Chapter 1083 Eighty-Two Death in War

The penetration injury on his shoulder was still aching. He covered his shoulder and stared at the person in the tent with a corpse-like expression. For some reason, he felt that the blackness in front of him was blowing. In the end, he could not hold on and rolled his eyes.

I fainted and fell on the bed and didn't know the situation.

By the time he woke up, it was already late, there were only a few dim lights in the tent, Mutong was drowsy, for some reason, at this time, he seemed to have used up all his strength, and he was completely alone.

I can't lift up any energy, and I can't even support myself to sit up.

He tried his best to pull the bell on the side. After a while, his personal soldiers ran in. Seeing that he was awake, he hurriedly called the toast and hurriedly went to pour it down.

The water is handed over.

At this time, Moutong's lips were already dry. He rubbed his temples, reached out to take the water and drank it all. Then he asked dissatisfiedly: "Where have you all gone? Why isn't anyone guarding you?

Here?!"

He never left people when he was sleeping, and everyone around him knew his temper. Now that those people were not with him, he was very angry.

The personal soldiers hesitated a little.

Moutong was already groggy, and when she saw him like this, she couldn't help but become even more angry. She raised her voice and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

The personal soldiers were hesitant, but Moutong had a strong power. Seeing that he was so angry, the personal soldiers did not dare to continue to hide it, so they stammered: "The chieftain, the eldest son and the third son, were all killed in battle."

When stating the damage before, it was just a rough count. Mouton's two sons led the troops as the vanguard troops and were rushing forward. They had not come back at that time, but they had not seen the body, so no one thought of not to do so.

He went to the place, but who knew that Moutong fainted shortly after he fainted, their guards escaped, saying that the eldest son and the third son had both died in battle and could not even be snatched back.

The eldest son Mule and the third son Muan are both Mutong's legitimate sons and Mutong's two favorite sons. The reason why they brought them this time was to accumulate some prestige and contributions for them so that they can be more capable in the future.

I never dreamed that they had not received their contributions, but their lives were ruined first.

Moutong was unbelievable. He placed hopes on both sons. Although he was cruel, he had no temper with the children. Something happened to his two children. For him, this blow was undoubtedly more than losing the battle.

It was even bigger. He sat in a daze for a while, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and then he bent down and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The personal soldiers were so scared that they hurried out and called out to the doctor.

The Mu Mansion also came with the officials who came to fight. Seeing Mu Tong like this, they all stepped forward to comfort him.

But what's the use of this?

It was Moutong who died of his son. No one could understand the heartache. Moutong drove everyone out in anger. He slowly shouted out Xiao Heng's name with blood red eyes, gritting his teeth and wishing he could beat Xiao Heng.

The meat was chewed and swallowed.

Then he said in a deep voice: "I don't believe that if they have no food and grass, even if they are not poisoned, how long can they last?! I must let them pay their blood debts and blood! "

In fact, let alone Mouton, even those officials were unwilling to accept it. They had reached this point and had put in so much energy, how could they give up like this?

Forty thousand people died!

Therefore, when he heard Mutong's instructions, the people below had no objection. They agreed according to Mutong's words and comforted Mutong to rest well first.

Moutong was seriously injured and his emotions were fluctuating again. He forced himself to hold on for so long, but he could no longer hold on. When the order was over, he leaned back on the pillow and kept panting. He only felt the breath he exhaled.

They are all hot and dizzy.

He was not energetic enough and got angry again. He soon felt sleepy and fell asleep unconsciously.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly heard a shaking movement. Even lying on the bed, he could not help but open his eyes in shock.

But now he is still having a fever because of his serious injury. His mind is chaotic and he can't tell whether the shaking is his own fantasy or real. He can't help but stare at the door of the tent in a daze, unable to react for a while.

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Fortunately, he didn't have a long time to be stunned, and his personal soldiers and confidants came.

They didn't care about the rituals and explanations, and put on Mutong's clothes and took Mutong away. While they were also rushing to explain to Mutong: "The soldiers of the imperial court are chasing him, they have it in their hands.

A large number of gunpowder and cannons used for siege, and those cannons hit our military camp, with heavy casualties. We don’t care about so many of them now.”

Moutong's head was burning and drowsy. When he heard these words, he almost couldn't breathe a sigh of relief. He felt cold all over. Then he tilted his head and soon lost consciousness.

The personal guards escorted Moutong and retreated. When they retreated to Dali Prefecture, there were only 30,000 to 40,000 troops left. They covered Moutong back to Dali Prefecture in a mess. They breathed a sigh of relief.

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But Moutong was so angry that his wounds were repeatedly suppurated and inflamed because he avoided the pursuers. He had never been fully cured. When he finally returned to Dali, he sent someone to ask Xundian Mansion and Anhua as soon as he got the chance to breathe.

What happened to the chieftains in the state? Why didn’t they trip Xiao Heng up?

Logically speaking, if so many people attack Kunming, Xiao Heng should be in a difficult position.

The news was sent back soon - Xundian Prefecture and Anhuazhou are now in danger, and their elites are all lost in Kunming. Now they are just a piece of fat, waiting for Tang Yuan to quit.

Moutong was unbelievable, and her hand holding the reply letter was still trembling slightly.

He couldn't figure out why things were so far.

They clearly calculated everything very well, why did this end result?

Moutong soon had no intention of continuing to think about it - his wounds worsened again. He had been in high fever for more than ten days. Even the most famous doctor in Dali Prefecture was helpless with his injuries, and was finally being

Under his threat, the doctor said a way to tremblely cut off the place where he had suppurated, that is, he had to cut off one of his arms before he could live.

Otherwise, even if Hua Tuo is reborn, there is no way to save him.

Moutong overturned his table again, but this time he did not kill the doctor again.
Chapter completed!