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In addition to the low morale of the military camps in the pass, many other customs-keeping matters have been rearranged, and military affairs have not been delayed.

This time, while fighting and defending, most of the soldiers returned with injuries, and there were only dozens of doctors in the army, and they were all self-taught, so Bai Yunmo was very busy.

Two days ago, Bai Yunmo was still dragged back to the tent by Zisang before she would take a break, and in the morning, she rushed to the big tent where the injured were placed.

Feeling that the person in his arms was about to get up lightly, but afraid of shocking her, Zisang clenched his hands, his eyes were still closed due to sleepiness: "Lie down for a while, you just came back last night. "

Up to this time, I have only slept for four or five hours in the morning, and my face is obviously thinner than when I first came here.

Bai Yunmo kissed her, and after only being honest for a while, she still made up her mind to get up: "There are over a hundred seriously injured, including the disabled, and there are still many slightly injured soldiers waiting to be seen and treated. Just get over it."

Although there were too many wounded, Master said that the healers are benevolent, but they will do their best to help them if they can be cured.

"It's you, you don't need to accompany me anymore, sleep more." Bai Yunmo got up, put on her clothes, and reached out to help Zisang tuck the quilt.

Zisang held the hand holding the quilt and opened his eyes. He looked at the person in front of him. He was obviously not yet 15 years old, and he was learning to be a sage doctor.

Taking a closer look, a pair of originally bright eyes were bloodshot due to days of exhaustion. Zisang felt distressed and felt a little helpless. He opened his mouth to nibble on that hand, and then said, "Help me change my clothes."

Bai Yunmo laughed at her, imitating her old way, pinching her face with his hands: "Sleep a little longer, I'll come and help you later."

"No, but now, I have military affairs, so I can only accompany you every morning and evening, how can I easily miss this opportunity."

In the past, Zisang almost always followed the example of other soldiers in the army. He took off his helmet and fell asleep. Since Bai Yunmo came, he sometimes slept without clothes.

"I like it when you help me get dressed."

"I like serving you."

In the past few years, Bai Yunmo probably studied how women serve their husbands in brothels.

Putting the helmet on Zisang, Bai Yunmo looked around very proudly: "Red makeup is elegant, cold armor is a scarf."

"It seems that not only learned medicine from Luo Zhong, but also learned some coaxing words from the girls in the building."

So he beat her again: "Hurry up and bring me the medical officer's box."

"Bold doctor, is this county also yours to command?"

"Bring the lady's box."

"As ordered."

At this time, it is not yet in the army to get up in the morning, and there are few people walking around, only the fires are dimly moving around.

Zisang followed Bai Yunmo into the army tent, his nose was filled with stench.

Bai Yunmo walked forward with an oil lamp in his hand. Under the small light, maroon bloodstains were faintly visible on the quilt and felt blanket.

There was a faint cry of pain in the tent, Bai Yunmo walked through the middle, saw the wounded soldier who was awakened by the pain, and went forward to check the injury.

"These wounds were treated a few days ago. Take care of them today. If there is nothing wrong, you can just take the decoction later." Bai Yunmo helped the wounded soldiers untie the bandages that tied the wounds, revealing a large area of ​​bloodstains.

Zisang stepped forward to help hold the lamp to see clearly that the wounded soldier's entire right arm was broken, and there was still some blood oozing from the wound.

When the wound was being cleaned, the wounded soldier kept saying □□some resistance: "Medical officer, is there any medicine for me to die, don't save me, I don't want to live."

"Escaping death, thinking about death very well." Zisang thought that even when she learned that the Taiguo Temple fire burned everything she used to, she never thought of committing suicide, and there was a little anger in her words.

To be dead is to really have nothing to do with everything.

The wounded soldier gritted his teeth and shed tears with pain on his face, and wept together: "Without my arm, how can I survive? The wife at home will also despise me."

"Then you have to go back and ask your wife what she means. Besides, there is another arm, which will always come in handy."

