The Divine Physician’s Overbearing Wife

“Father, it’s been half a month.”

Nalan Jing slashed the enemy’s head and the blood splashed onto his handsome face. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. “It has been half a month. If we continue to drag it out, we will run out of food. We will be exhausted on the battlefield and we will not be able to fight.”

Nalan Zhangqian’s face was not as handsome as before.

A hideous scar spread from the corner of his mouth to the corner of his eye.

The blood had already dried up, and the traces were brown. There were countless dead souls under his sword. Even the body of the sword’s original marks were now hidden.

“Jing’er, can you still remember the military regulations of our Nalan family?” Nalan Zhangqian pierced the enemy’s chest with his sword.

His gaze passed through the warriors’ figures and fell on the enemy’s leader.

Nalan Jing’s appearance turned stoic. At this moment, he was emotionally moved.

He was determined and strong—speaking with a powerful voice.

“The people of Nalan family would rather die on the battlefield than become prisoners in the enemy’s ranks!”

This was the military regulations that Nalan Hu had set up after Master Wei’s arrest.

Rather die on the battlefield than step back!

Rather die on the battlefield than give the enemy an opportunity to live!

Instead of surrendering to the enemy, it would be better to die than to suffer such torture and humiliation.

“Hahaha!” Nalan Zhangqian lost his strength. He stabbed his long sword into the ground to stabilize his body. The face with a scar was plastered with a broad smile.

“All the soldiers at the Nalan family, listen up! There is nothing to be done, we may not go back alive this time!”

His tears flowed down his cheeks and he was sad.

“I know that many of you want to go home, but you have defended the country for years! In the past ten years, you have resisted countless raids and stopped countless enemies!”

He pulled out the sword and rushed into the crowd again—killing and fighting.

Whenever he lowered his long sword, another person fell to the ground.

“But now, we might have to rest here eternally!” His voice was trembling, but his tone was not weak—it was arrogant and ambitious. “It doesn’t matter. Once my father notices that I have not returned home for a long time, he will definitely send reinforcements again!”

“As long as we hold on this time, we can save the country and keep our people safe!”

The soldiers stood upright with their shoulders unbowed.

They were the soldiers of the Nalan family. They had their mission.

Behind them—in the country, there were not only unarmed civilians but also their wives and children.

They were unwilling to allow their families to become the people of a vanquished nation! They were also unwilling to allow countless people to lose their lives.

Thus, this was their duty and a long-cherished wish.

Never back down!

“Nalan Zhangqian.” Feng Qing—the enemy’s general suddenly arrived in front of him and sneered. “Let me offer a bit of advice. You better surrender to my kingdom—Zi Yun Kingdom. There may still be a way out.”

“The people of the Nalan family will never surrender!” Nalan Zhangqian laughed twice. “Furthermore, there is still my father even if Jing’er and I die! My father will definitely avenge me!”

He was convinced!

Feng Qing sneered. “All the masters of the four countries have gone to Liu Yun country before we got here. Numerous Spirit Warriors have gone there as well. Your kingdom—Liu Yun… would have been destroyed by now. I don’t know what you are still insisting on.”