Quick Wear: I Became the Savior of the Doomsday

Her abdomen is not as rough as her face. It is very white and tender, without a trace of excess fat. Not only are her eight abdominal muscles neatly arranged on it, but her abs make her look even more sexy.

But the scars one after another made Wen Yubai fall into silence. The longest one ran directly from one side of his waist to the other. The scar was so hideous that it was not difficult to see how deep the wound was.

He stood up and stretched out his hand to touch her, but felt it was impolite, so he withdrew his hand halfway and rubbed her head, "Captain Zhong Qu, you have worked hard over the years."

The same words of heartache, the same broad and warm hands...

Zhong Suhan looked up at Wen Yubai in astonishment, trying to find a trace of Bian Xiuming on that identical face, but even if she stared at him till she could make a hole in his eyes, he would only look similar.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not Dr. Bian, Ming Qiu would not lie to her.

She realized this matter clearly again.

But, there was still a glimmer of hope in her heart. What if? What if the person in front of her was Dr. Bian? Would she be able to apologize for deceiving him?

Wen Yubai noticed her surprise, and also the look in his eyes that wanted to see an old friend in him. Feeling dissatisfied, he withdrew his hand, turned around and sat back in front of the desk, and started to read his military book again.

Zhong Suhan knew that he was being rude and was about to bow and apologize when he heard Luo Kuan reporting from outside that the southern barbarians were attacking again and Captain Wang had ordered the troops to assemble and prepare for battle.

The Southern Barbarians...the enemy that split Liang Jin in half three years ago. They then strangely attacked other countries and never appeared near the Great Black Mountain again.

Hearing these two words, Zhong Suhan's eyes turned red, and she couldn't suppress the murderous aura in her body. She turned her head and looked at Wen Yubai who was sitting over there, "Your Highness, the war has begun. Please change your armor. I will go to the battlefield with you."

"Okay." Wen Yubai opened his hands, and the palace servant who came with him immediately took out the armor for him to wear, and handed him a black gold oblique blade that was three fingers wide and one arm long, "Let's go."

Zhong Suhan followed him out of the tent. Even though she really wanted to go into battle and tear apart those southern barbarians, she still remembered that she was Wen Yubai's personal soldier, and protecting Wen Yubai was her first priority.

Two horses, one red and one black, had been led to the door of the tent. The red horse was full of energy, with shiny fur and muscular body, and looked very beautiful even when not running; the black horse was a little listless, even a little dejected, and its fur color and body shape were far inferior to those of the red horse.

Zhong Suhan stepped forward and took the black horse from Luo Kuan's hand. She bought it from the town for three taels of silver. Naturally, it could not compare to the prince's good horse. After comforting the black horse named Sanliang, she jumped on the horse swiftly. The team was almost assembled.

"Your Highness, are you nervous?"

"good."

This was Wen Yubai's first time on the battlefield. It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous. He was just pretending to be calm for the sake of his status as a prince. He rode on his chestnut horse and listened to the shouting from both sides. He could barely understand some of the chatter from the other side.

Afterwards, as the captains on both sides clashed, the soldiers began to charge, and soon the soldiers of both armies began to fight each other. It was obvious that the number of soldiers on the opposite side was greater than their own, and one soldier often had to fight against two or even more soldiers.

Wen Yubai saw all of this, and the war reports from the court became reality at this moment.

He was riding on a chestnut horse with a pale face. He watched the soldiers around him fall one by one. He did not dare to attack anyone with the long sword in his hand. He could only mechanically watch Zhong Suhan dance with the long sword and cut down the surrounding enemies one by one.

She seemed to not care at all about what kind of wounds the enemy's swords, spears, and halberds would leave on her body. Her eyes were bloodshot and her expression was as ferocious as a demon. She didn't care whether the enemy had old and young at home like her. She just wanted to kill them all.

This battle was also won barely because there were simply too many enemy troops.

After returning to the tent, Wen Yubai held the copper basin and retched until he was exhausted. He looked at Zhong Suhan, who was still wearing the blood-stained armor and had not left to clean up, and said angrily: "Are you laughing at this prince?"

"I was on the battlefield for the first time, and I was much more miserable than His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Zhong Suhan wiped the blood off his face and smiled faintly, "It was only after my sergeant comforted me for a long time that I felt much better."

Ming Qiu, who was eavesdropping on the side, said: Ah Han is lying again. It was clearly me who comforted you, but you insisted on saying that it was that damn Liang Jin who comforted you.

Zhong Suhan lowered his head slightly, his eyelids half closed, "Your Highness, I can actually guess what you are thinking. You just think that the other side is just like us, with flesh and blood. But Your Highness, don't forget that if we lose and they move into the town, they will no longer be human beings."

Wen Yubai didn't say anything. He was waiting for Zhong Suhan to say the next part.

"I grew up in a border area and have seen too many scenes of burning, killing and looting after foreign invasions. Women were humiliated, men were captured, and young children lost their parents. It was difficult for them to survive in such a chaotic world..."

she spoke.

"I have seen too much suffering of ordinary people in troubled times, so I have a heart to end the troubled times. I wonder if Your Highness is willing to become the king who ends the troubled times."

"I never thought... Ugh... Zhong Quchang still has such ambitions." Wen Yubai's face turned pale. He wanted to look up at Zhong Suhan, but was irritated by her bloody appearance. "So can you change your clothes? The blood makes me uncomfortable!"

"Go change your clothes now!"

Zhong Suhan quickly turned around and hid behind the screen. He had killed too many enemies today, and their blood had seeped into his clothes. He also had many small wounds on his body. He had to take a shower, clean them, and apply medicine. He could only ask Wen Yubai for leave.

Wen Yubai agreed to this request very quickly. At least today, he didn't want to smell the rusty smell of blood again.

Arriving at the back mountain with familiarity, Zhong Suhan habitually checked the surroundings to see if there were any signs of enemy invasion, and then entered the cave to clean himself.

This time the wound was somewhat deep, but fortunately it could be applied with medicine, so she skillfully applied the medicine and bandaged her wound, which made the little rabbit feel very distressed.

"Ahan..."

"What's wrong?" Zhong Suhan reached out and rubbed Ming Qiu's head. He felt a little regretful that he couldn't take a hot spring bath today because his wound couldn't be soaked in water.

"Why did you say those words to the prince?"

Zhong Suhan smiled, "I thought you were going to say something. He is the crown prince and will be the king in the future. If he is a tyrant and a cowardly king, then what is the point of me becoming a lieutenant commanding an army?"

There was a hint of coldness in her eyes. "If he is, let him die on the battlefield and find another one with courage. There is no better time than now."