Bai Yunmo helped him re-tie the wound, and said: "No matter how bad it is, you still have a mouth to speak and eyes to see. You can be a guardian of the courtyard and the field."

But after they talked, they stood up and looked at each other, still sighing.

They don't know what will happen afterward, they only know but listen to what they can persuade.

The sky gradually brightened, and light gradually penetrated into the tent, and then the oil lamp was turned off.

Looking at the entire military tent, it is full of afterimages, some arms are broken, or they are standing on crutches.

Because of these reasons, many soldiers lamented and felt that life was hopeless, and some were even unwilling to change their medicines.

Bai Yunmo would persuade her first, and if she didn't listen, she would write down the name and ignore it.

Zisang didn't understand the meaning of it, and when he saw Bai Yunmo take down the names of the soldiers carefully several times in a row, he became suspicious: "Why are you memorizing the names?"

"Like this, if I just try to persuade him, it won't help. Some people get into the corner by themselves. Even if you say it's broken, he's still in the corner."

"I know this, but why did you write down his names?"

"Let the senior military doctors in the army come."

"What's the difference?"

Bai Yunmo wiped the sweat from her forehead with her hands, carried the suitcase on her back and walked out, smiling: "I won't tell you?"

Zisang shook his head: "You will be dealt with like this."

When I got out of the account, I saw some generals holding a booklet to count the number of people, and asked why it was so special.

The general said that these are all privates who stay in the army will only increase the inconvenience in vain, and when the injuries get better, they will be sent back to their hometowns.

It should have been like this, but when I thought about how energetic I was when I entered the army, I thought that after enlisting in the army, I would put on a horse and armor, with my gun in my hand, and my military achievements would be handed down from generation to generation. How could I have thought that when I came back, I would be alone, with a broken body and a broken heart, and I would be desolate and afraid Difficult to adapt.

Zisang was silent again, he didn't know what to say, as if everything should be like this, but he couldn't tell why it should be like this.

Compared with these seriously injured, although the minor injuries are all just treated with medicine to remove pus and blood, the number is twice as many as the seriously injured, and several large tents need to be taken care of.

Pang Cong also had some light armored soldiers to help, but in the end they were all rough and messy.

Bai Yunmo studied under a famous doctor, and he always went to and from your royal palace, or sat in Yaosou, surrounded by neat little boys or maid assistants. When he came here, he could only rely on himself for everything. Although Zisang was by his side, it was much easier. , in the end but can't wait for long.

Seeing Bai Yunmo so busy that he didn't even have the time to gossip, Zisang couldn't bear it.

Knowing that she was not around, Bai Yunmo worked even harder, thinking of her servants, so she said: "I'll go and inform General Zhou, and ask him to come and help you during the day."

In this way, both of them felt that it was appropriate, since the three of them had a lot of free time anyway, so it was best to let them all follow along and do some work.

Hearing the sound of the trumpet, Zisang had no choice but to go outside the army. She was the general's attendant anyway, so she couldn't just hang around all day long.

After returning from the First World War, Zhou Zai's beard has become much grayer, his eyes are bloodshot, but his back is still broad and strong, and he walks in the army with awe-inspiring dignity.

Seeing his bloodshot eyes, Zisang made a guess in his heart: "Is Manda still unwilling to speak?"

"Well, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't say anything. When the reinforcements arrive, we will guard first and adapt accordingly."

"Then the promise of the first battle in the spring?"

This first spring battle was decided in the court, if there is no fight, Zhou Zai will definitely be attacked by the officials.

At that time, his military power as a general had to be handed over no matter what.

If you fight, judging from the current situation, there is no chance of winning.

"Do you think you can fight?" Zhou Zai's cheeks on both sides of his face were obviously floating, and he was annoyed but helpless.

Nanliang is not without soldiers. If the whole country is united, at least 60 troops can be raised, and the two prefectures of Yanfeng can divide 25 troops for defense. The remaining troops are enough to compete with Dongchi.

