"Kill, kill them all for me!"

Suddenly Zhang Lun's eyes turned to Liang Wan and others who were trapped in a tight siege.

The martial arts skills of the disciples from various families headed by Zhu Shuo are no worse than those of lieutenant generals like Liang Wan in the army, and some are even a bit better.

Just like Zhu Shuo, although he is only twenty-six or seven years old, his kung fu has been passed down to some extent, and his strength may not be worse than that of Chen Yidao.

At this moment, a long spear in Zhu Shuo's hand rolled up the gun shadows all over the sky. In just a dozen moves, he knocked Liang Wan to the ground, then stabbed him in the heart with a sudden force, and lifted Liang Wan's body to the ground.

The tall ones picked it up and shouted: "The thief general Liang Wan is dead, the thief general Liang Wan is dead."

The group of rebels who originally resisted saw Liang Wan dead, and even his body was lifted up high. Their hearts were even more shattered, and they soon fell into the siege of the soldiers of the Four Brave Battalions.

When Li Huan arrived, what he saw was the scene where Zhu Shuo picked up Liang Wan's body and the rebels were surrounded and killed by the soldiers of the Siyong Battalion.

In order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, Li Huan shouted loudly and stopped the soldiers from Tengxiang's left guard battalion from advancing. Instead, he led a group of troops to raise a flag and slowly advanced.

When Li Huan and others arrived, someone naturally came forward to greet him. Zhang Mao was seriously injured and fell into a coma. Zhu Fu now came forward to greet Li Huan.

Seeing Li Huan covered in blood and looking murderous, Zhu Fu couldn't help but feel horrified. He endured the discomfort and said to Li Huan: "Zhu Fu has met Mr. Li."

When Li Huan saw this, he raised his hands to Zhu Fu and said, "It turns out that Duke Cheng is in front of him. Li Huan is polite."

Li Huan said in surprise: "I wonder where the British Duke is?"

Hearing Li Huan mention the British Duke, Zhu Fu's face darkened, and he took a deep breath and said, "The old Duke was injured by a thief just now. I'm afraid he won't be able to come to greet him now."

Li Huan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. He was full of surprise. You must know that Zhang Maogui is the Duke of the country. Even if he really goes into battle to kill the enemy, he will be surrounded by many generals and soldiers to protect him. It is difficult to even be injured under normal circumstances, so what?

You may suffer heavy losses.

Seeing the doubtful look on Li Huan's face, Zhu Fu smiled bitterly and said: "After all, the old Duke rushed too far forward and gave the rebels a chance. He was accidentally shot by the enemy with a powerful crossbow. That's why he suffered."

Heavy damage."

When Li Huan heard this, his expression changed slightly and he said: "Where is the old Duke? Li should go and see the old Duke."

Li Huan then said: "Li said that his medical skills are acceptable, and he has also done some research on knife and gun injuries. Maybe he can help the old man take a look."

When Zhu Fu heard this, his eyes lit up and he said to Li Huan: "In that case, Mr. Li, please come with me!"

Here Zhang Lun has ordered his men to carefully place Zhang Mao on a door panel. At this time, Zhang Mao is lying on the door panel, the blood on his body is still flowing slowly, his eyes are closed, and his complexion is as golden as a

Zhang Lun knew that his grandfather's injury was extremely serious just by looking at this situation.

"Where's the doctor, please bring me the best doctor quickly!"

Zhang Lun was extremely panicked and shouted at the soldiers around him.

After hearing this, several soldiers quickly ran to find the doctor.

The servants of the British government surrounded the surrounding area and no outsiders were allowed to approach the place for fear of disturbing Zhang Lun and Zhang Mao.

"Grandpa, grandpa, wake up, my grandson still needs your guidance..."

Zhang Lun couldn't help crying quietly beside Zhang Mao.

"Um……"

A low and long voice sounded in Zhang Lun's ears. Who could it be if it wasn't Zhang Mao who had passed out?

Zhang Lun, who was crying, suddenly heard Zhang Mao's moans, and immediately looked towards Zhang Mao with joy on his face.

At this time, Zhang Mao slowly opened his eyes. His eyes, which were usually full of sparkle, were now a little cloudy. Looking at the tears on Zhang Lun's face, a kind smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he tried his best to

He reached out to help Zhang Lun wipe away the tears on his face.

"Silly boy, didn't grandpa teach you that men bleed but don't shed tears? The descendants of my Zhang family can only bleed but not shed tears..."

Zhang Lun said tremblingly: "Grandpa!"

Zhang Mao coughed violently, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. When Zhang Lun saw this situation, his face was full of nervousness, worry and fear, and he said: "Grandpa, don't talk, stop talking, I have already ordered someone to go."

Please call the doctor, grandpa will be fine."

Zhang Mao looked at Zhang Lun with a kind face, chuckled and said: "Silly boy, come over here, grandpa has something to tell you."

Zhang Lun endured the uneasiness and worry in his heart, and slowly approached Zhang Mao, and Zhang Mao whispered in Zhang Lun's ear: "Boy, grandpa tells you, only if grandpa dies, will the British government honor him."

It lasts forever, so grandpa did it on purpose..."

Before Zhang Mao finished speaking, he coughed violently.

After Zhang Lun heard what Zhang Mao said in his ear, he was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face.

When he looked up at Zhang Mao, he happened to see the smile and cunning revealed in Zhang Mao's eyes, but Zhang Lun felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

He is the next generation of British duchess trained by Zhang Mao, and the future heir to the British dukedom. If he was shocked and confused by Zhang Mao's serious injury before, then Zhang Mao has already mentioned it in his ears.

