Chapter 1427 Aren’t you afraid of death?
Chapter 1427 Are you not afraid of death?
Li Chen nodded and said, "You guessed it right. He really thought so. But since he came and brought Yan Yun's Sixteen Knights here, it would be better than not."
Wu Qingcang said, "With that being said, there is still a layer of worry at the end."
Li Chen glanced at Wu Qingcang and said, "But it's okay."
Wu Qingcang lowered his voice and said, "Yan Yun's sixteen cavalry has more than 100,000 troops. It would be fine if they did not work hard. Don't worry that they would not work hard. Not only did they not work hard, they would also reach out to ask for food and supplies from the Crescent Pass. By then, the Crescent Pass was already short of its strength and would have to support these 100,000 people. What should we do?"
"It's fine. It's just a matter of food and grass. With the support of Ganzhou and Shaanxi, although the food and grass are tight, it's not impossible to move out. But the key is that if these 100,000 people only know King Ning, but not His Highness's Sixteen Cavalry, if they have other thoughts, then it would be really a bad thing."
"Maybe if the war goes well, there will be no undesirable thoughts, but if the war is not good..."
Wu Qingcang's words made Li Chen narrow his eyes slightly.
He just tried every means to get King Ning over, but he did not expect this level.
Wu Qingcang did remind him.
"I have my own concerns about this, you don't have to worry about it." Li Chen comforted Wu Qingcang, thinking of countermeasures in his heart, his feet kept walking, and the crescent moon gate in front was already close.
"Go into the city first, and let's talk about the others later." Li Chen said to Wu Qingcang.
As soon as he approached the city gate, before he could enter, Li Chen saw many wounded soldiers sitting on the side of the road.
The wounded soldiers were covered with scars, blood and wounds everywhere, but even though most of them only breathed a sigh of relief, they did not see anyone coming to treat them.
Li Chen frowned and looked at the scene in front of him, walked forward, squatted down in front of a wounded soldier, and asked, "Brother, who is the person?"
There were always seventeen or eighteen new and old wounds crisscrossed on the wounded soldier. Three fingers were missing on his left palm, and the worst wound was not here. One of his ears was gone, and a wound as big as a child on his scalp was cracked. Because of the lack of cooking, the white skull could be vaguely seen under the black and red blood.
This scene is creepy just by looking at it.
But Li Chen seemed to have not seen it, and even stared at the wounded soldiers in front of him.
The wounded soldier raised his eyelids and looked at Li Chen weakly, and said angrily: "Local."
Li Chen nodded.
Most of the soldiers at Crescent Pass are locals, and many of them are passed down from generation to generation.
Their ancestors all had an irreconcilable hatred with the Liao army.
This is not uncommon at the crescent moon.
"Will no one care about you if you are so injured?" Li Chen asked.
At this time, as long as the wounded soldier said even a complaint, all the generals of the Crescent Pass would bear Li Chen's anger.
But the wounded soldier said in a natural tone: "I am almost dead, why are you wasting doctors and herbs doing on me?"
"Isn't it good to have that kung fu to save those brothers who can continue to go to the battlefield and kill a few more Liao dogs for me?"
These words left Li Chen speechless.
No matter what, he didn't expect that the soldiers at Crescent Pass would look like this.
"But aren't you afraid of death?" Li Chen couldn't help asking.
Chapter completed!