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Chapter 797 Chahar is back!

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    "What's going on? Why does it feel like something's not right? Is there a person lying on the horse?"

    ¡°It looks a bit similar, would you like to go over and have a look?¡±

    A Hun soldier on patrol at night looked like he was facing a formidable enemy and was talking to each other in a low voice.

    "You two, be careful. I'll go over and take a look. If something goes wrong, just shoot!"

    No matter how they warned, the other party never responded at all. Even if they shot one or two cold arrows, the other party still turned a deaf ear.

    After confirming that there were no unnecessary enemies behind him, a Hun soldier bravely said to his companions.

    "Be careful, be careful, it's the tricks of those Han people!"

    Since these Huns confronted Wang Chong and the others, the patrol's casualties suddenly increased.

    The soldiers under Wang Chong's command are all battle-hardened, and they are decisive in killing with both bow and horse.

    The individual combat effectiveness of the Huns is much greater than that of the Huns. If it were not for their small number, it would be impossible to tell who would fight whom with just these few Huns!

    Even the elites of the Royal Court Headquarters led by Yi Zhixie are cautious and frightened every night.

    "Don't worry! If something goes wrong, just shoot, don't worry about me!"

    Although Allen is only a small captain of ten, his bravery is second to none among these people.

    Seeing that no one else dared to come close, he could only muster up the courage to get off his horse and prepare to go over and take a look.

    Seeing Allen walking towards the war horse step by step, the remaining Huns carefully bent their bows and set arrows.

    If Wang Chong saw that scared look, he would probably be able to eat a few more pieces of meat tomorrow morning.

    Although those who stayed behind were nervous, Allen's psychology was even more tense. As the distance between the two sides got closer, he held the scimitar in his hand tighter and tighter.

    "You can't be careful. These days, anyone who is a little careless has turned into a cold corpse."

    "Who is it? I saw you!"

    Seeing that the distance between the two sides was less than thirty steps, Allen held the reins in one hand and the scimitar in the other, and shouted coldly.

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    There was still no reaction from the other side, lying motionless on the horse like a dead man.

    Seeing that the other party still didn¡¯t make any move, Allen gritted his teeth and stepped forward again.

    When he was less than ten steps away from the other party, under the bright moonlight, Allen was stunned.

    "Lord Chahar? What's wrong with you? Did you encounter Wang Chong and the others who made a surprise attack?"

    After seeing the man's face clearly, Allen no longer cared about nonsense, and hurriedly rode forward to carefully check Chahar's condition.

    "Hurry, go find King Youxian and tell him that the leader is Li Guang"

    After Chahar finished speaking, it was as if the last bit of strength had been drained from his whole body, and he lay on the horse and passed out.

    Allen did not dare to neglect any more. He carefully held Chahar's horse and approached the camp step by step.

    "Stop watching the show, hurry up and get a few people to help. It's Mr. Chahar. He's seriously injured. I'm afraid he won't die soon!"

    Although I don¡¯t know how Chahar was injured, looking at the bloody look on his back, even Allen felt a chill in his back.

    "Damn, how did he get injured? This, this is too"

    When Allen and Chahar returned to the camp one after another, the remaining night patrol soldiers immediately surrounded them. With the light of torches, they could see clearly the injuries on Chahar's body. Everyone was stunned.  He couldn't help but gasp.

    The entire back was a mess of blood and flesh, and the white bones were exposed at the shoulder blades.

    The missing skin and flesh on his back are not just a few pieces. With such a serious injury, Chahar is very lucky to be able to come back alive.

    "You go find the witch doctor first, and I'll go find King Youxian right away!"

    Allen did not dare to neglect, and while he ordered people to find the witch doctor, he hurriedly went to Yi Zhixie to report the matter.

    ¡°After all, Chaharke was sent to the Han army¡¯s camp. Now that he has returned so dying, who dares to neglect him?

    "Chahar is back? And he is seriously injured now?"

    Although Yi Zhixie had just fallen asleep, when she heard that Chahar was seriously injured,After recovering from his injuries, he immediately jumped up from the tent.

    After getting dressed in a hurry, he hurried over with Allen.

    When he arrived, several witch doctors were holding sheepskin drums next to the campfire, shouting loudly.

    "Chahar, wake up, what's going on? How could you be so seriously injured?"

    Looking at the actions of the witch doctors, Yi Zhixie felt a toothache, but he still didn't say anything. After all, this is the tradition of the Huns.

    Having fought with the Han people for so long, Yi Zhixie certainly knew that compared with the Han people's doctors, the Huns' witch doctors were simply a bunch of magicians.

    But there is nothing that can be done about it. In this prairie where medical treatment is scarce, all people can rely on is their own strong vitality.

    ??????????????????????? Many times, these are undoubtedly able to cure patients, not by their magical means, but by the patient¡¯s strong will to survive and good luck.

    " Anyway, there is no ritual system, and the dead person does not have to pay for it with his life. At the worst, he can just say that his soul has been inspired by the Immortal Heaven.

    Since experiencing the efficacy of those Han Chinese patent medicines more than ten years ago, Yi Zhixie no longer believes in these witch doctors in the tribe.

    It¡¯s just that it¡¯s really inconvenient for him to have an attack today in full view of the public.

    "Your Majesty, Chahar's injury is too serious. His soul has been inspired by Changsheng Heaven, and he is preparing to go to heaven to enjoy boundless blessings!"

    Seeing Yi Zhixie's furious look, a witch doctor with a colorful face kept shaking the sheepskin drum in his hand while talking to Yi Zhixie in a blabbering voice.

    "You fucking fart! I tell you, if he dies, you can go and enjoy the blessings of the Immortal Heaven together!"

    Yi Zhixie couldn't bear it any longer. She grabbed the guy's collar fiercely, then lowered her voice and whispered in his ear.

    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, big, big, big king, he can still save him, he will definitely be saved!¡±

    Looking at Yi Zhixie's red eyes, several witch doctors looked at each other. The leader carefully took out a dark pill from his sleeve and stuffed it into Chaha with some pain.  In your mouth!

    After seeing this scene, Yi Zhixie's face finally looked better.

    "If these wizards weren't still somewhat useful, Yi Zhixie would have pushed them all out and killed them one by one.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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