Chapter 972: Tragic

Jialing Pass.
Soon after the sunset, the western sky was still burning with an orange sunset.
The offensive of the imperial coalition forces slowed down, and because it was getting late, they had already violently attacked for a day. The soldiers were already exhausted and needed to rest. They receded like a tide, and the Wuhun empire also temporarily got a sigh of relief. After a round of offensive and defensive battles, both sides tacitly did not continue to fight, but began to clean up the battlefield, rectify the army, and prepare to continue the life-and-death battle in the future.
A strong air floated from the wall, Meng was still next to the wall, raised his heavy eyelids with difficulty, followed the smell, and came to a clearing, but saw dozens of corpses lying in front of him. , Every corpse had its head and forehead cracked, limbs broken, brains splashed, blood flowed across, drips of blood seeping into the soil, a black and red color appeared, and the blood in the air became more intense, attracting a group The carnivorous birds hovered in the air, making hoarse chirps, making it creepy.
This is just the tip of the iceberg on the battlefield.
The sky was dark red and haze, blood was flowing into rivers on the vast land, corpses ran across the fields, with stumps and broken arms, and the unyielding heads in the tumbling corners. Soldiers who died in battle were still staring unwillingly with their eyes open. At a corner of the sky, the birds in the sky swooped down and fell on the blood-stained corpses. The air was full of heavy blood. The spears and swords were all broken and shattered, half-hidden between the mud and the bones. There was a faint luster in the dim sky.
Thick dark clouds floated under the gloomy sky. Several vultures flew quietly from behind the jagged clouds, hovering in the low altitude, making high-pitched and piercing calls, and sometimes swooped down and landed on the half-corrupted corpse. In between, frightened and flew up from time to time, and disappeared into the depths of the clouds in the blink of an eye with the screams of fading away.
On the city wall, Meng still looked at the corpses piled up in several layers, and many of his fellow robes fell down beside him, especially after the imperial coalition soldiers under the city wall were poured with fire oil, they exuded a strong scorch. Wei, the soldiers of the Holy Dragon Army who took a breath for the time being, even if they were accustomed to seeing swords, guns and swords, and accustomed to the life of licking blood, they couldn't help but start to have adverse reactions at this time.
Not to mention, because the Jialing Pass has been violently attacked by the imperial coalition for more than half a month, the Sacred Dragon Army has been severely injured, and the people in the pass who have been forcibly conscripted are responsible for the aftermath of the battle. Where have they seen In such a world, as soon as he saw such a scene of on earth, he immediately couldn't bear it, and felt nauseated by the various messy scenes and the strong atmosphere, and many people became pale.
And when the first militiaman could not help but began to vomit, the sour smell combined with the smell suddenly became the strongest vomiting agent, so that more militiamen could not bear it, and began to vomit, even serious. Even the bile was vomited out, his hands and feet were weak and weak, and it was difficult to breathe because of all kinds of nausea.
Meng was still sitting on the stairs, leaning on the side wall of the city with his hands, sweat dripping from his face to the bricks, the thin underwear inside the armor was soaked and tightly wrapped around his body. Meng still felt the blood in his body leaving him, wandering away. She staggered to lie down, her movements were obviously exaggerated, and she fell heavily on the bricks.
She closed her eyes and felt that the world was spinning rapidly counterclockwise, while the floor under her turned upside down. She was not lying on the ground, but was pressed by a corpse on the ground. She stuck to the ground desperately, lest she fall down the blood-stained stairs. She felt difficult to breathe, so she opened her eyes and tried to sit up, but her efforts were of no avail. She only changed from lying on her side to lying on her side.
The blood that had already left seemed to be back in her body at this time. They approached from far away, slowly and thin at first, but suddenly it was surging like a torrential river. The blood returned to her body with a flowing sound, and Meng was still submerged in an instant—the huge flow of blood like river water all poured into her stomach, and the pain of squeezing all the internal organs was unbearable and sour. The gastric juice was squeezed into the mouth.
