"Ah ... what is this?"
"The blood in my wound has stopped and is slowly healing."
This hundreds of thousands of wounded soldiers suddenly looked at his wound in amazement.
"I see. This is the light magic of the Holy Light (Temple di n)!"
"What? Bright magic?"
"Master Zhang turned out to be the divine magician of the Holy Light!
The wounded soldier looked up in shock, looking at the Zhang Xing floating in the sky.
Suddenly the soldiers lying on the ground suffering from the tortured because of their injuries, suddenly felt the pain disappear.
They opened their eyes.
"This is where?"
"Is it heaven?"
"I am dead and have come to holy heaven?"
They stared blankly at Bai Guang's world.
"You didn't die. It was the bright healing magic cast by Mr. Zhang. He saved us!"
A soldier next to him said excitedly.
At this moment, he just wanted to find someone to say this happy heart (qing).
And began to put into action.
As long as he was just awake, he ran over and said aloud.
After a moment, those who were awakened all kneeled down gratefully.
Zhang Xingmian (color) was solemn, with both hands waving, white (color) rays flew out.
The wounded were awakened in batches.
Ten minutes passed and Zhang Xing didn't mean to stop.
Twenty minutes passed and Zhang Xing continued.
Thirty minutes, forty minutes ...
"Master Zhang, please take a break!"
"Master Zhang, take care of yourself!"
The wounded could not bear Zhang Xing's overwork (((cao) c o) c o).
One after another said.
"Anyway, it will be fine soon."
Zhang Xing said lightly.
"Master Zhang ..."
The wounded were choked and speechless.
After half an hour, Zhang Xing slowly put away his magic.
Very exhausted from the air.
Heibao and Bai Sang came together to support him.
The wounded saw Zhang Xing lose his magic due to the transition, and the weak (body sh n) shadow could no longer hold back his gratitude (qing).
He said in unison: "Thank you, Lord Zhang, for saving your life, please worship us!"
Hundreds of thousands of people worshiped.
"Let's get up and rest. There will be tough battles tomorrow."
Zhang Xing waved his hand and turned (body sh n) to leave.
The tears moved by the wounded are like rain ...
This touching scene also saw tens of millions of soldiers at the same time.
Unconsciously, the soldiers felt that Master Zhang was much closer.
The senior men in the fortress all felt Zhang Xing's wrists were superb and he was very popular.
At this time, the generals looked at Zhang Xing's eyes much more cordially than looking at the fortress master.
The Lord of Liardenburg thought of Zhang Xing's bright magic.
Does he really come from the Holy Light (Temple di n)?
Those nine are his subordinates, will they be ...
Thinking of this, Liard shuddered inside.
Do not! impossible!
Holy knights are legendary beings.
They all appeared in the chaos era and shouldered the mission of cutting monsters and removing monsters.
How could it be possible to follow a young man walking the world.
Perhaps those nine people are another great (strong qiang) power of the Holy Light (Dian di n).
That big (strong qiang) army (body sh n) wears silver (color) armor and holds a cross sword in hand.
The world calls them, Crusader!
However, Liard didn't feel like it.
Because he had never seen the cross sword that symbolized justice on earth.
I have never seen them use light and sacred magic.
On the contrary, these nine people (kill sha) are so arrogant that their bloodthirsty is crazy, more like a **** madness.
Justice and evil emerge from their strange combination at the same time.
Liad was confused, he couldn't guess, couldn't see!
Sighing in my heart, shaking my head, setting aside these worries.
Although defeated today is glorious!
Zhang Xing's decision was correct. All the soldiers recovered their confidence and courage in this battle!
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