The old man hastily walked towards Zhang Qi, lifted her lip and took a look, then said: "The poison has entered the blood." He turned around and walked to a corner, rummaged out a few herbs, chewed them randomly, and applied them to Zhang Qi's wound. Then he shouted at a young boy: "Go, bring over the strange cow horn from Lao Wan's house, just say I want to use it to boil water."

  The old man's treatment became more and more orderly as time went on. After feeding Zhang Gui a kind of unknown powder, the old man said: "Let's see, after tonight, if there is any improvement, then there is hope for rescue."

  The Prince of Lanling didn't disturb him, and ordered the guards to set up camp outside the old man's tent. He quietly knelt down beside Zhang Yi, staring at her without blinking, until dawn broke.

  It's daytime now.

  The old man walked over, touched Zhang Qi's forehead, and then parted her lips to take a look. He turned to Lang Ling Wang and said, "Wake up your woman."

  The King of Lanling sprang up from the ground.

  He walked up to Zhang Qi with big strides, stretched out his hand and shook her gently, calling out softly: "Qi, wake up, wake up."

  The old man rolled his eyes and said in a bad tone, "Kid, use some more force, the woman won't die from fright just because you yell louder!"

  That night's contact, the old man gradually felt that this handsome Chinese Hanzi who was shouting and fighting all the time actually had a good character. Therefore, when he spoke, he wasn't so careful anymore.

  The King of Lanling grunted and pushed Zhang Qi's movement with some force, calling out to her in a louder voice, "Aqi, wake up!"

  Under his persistent urging, Zhang Qi slowly opened her eyes.

  As she gradually cleared up her eyes, the King of Lanling was overjoyed and quickly turned around. After bowing deeply to the old man, he ordered his men: "Give the old man 500 taels of gold!" As soon as this was said, it was the old man's turn to laugh with a satisfied smile, all his grievances gone.

  Zhang Yi's injury on her forehead was actually minor. However, because she didn't receive timely treatment after getting hurt, and the wound got dirty with foreign objects and cold water, it led to a life-threatening condition.

  The old man treated this illness. Indeed, he was quite skilled, and in just two days, Zhang Gui had already recovered. However, on the left side of his forehead, about an inch below his hairline, he couldn't help but leave a two-inch-long scar.

  On her absolutely beautiful face, there was suddenly such a scar, which was still very shocking. After handing the copper mirror to Zhang Qi, King Lanling immediately noticed her expression changes without blinking.

  Zhang Qi's expression was very strange. She stared blankly at herself in the mirror, her face a mixture of sadness and joy. After a long while, she finally said softly: "What's the use of this?"

  It doesn't really matter, it just makes her less perfect, and as for her appearance, she didn't lose many points.

  At this time, she felt her body warm up.

  Zhang Yi was dazed for a moment, feeling Lang Ling Wang's body temperature filling her surroundings as he stuck close to her.

  She slowly looked up at him.

  She looked down at once.

  In his eyes, it was her reflection... He feared hurting her!

  She lifted her long eyelashes and looked at herself in the mirror again. Suddenly, she picked up the rouge and yellow powder that was placed on one side, and carefully painted it on her forehead. In a moment, the red scar in the mirror turned into a beautiful hibiscus with dark-colored flower stems and buds tightly clustered together.

  Almost in an instant, the Zhang Gui in the mirror not only became perfect again, but also added a touch of indescribable charm and elegance to that perfection. The small wooden cotton flowers placed on her snow-white forehead became a unique landscape.

  I'm afraid from now on, the world will be filled with the flourishing of wooden cotton makeup!

  The King of Lanling stared blankly, his gaze lingering, and slowly, the corners of his lips curved upwards as he said in a low voice: "This is very good." In an instant, he spoke seriously: "One day, I will make you erase this scar."

  He turned his head, cleared his throat and ordered loudly towards the outside: "Tell that old man to come in!"

  "Yes."

  The King of Lanling rested for another day, and after seeing that Zhang Yi was indeed much better, he took some old men's self-made medicine balls to prevent any accidents, and only then did he leave this small tribe.

  On the way back, he still held Zhang Qi tightly in his arms. No matter how she struggled, he didn't let go.

  Zhang Yi had just recovered from a serious illness and didn't have the energy to resist him, so he could only let him do as he pleased. In this way, they rode together during the day and slept together at night. After one day and one night, the group set out again and returned to Wuwei Commandery.

  At this time, they learned that Yuwen Hu's army, after losing 70,000 men, had merged with Yuwen Yang and killed back to Wuwei Commandery.

  When he learned of this news, Langling Wang had already merged with his main force.

