northernbook Chapter 250 Behind the Scenes
Chapter 250 Behind the Scenes
Zhong Ming slowly woke up. Just as he was about to take a breath of fresh air, a sharp pain in his lungs instantly cleared his mind, but the pain also blurred his vision.
"Brothers...brothers...what's going on?"
"The captain is awake, come quick." Xuan Jing's voice came from near and far, but Zhong Ming didn't have time to think about it; his chest ached as if it were on fire.
"Don't move." Matt's voice came from his left ear, but his right hand was suddenly pulled. Yue Kaishan grabbed his hand, causing his arm to tremble, and he broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.
Matt forced himself to speak, "It's like this, your injury... isn't serious. The bone spear is below and to the side of your heart, and one of your lungs is severely injured, but as long as it's not pulled out, the injury can be stopped."
"No... pull it out... what?"
Zhong Ming said, "So, I still have a big spear stuck in my chest?"
"Its material... its quality... is quite high, we can't break it without hurting you, so the bone spear is still intact."
In Matt's memory, they found a suitable hiding place and a simple wooden bed. They first made a large hole in the bed, inserted the bone spear, and then placed Zhong Ming on the bed.
Everyone present was injured. Apart from Zhong Ming, Chi Tong and Xuan Jing were seriously injured. The second captain had exhausted his spiritual power and had already fainted. Only Matt and Chen Dahai were able to maintain their full fighting strength.
"Don't worry, this kind of injury is nothing to a medical cultivator. As long as you hold on until you rejoin the main force, there will definitely be a way."
After Matt finished speaking, he shrank back. They were in a small, semi-subterranean room at the foot of the city wall. It looked like a prison cell, but not like an official jail.
It could just be a brothel illegally detaining disobedient girls, or a gang's own prison.
There was only a tiny window, about the size of a crack in the brickwork, allowing a little air to flow in. The whole room was filled with the smells of mildew and blood.
Matt set up three array plates in succession, and the small area was filled with seals of spiritual energy, just in case he was discovered by others.
The entire mortal city is now a huge forest of buildings, where all kinds of hunters and prey hide. The wounded are desperately trying to hide themselves, while the hunters are carefully sneaking around, fearing that they will become the prey.
In such circumstances, how difficult it would be to encounter a medical monk.
Without even thinking, Zhong Ming asked, "What will happen to me if it's pulled out?"
"What will happen? A big hole will appear in your chest, bone fragments will enter your lungs, and you will bleed uncontrollably until you die."
"So, have they found the murderer?"
"Hmm, Akame, did you see the murderer?"
Matt didn't even look back; Akame was currently... taking off her clothes to bandage her wound.
Her voice was weak, likely due to excessive blood loss.
"No."
"Was it an attack launched by the weapon?" Zhong Ming had to take a deep breath every time he spoke a long sentence, and each breath aggravated his wounds, causing him extreme pain.
As soon as he asked the question, he realized how stupid he had been. If he had used a weapon to attack, the bone spear should have pierced through him and flown away.
"It doesn't look like it was thrown out, but we didn't see who threw it."
With a sudden "boom," a violent tremor came from afar, and the ground shook.
The battles in the inner city were far beyond the childish tactics of those in the Qi Refining stage. Powerful spells clashed, creating a world-destroying spectacle that was utterly terrifying.
The aftershocks swept through the mortal city, blowing off several more roof tiles. If all goes as expected, this house now boasts a panoramic skylight.
Zhong Ming quickly felt a pang of regret; with such an injury, he certainly wouldn't be able to achieve good results in the final assessment for new recruits.
"Matt, all the military merits... are yours. Your team... keep going."
"Come on, my team? There are eight of us in Team One and Team Two combined, and now there are only three left. Tell me, what company has such a low recruit mortality rate?"
This coincides with the chaotic situation in the north, where sects are rampant.
“Then…you have to…keep going too,” Zhong Ming remained silent for a long time this time, his entire face contorted with pain, causing the old wounds on his face to reopen, blood flowing from the corner of his eye onto the wooden board and dripping onto Matt’s shoe tips.
Just when Matt thought Zhong Ming had finished speaking and he was thinking about how to respond, Zhong Ming finally spoke up and added the second half of his sentence.
"You are... the hope of the Nightfall River stronghold."
"Why are you still worried about this kind of thing when things are like this?" Matt was almost laughing in anger. "Is your life more important or this uncertain ranking? Besides, there's still a strong team ahead of us."
"Rankings mean military merits... money... and the ability to become stronger." Zhong Ming's goal was unwavering: to become stronger, and joining the army was merely a means to that end.
Matt's answer was completely irrelevant: "Get some rest."
In the following days, Matt wandered off, leaving Chen Dahai to guard the others. Sometimes, Chen Dahai really felt like a prison guard, sitting leisurely in the small room belonging to the guards, checking the crossbows.
Everyone's supplies are running low. Food is not in short supply for the time being, but arrows and crossbow bolts are almost exhausted. Chen Dahai is trying to modify the captured bone arrows into a size that he can use.
The sounds of battle in the distance never ceased until five days later, when large numbers of merfolk suddenly stormed through the small town.
The merfolk abandoned their attack on this place. Most of the ambitious ones took advantage of the great battle here to rush into the heart of Yunzhou. Now the retreat of the attacking forces seems to indicate that the merfolk have given up attacking towns and instead are attacking vast and poorly defended village settlements and small outposts.
......
Outside Yushu City, following the Sanyu River eastward into Pingzhou, a rare Nascent Soul realm merman stands in a magnificent hall...
In a dark little room on the side of the side...
Before him stood a powerful human being, looking down at him as if he were an ant that could be crushed at any moment.
"The deal is almost done. We've given you the materials to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. The Merfolk have been attacking Yunzhou for over ten days now. What's the result?"
"Our people have suffered heavy casualties..."
“I don’t care,” the man interrupted him mercilessly, “I only care about the defense of Yunzhou.”
The merman clenched his fists tightly, then relaxed them in the blink of an eye, and calmly said, "Our troops have entered the inner city and fought fiercely for several days, but we have never seen the so-called giant teleportation pillar light up. Therefore, our clan has entered Yunzhou territory according to the original plan."
"Alright, all you need to do now is tell me when their main force will arrive to provide support."
Whether the war in the south of Yunzhou is in dire straits or not, we can find out by how long it takes for their troops to return and reinforce.
The man gently tapped the armrest, his gaze distant, piercing through countless walls and mountains, looking towards the Chen family's palace.
"Yunzhou, you always seem to forget, but we remember you too."