The villain gets pregnant unexpectedly [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 24

The defeat this time was different from other times, and they all knew it in their hearts.

When they came to the northern border, there were hundreds of thousands of troops, and when they left, there were only five or six subordinates, including Shi Zizhang, Zhong Tianqing, and Yuan Bao.

The rest were either killed or captured.

Zhong Tianqing has been traveling for more than [-] years, and only feels that he is a passerby, and he doesn't take everything seriously, even his own life and death, but this time, countless people who followed him died one after another, how can he not take it seriously?

He gritted his teeth secretly, letting the rain or other water flow over his face.

Eight or nine people crossed mountains and ridges, and finally arrived at the ferry of Zhengdu River. When they saw boats and figures in the distance, they got off their horses and galloped there.

Shi Zizhang and Zhong Tianqing walked in front, but the moment Yuan Bao looked up, his steps froze.

After a while, his eyes widened suddenly, he took the bow with one hand, and shot the only remaining arrow vigorously.

When Shi Zizhang and Zhong Tianqing heard the wind, they dodged to the side, the tip of the arrow grazed their flying hair, and shot out from the middle, piercing the heart of the boatman running towards them!

Master Zizhang immediately drew his sword to protect his chest, looked at Yuanbao warily, and shouted: "What are you doing!"

Yuan Bao shouted louder than him: "Look behind you!"

Zhong Tianqing turned his head, and two or three boatmen rushed towards him. He blocked Shi Zizhang behind him, raised his sword, and the sword's energy was like the wind, and he stabbed the future comers one by one.

The body of the boatman fell to the ground. After the rest of the subordinates reacted, they rushed up like tigers and beheaded the other three or four boatmen.

Zhong Tianqing stepped over the corpses of the boatmen and looked down the steps, only to realize that the stone platform below the ferry was full of corpses.

Yuan Bao gasped and said, "I arranged these boatmen, but I don't know any of them! They are not our people at all!"

It is strange that the Yunguang Army took an hour to follow up the Black Rock Mountain. It turned out that they took the time to send people to outflank the mouth of the Zhengdu River, but it is a pity that the evil spirit army is also a stubborn stubble--Zhong Tianqing saw that half of the stone platform was filled with his own people pretending to be boatmen. Half of them were still wearing the uniforms of the Yunguang Army, and they knew in their hearts that the two of them almost died together here.

There was no time to fluctuate any emotions in his heart, because Shi Zizhang immediately shouted: "Our ship!"

The three of them looked together, and saw that the anchor of the original mooring ship was cut off, and the ship drifted farther and farther with the wind, and gradually sank.

Master Zizhang was stunned, as if seeing the sky and the earth collapse, "Our boat sank?"

The river is rolling everywhere, the chaotic yellow water contains silt, rushing to the shore, bringing despair.

The Zhengdu River was unfathomably deep and several miles wide, like a dragon hovering at the junction of the north and the south, and the swallowed boat was like a small gift for him.

There was a deep sound of hoofbeats in the distance, and Yuan Bao hurriedly went to check.

Zhong Tianqing and Shi Zizhang were standing by the river, their clothes and hair fluttering in the wind.

The wind by the river is different from the wind by the lake and the sea. The wind by the lake is soft, the wind by the sea is broad, and the wind by the river is cold, hard, and merciless.

The eyes of the two fell on the surging river at the same time.

Shi Zizhang turned his eyes to look at him, revealing the despair he had never felt before, and he poked his feet forward.

Shocked, Zhong Tianqing rushed up to hug him, turned around a few times, and fell to the ground.

His lower abdomen was shaken and began to ache again, but he still hugged Shi Zizhang with all his strength.He loudly reprimanded: "What are you doing! This river is so fierce! Jumping into it will definitely kill you!"

Shi Zizhang's voice was tearing, and he shouted: "I will not fall into their hands even if I die, I will never!"

Zhong Tianqing was angered by his trouble - once again, he was easily irritable.

I don't know if it was caused by the wind and cold, or because of emotional excitement.His brain hurt and he had to hold his forehead.

The rest held Shi Zizhang in their arms, Zhong Tianqing staggered to his feet, and sternly ordered his subordinates: "Take care of him, don't allow him to move around."

