"Get up" He Lianheng said, "Since I am ill, you are not dereliction of duty."
Although men say that, they still look like they are blaming themselves.
Zong Jin always looks like a ghost when he sees a movie. Now the shadow armor is covered with messy cloaks and traces of blood and sediment have not been cleaned up. Instead, he feels much cuter than before. As their master and servant talked, Zong Jin followed the edge of the team and walked further behind, looking left and right for the trail of Jingzhao, but Jingzhao didn’t find it. He saw Wei Wei first.
"Wei Wei!"
"General zong …"
Wei Wei rode his horse on the flank. Although it was all about Hector’s territory, I was still afraid that bad guys would suddenly come to let him see Zongjin Wei Wei with some soldiers who were still able to move freely. It was like a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, General Zong was ill." "Have you ever seen a teenager about this tall?" Zongjin asked directly.
"General Zong said it was Jing Zhao?" Wei Wei said and looked back. "He has been guarding Jiang …"
"Ok, I’ll go and have a look first." Zong Jin’s words have already taken off. He took two steps, then retreated and rushed to Wei Wei, adding, "You can report back to me later when you get back to camp."
At the end of the "will obey"
Although this is Hector even home soldiers fighting hard on the battlefield, things have priorities and people also have weight points-the heaviest weight in it must be Jiang Yi.
There are quite a few experts who can be experts in HeLianHeng’s hand. All clans in the country are famous and have surnames, so it is necessary to count Jiangyi and Beitang.
Although Jiang Yi is a scout, he has excellent sneak ability, assassination ability and intelligence delivery speed. Each family either wants him to belong to their own people or wants to kill him. Killing Jiang Yi is tantamount to poking the blind eyes of He Lianheng. In the battlefield, there is no eye to surrender and separate.
The team continued to walk slowly in the forest on the outskirts of Yizhou. Zong Jin and He Lianheng almost reached the center of the queue.
Jiangyi was lying on a cart pushed by two soldiers and walked slowly. The cart was still standing with a bald eagle standing beside Jiangyi, and your Zongjin and He Lianheng couldn’t speak. It was Jiangyi’s back-his armor had taken off and he was dressed in cloth and cut open to reveal the meat inside. Half of his back was covered with blood scabs, and even Zongjin couldn’t help but breathe in a gasp when he saw this back injury.
"Brother … Lord …" Jingzhao really stood by Jiang Yi’s side. When he saw Zongjin’s illness, his eyes lit up slightly, but soon he was occupied by worry. "Jiang ruled him … and he was badly hurt …"
"…" He Lianheng was silent for a moment and asked him sternly, "Why didn’t Jiang Yi treat the wound?"
Better to follow behind him, and his face is ugly, self-reproachful and resistant. "… we returned to Gan ‘an in the wild; The doctor in the barracks can handle it hastily, but … But Jiang Yi’s injury is too serious, and Fugen dare not say that there is a horse and please ask a famous doctor to treat it … "
He Lianheng looked at him coldly. "Then why don’t you please?"
"It will take two days for the doctor to come over once; I just took the initiative to take Jiangyi back to Yizhou first … "Ning Cha said," Please punish the Lord if you are guilty at the end! "
How much pressure has been put on Ningcha’s back all the way? Even Heng Zongjin can estimate it.
-Although Helianheng made it possible to "retreat three miles" into Ganan’s territory, whether it was stationed on the sidelines or directly withdrawing troops … It would be better to judge whether Jiang Yi was seriously injured in the same way, whether to wait two days for Ganan’s doctor to heal or to get back to Qizhou first, and it would be better to judge whether your order was in need. And making autonomy even more painful for people, this test is not only better than the judgment of generals, but also the tacit understanding between He Lianheng and his subjects.
On how to look at it, it is good and bad to do it.
He Lianheng heaved a sigh of relief. "Get up and go back to Chizhou."
"Yes!"
Those HeLianHeng brought soldiers seven hands and feet to take over the work of the slightly injured, and carried a stretcher to carry a stretcher to help Jiang Yi. Now this situation is really brought back to Jizhou. Seeing his terrible injury, the general healers are probably afraid to treat him by hand. There are also several powerful doctors in Helian’s family who can count on one or two.
They were just about to paint like smoke again, and they caught up with them.
Although women can ride horses, they are not skilled in riding, and they can’t walk slowly behind the team, so Zong Jin’s horses are painted like smoke and they don’t know it. She didn’t realize that she had met someone until all the ranks went to help.
Her hurried footsteps drew Zong Jin and He Lianheng back; But before she could run to the cart, she stood still.
"Brother …" Paint smoke vaguely called.
Don’t say that her voice is so low. Even if you put firecrackers in Jiang Yi’s ear, Jiang Yi can’t hear you.
Moment paint smoke was said to be presumptuously squeezed from Zongjin and Helianheng. She threw herself on the cart and burst into tears. She trembled slightly to see Jiang Yi hurt her. She wanted to touch her hands but was afraid to touch them, so she froze and shivered. "Brother, brother …"
The queue was just about to start when she arrived.
But paint smoke that want to cry but abruptly held back the appearance is really a softhearted beauty, let a person can’t bear to refuse, not to mention the beauty shed tears for a moment and then Zong Jin opened his eyes and said, "… let’s start first and get hurt like that without delay."
"Well" He Lianheng nodded "Drag her away"
Ning almost turned his head and grabbed the arm painted like smoke; The pushcart soldier pushed the cart forward while she was pulled up.
"You let me go! Let me go! " Paint smoke struggling with a pair of beautiful eyes staring at the cart Jiang Yi "meaning brother meaning brother …"
Ning Cha can’t always be responsible for catching her, so he raises his eyebrows and signals Jing Zhao to help paint smoke. When it is handed over to Jing Zhao, the struggle is even worse. "Let me go!"
"Sister! Sister ….. "Shouted Jingzhao, clutching her arm." You’ll delay kung fu and treat Jiang’s injury … "
Paint like smoke is still struggling badly regardless of it.
"You listen to me! You listen to me … "JingZhao some hold not to live, she was in a hurry and shouted at the paint smoke" you don’t get in the way here! ！”
This roar was not small, and the paint was stunned by him.
Jingzhao immediately accepted "… either … Sister Jiang is still alive. It’s really impossible to delay"
“……”
"I know that my sister’s heart is uncomfortable." Jingzhao frowned slightly. "I was more sad than you when I saw her for the last time …"
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Minor injuries are cultivated in Zhangzhou military camp and looked after by military doctors; Seriously injured, the soldiers in the camp temporarily set up a camp to temporarily let them recuperate in the camp. Jiangyi was rushed back to the three doctors of Helianfu to treat his injuries. Paint smoke in front of the couch, listening to the doctors’ orders to help clean his wounds.
Le Zhengxin injured Jiang Yi in the first round when he set up gunpowder.
Half of his back was injured and burned, and gravel and blades were embedded in the meat. After a little cleaning, the blood was mixed with pus.
Paint like smoke shed tears and wiped away Cheng without saying a word for him.