Having said that, if Zhang Lun still didn't understand his grandfather's plan, then he would have really wasted many years of training on Zhang Mao.

But the more he understood Zhang Mao's plan, the more unspeakable sadness he felt in Zhang Lun's heart.

"grandfather……"

Zhang Mao slowly shook his head at Zhang Lun and said, "Don't cry. Remember grandpa's words. From now on, the British government will be handed over to you."

Zhang Lun was shocked and said almost instinctively: "Grandpa, I don't allow you to die, I don't allow you to die!"

Zhang Mao smiled and said: "Don't worry, grandpa will not die. Before he sees the emperor again and before he fulfills his wish, he will definitely hold his breath."

As he spoke, Zhang Mao vomited blood again and fell into coma again.

At this moment, Zhu Fu's voice came through the servants of the British Duke: "Zhang Lun, come on, Master Li Huan is here to see the old Duke. Master Li has superb medical skills and will definitely be able to cure the old Duke.

Let Li Huan show it to the old man."

Hearing Zhu Fu's words, Zhang Lun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly stood up and looked towards Li Huan.

At this time, the servants of the British government had already moved out of the way. Li Huan saw Zhang Lun with tears on his face and red eyes. It is conceivable that Zhang Lun must have just cried a lot.

To be able to make Zhang Lun so sad, it is obvious that Zhang Mao's injury must be very serious, otherwise, Zhang Lun would not be so sad.

Zhang Lun saluted Li Huan and said, "Master Li, please save grandpa. The whole British government will be grateful."

Li Huan nodded towards Zhang Lun and said while walking towards the British Duke: "Don't worry, young master. The old Duke killed the enemy for the country. If he suffered this misfortune, Li admires him deeply and will definitely do his best to treat him."

Old Duke."

While speaking, Li Huan had already walked in front of Zhang Mao. Looking at Zhang Mao lying there in a coma, Li Huan's eyes naturally fell on the dozen or so arrows on Zhang Mao's body.

Before seeing Zhang Mao, Li Huan thought that Zhang Mao's injuries were not that serious. But when he saw the dozens of arrows stuck in Zhang Mao's body, even Li Huan couldn't help it.

Changed color for it.

Needless to say, most of the dozen or so arrows were blocked by the chain armor on his body. It can be said that the most the arrows caused to Zhang Mao were flesh wounds.

However, one of the arrows, which was obviously shot by a crossbow, actually penetrated into the British Duke's left chest. Just looking at the extent of the arrow's penetration into the chest, Li Huan knew that this arrow had probably pierced through the British Duke's chest.

Male lung lobes.

At this moment, Zhang Lun said from the side: "Grandpa just woke up again, but just after saying a few words, he coughed violently, vomited blood, and passed out."

After listening to Zhang Lun's words, Li Huan also determined that Zhang Mao's injury was caused by trauma to the lung lobe.

This kind of injury is not minor at all, especially in this era, it can almost be said to be a serious injury that will lead to death.

Even this injury alone is enough to kill Zhang Mao, not to mention there are several serious injuries on Zhang Mao's body. Just looking at this injury, Li Huan can't believe that so many injuries can actually appear on his body.

The British prince was escorted by many personal soldiers.

It can be said that he had not seen it with his own eyes, and Li Huan would never believe it.

Looking at the arrows, Li Huan couldn't help but become silent.

Even though his medical skills are not bad, he is not an immortal who can revive human flesh and bones.

Zhang Mao's injuries were probably only saved by immortals coming down to earth. As for him, the most he could do was hang on to Zhang Mao's life and let him explain his funeral arrangements.

Zhang Lun on the side had been paying attention to the change in Li Huan's expression. When he saw that Li Huan's expression became extremely solemn, Zhang Lun's heart couldn't help but sink.

Zhu Fu also saw the change in Li Huan's expression and couldn't help but said: "Master Li, how serious is the old Duke's injury? Master Li, your medical skills are amazing, you will definitely be able to revive the old Duke..."

Hearing this, Li Huan looked at Zhu Fu, then at Zhang Lun, and said with a bitter smile: "Both of you, please forgive Li for being unable to do anything. The old Duke's injuries are too serious, and even Li is helpless.

"

"What! How could this happen, old Duke..."

Zhu Fu couldn't help but exclaim, and looked at the old Duke who had passed out, with a bit of sadness on his face.

Zhang Mao has always been the backbone of the Xungui Group. If anything happens, they always look to Zhang Mao for advice. It can be said that it is Zhang Mao who has stabilized the hearts of their Xungui Group for decades. Otherwise, Xungui may

The group has long been completely divided by the civil service group.

Now that Zhang Mao has suffered such a heavy blow, if he dies, Zhu Fu really can't believe what will happen to them in the future without Zhang Mao as their backbone.

Taking a deep breath, Li Huan said to Zhang Lun: "Old Duke, there is nothing for him at the moment, but... I'm just afraid that I won't be able to hold on for long. I can temporarily wake him up to see if he has any other wishes.

"

Zhang Lun thought of what Zhang Mao had just said, took a deep breath, nodded to Li Huan and said: "In this case, please help me wake up grandpa, Mr. Li!"

Li Huan nodded, stretched out his hand and tapped Zhang Mao several times. A stream of inner breath was injected into Zhang Mao's body, stimulating the vitality in his body. Soon, Zhang Mao faintly woke up and turned around.
To be continued...