At this time, the only thing Meng still wanted to do was to reduce stomach pressure, and this attempt became an instinct that could not be controlled at all. She bowed and sat up with difficulty, the pressure on her stomach rose sharply to her throat, saliva and tears streaming out. Suddenly, the stomach pressure suddenly increased, and the stomach, throat and mouth formed a rifle engraved barrel, and even a missile silo. She felt like an explosion. The contents of her stomach were blasted out of her mouth and nose like bullets or missiles, leaving her brain blank...
Incidents like Meng's still happened everywhere on the wall, and the entire Jialingguan wall was chaotic all at once, causing more and more people to feel uncomfortable. Without fighting power, even the corpse was lifted and transported to cremation. The strength of the field is gone.
Seeing the chaos on the Jialing Pass, accompanied by Ghost and Yueguan, Qian Renxue walked up to the city wall to inspect.
Qian Renxue's appearance is in her early twenties, her skin is better than snow, her nose is straight, her slightly slender phoenix eyes, and she has a majestic face that looks like she is only eighteen or nine years old, but she has a body shape. It has become more plump than before. There is a small seraph mark between her eyebrows, her golden eyes are as calm as water, and there is no energy fluctuation up and down all over her body, and she looks like an ordinary person.
She is wearing a golden palace dress. The long dress is one-piece. It seems to be woven with gold silk. There is no excessive pattern decoration. The style is simple and elegant. The golden stand-up collar protects her white and slender. His neck, long golden hair was casually draped behind him, and he didn't comb it carefully. It was in sharp contrast with her neat palace costume.
Seeing the painful faces of many soldiers and militiamen, Qian Renxue, who had always been kind, also felt very sad.
Taking advantage of the time when the imperial coalition forces withdrew and rested, Qian Renxue quickly asked the logistics soldiers to lift up the light salt water and distribute it to those who vomited.
Drinking salt water does not relieve the vomiting situation, but only promotes the rapid discharge of the vomit, and then plays a simple anti-inflammatory effect, and can treat the dehydration problem after severe vomiting. Light salt water is a good supplement to relieve the weakness of the vomiting person. status.
When they drank the light salt water to feel better, Qian Renxue asked them to share the crushed foam with them, and asked them to apply it to the tip of their tongues to relieve the feeling of vomiting. This allowed the crazy vomiting to cease.
As the saying goes, benevolence does not control the military and righteousness but does not control the wealth.
Qian Renxue walked all the way, her face kept cold, not allowing anyone to see the change of emotion in her heart from the change in the expression on her face.
Those militiamen were all ordinary people who were forcibly conscripted from the Jialingguan city, and their psychological quality was not good enough. It was normal for the first time I saw such a scene to have a stress reaction, but some of the elite of the Holy Dragon Army actually vomited afterwards. Far beyond Qian Renxue's expectation.
It stands to reason that the elite of the Holy Dragon Army have received strict training, and have experienced the training of fire and blood in the past half a month. They have long been unaware of various scenes, and how can they appear. This situation.
Thinking about it this way, she saw Meng Jing, who was lying in a pool of blood. For this short-haired girl, Qian Renxue had a vague impression. It seemed that she had seen her age as her own, and her cultivation level was good, so she pulled her in. In the Sacred Dragon Army commanded by him, she unexpectedly vomited, so she couldn't help but come to her to take a closer look.
Qian Renxue originally thought that Meng was still poisoned, but after some investigation, it was found that the other party was too tired.
This discovery made Qian Renxue frown.
The civilization of the Douluo Continent spirit masters is prosperous. In the ordinary days, the soul masters are healed by healing spirit skills. Over time, it has also led to the underdevelopment of medicine in the Douluo Continent. It is normal to not understand the situation at hand. of.
Excessive fatigue will reduce the body's muscle energy, because it needs more energy supply from the body, but if it is not supplied in time, it may cause lower blood sugar or higher blood pressure, or symptoms such as dizziness and vomiting are possible.
After more than half a month, the Sacred Dragon Army stationed at Jialing Pass experienced a high-intensity battle. Meng still participated in every battle. There was little sleep time at night, the sleep level was shallow, and he could not get enough rest. Because of the tense fighting situation, it is commonplace to eat only one meal a day, or even not eat.
There are still many elites of the Holy Dragon Army who still have the same experience as Meng. Therefore, large-scale vomiting incidents occurred under the stimulation of the militias to vomit.
