At this time, Suning was desperately heading towards the mountain of blood and blood in the distance, because a wounded soldier of the Ming Army suddenly mentioned that Fan Zhong should still be alive. Suning quickly asked for the approximate direction of Fan Zhong's location, and then started desperately

Run towards the goal.

Of course, Qimuge noticed Suning's abnormality and thought that Suning wanted to take the opportunity to escape. Then he showed a contemptuous sneer and chased in the direction of Suning. Boyan Tiemur and Qinggeer looked at each other in confusion.

At a glance, he saw that Qimuge had already chased him, so he did not take the matter to heart anymore. After all, Suning could not escape under the nose of hundreds of thousands of Mongolian and Yuan troops.

Suning came to the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in the distance, and found his target Fan Zhong without much effort. Maybe the Meng Yuan army also felt Fan Zhong's loyalty and did not attack Fan Zhong's "corpse"

, Suning hurriedly ran over to take a look, and was surprised to find that Fan Zhong still had a faint aura, and immediately transformed from the "God of War of the Ming Dynasty" into the Miracle Doctor of the Ming Dynasty.

Fortunately, Fan Zhong's self-inflicted wound was not deep. Coupled with the interruption by Qi Muge and Sarilang, Fan Zhong's aorta was not actually injured, and the anti-inflammatory drugs Suning gave him in advance meant that it was

It gave Suning many chances to save.

"Hmph! Stinky Dragon, don't waste your efforts. Fan Zhong is already dead." He came behind Suning and noticed Suning's intention. Qi Muge couldn't help but be surprised.

"Qimuge, please ask your men to pull a cart over. Fan Zhong is still breathing." Suning was so busy that he didn't even bother to raise his head and asked Qimuge.

"Okay! I think your efforts are in vain."

Soon a cart came to the side, and several Mongolian and Yuan men carried the angry Fan Zhong and placed him on the cart. Suning looked at their rude behavior and quickly said with some distress, "Be gentle! You all

Be gentle!"

"Humph!" Seeing that a prisoner was so difficult to serve, several Mongolian soldiers became a little unhappy.

Soon the cart returned to the temporarily formed wounded barracks, and then carried Fan Zhong into a yurt that had just been set up. Suning directly began to treat Fan Zhong, which can be regarded as using all his eighteen martial arts, modern

All medical methods were available, including intravenous drips of glucose and saline for Fan Zhong. Soon he noticed that Fan Zhong's breathing was becoming more and more steady, and Suning felt relieved.

"Stinky Dragon, did you really save Fan Zhong, a living dead?" At this time, Qimuge also noticed Fan Zhong's rapid recovery.

"Those who believe in me will have eternal life!"

"Ah? Really?" Qimuge's eyes widened in surprise. She actually believed Suning.

Boyantemur and Qinggeertai, who had been watching the excitement, were also shocked and swallowed their saliva. The ancients believed in ghosts and gods, and Suning's treatment methods were so superb. Boyantemur

He Qinggeltai couldn't help but start to believe in Suning.

"Two generals, thank you for your hard work. This is a gift from me. I really hope you can follow me." As if by magic, two bottles of Erguotou without labels suddenly appeared in Suning's hands.

"Ah? Thank you, Your Majesty." Feeling the transparent wine bottles in their hands, Boyan Tiemu'er and Qing Geertai couldn't help but feel pleasantly surprised.

"Liu Li?" But when they saw what was in their hands clearly, their eyes widened in shock.

"Bo Yan, Qing Ge Tai, I need you very much. I hope you can choose to follow me, and I will definitely let you achieve immortal achievements." Suning patted the shoulders of the two of them again.

"Stinky dragon, no! Your Majesty, can I, Qimuge, follow you?" Before Boyantiemur and Qinggeertai could respond, Qimuge, who was standing beside him, was the first to surrender.

