourong!

But this also declared that he had no more chance.

The once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity he had painstakingly created had turned into a bubble in an instant.

Thousands of elites, brothers who lived and died together, had all died in vain.

"General, the situation is impossible; we will cover you to kill your way out!"

"Run quickly!"

The deputy general slashed a Great Qian soldier to death and shouted.

Although Luo Cheng was unwilling, he turned his horse's head and killed his way out in a panic.

"Military physician! Quickly let the military physician come, and bring the best hemostatic powder in the army!"

Gao Yang's eyes were red, and he roared as he picked up the person in his arms, the blood beads from his armor dripping onto the ground.

He could feel Lu Yourong's body temperature disappearing with the blood, and that face full of heroic spirit was turning pale and blue.

"Move aside!" Liu Yiming arrived with his medicine box for the first time.

He squatted down, and his aged fingers trembled violently as soon as they touched Lu Yourong's pulse.

"Minister Gao, the arrow tip has entered the lungs by three inches, and the heart pulse is broken by a third..."

"And the worst thing is that the position of the arrow shaft is extremely dangerous; if the arrow is pulled out rashly, I'm afraid blood will flow like a river, and she will probably die within half a cup of tea..."

Liu Yiming raised his head, his turbid eyes reflecting Gao Yang's face, which was filled with soaring killing intent; his aged voice was trembling, fearing that Gao Yang would chop him down in his rage.

"Minister Gao, the old man can only do his best, first seal the throat with gold sore medicine to delay blood loss, and then do his best, but given Miss Lu's injuries, I'm afraid only a divine physician descending to the world would have a glimmer of hope..."

Liu Yiming knew Gao Yang's rage and feared being implicated, so he said it in advance.

Boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like thunder.

All the generals looked unbearable.

This was undoubtedly sentencing Lu Yourong to death.

Lu Zhen looked at Lu Yourong's pale face, and couldn't help but have old tears streaming down his face, deeply understanding the cruelty of heaven!

There is no cruelty in this world more than the old burying the young!

But right now, he, Lu Zhen, had to experience it.

He had led troops for many years and was used to the wounded in the army; too many soldiers died from pulling out arrows, blood gushing like a river, and there was no way to save them.

But even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he didn't want to give up.

"Military Physician Liu, then I'll leave it to you. If she lives, it's heaven's favor; if there's no way to save her, then it's Yourong's fate!"

Hearing this.

Liu Yiming let out a heavy sigh of relief.

He subconsciously looked at Gao Yang.

The Living Yama's rage was what he feared most.

"If the arrow is pulled out, once there is too much blood loss, is there a danger to life, and the chance of survival is extremely low?"

"If you take action, what is the chance of survival?"

Gao Yang looked at Liu Yiming and asked aggressively.

Liu Yiming's old face turned red, extremely guilty and embarrassed, and he held up a finger.

"One percent?"