sbdcsierra Chapter 192 Pain and Sacrifice
Chapter 192 Pain and Sacrifice
The battle unfolded like a raging storm, the sound of swords clashing was deafening. While the soldiers bravely fought on the front lines, Yun Mengting remained calm. Standing on a high platform, her gaze sharp as a torch, she closely monitored the battlefield's movements, ready to respond to any emergency.
As the enemy continued to advance, the soldiers led by Ling Xuan and Shen Jingxuan gradually fell into a bitter battle. Yun Mengting's heart grew increasingly tense. The battlefield was filled with the flashing of swords and the splashing of blood. The shouts of the soldiers and the roars of the enemy intertwined to form a tragic war song.
"Mengting, come and help me!" A heart-wrenching cry came into Yun Mengting's ears. She turned her head suddenly and saw a familiar figure - Zhao Ming, Ling Xuan's loyal follower, who was being besieged by the enemy at the moment, his body covered with scars and blood.
"Brother Ming!" Yun Mengting's heart tightened, and she rushed to the battlefield without hesitation. She knew that time was running out, and she had to help him before he fell.
"Don't move, I'll help you!" she shouted, the silver needle in her hand gleaming coldly in the sunlight, as if a symbol of her firm belief. Yun Mengting quickly mobilized her internal energy and prepared to acupuncture Zhao Ming.
However, the chaos on the battlefield was beyond her imagination. The enemy surged in like a tide, and Zhao Ming was pinned to the ground by several enemy soldiers, his face showing pain. Yun Mengting was anxious, watching him about to be killed by the enemy with a single blow.
"Stop!" Her voice was like thunder, filled with immense determination. She rushed forward, trying to attract the enemy's attention.
"Doctor, please leave quickly!" Zhao Ming tried his best to struggle to stand up, but the blood had already dyed his clothes red and his strength gradually faded.
"I won't abandon you!" Yun Mengting's voice was firm yet gentle. The silver needle in her hand pierced Zhao Ming's acupuncture point like lightning, instantly stopping the bleeding from his body. Her medical skills were particularly important on the battlefield, as if bringing a glimmer of hope to the chaotic battle.
"Quick, go find Prince Ling!" Zhao Ming's voice was weak, but revealed a hint of unyielding spirit. "I'll hold them off, you go!"
"You can't do this!" Yun Mengting's heart tightened, tears glistening in her eyes. She knew that Zhao Ming meant for her to leave and find reinforcements, but she couldn't bear to lose him.
"This is my choice!" Zhao Ming's voice was firm, his eyes gleaming with determination. "I can't let you and Prince Ling take risks. Go!"
At this moment, the enemy's attack surged like a tide, and Zhao Ming was no longer able to resist. His body was pinned down by several enemy soldiers, and he watched as a sharp blade stabbed at him.
"Brother Ming!" Yun Mengting's heart was torn apart, and tears welled up in her eyes. She knew that she could no longer use acupuncture to save him, and time was running out.
"Go!" Zhao Ming's voice was like a final cry, filled with incomparable determination and helplessness. Just as the blade was about to pierce his body, he used up his last bit of strength and shouted to Yun Mengting: "Remember my words, live!"
"No!" Yun Mengting's voice was like a heartbreaking cry. She watched helplessly as Zhao Ming was pierced by the blade, blood splattering everywhere, instantly dyeing the battlefield red. Her heart felt as if it was being torn apart, and she was in immense pain.
"Brother Ming!" She rushed to Zhao Ming's side, holding his hands tightly with both hands, tears streaming down her face. Her heart was filled with despair and helplessness, unable to bear the pain of losing him.
"Mengting..." Zhao Ming's voice was weak, and a smile appeared on his face. "Don't cry, I will watch over you from heaven... You must live..."
As his voice faded, Zhao Ming's hand slowly slipped away, losing its life. Yun Mengting's heart felt like it had been struck by a heavy hammer, unable to control herself. Tears flowed uncontrollably, and her heart was filled with endless sorrow and despair.
"I will definitely avenge you!" she whispered to herself, a strong fighting spirit burning in her heart. Zhao Ming's sacrifice made her realize that she must be more resolute and must not let his sacrifice become meaningless.
On the battlefield, the enemy's offensive was still fierce. Ling Xuan and Shen Jingxuan fought bravely, trying to turn the situation around. However, Zhao Ming's sacrifice was like a thorn that deeply pierced Yun Mengting's heart, making her unable to calm down.
"Mengting, come and help!" Shen Jingxuan's voice sounded in her ears. Yun Mengting suddenly came to her senses and saw that he was besieged by the enemy with an anxious look on his face.
"I'll do it!" Her voice was firm, and she secretly made up her mind. Zhao Ming's sacrifice made her realize that she could no longer hesitate and must use her medical skills at the critical moment to save more lives.
She quickly rushed to the battlefield, the silver needle in her hand flashing coldly in the sunlight, as if it was a symbol of her firm belief. Yun Mengting's eyes were fixed on Shen Jingxuan, and she silently said in her heart: "I must protect him!"
"Don't move!" she shouted, quickly gathering her inner strength and preparing to acupuncture Shen Jingxuan. At this moment, the enemy's attack surged like a tide, and Yun Mengting's heart tightened, realizing the critical situation.
"Mengting, hurry up!" Shen Jingxuan's voice sounded in her ears, reminding her to pay attention to the movements around her.
"I won't leave!" Yun Mengting's voice was firm. The silver needle in her hand pierced Shen Jingxuan's acupuncture point like lightning, instantly stopping the bleeding from his body. Her medical skills were particularly important on the battlefield, as if bringing a glimmer of hope to the chaotic battle.
"Thank you, Mengting." Shen Jingxuan's voice was filled with gratitude, and his eyes gleamed with determination. He knew that Yun Mengting's presence made him feel extremely at ease.
"We must persevere!" Yun Mengting's voice was firm, and she secretly vowed in her heart. Zhao Ming's sacrifice made her realize that she must work harder and must not let his sacrifice become meaningless.
The battle continued, and Yun Mengting continued to provide medical support to the wounded soldiers in the rear. Although she could not directly participate in the battle, her presence made everyone feel at ease. Her medical skills and wisdom played an indispensable role in this battle.
"Mengting, pay attention!" Ling Xuan's voice rang in her ears, reminding her to pay attention to the movements around her. Yun Mengting quickly came to her senses, her eyes firm, and she secretly made up her mind.
"We must not retreat!" Yun Mengting's heart ignited with a strong fighting spirit, the silver needles in her hands flashing with cold light, ready to strike at any time. Each time she injected acupuncture, she carried immense power, as if declaring her determination.
At this moment, the enemy's main force suddenly launched a fierce counterattack. Yun Mengting's heart tightened, realizing the critical situation. She quickly adjusted her state and prepared to meet the upcoming challenge.
"Mengting, follow me!" Ling Xuan's voice was like a war drum, leading her to rush towards a gathering place of injured soldiers. Yun Mengting's heart was shocked, and she quickly followed, with the silver needle in her hand ready to be used at any time.