But in the current situation, everyone is in danger, and they support their own self-respect, and sneak through Chen Cang.

Less than [-] troops have come to Dongchi and Beichang's allied forces. If Nanliang dies, the country is not rich and the soldiers are not strong.

"There are no whole eggs under the nest, are they still trying to survive under the silver armor of Dongchi?" Zi Sang was still deeply impressed by the daily eye-catching and sharp-tongued officials in the court.

When I attended the court in the royal palace as His Royal Highness Shijun, I only felt that these people were intrigue every day, which was very boring, so I often ignored it.

Now seeing the soldiers of Nanliang, either bleeding on the battlefield, or returning wailing, I realized that such people are not only boring, but also frantic.

Zhou Zai snorted coldly: "If you have read some national history, you also know that before the Four Kingdoms, the whole world occupied its own territory, and Nanliang was the most prosperous place. Back then, it was a dozen small countries. Dongchi, but after all the country of Dongchi is far away, these courtiers may have planned that if the country is destroyed, they will stand on their own, if the country survives, they will support those who are beneficial to them to ascend to the throne in Nanliang, and it will be beneficial to advance and retreat, so why not for."

Why not do it, because of your own pleasure, let the world suffer from misery.

Grandpa Wang must have been in a state of desperation in the palace this time, it's hard for his body, an old man has to sit on the throne all day long to balance the forces of all parties.

"It seems that the express letter of the last call for troops has not yet been answered."

"Well, there must be some opposition in the court."

There will always be people who will obstruct it, but the form of Jingxuan Pass is extremely important at the moment, and the matter of increasing troops is urgent.

"Have you ever thought about it, general, what if there is no increase in troops?"

Zhou Zai was silent, and just strode forward, they are still going back to the position of Fenggu today.

Dongchi should have thought long ago that the Nanliang army would attack and destroy the fortifications. The craftsmen were well prepared, but in just five or six days, all the ladder frames were repaired.

So the old drama is still on.

The archers from Nanliang on the upper side were tirelessly shooting arrows on the edge of the cliff, while the soldiers from Dongchi on the lower side kept firing their crossbows as usual.

After the fortifications were completed, Dongchi soldiers really dug down, trying to penetrate the ground from the bottom down.

But it was cold, the soil was hard, and the progress was slow, but they were really patient, digging a little bit every day.

When he arrived at Huifeng Valley, looking at the tens of thousands of silver armored soldiers defending the fortifications in the valley, Zhou Zai said in a gloomy voice, "If there is no increase in troops, there is only a deadly battle."

He didn't dare to say the outcome. In Zhou Zai's heart, he didn't want to say the word defeat, but only this time, in addition to loyalty and bravery, he felt more guilty.

Seeing that his expression was different, Zisang changed the subject and talked about the wounded soldiers: "Bai Yunmo brought a few servants with her when she entered the camp. She now goes back and forth in the army every day to take care of the wounded and needs help."

"Is the person she brings reliable?"

Bai Yunmo's entry into the military camp is already a violation of the military system, but since she joined the army, she can be seen wherever there are injuries, not to mention that she is Zhou Zai's savior, so it is not easy to use military law. to deal with her.

But if there are idlers walking around in the army, Zhou Zai always feels that something is wrong.

"They're all my servants, so there shouldn't be any problem." Although Lu Fengyu was the one who thought of Miss Boyu, she thought that she had saved Bai Yunmo after all, so she shouldn't be a bad person, so she skipped mentioning it.

Zhou Zai thought for a while. Injuries in the army are always difficult. It is rare for a medical officer like Bai Yunmo to condescend, so he nodded: "You can figure it out. Speaking of it, you are still Shijun."

At this time, Shijun's identity was suddenly mentioned, and both of them smiled.

A good Shijuner is fighting the enemy bloody on this battlefield.