"Okay! Now go and ask Grand Master Ye Xian for instructions and go to the Ming army prisoner camp to select soldiers. With me by your side, it will be easy to conquer them." Suning couldn't help but nodded in surprise.

"Yes! Your Majesty, I will swear allegiance to Muge to the death."

"Well, go ahead! Don't talk to Grand Master Yexian about you and me yet."

"Your Majesty, I will finally understand." Qi Muge suddenly became enlightened.

Although Boyantemur and Qinggeltai were very moved, they did not agree like Qimuge. After all, their identities were more important, but their hearts began to tilt toward Suning.

"Two generals, I am waiting for your reply." At this time, Suning turned his head and looked meaningfully at Boyan Tiemur and Qinggeltai.

"Yes! Your Majesty."

...

For Suning, the biggest time traveler with golden fingers, it was easy to escape from the hundreds of thousands of Mongolian and Yuan troops. However, looking at the Ming army prisoners wrapped in white gauze, Suning couldn't bear to be alone.

After that, he thought of leaving with them.

Qimuge moved very quickly. After leaving Suning, he ran in front of Ye Xian. But now Ye Xian was worried about how to march into the Central Plains and really didn't care about the prisoners.

If Qi Muge comes to ask for troops to replenish his troops, Yexian may really feel a headache. After all, other tribal leaders are not willing to hand over soldiers of their own tribes to Qi Muge, so this requirement for Qi Muge is not at all

Didn't take it to heart.

After Qimuge got permission from Ye Xian, she selected 20,000 soldiers from these prisoners and transformed into a general with heavy troops. Because of Suning's secret support, these Ming army prisoners were very cooperative.

.

"Boyan Tiemur, Qimuge wants to select soldiers from Ming army prisoners to supplement his own strength. What's the situation now?" Ye Xian's voice suddenly interrupted his younger brother Boyan Tiemur, who was wandering away.

.

"Ah? Brother, Qimuge has selected 20,000 surrendered troops." Boyan Tiemur explained with a smile.

"What? Twenty thousand? It seems that Qimuge is really anxious this time." Ye was shocked at first by Qimuge's generosity, and soon sighed in understanding.

"Yes! Brother, if there are no warriors under our grassland, Qimuge will not be able to be a general." Of course, Boyan Tiemur could understand Qimuge.

"Well, is the little emperor of the Ming Dynasty really that powerful?" At this time, he couldn't help but doubt a little.

"Brother, how powerful can a pampered emperor be? I think the soldiers of the Ming army are brave enough." Boyan Tiemuer said with disdain in his heart.

"Well, Boyan, what you said makes sense, so I want you to take in the remaining Ming army prisoners immediately."

"Ah? Brother, you want me to receive it?" Boyan Tiemuer looked at his elder brother in surprise.

"Yes! We must complete the reception of all the prisoners before other tribal leaders react, so that they will be useless after they react." Ye Xian explained with a sinister smile.

"Yes! Brother, I'll go down and prepare."

"Well, go ahead!"

In fact, he initially looked down upon these Ming army prisoners. In his eyes, these were remnants of defeated soldiers whose backs were broken. However, Qi Muge's generous gestures awakened him and he realized that no matter how small a fly is, it is still considered meat.

It is much better than being separated by other tribe leaders.

After making arrangements for his younger brother Boyan Tiemur to receive prisoners of the Ming army, he also focused on making a march plan again. After all, he had decided to enter the Central Plains in three days, and there was not much time to waste.

Suning, who was a prisoner for the first time in his life, did not feel any self-pity. Instead, he still shuttled through the wounded camp every day. All the lightly or seriously wounded soldiers who had been treated by Suning's "excellent rejuvenation", whether they were Ming army prisoners or similarly injured Mongolian Yuan soldiers, were all treated.

First, he looked at Suning with admiration and respect.

"Brothers from the Ming Army, your Ming Emperor is so powerful, why is he so vulnerable?" A wounded Mongolian soldier looked at the wounded Ming prisoner next to him in confusion.