Some subordinates persuaded while hugging Master Zizhang: "Your Highness, don't be impulsive! There is no unparalleled road, let's think of a way."

Master Zizhang struggled vigorously in the arms of four or five people, his hair fell loose, and his hair crown fell off, crying, "Why is there no way out? Look, isn't this way out?!"

Zhong Tianqing looked at the torrential river, his heart beating like a drum. He knew that in such a critical moment, he should try his best to survive, but...but...

Maybe this is the way to go.

It is death to be caught with nothing, and it is also death to jump into the river.

The brain seemed to be empty, and the heartbeat was only a repetitive, monotonous loud noise.

Every step he took was like stepping on cotton, light and soft.

"Qingtouer! Qingtouer!"

Zhong Tianqing turned his head and saw Yuan Bao rushing towards him from a distance, knelt down in front of him, and said anxiously: "The Yunguang army is here, at most a quarter of an hour." He pointed to the bend of the only mountain road in front of the ferry, "at most a quarter of an hour The bell is coming! . . . "

Zhong Tianqing didn't hear what was behind him, his ears were ringing, he looked up at the sky, and saw that it was early in the morning, and it was getting dark for no reason. One foot deep, one foot shallow, unstable.

Next to him, Shi Zizhang's crying sound was even harsher: "Let go of me, I won't let them watch the joke..."

Zhong Tianqing closed his eyes and endured, in the darkness, he felt ripples in his belly like a fish splashing water.

His heart almost jumped out, and he took a step back as if avoiding it.

If he is... horrible.

He lowered his head straight and looked down at his lower body. His lower abdomen was flat, and there was nothing unusual about it, but his clothes had lost their original color and were covered with a layer of gray. How could he look like a general?Not even a beggar!

And the hem and trousers on the back of him... If he is captured in a short while, there are so many people in the Yunguang Army...

He gritted his teeth tightly.

And that person...

"... They don't want to see me in a mess!..." Shi Zizhang cried.

Zhong Tianqing secretly clenched his fists.

It seemed that Yuan Bao came to support him, his lips opened and closed, not knowing what to say.

Restlessness, panic, tension, shame.

In a dizzy state, Zhong Tianqing said harshly, "Shut up! Get the hell out!"

There was a loud splash in my ear.

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness!"

Zhong Tianqing opened his eyes abruptly, his master Zhang was no longer in front of him, and his subordinates looked at Zhengduhe in panic, with empty hands.

He fell to the riverside in an instant, only to see the torrential waves, and a figure was swallowed up and down after a few ups and downs.

The heavy sound of horseshoes came from behind, deep and heavy, thousands of them.

Zhong Tianqing didn't look back, looking at the turbulent turbid current, he jumped down.

Exclamations, screams, cries, and the sound of falling into the water one after another seemed to be in the ears and in the sky. He was in the water, which was the real tinnitus. He waved his hands and feet with all his strength, and he slowly, uncontrollably, more and more The movement sinks more and more.

Is he going to sink here?

No, absolutely not like this... He opened his eyes with difficulty, and not far away, there was a figure floating like seaweed, it was Shi Zizhang.

He swung his arms, stepped on the water with his feet, and moved there very slowly, as if it took an hour, and finally swam to the side of the figure. They stepped on the water vigorously with one foot, but the two of them did not move at all, and even gradually sank again.

In a panic, he spat out fine blisters, and with the strength he didn't know where he came from, he even picked up the two people's belts and tied them loosely in the water, freed up both hands to paddle the water, barely stopped the fall, With more than a dozen thumps with hands and feet, the two of them struggled to move a few inches.

It seemed that it would take thousands of miles to get away from here, but he was holding his breath until his face turned red, and he couldn't hold on for half an hour.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his elbow and pushed him. Before he could react, someone pushed his waist and back one after another.He looked sideways, there were still five or six people floating in the water, they were actually Yuan Bao and others, they pushed and pulled each other, pulling them up.

Zhong Tianqing was about to choke on water, but at this moment, he didn't know what kind of power he had obtained, so he held his strength and swam far away with Shi Zizhang in one breath.

Fight to cross the river.

After a rainy day, the morning is extraordinarily fresh and quiet. The stretching verdant Heishi Mountain is like a painting of ink. When the uniform Yunguang Army rushes out from the fork at the foot of the mountain, the sharp-eyed figure faintly sees the figure falling into the water by the river, and is overjoyed. Turn back and report loudly to Xuezhao.

