Yang Si squinted, barely seeing Jiang Pengji coming from the backlight.

He endured the pain and stood up with the uninjured hand supporting the stone under him, and Jiang Rongqin helped him when he saw this.

"Sinner Yang Si, I have seen the lord. ”

Yang Si stepped forward to greet him a few steps, Jiang Pengji had already approached the horse, turned over and dismounted neatly, and lifted Yang Si up with one hand.

"What sinner is not a sinner?" Jiang Pengji's brows were furrowed, and her eyes were staring at the white cloth tied around his shoulder, because Yang Si's movement was a little large, the wound that had just stopped bleeding burst open, and a little bit of bright red slowly seeped out, and a blush appeared.

Yang Si's face turned pale and said ashamedly, "The sinner's improper command caused thousands of soldiers to die and die alone......"

Jiang Pengji thought something was going on, and he couldn't be blamed for this thing.

A fool will gain a thousand thoughts, and a wise man will lose a thousand thoughts.

Yang Si is a human being, not a natural brain——

No, even the Heavenly Brain has gone wrong, let alone a mortal?

In the final analysis, this can't be regarded as Yang Si's fault, and the blame can only be blamed on the enemy's chess skills.

He's good, he's going to take the blame.

"How can there be immortals in war?"

Thousands of elites died here, and Jiang Pengji was also distressed, but this is not a reason to throw the blame indiscriminately and shirk responsibility.

Yang Si's lips fluttered for a long time, and his bloodshot eyes unexpectedly shone with water, which made others faintly sad.

"In this matter, you have tried your best to deal with the enemy, and even preserved most of the troops, what am I blaming you for?" Jiang Pengji said helplessly, "If you feel that you can't go away, then take care of your injuries." This time he suffered a loss in the hands of Han Yu, and next time he will find the field. ”

Yang Si stopped losses in time, and more than 10,000 elites guaranteed more than 6,000.

Most of the casualties were in the Guxu Canyon, and in that case, some people could still be withdrawn, who could say that Yang Si had no success?

Jiang Pengji's gaze turned to Qin Gong and said, "Captain Qin is seriously injured, why don't you let the medical soldiers deal with it properly?"

In ancient times, medical skills were backward, and in her time, missing arms and legs could grow back in minutes, and it would not work if she left it here.

Although Qin Gong did not miss an arm or leg, the wound on his body was still quite terrifying, and there was a palm-long scratch on his face.

was suddenly named by Jiang Pengji, and Qin Gong's thoughts wandered out of the world.

"Lord, lord—"

Qin Gong shouted, his brain was still chaotic, so that he suddenly lost his speech, not knowing what to say.

Jiang Pengji said calmly, "If there is anything to talk about later, Captain Qin will go and deal with the wound first, so as not to lose too much blood." ”

Qin Gong thought that he would wait for a stormy reprimand, but it turned out to be warm care, which scared him a little.

Accustomed to a willful lord like Xu Fei, Qin Gong was already mentally prepared for the seventy-two tricks.

No matter what the reason, it is an indisputable fact that Qin Gong led his troops but lost nearly forty percent of his soldiers and horses.

If the lord is furious because of this, and he uses military law to deal with him, he will not complain.

Jiang Pengji didn't know what Qin Gong was thinking, if he knew, he would roll his eyes.

Is she the kind of indiscriminate lord?

"Lord, Sirang Gongliao led the remnants to evacuate first. Yang Si sat back on the boulder slowly, secretly breathed a deep sigh of relief, and suppressed the pain of the wound, "Gongliao doesn't know that the Lord has arrived with reinforcements, can you send a messenger to call him back?"

Jiang Pengji joked, "Naturally, otherwise Gongliao will run in the wrong direction and run to the enemy's lair." ”

At that moment, Jiang Pengji sent a messenger to recover Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan was a little confused at first, and grabbed the messenger and asked three or four times before accepting the surprise.

He collapsed suddenly, and there was an expression of crying and laughing on his face.

"God bless the lord - God bless our army-"

After the ecstasy, Cheng Yuan inquired about Yang Si and Qin Gong's situation in detail, and learned that the two were still alive, Cheng Yuan almost cried.

He hurriedly assembled his troops and horses and returned along the same route.

When he fled, his heart was so heavy that it seemed like a mountain had been crushed, and all kinds of negative emotions weighed him down.

When he went, Cheng Yuan couldn't wait to put a pair of Hot Wheels on the bottom of his feet, and flew over with a thud.

The horses galloped, the sleeves were filled with wind, and the hairbands that tied the hair flew non-stop.

By the time he arrived with his troops, the humble camp had been set up, and pots had been set up on piles of bonfires, and omnivorous food was boiling in them.

The smell of food wafted into everyone's nostrils, causing a thunderous sound in everyone's stomachs.

The surviving soldiers were so hungry that they wanted to eat the white rice as soon as it was baked.

The hot rice rolled in their mouths several times, scalding them to the point of shivering.

Their tongues were burned red, and they were reluctant to spit it out, but swallowed it instead.

The heat rolled down the mouth into the esophagus, hot, warm and satisfying, and many people had burst into tears, hugging the bowl and whimpering.

Others were so anxious that they grabbed the rice with their hands, cried for a while, and laughed again.

These days, they drink water and eat weeds and bark, and they can only tie their belts when they are so hungry that they can only tighten their belts, and a group of people have long been so hungry that their eyes are blue.

The same is true for Yang Si, but now he has encountered a more embarrassing accident.

His entire right arm was tightly wrapped and hung on his chest, and his left hand was very unnatural with chopsticks.

It's okay to have large pieces, but you can still clip them up if you are awkward, and he can't clip those that are cut small.

"Alas—I hate myself for not being a filial piety—" Yang Si was envious for a while, and put down his chopsticks unhappily. Wei Ci's left and right hands are very flexible, the left hand is comparable to the right hand with chopsticks, and the handling of official documents is also two-handed, such a stunt cannot be learned by ordinary people.

Just as he was thinking, there was an extra wooden soup spoon in front of him.

"Thank you, Captain Jiang—"

Yang Si was a little flattered.

This female captain is usually too cold, except for the lord, she doesn't let go of the second person in her eyes.

Yang Si has always dared not provoke such a person.

She was able to bring herself a spoonful of soup, and it was like the sun rising in the west.

"No thanks, it's inconvenient for the military advisor to use chopsticks, I'm afraid I will lose my honor in front of the lord-"

Yang Si: "......"

Hehe, the sun really rose in the east today, and this hard-to-get school captain never left the lord in three words.

Yang Si couldn't help muttering, and Jiang Rongqin, who was on the tip of his ear, faintly heard his name.

"Strategist?"

Yang Si coughed lightly, scooped the soup spoon to eat, and avoided Jiang Rongqin.

However, Jiang Pengji heard what Yang Si said.

Her gaze swept over Jiang Rongqin, her face was as motionless as a mountain, and she was secretly worried in her heart.

Taking advantage of Jiang Pengji's meal, the frightened audience quietly poked their heads out, and a few barrages finally appeared on the blank screen.

[Shen]: Excuse me - can I send a barrage now?

[That Season]: Yes, it should be okay, right?

The audience of the two planes cried stormily in their hearts, even if they were separated by one plane, but the murderous aura made them tremble.

When watching the live broadcast, they always felt that Jiang Pengji would suddenly shout, split the screen with a knife, and slaughtered them.