Chapter 1478: 1478
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It was the young little wounded man who said: "now that we are injured, we have food and shelter, and the doctor's treatment. It's good enough. Those winter clothes should be close to the people on the battlefield first..."
Chu Yunyao:...
seeing that Chu Yunyao doesn't seem to be the kind of person who is difficult to get along with, the person lying next to the little wounded man spoke and asked: "young lady, this battle Do we win?
The palace family is backed up by the foreigners and Westerners with advanced weapons. They also said that they would defeat the Mohist army in three months, right Chu Yunyao took over, "but three months have come, the Mohist army is still holding its own position, and has not been defeated as the palace would like.
Three months later, it will be clear that if the stalemate continues, the Asians and Westerners will never willingly continue to support the imperial family unconditionally.
Ling Yuan has fought so many battles. Which one has failed? "
The last sentence, like a tranquilizer, calmed their worries and anxieties, and gave them a dose of tranquilizer.
Yes, when did Mo Shao fail?
He drove away the foreigners.
He destroyed the Si family.
Although the Feng family was a little difficult to conquer, it finally collapsed from the inside without any effort.
Now it's the Gong family's turn...
although the war has been a little fierce, there is still hope.
After dividing the porridge, I was just packing it up, but I saw a series of new patients being carried in one after another.
Although Chu Yunyao knew that the war was terrible, she still felt numb when she saw the wounded and the dead brought in from outside.
The other hall just cleaned up was filled with patients who were short of arms and legs and were bleeding.
Wailing, wailing, swearing, ringing through the eardrum.
Different from the stillness and despair of the hall just now, the patients here still can't accept the established facts and scream: "my leg, my leg can't be broken, I have to walk with this leg."
"My eyes, I can't see. I'll be blind later."
"What's the point of living without my hands?"
"And my brother, have you brought back my brother's body?"
...
the sharp cry pierced her chest like a sharp blade. Chu Yunyao only felt that her chest was like a hole, and the dull pain spread from her chest to all her limbs, and the blood in her body was a little cold.
Comfort and comfort in the face of a living life seems powerless.
The patients who were carried in and out by stretchers couldn't survive and finally lost their breath.
The footsteps were in a hurry, and the guard came to him in a hurry, "young lady, you should go there quickly, and your father was carried back with blood all over..."
Chu Yunyao's heart suddenly shrank: "what's the matter with him?"
"The palace family got a new weapon from the westerners, and the gunpowder was much more powerful than before." The cold sweat of the guard's forehead trickled down: "the gunpowder exploded next to my lord... My Lord was blown up..."
before he finished speaking, the figure in front of him was in a flash. There was only time to see a bloated gray figure who left in a hurry, and Mrs. Mo Shao had gone away...
Chu Yunyao rushed back to her bedroom, only to see a bloody figure on the stretcher.
Mo Lingyuan is such a clean man. Now his hands and face are covered with blood. He sews them needle by needle. The hem of the down jacket he brought from afar for him is broken into a piece of cloth. Small white duck down is flying around, and some of it falls on him and is mixed with the spilled blood www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
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It was the young little wounded man who said: "now that we are injured, we have food and shelter, and the doctor's treatment. It's good enough. Those winter clothes should be close to the people on the battlefield first..."
Chu Yunyao:...
seeing that Chu Yunyao doesn't seem to be the kind of person who is difficult to get along with, the person lying next to the little wounded man spoke and asked: "young lady, this battle Do we win?
The palace family is backed up by the foreigners and Westerners with advanced weapons. They also said that they would defeat the Mohist army in three months, right Chu Yunyao took over, "but three months have come, the Mohist army is still holding its own position, and has not been defeated as the palace would like.
Three months later, it will be clear that if the stalemate continues, the Asians and Westerners will never willingly continue to support the imperial family unconditionally.
Ling Yuan has fought so many battles. Which one has failed? "
The last sentence, like a tranquilizer, calmed their worries and anxieties, and gave them a dose of tranquilizer.
Yes, when did Mo Shao fail?
He drove away the foreigners.
He destroyed the Si family.
Although the Feng family was a little difficult to conquer, it finally collapsed from the inside without any effort.
Now it's the Gong family's turn...
although the war has been a little fierce, there is still hope.
After dividing the porridge, I was just packing it up, but I saw a series of new patients being carried in one after another.
Although Chu Yunyao knew that the war was terrible, she still felt numb when she saw the wounded and the dead brought in from outside.
The other hall just cleaned up was filled with patients who were short of arms and legs and were bleeding.
