Reborn as the Blissful Wife in the countryside Chapter 1627: Siege and Heavy Casualties

Shoot the messenger wolves?

The Rong soldiers were shocked: "Great Witch Doctor, the messenger wolves are our companions, how can we shoot them?"

Whip! Whip! Whip!

Tu Zhang whipped the questioning Rong soldier and shouted, "Are you an idiot? Can’t you see these messenger wolves are here to harm us? Hurry and kill these beasts, or more warriors will die!"

The Reconnoitre Troop Commander rushed forward, seeing the messenger wolves wildly running towards them, and noticed many warriors falling where they passed. He immediately said, "Listen to the Great Witch Doctor, these messenger wolves have been tamed by the Great Chu lowlifes and are here to kill us. Load the strong crossbows, shoot these vile beasts!"

"Yes!" The Rong soldiers immediately brought out the strong crossbows, loaded special long arrows, and aimed at the messenger wolves.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The long arrows shot from the strong crossbows were faster than lightning, but the messenger wolves were running at high speed, making it difficult even for strong crossbows to hit them.

"Shoot again!" Tu Zhang was so anxious that cold sweat was pouring down. Watching the warriors falling in the distance, he took out a package of Detoxification Powder and ate it, then wet a cloth with water and covered his nose and mouth.

Too many warriors had fallen, showing the severity of the Poison, and he did not want to die.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Another batch of long arrows was shot out.

Ow!

This time hitting a messenger wolf, directly shooting it into the air, and pinning it to the ground in the distance.

Moo—moo—moo!

The dull sound of the ox horn blared, and the Rong soldiers rode on horses, holding flags and shouting, "The Great General orders all warriors to gather, form ranks to block the messenger wolves, those who dare to let the messenger wolves pass and attack the Great General’s camp, their entire family will be sent to make medicine!"

The Rong people’s witch doctors made sinister medicine, which included red meat, often from Rong people who made mistakes.

Upon hearing this, the Rong soldiers immediately formed a long human wall, surrounding the messenger wolves completely.

Ow ow woo!

Blocked, the messenger wolves began biting the Rong soldiers, and the Poison and poisonous insects tied to their bodies fell off, poisoning many Rong soldiers. The poisonous insects then crawled everywhere, heading towards the nearest Rong soldiers’ bodies.

"Ah—it’s Rotworm, help!"

The desperate screams of the Rong soldiers echoed throughout the camp.

"Archers, fire rockets to kill!" Leimuqin watched the chaotic camp, hearing the warriors’ screams, knowing the messenger wolves had brought Rotworm, and could only painfully order to shoot and burn the warriors and messenger wolves.

"Great General!" A Four-directions Vanguard General listened, his face changing drastically. Those were Da Rong Warriors blessed by the Witch God, how could they be shot by their own rockets?

Leimuqin’s eyes were red with anger, he stared at him and said, "If we don’t burn them, do you want our entire army of warriors to be buried with them?"

"But these are our warriors! Being killed without fault, the Witch God will punish us!" The Four-directions Vanguard General hesitated.

Leimuqin was furious, shouted: "Feel sorry for them once the camp is stabilized. Right now, they must die! Fire rockets, shoot pine oil!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Waves of rockets shot out, followed by waves of sharp arrows with pine oil.

Boom, boom, boom!

The pine oil ignited, exploded thoroughly, burning all the Rong soldiers in that area.

Leimuqin rode several meters forward, shouting to them: "Warriors, your chance for glory has come. Hug the messenger wolves and burn these beasts. After your death, the Witch God will personally welcome you to the God Mountain, and your families will receive rewards from the Heavenly Khan. You are the bravest warriors of all Da Rong!"

The Rong soldiers were already burning, and the Rotworm burrowed into their bodies, knowing they were doomed. For the sake of their families and honor, they hugged the messenger wolves and died with them.

But the process of being burned alive was too lengthy and excruciating, and the Rong soldiers emitted anguished screams.

The former Four-directions Vanguard General said, "Great General, shoot them to death."

Being burned alive was too painful.

But Leimuqin did not agree: "No, if they die, the messenger wolves in their hands will escape and continue to harm the warriors of the entire camp... don’t feel sorry for them, this is their glory."

"But..." The Four-directions Vanguard General still couldn’t bear to watch, seeing Leimuqin disagree, he could only cover his ears to avoid hearing the warriors’ screams.

But in the other tents, the Great Chu women tied inside laughed out loud: "Dead, the Rong beasts finally got what they deserved!"

"Hahaha, Sister Xian, what are you saying? What beasts died? Our family is rich, we don’t have to raise animals like farmers." A young woman with a fair face said, looking at her empty arms, anxiously shouting: "Sister Xian, my Sister Xian is missing, please help me find her. When she is found, I’ll give each of you a hundred taels of Silver, my family is very wealthy!"

The women in the tent looked at this woman, tears falling... they were originally well-bred women who were captured by the Rong people to become female slaves, following the Rong people on expeditions, being abused by them day and night.

This young woman was originally a young madam from the Fu Family. Her daughter was killed by the Rong people, and she was abused by them, unable to withstand the trauma, went mad, looking for her daughter every day.

"Your Sister Xian is right behind you, that standing one." The women in the tent looked at the young woman and pointed to the large wooden stake nailed behind her.

There were stakes nailed in the female slaves’ tent to tie the ropes binding them.

"Oh, it really is my Sister Xian." The young woman, upon hearing this, turned around and caressed the wooden stake behind her, singing a nursery rhyme: "Sister Xian, sleep tight, your father will be back soon, bringing a beautiful Chouduan dress for our Sister Xian."

The Rong camp was chaotic for over an hour, only calming down when daylight appeared.

But the camp perimeter was littered with the corpses of Rong soldiers, all poisoned to death.

Many Rong soldiers with Rotworm burrowing into their bodies were desperately calling witch doctors, asking them to kill the insects.

However, the Great Wizard only raised Rotworm, improving its ability to reproduce and burrow into the human body, but did not create an antidote. Tu Zhang was helpless watching these Rong soldiers.

Leimuqin drew a knife towards him, his eyes red with anger: "Go kill the insects for the warriors!"

Tu Zhang looked at him and said, "You know very well these Divine Objects are made to deal with Great Chu lowlifes, since they’re meant to deal with the lowlifes, why would the Great Wizard spend effort making lifesaving medicine?"

The implication was that Rotworm poison had no cure.

Leimuqin knew this, but: "Go save them, in times like these, you must do it!"

If the surviving warriors saw Tu Zhang not saving the Rong soldiers with Rotworm disease, they would not only feel disheartened but also fear the spread of Rotworm disease among the Rong people.

Tu Zhang frowned, not wanting to touch the Rotworm, but Leimuqin was right, in times like these, he had to save the warriors.

However, he set conditions: "Build a batch of tents around, let the warriors with Rotworm burrowing into their bodies go inside, and drive away other warriors who are not afflicted by Rotworm."

They must not see it, and definitely must not discover that Rotworm disease is actually incurable.