half an hour later.

In the temporary medical area built on the ruins.

When Xie Yuduo arrived after hearing the news, Jiang Jianming had already finished all the treatment procedures that could be done by pressing Lai An.

The first thing to do is debridement.The devitalized tissue is removed, the clot is removed, and the blood is flushed with medication.Then irradiate the beam therapy device, transfuse blood, and simply bandage.

"Hiss, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah—"

The person who can shout that must not be His Royal Highness Lai An.Tang Zhen was also here. He had two broken ribs. Fortunately, he didn't hurt his lungs or internal bleeding.Medics are helping him to hold him in place, strapping on his chest strap.

Bemaner accompanied him, pouted: "Now I know it hurts."

Tang Zhen: "What do you know? On the battlefield, you have to have the aura of a tough guy who doesn't change his face even when he is injured. Otherwise, you will lose your morale when you call your teammates. Now there are no outsiders. If you don't call it white, don't call it...Hiss! Lightly lightly..."

Jiang Jianming sat on the other side, his face was pale, his eyes were closed and he didn't say a word. Occasionally, he buried his head and coughed quickly, more like a wounded than a wounded.

Lai An put on his coat slowly, and rubbed against him, wanting to hug him again.

Xie Yuduo rushed over from the North District, his face was also covered with mud, and beads of sweat were still hanging on his chin, and when he wiped it back with his bloody glove, it became even dirtier.

"Your Highness, Your Excellency," he looked at the situation, not knowing who to comfort first, "Uh, what are you two...?"

Lai An noticed it sharply, and pre-emptively pointed at Jiang Jianming with his chin: "He is a little dizzy."

Xie Yuduo: "??"

It is really yours to say that a silver Beidou officer is dizzy with blood.

"I said it," Jiang Jianming leaned to the side with his head bowed and his eyes closed, his voice hoarse, and he retorted weakly, "I'm angry at you."

As he said, he put his hand into the inner pocket of his clothes, and took out the sedative box close to him, "Come here, get an injection."

Lai An snatched the box and stuffed it back into his clothes, "Injecting the sedative will make the crystal bone dull, there may be night attacks tonight, I can't fight."

Jiang Jianming opened his eyes suddenly, and said coldly: "Shut up. Hundreds of thousands of imperial troops are here, and you really regard yourself as the only combat force? With such a bad temper, Crystal Cult can consume you to death."

These words were too rude, Tang Zhen and Bemaner were too scared to breathe.Xie Yuduo looked at the nose, nose and heart, turned his head and pretended to be looking at the moon.

The crown prince was really irritated, he retorted, and began to scold Jiang Jianming for even daring to give out the personal tranquilizer.No matter how big your heart is, sooner or later you will catch up with the disease and there will be no medicine.

The north wind blew through the cold night, the lamps set up in the temporary medical area flickered above the head, and people kept coming and going by the side.

These two highnesses have no "idol burden", one is wounded and the other is sick, just arguing with each other sentence by sentence.After less than ten minutes, they stopped by themselves again and leaned together.

"Where's Wilson?" Jiang Jianming asked lightly, panting.He was tired from the noise, his heartbeat and breathing were a little fast, and he felt cold.

He simply pulled Lai An onto himself, shook off the thermal blanket to wrap the two of them together.

"Let him go on the battlefield, that guy is too dumb... It seems that your vision is not much better."

Lai An spoke convincingly, and his expression was full of disdain: "When you asked me 'how old are you' before, at least I knew you were talking about me as an immature ghost. He didn't even know."

Jiang Jianming: "...can you stop looking for a sense of superiority in this kind of thing?"

"Major General," Tang Zhen said blankly, "These two are probably flirting with each other."

Xie Yuduo patted the back of his head: "Oh, it has been a long time ago."

When Jiang Jianming heard it, he turned his head and said quietly, "What?"

"No, no, no," Tang Zhen snapped at Bemaner, "We're talking—Xiao Jiang, happy wedding!"

At some point, the wounded who were lying and sitting in the distance moved over here little by little.

Among these disgraced soldiers, some were only slightly injured, some had broken bones and amputated limbs, and some had broken organs; some were almost in a state of chaos and were rescued by three generations of tranquilizers, but most of their faces were fused with crystals and flesh and blood..

But now, even the seriously wounded who don't know how long they can last, try their best to open their eyes wide, looking straight at the noble generals and royal family who are joking and angry like ordinary people.

Looking around, the long night and the wind and snow also have no end.

Ruins, lights, footsteps.

Faint breath of blood and death.

Suddenly, a soldier made a hoarse voice.

"Your Highness——"

The trembling tail sound dissipated in the night.

Jiang Jianming had already closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, but when he woke up from this sound, he was still a little confused.Lai An patted for him to continue resting, then turned around.

The soldier was lying on the ground, half of his face was wrapped in bandages, only one eye was exposed, his chest was deeply sunken, his breathing was short and weak.

The man was dying, and perhaps that was why he mustered up the courage to speak up.

When he saw that Chu Jun really turned his head to pay attention to him, facing those emerald green eyes like ice lakes, the soldier showed an expression of excitement and fear.

It seemed to be a little quieter around.

Lai An was about to ask "what's the matter", but paused on the edge of his mouth.

"I'm listening," he said.

The seriously wounded soldier was even more nervous, faltering and saying nothing, and finally shook his head with difficulty.

A hint of doubt appeared between the crown prince's stern brows.

Jiang Jianming also woke up, sat up straight and said softly, "You are too scary. You have always said that Your Highness should be more friendly to the people."

After he finished speaking, he looked around at the surrounding soldiers again, and his heart skipped a beat.