Zisang took the bow and found a gap on the edge of the cliff to shoot arrows. When the arrows fell down one by one, she no longer felt the panic she had at the beginning.

Although she didn't know why it had to be like this, but since she raised her sword and confronted the enemy head-on, she understood that if either you die or I die.

You have to choose one of the two, no one will care about your cause and effect.

Every night when the Dongchi soldiers alternated, the soldiers on the fortifications also retreated. At this time, it was time for a group of archers to finish their work.

The light armored soldier in charge of protecting Zisang pulled Zisang up from the ground.

Zisang turned around and saw that he was also a recruit, about 20 years old, a little chubby, but he was very steady when holding the shield, and his hands never shook.

Putting the arrow back on his back, Zisang smiled slightly: "Thank you."

"fine."

The recruit breathed a sigh of relief, then knelt on the ground with his hands clasped together, his face turned to Yue's closed eyes and he squinted for a while, then kowtowed again before getting up.

It was the first time I saw someone do something like this. After he got up, Zisang asked him, "What's the meaning?"

"My grandma taught it. She said that the battlefield is dangerous. Every morning when I wake up, I ask the Buddha to bless me. If I am alive, I will kowtow to the Buddha as a wish."

This is interesting, Zisang stretched out his hand and touched his chest, where he wore a Jade Buddha of All Things given by Bai Yunmo, but he never cared about it.

She has long forgotten Buddha.

Looking at the moon in the sky half covered by dark clouds, the recruit sighed and said, "It's almost the beginning of the new year, and my grandma will help me with my shoes every year at this time."

When removing the old and ushering in the new, ordinary people usually take out the materials accumulated in the early days to give shoes to their children, in order to take the auspicious meaning of step by step.

A soldier next to him heard the beginning of the year, and he came forward and said: "It's a good time to eat meat, hey, Dongchi is also true, there is no way to send troops to attack the city in winter, otherwise I will wait for the beginning of the year." Eat the pork head made by my mother."

It turns out that another year will pass, that is to say, in half a month, it will be the seventh year of Qing'an Jia, and the 67th year of Duke Qingxi's reign.

According to the old doctor Luo Zhong, it should be Grandpa Wang's last New Year's Eve. Unfortunately, in the past, the children and grandchildren celebrated the New Year with their knees, but now the officials are full of admonitions, and it is difficult to care about the east and west sides of the border.

Who is he going to give up the throne to?

Zisang kept his head down all the way, only thinking about something, and he didn't notice it until Li Juli approached, but even if he found it, he might not recognize him.

Today's Li Juli has completely changed his outfit, his armor is blue-gray, and there are still some bloodstains on it, presumably it was taken off from the wounded soldiers two days ago.

Li Juli didn't think it was bad for the dead to pass through, but he was beaming: "I'm not imposing, I can be regarded as an elite soldier now, I asked the captain, he said let me practice more fast riding, next time I kill the enemy if I have merit Put me in the fine cavalry."

"Very good, very good."

Zisang lifted Li Juli's arm that was on his shoulders, and asked him following the words of the previous soldiers: "It's almost the end of the year, do you miss home?".

"of course."

Li Juli muttered: "There is too little meat in the army, so I just want my mother's cooking and roasted game."

"Is there a letter to send home?"

"Hey, I posted it. I also told them that I met a good friend, and I will take it back to show them when I have time."

"Forget that you understand and didn't say it directly."

"That's right, I'm not stupid."

After returning to the camp to bid farewell to Li Juli, Zi Sangzi went to look for Bai Yunmo first and caught up with them just after finishing their work in the army tent.

Bai Yunmo had been busy all day, and her hair was disheveled. Zisang immediately frowned, went up to her and whispered in her ear: "Anyway, I can't finish my work. It's the same if I leave it to the next day."

"How can we delay life-saving matters?"

Azhu next to him had tears in his eyes. He had never seen his master work so hard. He packed the box and handed it to Bai Yunmo: "Don't tire yourself out."

