This night, the sea of sand was dyed in blood. Black Heavy Armors confronted the Western Regions chariots, forcing the enemy to retreat twenty miles away from the ancient Silk Road. The Western Regions allied forces failed to fight back and were scattered once again. The Black Iron Camp pursued them viciously all the way to the territory of the Western Regions, slaughtered nearly 10,000 enemies, eliminating all of Ku Cha's nobility.

Chen Qing Xu had only just sent Yan Wang's convoy bringing the news of victory back to the capital. Before she could get over the excitement and joy that brought her to tears, two Black Eagles flew directly to the Northwest wounded soldiers center: "Miss Chen, Marshal has invited you."

When Gu Yun woke up again, someone was forcing him to open his mouth to take medicine.

Gu Yun gasped for breath and felt a sharp burning pain in his heart and lungs, his tears were almost about to come out. He still had not fully regained consciousness, thinking vaguely, Is death going to come soon?

As soon as the idea came out, Gu Yun gritted his teeth.

No, he thought, Jia Lai is still alive, Jiangnan is still under siege, I cannot die.

This drive was like a dose of chicken blood, directly pumped into his heart. Gu Yun was startled, waking up.

Shen Yi, who was feeding him medicine, could not pry his mouth open even after trying to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat. Suddenly, he could feel Gu Yun's jaw become more relaxed, able to swallow it himself. Overjoyed, he continuously shouted, "Zi Xi! Zi Xi, open your eyes and look at me."

Chen Qing Xu hurriedly said, "It is alright as long as he regains consciousness and is able to drink the medicine. General Shen, don't shiver, you will choke him. Leave it to me!"

Gu Yun did not die in the hands of the Western Regions suicide bomber, who would have thought he would fall into a life and death situation due to a bowl of medicine from that Shen. Somewhere, he still had a little strength saved, he struggled to push that source of danger away. As soon as he moved, the whole Marshal's tent boiled up. A group of large and crude men cried out, hurriedly running over to try and help.

Chen Qing Xu could not bear it any longer: "Enough! Everyone, get out!"

Gu Yun could keenly sense a peculiar fragrance of a woman. He knew that Chen Qing Xu had come. Turning his head slightly, he avoided the medicine bowl that was delivered to his mouth, trying to open his eyes with great effort.

Chen Qing Xu knew what he was worried about. She quickly wrote in his palm word by word, "Yan Wang has returned to the capital. He does not know."

Gu Yun's pale lips curved up slightly. It seemed to be a smile; he drank the medicine reluctantly. His spirit was dispersed again.