  After listening to his subordinates report on the latest military situation, Bi said: "Your Highness, Zhou Zhuang has sent envoys several times wanting to contact us, we have remembered your words and never approached them."

  The King of Lanling nodded slightly.

  Several officials looked at each other, and one of them stepped forward and said: "Your Highness, we think that since the fall of Wuwei City, the morale of the Turks and Rouran has been greatly boosted. Now all the tribes on the grasslands are eager to move, and even the small tribes subordinate to the two tribes are rushing to join in. The outcome of this battle is already decided, so let's return home early and prepare to defend against the Turks' invasion!"

  Another general took out a map, pointing to it and said seriously: "Your Highness, look, the Turks now occupy these seven cities. Your Highness, look again, in this way, haven't they formed an encirclement against the 1-2 million people led by Zhou Zu? Although there are still 3-4 million Zhou troops in these cities, they have been intimidated by the Turks and are not to be feared."

  At this point, Bi Ze said: "We thought that there was no chance of winning, so it's better to return home and make plans again."

  Having said that, several people looked at Langling Wang in unison, waiting for him to make a decision.

  The King of Lanling stretched out his hand and moved it over the map.

  He lowered his head and carefully examined the cities that had been specially marked on the map before slowly pushing it away.

  Looking up at his generals, the eyes under Langling Wang's mask shone with light, "No, this battle has great potential!"

  In the midst of the puzzled expressions of all the generals, Langling Wang slowly said with his hands behind his back: "The current situation, anyone who sees it will think that there is no way to do anything." He turned his head and looked at the crowd of generals with a piercing gaze, saying solemnly: "In this situation, if we use our own strength to turn the tide, then the great achievements of a thousand autumns, the beautiful names of a hundred generations, will be decided in this one battle!"

  As soon as these words came out, all the generals raised their heads in unison. Their eyes became fervent with zeal!

  Langling Wang smiled slightly. He pulled over the map again and looked at it carefully: Moreover, I also want to rely on this victory to make Yuwen Yong owe me a favor. Also relying on this battle, let His Majesty not be able to ignore my request!

  His long fingers pointed to the places where the Turks were on the map, and he said coldly: "Exactly, what the Turks are good at is also what Gao Changgong is good at! I believe that in the territory of Wuwei County, the Turks will not be more familiar with the terrain than us. So, from tomorrow on, we will surround them in ten steps and eat away step by step!"

  Next, the entire Wuwei County was filled with a black tide. They were everywhere, and if they encountered Turks on the road, tens of thousands of black tides would directly roll over them, until they were crushed into powder. If they encountered Turks looting in villages and towns, then the situation would be marked one by one by the familiar local terrain of the scouts, either leading the Turks to a certain trap, or ambushing on their necessary route, or directly attacking with fire, or crushing with giant stones.

  In this way, in just one month, the number of Turks who were crushed reached 15,000 or 16,000.

  Of course, except for Wuwei City and the other six cities mainly guarded by the Turks.

  After the Turks entered and occupied Wuwei City, they obviously fell in love with this prosperous and comfortable place. They galloped wildly on the streets, and when they were excited, they either urinated under the city wall or hugged the beautiful women of the Central Plains in public to enjoy themselves. That kind of freedom and satisfaction was truly beyond words.

  On this day, the Turkic people who had indulged in a night of revelry gathered when the sky was already late. Dozens of stumbling Turkic people who had just arrived at the south gate of Wuwei City to replace the soldiers on night watch suddenly heard one person let out a shrill cry.

  This scream suddenly made the Turkic people think they had encountered an enemy raid, and they quickly woke up. Just as they hastily raised their weapons and lifted their heads to look around, in an instant, Zhang Da's mouth could no longer be closed, and then, the screams grew louder and louder, and the sound of horseshoes filled the entire street.

  However, at the south gate of Wuwei City, a huge "kill" character composed of blood-colored heads suddenly appeared out of thin air! Tens of thousands of messy beards, their companions' heads piled high, like a small mountain, and this winding small mountain became a Turkic text "kill"!

  Obviously most of the skulls were still fresh, and under them, blood flowed like a river, all the way to the city gate!

  When did this happen? Why didn't any of the night watchmen from Tujue discover it? When did they actually kill so many of their own companions?

  The King of Lanling launched a surprise attack on the surrounding tribes, and although a few stragglers managed to report back to their leader in the city, the people below were unaware. The leaders who did know were also unable to put adequate countermeasures in place before this scene unfolded!

  Moreover, it was not only Wuwei City, but also three other cities near Wuwei that were occupied by the Turks, where a "kill" character composed of skulls also appeared!

  Never had there been a moment when these Turkic people, who had always swept across the lands outside the Great Wall with unbridled ferocity and invincibility, felt such panic!