If he is exhausted, he will be guilty of the crime.

The two soldiers at the back were also watching over the three outsiders, they were a little impatient after watching the whole day, so they just shouted: "Okay, okay, let's go back."

So A Zhu had no choice but to leave with Bo Yu and the soldiers.

"It's so embarrassing that they're like a prisoner here with me."

There was no one around, and his hands were slowly but gently brought together, Zisang took Bai Yunmo's box and held it in his hands: "But you can't drive them away."

"Mother gave them a death order, and they listened to mother's orders better than mine."

No matter how great the young master of the Bai family is, how can he compare to the head of the Bai family? Besides, the young master has always been unwilling to take over the affairs of the business company, so it conflicts with his wife's orders, and most of the servants listen to his wife.

Zisang pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "I seem to have heard about Azhu's letter from his wife?"

"Well, for the first year of the new year, except for the time when I was with you when I was eight years old, I stayed with my mother afterwards. She seemed to feel sad and hoped that I could come back."

I still remember that when I was young, the dumb uncle was seriously ill, and Zisang didn't know how to count the days, but the good mother-in-law kept nagging all day long that the first year of the year should pay for shoe soles.

There was no material for her to toss and turn, so I could only pick some wild boar skins and let her wring them around.

After many days of tossing and twisting, five soles were produced, one of which was specially made for the dumb uncle who only had one foot.

Zisang and Bai Yunmo each had a pair. The good mother-in-law was old and her eyesight was not good enough, so the shoes she made were too small, so Zisang gave Bai Yunmo her own pair to wear.

Recalling those years, Bai Yunmo felt a little dejected: "They lived so hard all their lives, but like me, I was born rich and clinging to my body, but I couldn't share some of it for them to enjoy."

"Didn't you send people back to Liekou Village later, and gave a lot of property to the good mother-in-law and Juli's family?"

After the two entered the tent, Zisang reached out and took out the horn comb from Bai Yunmo's arms.

Sitting Bai Yunmo on the stone bench, Zisang carefully helped her take off the loose little crown, spread her long hair behind her shoulders, and combed her finely.

Following the hands behind her, Bai Yunmo fell backwards into Zisang's arms, all the fatigue during the day was here.

His eyes slowly closed: "Don't you remember, the good mother-in-law passed away not long after you left, and the Juli family is unwilling to accept my money."

Uncle Li had talked about this with Zisang, saying that he had never seen so much money in his life, and that he always thought about making a fortune before, but when he saw it, he felt very guilty.

The family didn't dare to ask for it, and felt that it would be safe to hunt and be rich by themselves.

Where the corner comb passes, the ink is painted with ink, which makes the powder surface like jade, and there is a small lamp next to it, holding out the waist of the willow.

Zisang put down the corner comb, picked up Bai Yunmo, laid it gently on the bed, and undressed her: "I never thought that I would be with me again this year. It was in Xuanzhou at that time, and now it is also the border of Xuanzhou. He returned to the original place."

Bai Yunmo was very sleepy, and let Zisang serve her. Thinking about it, this was the first time she did this, and she felt warm in her heart: "You still dare to see you again, and I feel that these are fates that cannot be escaped."

Zisang lightly tapped her smooth forehead with his lips: "Then let's live together from now on."

Bai Yunmo was a little confused. She seemed to have seen a few times of cheers in Qinghuan Tower in a half-dream, and the songs were recorded, so she murmured: "It's best to wait with mother and her, and said a lot of things in the letter, talking about me. , flirtatious, say me, fascinated by love..."

Zisang smiled, took off his outer armor, put on his single clothes and tucked himself into the quilt, and hugged the drowsy sleeper: "Is it because I am so beautiful that I am blinded by it."

The small lamp oil on the side jumped slightly, covering the dazzling array of beautiful things in the tent, in the darkness.

Warm rhyme and flowing fragrance, share the pillow with Qing, and go to the gorgeous banquet.