Xuezhao was just entering the mountain pass, and he tried his best to open the way for the army. After opening the mountain pass, he tried his best to stabilize the battle situation. No important figures were found in the scuffle. Almost killed the horse.

The heart of his right hand had just been crushed by gravel, turning over the red meat, and just now he was pulling the rein tightly all the way, forcing blood beads to jump out, but he didn't realize it.

As soon as he reined in his horse, some soldiers turned around and fell to their knees on the ground with a "plop", "Your Highness! They jumped into the river!"

Xuezhao looked at the empty ferry, but didn't react for a while.

Ji Lin beside him got off his horse and ran to the river to check. The river was surging, so there was no one left?

Ji Lin turned around and laughed uncontrollably: "Congratulations, Your Highness! The Yunguang Army has finally won!"

Xuezhao has come behind him on horseback and is also looking at the river.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, [-]% of those who have fallen into the Zhengdu River cannot survive [-]% of the time. We finally strangled the last bit of evil."

"It can't be considered clean, isn't there still [-]%?"

"Even if Shi Zizhang or Zhong Tianqing didn't die, they wouldn't be able to make a fortune, and the army of evil spirits is gone, so what can they do?"

"Don't they still have their lair in the southern border?"

"The total number of troops left behind in the southern border is less than one-twelfth, and they are still stationed in dozens of cities, which is equivalent to none."

"Is our war all these years over?"

"Otherwise? Hahaha."

"Heaven has eyes, the world will finally be peaceful!"

"Congratulations, Your Highness, congratulations, Your Highness! The world is peaceful!"

"Great!"

Everyone laughed at each other and congratulated Xuezhao loudly.

Xuezhao recovered from the river, and hastily put on a faint smile.

Well, it was supposed to be good.

His hand holding the rein was still bleeding thinly.

Birds neighed, he raised his eyes, and a group of wild geese flew in the gray-blue, boundless sky. He didn't think the sky was empty at first, but until now, he felt that the sky was gray and empty, as if something was missing.

The Yunguang Army was so lively, some people laughed, some made noises, and some made an appointment to go back and open three jars of wine first, to make up for what they hadn't dared to drink all these years.There are also people who insist on doing their jobs, chatting and joking with others, while taking time to arrange for people to go downstream to search for the remnants of the evil spirit army-even if it is not very important, they still need to be searched routinely, to see people if they live, and to see corpses if they die.

They stopped here for a while, and the whole army let go of the nerves that had been tense for many years. It was like celebrating the New Year, and it seemed like it had lost its soul. It took a long time to tidy up, and slowly returned to Heishi Mountain to join the army.

Xuezhao rode the horse slowly until Ji Lin called him: "Your Highness! Your Highness!"

He woke up from a daze, "Huh? What?"

Ji Lin looked at him, and sighed with a half smile: "We've arrived at Heishi Mountain, and the army is waiting for you here."

Xuezhao looked up and saw that at the foot of the mountain pass, the army was standing row after row, all neatly dressed and smiling.Beside them, many ragged prisoners of the evil spirit army fell to the ground with their arms pressed down.

Among the captives was an old man with a medicine box on his back, refusing to be overwhelmed, struggling and shouting: "Don't catch me, don't catch me, I'm not a rebel, I'm a doctor from a nearby town!"

Xuezhao's heart moved, and she asked people to bring the old man.

The old man's walnut-like face, dressed like an old farmer, really doesn't look like a member of the army, who would cry out for grievances as soon as he knelt down.

"The general is wise, the villain is really not a rebel. They only arrested the villain because someone in the rebel army was sick. The villain is really just a doctor..."

That's what Xuezhao wanted to ask, so he immediately asked, "Who among them is sick? Is it serious?"

The old man choked for a moment, and said hesitantly, "It's a young man, even a villain wouldn't recognize him."

Xuezhao asked closely: "What does he look like? What kind of illness?"

The old man recalled, "The man looked very handsome, but he was very thin. His illness...his illness was...pregnant."

Xuezhao was taken aback for a moment, and the soldiers listening beside him couldn't help laughing with a "boom".

He also couldn't say that he should be angry or laugh, "It's really nonsense."