Chapter 743 – The Medicines Name (1/2)

Chapter 743 – The Medicine's Name

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Four days after the conclusion of the massive battle, the headquarters of the Mount Song Army was still frigidly cold, but the scent of blood had greatly weakened. It was no longer possible to see the tense sight of several hundred soldiers carrying stretchers while running and yelling, or the divine sight of ten-some streams of Sacred Light simultaneously lighting up the night sky above the Sacred Hospital.

Many white plumes of smoke rose up from the area around Mount Song, drifting up into the sky. When people in the headquarters saw this sight, they would stop and mourn, for each white plume of smoke represented a soldier that had died in battle. Based on the initial counts, the number of soldiers sacrificed by the Great Zhou in this military campaign already exceeded ten thousand, and this was not counting the workers in charge of logistics and the cultivators that had come from various areas to offer assistance.

However, the mood of the Sacred Hospital was no longer as tense as it was a few days ago. The great majority of those injured had had their wounds brought under control, and those who were untreatable had been carried out long ago. But for some reason, the room at the very back was still packed with people and the mood there was particularly fraught with worry.

”I won't listen to a single explanation; I just need all of you to save him.”

The general's face was extremely grim, his tone incredibly unyielding, and when his gaze rested on the bed, his voice was tinged with hints of ruthlessness.

The wounded person on the bed was very young. Judging by his clothes and the cloth bag tied to his waist, he was probably an array master. His body was thin, his skin a light shade of brown, but now it was white as snow, a clear sign that he had lost too much blood. His lips were flaking and his breathing was extremely weak. It seemed like he could die at any time.

Upon hearing the general's order, everyone in the room felt a massive pressure, at the same time feeling rather confused.

Such a young array master must have come from a very famous sect and possessed limitless prospects, but this general was a trusted aide highly regarded by Divine General Ke and had a lofty reputation in the Mount Song Army headquarters. With his incredibly high status, there was no need for him to throw such a large fit over a single wounded array master. Besides the military doctors, there were even two people from the Orthodoxy present to treat this young array master's injuries.

The general knew what these people were thinking, but he gave no explanation.

He had a vague understanding of this young array master's background, but this was not the reason for his fury and anxiety.

Right before coming to the hospital, he had received a dossier reporting on the results of the investigation into what had happened.

Besides this young array master on the bed teetering on the edge of death, no one knew just what had actually happened on that cliff. However, the soldiers who had personally witnessed the resulting scene on that cliff were very sure that it had assuredly been an extremely heroic action, because what they saw was extremely tragic. Ten-some soldiers had used the magical artifacts constructed in secret by the Wenshui Tang clan and blown themselves up, bringing five wolf cavalry with them into death. Moreover, on the path of retreat along the cliff, they had discovered the corpses of ten-some more soldiers.

This most elite squad of the Mount Song Army, made up of brave and daring soldiers, had sacrificed themselves just so that this young array master could survive. Thus, if he did not save this array master, how could he soothe the souls of his deceased subordinates?

”I will not give a single explanation, because I truly do not have the ability to save him.”

A woman dressed in white ceremonial clothes stood up from the bed, her clear and beautiful face covered in exhaustion, the pure and gentle Sacred Light gradually dispersing from her slender fingers.

The general was silent.

This woman was from the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green located in the capital and was called An Hua. She had arrived at the Mount Song Army headquarters two days ago and begun to work without rest, attempting to rescue the casualties on the battlefield. If it were not for the fact that the Mount Song Army headquarters had sufficient reserves of crystals to help her meditate and recover, there was a high chance that she would have already died from wringing her body dry of Sacred Light.

No matter how disastrous or anxious the general's mood, he could say no harsh word to her.

And he could very clearly see that she had already given her all in order to save the young array master on the bed.

The general turned to the chief cleric of the Sacred Hospital.

The cleric almost imperceptibly shook his head.

The doctors from all the hospitals in the area were unable to do anything for the array master's injuries. Was the Sacred Light technique of the Li Palace clerics and the teachers of the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green unable to save him as well?