Collapse of Iron: The Immortal Boat Life of the Envoy of the Order of Fertility

As a military doctor, Lu Qing quietly watched Jiao Qiu treat the wounded. The people of Xianzhou have strong physical fitness, and most of the external injuries can heal themselves with simple treatment.

On this bitterly cold battlefield, those who are truly injured in vital areas may die before they even have time to return.

Or when encountering a snowstorm, he would not want to drag down his companions and would insist on being left behind to die.

Lan Qing remained indifferent. He could sense that many lives on this planet were dying, both friend and foe.

On the battlefield, the lives of living beings are like snowflakes falling to the earth, dancing in the sky, beautiful and magnificent, but the moment they fall, they dissipate and merge into the white snow, leaving no trace of their existence.

Lu Qing suddenly became interested and walked out of the tent, facing the wind and snow.

He let the snowflakes fall on his body and took in the scenery.

"This scenery is indeed beautiful, but if you do this, you'll easily be considered a fool."

"Except for your body covered in three layers of snow, who in the world is worthy of white clothes?" This poem is also beautiful, but when applied to me now, it seems like a moan without any reason.

Jiaoqiu looked at Lanqing standing in the wind and snow, very puzzled, not knowing why the other party did this.

I saw Qing turned around and spoke to him expressionlessly.

"Don't you understand what I'm doing? Coincidentally, I don't know what I'm doing either. I just wanted to do it, so I did it."

"Sir, Jiaoqiu doesn't understand what you mean."

"Just think of me sighing after feeling the loss of so many lives...

If nothing unexpected happens.

Yao Qing's large force collided with the White Wolf hunting pack's large force, and a fierce battle is taking place between the two sides. At least a hundred lives were lost in the short time I was just putting on a show."

"We'll be at work soon."

Jiao Qiu looked at Lu Qing, his heart filled with confusion. He had no intention of blaming or questioning the other party, he simply did not understand Lu Qing's behavior.

If you're moved by the loss of life, why not help? Instead, you're chatting with him.

He clearly wasn't indifferent, yet he stood by and watched? Jiao Qiu asked himself, if he had the ability, he would definitely help without hesitation.

……

After several hours, Lu Qing said to Jiao Qiu.

"The wounded are coming, be prepared."

Then, Lu Qing returned to his small tent. As he had said, as long as a wounded person stepped into it, he would recover the person completely in an instant. Even if the person was dead, he could save him as long as his spirit was not hurt.

All the military doctors in the position were busy and took the initiative to welcome the wounded, but only Qing sat motionless in the tent.

Whenever a wounded person was brought in, he would heal them instantly. Before the person carrying the wounded person noticed what was happening, he would find that the seriously injured person was able to stand up immediately and was more energetic than him, who was only slightly injured.

"Oh my god? A miracle doctor?!"

Lu Qing didn't even look up, just sat there.

Soon, the situation of the seriously injured Yunqi spread throughout the camp, and some guys who were judged to be beyond saving by other military doctors were also carried to Luanqing.

Without exception, all injuries were healed the moment they stepped into the tent, at an extremely fast speed.

When they were overwhelmed at the beginning, the military doctors including Jiao Qiu did not notice that something was wrong, or they noticed it but had no time to pay attention.

But as the number of seriously injured people decreased, the military doctors who finally relaxed their guard noticed the inconspicuous little tent.

The wounded who had been treated by them were also carried into that place in an orderly manner by the Cloud Riders. No matter how serious their injuries were, they seemed to be uneasy until they went in, and they had to go in before they felt they were truly healed.

Seeing these energetic soldiers, the military doctors felt not only happy but also disbelief.

With such powerful people around, what else do we need them to do?

My heart is filled with extremely complicated emotions.

Gratitude? Excitement? Disbelief? Jealousy and other emotions filled the crowd.

My comrade's injury healed, and my workload decreased. These are two joyful things, so why did they happen at the same time?

All those who had recovered from their injuries were looking for Rangqing, but they could not find any trace of him.

For a moment, no one noticed that Jiao Qiu was missing.

Jiaoqiu was taken by Luqing to a deserted place.

"Is there anything you want to say? Just tell me the truth, what you really think in your heart."

"What does the envoy want us mortals to do? Just like in that battle, Yaoqing Fanghu Luofu lost tens of millions of soldiers and generals, and it was the light arrows of the imperial bow that ultimately ended the battle. We are powerless in the face of such a powerful force..."

"You mean, as long as the envoy is here, he can save countless people? Only the envoy can protect the lights of these thousands of homes?"

"That was not what I meant……"

"That's what you mean, isn't it? And what's more, this thought of yours has already penetrated deep into your heart after I displayed my power, hasn't it? Don't deny it. You can't deny yourself."

"That's the truth. Mortals can't do anything under such great power! Don't talk about those high-sounding things or any other theories..."

"In this world where the might of an individual can determine the outcome of a battle, the sacrifices of ordinary people are worthless..."

Jiaoqiu's grip became tighter and tighter.

Jiaoqiu believed that he was very good at cultivating his Qi, and that he had a kind personality and never had any disputes with others.

But the actions of this Envoy of Fertility in front of him had made him a little nervous. It was really inexplicable.

From the very beginning, he was saying some inexplicable things, inexplicably being familiar, inexplicably wanting to discuss some weird topics with me, and inexplicably belittling himself here.

What kind of person is this? Is this person normal? How does one enlighten others? Jiao Qiu just finds Lu Qing annoying.

Even clay figurines can be fiery, let alone a pink-haired fox that turns black when cut?

He admitted that he was useless and could do nothing, but he was also determined!

"Lord Envoy!! What good is all this talk of yours to do except to belittle me? If you wanted to irritate me, you succeeded!"

Jiao Qiu got angry and said that the other party was right, he was useless.

The other party is the envoy, he is not, what can he do.

"That's right, you can't save them, nor can you influence the outcome of the battle, but there is one thing you can do."

"what?"

"It's very simple, can't you just go and rescue the envoy?"

"Since you can't save the people of Limin, why don't you save those who can save the people of Limin?"

Jiao Qiu would definitely not accept Lu Qing's illogical bandit logic, but at this moment, with his blood boiling, he suddenly felt that what Lu Qing said made sense.

no problem.