Wailing, wailing, swearing, ringing through the eardrum.
Different from the stillness and despair of the hall just now, the patients here still can't accept the established facts and scream: "my leg, my leg can't be broken, I have to walk with this leg."
"My eyes, I can't see. I'll be blind later."
"What's the point of living without my hands?"
"And my brother, have you brought back my brother's body?"
...
the sharp cry pierced her chest like a sharp blade. Chu Yunyao only felt that her chest was like a hole, and the dull pain spread from her chest to all her limbs, and the blood in her body was a little cold.
Comfort and comfort in the face of a living life seems powerless.
The patients who were carried in and out by stretchers couldn't survive and finally lost their breath.
The footsteps were in a hurry, and the guard came to him in a hurry, "young lady, you should go there quickly, and your father was carried back with blood all over..."
Chu Yunyao's heart suddenly shrank: "what's the matter with him?"
"The palace family got a new weapon from the westerners, and the gunpowder was much more powerful than before." The cold sweat of the guard's forehead trickled down: "the gunpowder exploded next to my lord... My Lord was blown up..."
before he finished speaking, the figure in front of him was in a flash. There was only time to see a bloated gray figure who left in a hurry, and Mrs. Mo Shao had gone away...
Chu Yunyao rushed back to her bedroom, only to see a bloody figure on the stretcher.
Mo Lingyuan is such a clean man. Now his hands and face are covered with blood. He sews them needle by needle. The hem of the down jacket he brought from afar for him is broken into a piece of cloth. Small white duck down is flying around, and some of it falls on him and is mixed with the spilled blood www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
It was the young little wounded man who said: "now that we are injured, we have food and shelter, and the doctor's treatment. It's good enough. Those winter clothes should be close to the people on the battlefield first..." Chu Yunyao:... seeing that Chu Yunyao doesn't seem to be the kind of person who is difficult to get along with, the person lying next to the little wounded man spoke and asked: "young lady, this battle Do we win? The palace family is backed up by the foreigners and Westerners with advanced weapons. They also said that they would defeat the Mohist army in three months, right Chu Yunyao took over, "but three months have come, the Mohist army is still holding its own position, and has not been defeated as the palace would like. Three months later, it will be clear that if the stalemate continues, the Asians and Westerners will never willingly continue to support the imperial family unconditionally. Ling Yuan has fought so many battles. Which one has failed? " The last sentence, like a tranquilizer, calmed their worries and anxieties, and gave them a dose of tranquilizer. Yes, when did Mo Shao fail? He drove away the foreigners. He destroyed the Si family. Although the Feng family was a little difficult to conquer, it finally collapsed from the inside without any effort. Now it's the Gong family's turn... although the war has been a little fierce, there is still hope. After dividing the porridge, I was just packing it up, but I saw a series of new patients being carried in one after another. Although Chu Yunyao knew that the war was terrible, she still felt numb when she saw the wounded and the dead brought in from outside. The other hall just cleaned up was filled with patients who were short of arms and legs and were bleeding. Wailing, wailing, swearing, ringing through the eardrum. Different from the stillness and despair of the hall just now, the patients here still can't accept the established facts and scream: "my leg, my leg can't be broken, I have to walk with this leg." "My eyes, I can't see. I'll be blind later." "What's the point of living without my hands?" "And my brother, have you brought back my brother's body?" ... the sharp cry pierced her chest like a sharp blade. Chu Yunyao only felt that her chest was like a hole, and the dull pain spread from her chest to all her limbs, and the blood in her body was a little cold. Comfort and comfort in the face of a living life seems powerless. The patients who were carried in and out by stretchers couldn't survive and finally lost their breath. The footsteps were in a hurry, and the guard came to him in a hurry, "young lady, you should go there quickly, and your father was carried back with blood all over..." Chu Yunyao's heart suddenly shrank: "what's the matter with him?" "The palace family got a new weapon from the westerners, and the gunpowder was much more powerful than before." The cold sweat of the guard's forehead trickled down: "the gunpowder exploded next to my lord... My Lord was blown up..." before he finished speaking, the figure in front of him was in a flash. There was only time to see a bloated gray figure who left in a hurry, and Mrs. Mo Shao had gone away... Chu Yunyao rushed back to her bedroom, only to see a bloody figure on the stretcher. Mo Lingyuan is such a clean man. Now his hands and face are covered with blood. He sews them needle by needle. The hem of the down jacket he brought from afar for him is broken into a piece of cloth. Small white duck down is flying around, and some of it falls on him and is mixed with the spilled blood www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
