Great Creator

Chapter 372 Immortals descend from the sky (12)

The countless jets of water flew to the edge of Mobei City, and then began to land.

Thousands of water jets hit the tall walls of Mobei City at the same time.

As the water dragon continued to spout water jets, the walls of Mobei City were soon surrounded by a waterfall-like water curtain.

"It's just running water, it won't do anything, and it won't knock down the city wall!"

The old general Xun Gao shouted loudly, trying to restore morale.

The sky is out of phase, and it doesn't seem to be a good omen.

But he still wanted to stabilize the morale of the army under this miraculous scene.

Just when Xun Gao gave the order and was about to let his subordinates shout together.

The water column sprayed from the water dragon's mouth suddenly changed.

The color of the water column changes rapidly.

There was a crisp sound of clucking and clucking in the air.

The transparent and smooth water column started to condense at a high speed from directly above.

The water column that was still flowing just now turned into an icicle from top to bottom in an instant!

And the city wall of Mobei City, which was shrouded by the water curtain, was instantly frozen into an ice wall.

In the sky, beside the water dragon, a figure slowly descended from the sky.

The man had white beard and hair, and was wearing a toga with long sleeves, but it didn't look like the clothes of this era, but the style of Yan Kingdom at that time.

"I am a fairy in the fairy world, the true king of inspiration."

The loud voice spread throughout Mobei City, and also reached the Jing State army stationed outside the city.

Many people got out of their tents and looked at the wonders in the sky.

In Mobei City, people were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe out, and they all looked at the sky tremblingly.

The white-haired fairy reached out and flicked lightly on the icicle.

Click.

Click.

Click.

A series of cracking sounds sounded one after another.

Icicles, ice curtains, and the walls of Mobei City under the ice curtain.

In an instant, it was completely shattered!

Countless translucent fragments burst from the air and scattered all over the place.

For so many years relying on the terrain, Mobei City, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack, was destroyed by this self-proclaimed immortal today!

The fairy stepped on the white clouds and fell down.

He stretched out his hand.

In Mobei City, the two people who had been frozen into ice sculptures also completely shattered with this move, turning into a pile of blood foam.

And the red bead hidden in one of them flew up like this.

The red beads rose slowly into the air.

The light it emitted became redder and brighter.

Soon, it became like a new star, shining on the earth.

Xun Gao understood.

Many insiders in the city understood.

Those who have heard of the name of the peaceful doctor also understand.

Why did the water dragon come.

Why did the immortals come to punish Mobei City?

Because someone committed an act of covetousness and took away the treasures given by God from the hands of the favored.

This is punishment.

It's the punishment of gods and water dragons!

The red bead rose higher and higher.

In the end, it fell into the hands of the fairy.

The immortal took the red bead and stuffed it into the mouth of the water dragon on the side.

The water dragon swallowed the red bead and let out bursts of excited calls.

The sound of the dragon's cry was constantly circling inside and outside the city.

Afterwards, the clouds and mist gathered again, and the water dragon and the immortal also began to fly towards the sky.

When the clouds dissipated again, no matter whether it was the dragon or the immortal, they had disappeared without a trace.

Xun Gao had already been helped down from the top of the wall by his subordinates.

He looked at the completely crumbling city wall, tears streaming down his wrinkled face.

There was movement in the camp outside the city.

Jing's army gradually approached.

"Changguo..."

"...It's over."

The old general held his spear and muttered to himself.

...

"Doctor Ping, take a break and drink some water."

A peasant woman held a water glass and handed it to Ping He.

"It's okay. I'll finish this first."

Ping He's subordinates were still busy bandaging the wounds of the wounded soldiers.

During the six months with Hong Zhu, he didn't just rely entirely on Hong Zhu for treatment.

In fact, while treating illnesses, he also learned a lot from Hong Zhu's text prompts.

For example, wounds should not be treated casually.

Be sure to take boiled scissors and a knife, cut open, debride the wound, cut off the excess carrion, and then apply a hemostatic bandage.

Otherwise, the wound will easily rot later.

He is no longer in Burning River City.

Fenhe City has been occupied by the army of Jing State, and the citizens have already dragged their families and evacuated to the hub city in the rear.

Now, they are on the flat ground outside the hub city.

There are hundreds of wounded soldiers lying here.

The citizens rested on the spot, but Ping He didn't even have time to rest, and stepped forward to rescue the wounded soldiers.

He treated the wounded one after another at an extremely fast speed.

Although it is only a simple treatment, treat the wound, fix the broken bone, slightly suture the major injury, stop the bleeding, and so on.

But for these wounded soldiers, it is undoubtedly a timely help.

After they received treatment, those who had the ability to act on their own silently bowed or kowtowed to Ping He, and then helped them away in twos and threes.

With great difficulty, Ping He bandaged the wounded soldier and stood up.

His eyes went dark, and he almost fell down like this.

Ping He quickly took a few steps forward to stabilize his figure.

Seeing that he was not in a good condition, the peasant woman beside him asked in panic.

He shook his head peacefully, indicating that there was nothing wrong, reached out to take the water glass in the peasant woman's hand, and took a few sips.

He looked up.

As his gaze moved up, one after another wounded soldiers lying on the ground appeared in front of his eyes.

They looked pained, and some of them let out a suppressed muffled sound. Their bodies were either red or black, and they were full of dirty blood.

Many villagers were by their side, taking care of these wounded soldiers as much as possible.

Most of those villagers came to help when they saw Ping He was busy saving people.

"It's okay, I'm really fine."

Ping He returned the cup and strode towards the next wounded soldier.

It's just two days and two nights without closing your eyes, so what's the big deal?

His body is much healthier than ordinary people, thanks to Hong Zhu's help.

He doesn't matter, there are too many people who need him here.

Just at this moment, someone came galloping fast.

It was a spy, and as soon as he jumped off his horse, he said hastily:

"Let's go! Go to the next city!"

"The terrain here is flat, and the city wall is short, so it cannot be defended."

His finger, pointing south, said in a panic:

"The army of the Jing Kingdom has arrived, here it comes..."

He stood up peacefully and blankly.

Some military officers had already come over, talked with the spies, and immediately began to organize the manpower, lift up the wounded soldiers, and prepare to transfer them.

When the officer passed by Ping He, his face was full of gratitude.

He patted Ping He on the shoulder.

"Doctor Ping, thank you so much! It's just that we can't keep it here anymore, so let's go with us!"

He nodded calmly and blankly.

Can't keep it?

Why can't you keep it?

He looked up at Hub City.

Hub City is just a small city. The city walls here are low and low. It is true that it can only defend against ordinary bandits, but it cannot defend against a large army.

The wounded soldiers, the villagers, have already begun to evacuate.