Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort-Chapter 172: Mu Qingge Is Not a Loser (6)
"Ah ah ah ah —! Let me go down too! Wuwuwu..."
"These beasts — beasts!"
"Old General, we beg you to give the order, let us fight alongside the brothers below!"
The soldiers, all with tears streaming down their faces, their hearts burning with a raging fury that destroyed all their reason. At this moment, they no longer cared about the common people, no longer wanted to just cling to life, they only wanted to jump off the city wall and fight shoulder to shoulder with their comrades.
"Old General..." The adjutant closest to Mu Xiong fought back tears and turned to look at him.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he reached out to Mu Xiong in shock, shouting, "Old General! What’s wrong with you?"
Mu Xiong’s towering figure, as upright as steel, at this moment, became staggered. He raised his hand to block the outstretched hand of the adjutant and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
He wasn’t injured, but the heartache made him spit blood.
Watching his own soldiers go to their deaths to buy time for the living was pain a thousand, ten thousand times more than being flayed alive.
He could no longer hold it, and with a "puhch," fresh blood spewed from Mu Xiong’s mouth into the air.
"Grandfather —!"
A voice, clear yet urgent, suddenly came, making Mu Xiong’s eyes snap wide open as he turned to look at the red-robed youth sprinting towards the city wall. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
Instantly, his eyes narrowed, and he shouted sternly, "What are you doing here!"
Mu Qingge pressed her lips, saying nothing, with eyes fixed only on the bloodstain at the corner of Mu Xiong’s mouth.
Behind her was Qin Yiyao and five hundred trusted aides. The soldiers of Yi City were also following behind, wanting to report, but they couldn’t outrun the young lord.
"Grandfather!" Mu Qingge quickly came to Mu Xiong’s side and supported him.
"I asked what you are doing here?" Mu Xiong, eyes fierce, spoke with an extremely stern tone.
"I came to find my grandfather." Mu Qingge calmly replied.
"You!" Mu Xiong, his heart racing with anger. At this moment, seeing Qin Yiyao follow, he suddenly felt darkness before his eyes, a violent impulse seizing his heart.
"Adding chaos! Adding chaos! You hurry and get back!" Mu Xiong cursed fiercely.
However, since Mu Qingge had come, how could she easily return?
She turned her eyes to the battlefield outside the city wall. When those disabled soldiers came into view, her clear eyes suddenly narrowed, full of shock.
"They... they..." Qin Yiyao also saw this scene and murmured in disbelief.
Seemingly shocked by the real battlefield, as if questioning why it was all disabled soldiers fighting bloodily below.
The adjutant who first noticed Mu Xiong’s condition took the initiative to explain: "The Mu Family Army fought bloodily in Yi City for days, and the military supplies are long gone. Supplies haven’t arrived in time, and these soldiers’ wounds cannot be treated. To buy us time, waiting for supplies, these warriors voluntarily went outside the city, trading their lives for lives." As he spoke to the end, he couldn’t speak, choked with sobs.
"How could this happen?" Qin Yiyao, covering her lips with both hands, tears quickly filled her shocked eyes.
She thought being part of the Imperial Family, she would understand the cruelty of war. But witnessing it with her own eyes, she was stunned by the Mu Family Army and moved by those self-sacrificing disabled soldiers.
"Why haven’t the supplies arrived?" Mu Qingge’s voice was extremely low, carrying a chill.
Another adjutant sneered, "We’ve sent countless messengers, the reply always being no supplies. It’s clearly someone deliberately creating difficulties, wanting to use these beasts’ hands to wipe out our Mu Family Army."