"Hmph! Of course our emperor is the most powerful, but he was deceived and bewitched by the dog eunuch Wang Zhen, and that's why he became estranged from our Ming army soldiers." Almost everyone thought it was Wang Zhen's mistake.

"Well, we heard on the grassland that you Ming people like to castrate the prisoners you capture. Some of these castrated slaves must hate you." The Mongolian soldier agreed with the Ming army prisoners' statement.

"Yes! Brother, what you said is so right. Wang Zhen must be a treacherous villain who hates my Ming Dynasty."

After the fighting on the ancient cold weapon battlefield, both sides would leave a large number of wounded soldiers, and the feudal rulers would generally just let them fend for themselves. Those with good physical fitness and those with minor injuries would be reorganized into the new army.

In the army, those seriously injured can only wait for the destruction of fate.

However, Suning's modern medical methods not only allowed the lightly wounded to recover quickly, but also rescued the seriously wounded who were lingering at the gate of hell. Suning also selected some clever ones from the lightly wounded as their own.

Helper, I soon felt more and more relaxed.

Suning's behavior directly increased his reputation again. Many Mongolian and Yuan soldiers unconsciously no longer regarded Suning as a prisoner, but as a messenger sent from heaven. This also made Suning's life in the Mongolian and Yuan army easier.

A lot.

Although Suning initially frightened these Mongolian nobles, they still began to march into the Central Plains under Ye Xian's strong request. At this time, it was difficult for various places in the Central Plains to form resistance quickly, and they could only huddle within the solid city walls and clear the wilderness as much as possible.

, and this made the Mongolian and Yuan army unstoppable along the way, and also made the Mongolian and Yuan nobles forget Suning's original warning.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?" Fan Zhong, who had already woken up, had been observing Suning silently for the past few days.

"General Fan, although you can speak now, because the wound is on your neck, you'd better speak as little as possible." Looking at Fan Zhong who wanted to say something, Suning ordered with a smile.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, you really... shouldn't have saved me!" Fan Zhong looked at Suning with a wry smile on his face.

"Hmph! I could have killed myself to be a benevolent person, but it was because of your troubles that I was captured. Of course I have to share such a good thing with you." When Fan Zhong mentioned this matter, Suning couldn't help but get angry.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty can't live without you, that's why the general made this move." Fan Zhong also realized that his original behavior was excessive.

"The Ming Dynasty will continue to operate as usual without anyone. Even without me, Zhu Qizhen, and the King of Cheng, Zhu Qiyu, I think it's you Fan Zhong who made this unnecessary move." Suning said disapprovingly.

"Your Majesty, what are your plans next?" Fan Zhong didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore, so he changed the topic and asked about more important things.

"General Fan, I will plan to return to the capital as soon as possible. If I can't do it, I may stay in the grassland for the rest of my life and never return to the Central Plains." Suning would not follow the old path of "Ola foreign students" and would rather stay in the grassland and try to unify all Mongolia.

The tribe will not run back to the capital and be controlled by villains.

"ah?"

...

The Meng Yuan army was invincible along the way, and the tribe leaders of the Meng Yuan Dynasty forgot their fear of the Ming Dynasty at the beginning, but they began to respect their prisoner Suning more and more, just because more and more wars made them

The number of wounded on both sides became increasing.

The seriously wounded and dead bodies on the Ming army's side were naturally restrained by the Ming army, while the wounded on the Mongolian and Yuan army's side were immediately sent to the wounded barracks. Sometimes Suning felt a little aggrieved. Whose side did he, the emperor, belong to?

of?

"Your Majesty, where have we been?" The ancients' bodies were indeed very good. Fan Zhong's serious wound healed quickly.

"It seems that we are almost arriving at the capital city."

"Hey! It's so abominable. I really feel sorry for Emperor Taizong." Fan Zhong sighed in pain.
To be continued...