Although the daytime battle was successful, it failed to cause a devastating blow to the Crystal Cult.If the opponent still has any trump card left, it should be used soon.

Both sides are regrouping tonight.Tomorrow is bound to be another round of fierce fighting, and more lives will be lost in the wind and snow.

"Your Highness, Major General Xie."

Jiang Jianming gestured with his eyes, and Xie Yuduo understood that he would come closer.

He lowered his voice and said, "Let's talk about the matter of crystal particles tonight. In fact, I have already made my own decision, and some people have heard it."

Tang Zhen wondered from the side: "What about crystal particles?"

Xie Yuduo frowned, he suddenly heard the truth from Lai An that day, and there was an uproar in his heart.

He was angry at Marshal Chen's cover-up before, but it's not incomprehensible to calm down.This matter is too big, and if it is leaked out, once the situation is out of control, unforeseen consequences are likely to occur.

Speaking up means choosing to trust the other person.

Before the war, the crown prince treated several of their senior officers like this, and now Jiang Jianming treats the entire army in the same way.

Lai An: "It should be said that those who bleed for the country have the right to know why they died. Far Star Interstellar is almost disconnected from the people of the Empire, and there is no need to worry about causing large-scale turmoil."

Chu Jun said so, and Xie Yuduo had no objection.He looked around for a while: "But now the personnel are scattered, so it's not easy to lecture... How about opening a military channel?"

Jiang Jianming nodded.He looked around, and there happened to be a piece of ruins outside the temporary medical area. Part of the watchtower fell down and piled up on a high ground there.

If you stand up and raise your arms and shout, the momentum should be very good.

He winked at Lai An: "Go ahead and talk about it, Your Highness."

Lai An: "You go."

Jiang Jianming: "You want to be close to the people..."

Lai An: "I'm hurt."

Jiang Jianming retreated dejectedly, and turned to look at Xie Yuduo expectantly.

Xie Yuduo immediately took three steps back, and exaggeratedly changed his face: "Your Excellency, don't be joking, the officer just found out, how can you explain clearly?"

Tang Zhen was confused and asked Bemaner: "What are they talking about?"

Bemaner was uncertain, but after all, she followed Jiang Jianming through the empire's New Year's civil strife and counterattacks, and she had a vague premonition.

She grabbed Tang Zhen's hand nervously, and whispered, "I don't know, but... it must be a big deal."

There was a small rubbing sound next to him, and Jiang Jianming stood up resignedly.

"Okay." He straightened his collar with one hand, exhaled calmly, and looked around, "I'll go and talk... wait a minute."

Lai An: "Looking for what?"

"Let's have some vibes."

Jiang Jianming gestured: "Is there a national flag or something?"

Its daybreak.

When the light of the stars fell on the earth again, the outline of the fort that was once covered by the night became clear again.

In the southern district, the two bishops of destruction and death sat on a high platform.Su was predicting the next tactics of the imperial army, and Margaret listened quietly.

Suddenly, the expressions of both of them changed slightly.

"what sound?"

Su raised his head, looking at the two areas where the imperial army was stationed.

He knew that there was a meeting in the empire last night, and any notices were sent to the entire army at the same time.

This is unusual, the general order is progressive, first the top general informs the lieutenant, then the lieutenant informs the lieutenants of each department, and it is passed all the way to the soldiers.

Not sure what the Empire is doing.Su considered whether to take advantage of the opportunity to attack at night last night, but the opponent had already regained the area defense rights of the fortress, and the surprise attack had little effect, so he finally gave up on this idea.

Margaret said suddenly: "Someone is singing."

Su: "Sing?"

Listen carefully, someone is really singing.

The singing was rough, hoarse, and irregular. It was a chorus of many people, and it came from a long distance away from the east and north directions.

The long and sonorous tune, with a hint of tragedy in its generosity, reminds one of the ascetics trekking through the long night with lanterns and spears, their spear points always pointing to the east of the sunrise.

The singing fell on the white snow and the black broken wall.

In the temporary medical area of the East District, the seriously wounded soldier who had called out to Prince Chu last night was lying on his back on the ground, and there was no more white mist exhaling from his nose and mouth.

The singing fell on the soldier's temple hair, and the soldier's brows and lips were stretched out, very peaceful, as if falling asleep in a snowy winter morning.

The medical soldiers silently shook off a long white cloth, covered his body and face, and carried the body away.

In the southern area, the wind blew the robes of the two bishops.Margaret listened to Xun for a while, and said in an ethereal voice, "It's the national anthem."

Su: "National...anthem?"

Margaret: "Anthem of the Empire."

Su pursed his lips.A few seconds later, he summoned the congregation and asked if they could learn from the "alien creature" in the sky what the Imperial Army said last night.

The answer was easily obtained, and the empire was not prepared to keep it a secret.

"They conveyed the truth about the crystal particles to the whole army, Your Excellency."

The members of the Crystal Cult bowed their heads respectfully, "There is still history."

Su showed a trace of incomprehensible expression.

"And ordered the soldiers to sing?" he asked.

"No." The congregation said, "As far as our people can see, there is no relevant order."

"The narration was over in less than an hour, but someone in the eastern district hung the national flag and did not take it down. At dawn, the soldiers under the national flag spontaneously sang the national anthem."

"The surroundings followed suit, and the singing spread to the North District, where they also sang together, so it is... now."

A trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the man in black robe.

He didn't understand why the imperial soldiers reacted like this after learning the earth-shaking truth.

Amidst the faint singing, Su felt for the first time that he had never truly understood his own race.

But there is no way out.

Su looked at Margaret, the girl's blue eyes were peaceful, and her white hair fluttered in the air.

He knew that death was a humanoid weapon domesticated by Archbishop Gaius.Soon, the weapon will be activated.