Chapter 466: General Jiang Appears!

Although during this time, the military affairs were not led by him, he also promoted them.

Unexpectedly, step by step, they all lost to this woman.

"Thank you." Jiang Fengsheng did not smile, his face as cold as frost, looking at the Xijiang Army below.

Only one step away……

Just one step.

As long as they hold out!

"Since General Jiang won't open the city gate, then... don't blame me for being impolite."

"Attack!"

With a single order, the Xijiang Army's troops moved.

"Kill! You have no retreat; you can only keep advancing, break through this gate—there is grain and fodder, water, and women."

"Kill!"

A desperate situation is not without hope.

The entire medical tent filled up; the situation has reached a point where stratagems can no longer decide it.

"Dean, there are too many wounded." Kang Ziwei's face had turned pale; the siege sounds outside never ceased, day and night, with no ceasefire at all.

More and more wounded were sent over; everyone became busy, day and night.

Jiang Yunchu looked at the sun outside; at some point it was covered by thick clouds, as if unwilling to witness the world's slaughter.

"Send them off." After finishing another surgery, she had no time to tidy up before new wounded arrived.

The sounds of fighting never ceased.

It's the third day……

"Grand General Xi Lang, this is bullying my Da Ning for having no one!" When the Jiang Family Army could barely hold on, an old voice sounded from the city wall.

All the Jiang Family Army's personnel suddenly felt invigorated, their eyes firm as they looked at that old man.

He wore golden armor, his hair already white, but his eyes were bright and spirited.

He is the faith of the Jiang Family Army; as long as he stands there, the Jiang Family Army will not lose!

"General!"

"It's the old general!"

"General!"

……

One by one the calls, along with the fighting spirit they exuded, made the already declining Jiang Family Army seem to return to its beginning.

Xi Lang's eyes narrowed as he looked at the person long dead; he found it hard to believe, yet he had to accept this reality.

"You're not dead."

General Jiang laughed heartily, "I've disappointed Grand General Xi Lang; this old man's life is tough."

"How could this……"

"How could this be?"

"Impossible! That poison has no cure in the world—how are you alive?" The shaman looked at the person on the city wall, a wall apart, and exclaimed in disbelief.

Clearly the poison has no cure, yet why is he alive?

All the arrangements made earlier now seem like a joke.

"It seems my poisoning is the masterpiece of the shaman, sir."

"I've disappointed you."

General Jiang stroked his beard, looking at the people below the city.

"Are my Jiang Family's lads present?"

"Present! Present! Present!"

The sound of cheering was like welcoming their faith.

"Is the Jiang Family Army present?"

"Present! Present! Present!"

The voice was firm, the spirit breaking through the heavens.

General Jiang looked at everyone; for a moment, his spirit was high and his morale soaring.

"Vow to die defending the city gate."

"Rather die standing than live kneeling."

The old general's words fell, and all of the Jiang Family Army became stirred.

Jiang Fengsheng watched his father do all this, watched the mobilized morale.

Some people need do nothing; as long as he is there, they give others endless motivation.

"Yes!"

"Rather die standing than live kneeling!"

……

For a moment, the previously numb Jiang Family Army, each one, filled with fighting spirit.

Would rather die.

Nor allow the Xijiang troops to set foot in Da Ning even a single step!

The shaman lost his composure; Xi Lang, who had been carefree, suddenly changed.

The war continues……

But two pieces of news reached Da Ning.

The Southern Barbarians returning to the city numbered thirteen thousand; on the return route they fell into an ambush, leaving only eight thousand.

The Northern Barbarians returning to the city suffered eight thousand casualties.

……

When Jiang Yunchu learned the news, she became even more worried.

Some people only care how far they have gone, but she wants to know their current situation, whether they are injured.

Those few children……

They have long since grown up, capable of standing on their own, supporting heaven and earth.

"Yun chu, I am somewhat worried." Jiang Fusheng looked at Jiang Yunchu; these words should not be spoken by her as the acting general, but she is also a mother.

Mother, worrying about one's children—what fault is there in that?

Jiang Yunchu nodded, 'I am also worried, but we can only wait.'

She even did not know where she could find them.

After being apart for many days, are they safe?

That day, the morale of the Jiang family army seemed to have reached its peak.

Xijiang has no retreat; the Jiang family army does not allow itself a retreat.

In the confrontation between the two sides, there is no reservation.

The city walls are already fragile to the point of breaking at a single blow.

"Sons, follow this general out to kill!"

Jiang the old general made a swift decision; the war horses, raised for months, now feeling their master on their backs, began to neigh.

They too are already prepared.

"Yun chu, you stay behind." The old general looked at the person beside him, his eyes slightly narrowing.

Whether it be schemes or medical arts, also for that group of children, he dare not gamble.

His old life—if he dies, he dies.

But the Princess Consort is of great importance; there must be no mishap.

Jiang Yunchu looked at the old general, gently shook her head, 'Old general, this time let us fight side by side.'

"Numbers insufficient is fundamental; I will bring a special unit onto the battlefield, but not take part in combat."

She is a military medic, with her mission.

The old general dispatched two people to specifically guard Jiang Yunchu's left and right.

"Then……"

"Depart!"

After five months, that heavy city gate finally opened.

"Kill!"

"Kill!!"

On the whole battlefield, the clashing of weapons, shouts, and wails never cease.

Someone sent wounded to Jiang Yunchu; she could immediately treat and bandage them. To improve survival rate, she exhausted all the points in the space, purchasing all first-aid medicines.

"Kill!"

"Drive the invaders out of our homeland."

"Kill anyone who infringes upon our nation."

On the battlefield, cries rang out; each collision meant either death or injury.

"General!"

"General, be careful."

The originally confronting old general Jiang, suddenly a black-robed person appeared, his withered hands like burnt wood, reaching out toward the old general Jiang.

"Die!"

But……

At that moment, a white-clad figure suddenly appeared, a face bearing coldness, a scarlet red soft sword, possessing an air of mystery.

"Your opponent……"

"It is me."

Jiang Yunchu coldly smiled; her plain white hand directly scattered the medicinal powder, 'I have heard that Master Witch is skilled in poison—then experience my poison.'

That lovely figure, with a silver bell-like laugh, a graceful posture, like a butterfly dancing among flowers.

That pink medicinal powder was not only thrown at the witch.