NCCnovel Chapter 316 Yu Lan is seriously injured
Chapter 316 Yu Lan is seriously injured
However, just as the situation became increasingly stalemate, Cen Jiexiao suddenly felt a violent gust of wind coming. She had no time to react and could only try her best to maintain her balance.
When she regained her composure and looked back, a wave of bone-chilling tension washed over her like a tide. Amidst the chaotic battle ahead, Xia Chenghao was engaged in a fierce exchange with an enemy general. His gaze was stern, his sword flashing like a furious hawk. Suddenly, amidst the chaos, a Northern Di cavalryman attacked from the side and rear, his blade flashing as he stared down the defenseless Xia Chenghao.
"Xia Chenghao, be careful!" Cen Jiexiao screamed heartbreakingly, with endless fear flashing in her eyes. She knew that this would definitely affect the situation of the battle!
The weight hanging over her heart made her feel like she couldn't breathe. She wanted to rush over, to save everything, but she was restrained by the soldiers and could only watch this dangerous scene.
As the crisis approached, doubt and a sense of powerlessness once again crossed her mind, a feeling of helplessness that tore at her heart. In this critical moment, silent time seemed to flow away with their mutual anticipation, and she had to grit her teeth and try her best to regain her composure.
Time seemed to stop at this moment. Cen Jiexiao's pupils suddenly contracted, and she watched helplessly as the shining blade, carrying the breath of death, chopped down towards Xia Chenghao's back.
The blade drew a cold arc in the air, reflecting the dazzling sunlight, as if it was about to split Xia Chenghao in two in the next moment.
Cen Jiexiao's heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and she was almost suffocating.
At that moment, the world seemed to have lost its sound, leaving only the whistling sound of the blade breaking through the air.
The shadow of death enveloped the entire battlefield, and Cen Jiexiao felt a bone-chilling chill running from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
She wanted to shout, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't make any sound.
She wanted to rush forward, but found that her legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead.
At this critical moment, a green figure cut through the stagnant air like lightning.
Yu Lan flew out like an arrow and stood behind Xia Chenghao at an astonishing speed.
The shining blade slashed fiercely on Yu Lan's back.
"Puchi——" There was a dull sound, and the sound of the knife blade entering the flesh was clearly audible, which was heart-wrenching.
Blood gushed out instantly, like a blooming red plum blossom, blooming in the air.
Warm blood splashed on Cen Jiexiao's face, and the fishy and sweet smell filled her nostrils.
Time started to flow again at this moment. Cen Jiexiao's mind was blank, with only Yu Lan's figure left.
"Yu Lan!"
A heart-wrenching cry burst out from Cen Jiexiao's throat, cutting through the clamor of the battlefield.
She drove her horse towards Yu Lan desperately, with only endless fear and regret in her mind.
At her hoarse command, the surrounding soldiers quickly formed a human wall to cover her as she rushed towards the bloody center.
Yu Lan groaned, her face turned pale as paper in an instant, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down her forehead.
But she gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain, and swung her sword back, piercing the throat of the Northern Di cavalry cleanly and neatly.
The enemy soldier fell to the ground, his body twitched a few times, and then he became motionless.
The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly. The vanguard commander of the Northern Di army was killed by Xia Chenghao with a single sword strike. The army was leaderless and its morale was low.
The originally aggressive offensive suddenly collapsed and began to retreat.
Cen Jiexiao jumped off her horse and hugged the staggering Yu Lan, her vision blurred by tears.
"Yu Lan, how are you? Hold on, I'll take you back!"
Blood was oozing from the corner of Yu Lan's mouth, and her face was frighteningly pale. She weakly grasped Cen Jiexiao's hand, her breath weak.
"Dean...don't be afraid...Yu Lan...it's okay..."
Cen Jiexiao's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and every beat was accompanied by sharp pain.
Yu Lan, the girl who was always full of energy and had a bright smile, now lay dying in her arms. Losing Yu Lan? Cen Jiexiao couldn't imagine how gloomy and cold the world would be.
She trembled as she carried Yu Lan onto the horse's back, her movements as gentle as if she were holding a fragile treasure.
"Hurry! Get back to camp!" Cen Jiexiao's voice was hoarse and rapid, trembling uncontrollably. She kept urging the soldiers around her, wishing she could grow wings and fly back to camp immediately.
"Faster! Faster!" she repeated over and over again, her tone filled with anxiety and fear.
The bumpy ride caused Yu Lan's wound to bleed continuously, staining Cen Jiexiao's clothes red. The warm blood was like a ball of fire, burning Cen Jiexiao's heart and making her even more anxious.
Finally, the camp appeared before their eyes. Cen Jiexiao practically jumped off her horse and rushed into the tent, carrying Yu Lan.
"Military doctor! Call a military doctor!" Her voice echoed in the tent with a hint of despair.
The military doctor rushed over and gasped when he saw Yu Lan's injuries.
Cen Jiexiao undid Yu Lan's clothes with trembling hands. The horrific wounds made it almost impossible for her to breathe. The blade was deeply embedded in Yu Lan's back, and the bones were visible. The surrounding flesh and blood were a blur, making it unbearable to look at.
Xiaoman was so frightened that her face turned pale. She frantically tried to help, and at the same time she kept comforting Cen Jiexiao: "Teacher, don't worry, Sister Yulan is a lucky person, she will be fine!"
Yu Lan had lost too much blood and was beginning to lose consciousness. She held Cen Jiexiao's hand tightly and spoke intermittently, "Dean... protect... protect... yourself..."
"I know, I know... Don't worry, everyone is fine, and you will be fine too." Cen Jiexiao held back her tears and kept stroking Yu Lan's cheek. Her voice was choked and she could hardly make a complete sound.
Xia Chenghao rushed back covered in blood. Seeing Yu Lan's injuries, he blamed himself and punched the ground with a dull sound.
"It's all my fault. I failed to protect her..." His voice was filled with regret and pain.
Cen Jiexiao took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. "This isn't your fault. Yu Lan was injured saving you. She's a good girl with a chivalrous heart. The most important thing now is to end this war as quickly as possible so that Yu Lan's sacrifice will be meaningful."
The military doctor gave Yu Lan emergency treatment, bandaging her wounds, stopping bleeding, and giving her blood transfusions... After a series of rescue measures, Yu Lan's life was temporarily saved, but she was still unconscious, her breathing weak, like a candle in the wind.
Cen Jiexiao stayed by Yu Lan's bedside all the time, taking care of her without taking off her clothes, her heart filled with anxiety and uneasiness.