But Qian Renxue didn't know all of this.
In her impression, the elite should not have such a performance.
It was precisely because of this wonderful misunderstanding that Qian Renxue's expression became colder, and her impression of Meng still plummeted. She turned around and said to Yueguan and Guimei:
"You have allocated a part of your staff to take care of the wounded soldiers, and you have organized the people in the city to build the damaged wall overnight. You must try to fix the badly damaged area as much as possible before sunrise tomorrow."
"understand!"
The voices of the three people talking gradually drifted away, and no one cared about Meng still. She sat alone on the stairs, watching them gradually disappear from sight.
After more than half a month, Jialing Pass has been through the wind and frost, experienced dozens of large and small wars, and still stands tall. The all-colored bluestones at Jialing Pass, large or small, are 100 kilograms for the small and 1,000 kilograms for the large. The construction of such a city wall is such a huge project. I am afraid that most of the people in the city will not have a good night's sleep tonight, and it will take all night to barely complete the task assigned by Qian Renxue.
As the saying goes: once you have done everything you can do, you won’t be able to build such a wall. !
Meng is still completely conceivable: Ruo Wanminhu, who is being enlisted, is busy day and night: chiseling and firing cannons on the rocky mountain, masonry chiseling stones into blocks, chiseling blocks into square blocks. Then transport, or transport by ox cart, carriage, or manual transport. Small pieces can be carried by a few people, and large pieces must be solved by applying the principles of mechanics-----laying sections of logs on the ground, Place the boulder on it and roll it carefully all the way. No matter which method is used for transportation, the tragic labor can only be described as one-tenth of it in the words "Taste the Hardship".
After resting for a while, Meng still walked down from the top of the city.
The streets and lanes in the city are intertwined, shops are intertwined, and merchants are like clouds. Even in the state of war, it is difficult to hide the prosperous color. Obviously most people are still optimistic about whether the Wuhun Empire can hold Jialing Pass. After all, Jialing Pass is It is the number one barrier in the world. It is an insurmountable barrier. Unless it is Yang Ming's existence that possesses an earth-explosive sky star and can summon a huge meteorite to suppress it in one fell swoop, even if it is a demigod-level powerhouse like Tang Chen. Unable to lead an army to break through the Jialing Pass in a short time, he could only fill it with human lives in vain.
Standing under the majestic ancient city wall, holding the city wall in his hands and standing, looking at the dim sky, Meng still stared for a long time.
Meng still stroked the bluestone on the city wall, and the coldness of the bluestone drenched her body and mind for a moment. There seemed to be the galloping sound of Jin Ge iron horse in front of her eyes, and the sound of fighting sounded in her ears. Surrounding this ancient city wall, there have been so many life-and-death struggles, and there have been so many struggles for life and death! A wave of terrifying domineering and brutality ~EbookFREE.me~ is still lingering in the world, and is still fighting against the sun and the moon! Although she went to the drum horns to contend, the vivid pages of the past written with countless lives and blood always flashed before her eyes so tenaciously.
Similar hallucinations sometimes surfaced in Meng's mind, and sometimes dreamed off.
She knew that she was sick.
In modern society, this is a post-war psychological syndrome, a type of "post-traumatic stress disorder", also called post-traumatic stress disorder, post-traumatic stress syndrome, post-traumatic stress disorder, and sequelae of major blows. . Refers to the sequelae of a person's mental state after encountering or fighting a major stress. These experiences include threats to life, serious physical injury, physical or mental coercion. It is sometimes referred to as post-traumatic stress response to emphasize that this phenomenon is a reasonable result of experiencing trauma, rather than the patient’s mental state is inherently problematic.
The main symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder include nightmares, personality changes, emotional separation, numbness, insomnia, avoidance of things that trigger traumatic memories, irritability, hypervigilance, memory loss, and susceptibility to fright.
But now, Meng could still feel an unprecedented emptiness and numbness, which wrapped her tightly like a cocoon of a spring silkworm, making her a little breathless.
At the same time, deep down in her heart, she became more and more confused about the direction of this war. She didn't know what she was fighting for and who she was fighting for. Such a philosophical question deeply troubled her.
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