  Those skulls, either intact or rotten, with bloodstains not yet dry, each of them seemed familiar, each of them had once been a brave warrior on horseback, a fine young man on the grasslands. Each of them had a family behind him, countless women and children's expectations and happiness.

  Now, these people who were once rampant and invincible have all had their heads cut off, and they have all been placed outside the city gate by some unknown person!

  Perhaps, for this group of prairie wolves, the most terrifying thing is the corpse of their own kind. Perhaps, for these people who have plundered a large amount of treasure and can already live a rich and comfortable life in their second half, killing is no longer so enthusiastic. To enjoy themselves, with so much treasure, they can still enjoy themselves when they return to the prairie!

  No matter what the reason was, after the appearance of this "killing" character composed of skulls, the Turks, who were known for their bravery and fearlessness of death, panicked, became disordered, and feared!

  It started with just a commotion, but later on, it was unclear who took the lead. The commotion gradually turned into shouting: "We're going back!" "Right, let's go back to the grasslands!" "We've already looted so much, why are we still staying here?" "The Central Plains may be good, with the most treasures, but we can't carry them all now. Let's go back, go back!"

  Gradually, countless voices converged into two words: "Go back"!

  As the sound grew louder and more frequent, finally, with a "zhi zhi" sound, the west gate and north gate of Wuwei City opened simultaneously. Troops of Turks, carrying loads of gold, silver, and precious treasures, drove out a small group of Han slaves and beautiful Han women, rushing out of the city gates.

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  Standing in the forest, Fang's staff saw the dust rising in all directions in front of him, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He looked back and turned to King Langling, asking loudly: "Chang Gong, do you think those Zhou people will listen to your arrangement?" In a moment, he disdainfully said: "Just let them drag branches behind them to sweep the dust, pretend to be majestic, if they don't listen to the arrangement, these Zhou people are really hopeless."

  Just as he said that, he burst out laughing again. His gaze at Lang Ling Wang was full of admiration and approval. "No matter whether they listen or not, Chang Gong, from this battle on, your name will be etched in history!" After a moment's thought, he said with some embarrassment: "Chang Gong, after we return, I'll once again memorialize the Emperor, and take responsibility for my mistake."

  In front of this young king, his strategy was not that brilliant, but with this not-so-brilliant strategy, relying on that cruelty and bloody ruthlessness, relying on his understanding of the Turks, he actually crushed the morale of those grassland wolves, causing them to flee in a panic! With just one move, he actually turned around the entire situation of the war!

  After this battle, whether it was the Zhou people or the Turkic Rouran people, they were all afraid that as soon as they heard the name of Chang Gong, their hearts would turn cold and their gallbladders would tremble!

  At that time, those nobles and noblewomen thought that Langling Wang Gao Changgong's military ability was nothing more than that. His best choice would be to guard his Zheng family wife and enjoy the glory of his previous three small battles. Like before, although it wasn't said, they felt that Langling Wang had abandoned his high-born wife from a prominent family for a fox-like woman who no longer belonged to him, which was extremely foolish and stubborn. What made him sigh even more was that as a husband, he was willing to guard his virtue for a concubine. Not only did he abandon his beloved wife, but he also intentionally spread rumors saying that his own queen was still a chaste and virtuous person, which was an open invitation for all the nobles to climb over his wall. His behavior was truly lamentable and laughable.

  Only through this war did he understand, and all the people of Qi would also understand, that Gao Changgong was a peerless and powerful general. His glory, his prestige, his talent, didn't need anyone to add bricks or tiles. Relying solely on himself, he could make the whole world look at him with admiration, and bow their heads in reverence!

  Being praised like this, Langling Wang still had no expression, quietly looking ahead, hearing the excited cheers from the forest from time to time, he waved his hand and commanded in a low voice: "Tell them that we will attack after the Turks leave fifty miles!" Those people drove thousands of Han slaves, inconvenient to move, believing that after they left fifty miles, the high-level and elite Turkic people had already rushed forward, leaving behind only some Han slaves and ordinary Turkic people who escorted the Han slaves, and the number of Turkic people would not be many.

  And now they are lying in ambush ahead, just waiting for these Turkic elite troops to fall into their trap!

  For the Prince of Lanling, those being driven away were the people of Zhou, and his purpose in this trip was only to kill as many Turks as possible. As for whether the Han slaves escaped on their own or were rescued by Yuwen Hu's men, that was not something he should be concerned about!

  Of course, after killing the Turks, it's natural to pick up some of the treasures that the Turks have looted. This is something that Langling Wang will not stop and even allows. With 50,000 men marching forward, if every military expense relied on Qi Guo, they would have collapsed long ago.

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