On De'an's side, the camp was a little too quiet early in the morning.

Suddenly there was a wail of grief from the tent of King Fu, "Lord, Lord!"

The curtain of the tent was lifted from inside, and Dr. Gu ran out of the tent in a hurry.

"Doctor Gu, what's wrong? Oh, why is your face so bad?" someone grabbed Doctor Gu.

Doctor Gu's face turned pale, and when he was pulled by someone, he was still muttering to himself, "I'm going to get the medicine, I'm going to get the medicine." ”

"Doctor Gu, what are you doing with the medicine?" The person who came listened to Doctor Gu's mutter, his eyes flashed, but the expression on his face was even more concerned.

Doctor Gu's eyes gradually became focused, and he slowly stared at the face of the visitor, his lips trembled, but he didn't answer his question, "Yes, what are you doing with the medicine?"

The visitor paused, leaned forward, and asked in a low voice, "But the prince is not good?"

Doctor Gu raised his head suddenly, his body took a big step back, but his eyes dodged, and he shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about?

The person who came smiled and slapped his mouth, "Well, it's that I can't speak, so it's okay if the prince is fine." ”

The scolding just now seemed to exhaust all of Doctor Gu's strength, his back bent, and he muttered a little distractedly: "Yes, you are right, the prince will be fine, yes, I will go and get the medicine, take the medicine, the prince will be fine." ”

Doctor Gu muttered a little upside down, and ran away in a panic.

The person who came looked at his back running away, hooked the corners of his mouth, and quietly entered the camp of the Southwest Hou.

"Can't do it?" Nannan Hou raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised, "The effect of the medicine seems to be a little fast, I thought I would have to wait at least another five or six days." ”

"I heard that King Fu used to drink and have fun in Jinling all day long, and the body had already been hollowed out, so the medicinal properties would attack so quickly!" Yin Zhiheng said with a smile.

The subordinates quietly went to the tent to take a look, and King Fu's guards were a little panicked now. The pro-soldier who came to report bowed his head and said.

The corners of Nannanhou's mouth curled.

As the prince's personal guard, he did not protect the safety of King Fu, so that King Fu was injured to death, and the news spread to Jinling, I am afraid that these guards will have to accompany King Fu to the funeral.

"In the morning, I had nothing to do to talk to the guards and find out what they were talking about. "The Marquis of the Southwest ordered his own soldiers.

"Master Hou wants to recruit them?" Yin Zhiheng frowned, "Don't startle the snake!"

Those guards weren't soldiers they had trained.

"It is not a loss to us to use the enemy's men against the enemy. "Southwest Hou's face is scheming!

Yin Zhiheng frowned, remembering another thing, "By the way, what happened to what we said before?

Mentioning this, Nannanhou squinted and smiled, "Well, it is estimated that it will be delivered this afternoon, and it will be normal to send them back together at that time." ”

Yin Zhiheng listened, and the corners of his mouth were also raised.

After lunch, the number of soldiers in the camp gradually increased, and they usually took a nap in the tent before moving on to build the house.

Suddenly, the silence of the camp was disturbed by the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Hou Ye, Hou Ye, I have found Song Yanei, I have found Song Yanei!" With an urgent shout, the people in the entire camp were woken up!

Found Song Yanei?

Many soldiers who had already lay down sat up in surprise, listened carefully, and the people outside shouted that they had indeed found Song Yanei.

The soldiers all got up excitedly, lifted the curtain and ran out.

Especially the soldier brothers of the Praetorian Guard, all of them were excited.

When Song Yanzhao first took over the Praetorian Guard, he trained them with high intensity every day, and he was tired like a dog every day.

But when it came time for this disaster relief, they found that without Song Yanzhao's tired dog training, they simply did not have the physical strength to survive.

If it weren't for the daily training, they might have been swept away by the flood while playing, and they would not have the spirit and will to persevere, let alone save their own relatives!

In particular, the Praetorian Guards, who worked with the soldiers of the Southwest Army to provide disaster relief, felt even more deeply.

The same people were left by the disaster, or it may be that the flood broke out again during the rescue process, and the soldiers of the Southwest Army were exhausted after a few back and forth, unable to stand up, and some were even directly swept away by the flood.

And most of their Praetorian Guard brothers gritted their teeth and persevered.

At that moment, they were indescribably grateful to Song Yanzhao.

They dare not imagine how they could save their loved ones in such a natural disaster if they were still the same as before?

If this is a battlefield, they may have to go and never return!

And in the process of disaster relief, Song Yanzhao took the lead and has always been on the front line with them, and they only have respect and love for Song Yanzhao in their hearts.

However, after the flash flood, many of them went to look for it, but they never found any trace of Song Yanzhao.

This saddened many of the Praetorian Guard's brothers.

Now that I heard them say that they had found it, how could I not let them get excited.

Outside the curtain, Nannan Hou also rushed out excitedly, and Yin Zhiheng, who followed behind him, also looked very concerned.

"Have you found Song Yanei? Where are the others? Where are you now? Are you injured?" the Southwest Marquis grabbed the soldiers who came to report the news.

The soldier's expression darkened, and his tone was a little heavy, "We found Song Yanei in the valley where the flash flood occurred, and we ...... It's late, alas!"

The brothers of the Praetorian Guard felt a sigh in their hearts and rushed up one after another.

"Where are we?"

"What's wrong with our ya, tell me quickly!"

Song Yanzhao's commanding envoy stomped anxiously.

Nanxi Hou frowned, and shouted: "Say it quickly!"

The little soldier who reported the news pointed back, his tone was painful, and tears flowed down, "When we found Song Yanei, he had been bitten by a snake, and when we arrived, Yanai was already ......... Already went. ”

The whole camp fell into a deathly silence!

I don't know when, a few soldiers walked in carrying a stretcher.

Lying on the stretcher was a man with a dark face, black and purple lips, and a stiff body, which was a symptom of poisoning and death.

The most important thing is that the person lying on the stretcher has the face of Song Yanzhao!

The soldiers of the Praetorian Guard rushed up one after another, their faces sad.

Even the soldiers of the Southwest Army felt sour in their hearts, and they also followed Song Yanzhao to relieve the disaster together with the Praetorian Guard.

In the process of disaster relief, I was moved by Song Yanzhao bit by bit.

At present, the young general who took the lead has become a stiff corpse.

How can it not make people feel sad, grief!

The entire camp was plunged into an atmosphere of grief.

The Southwest Hou glanced at Yin Zhiheng, Yin Zhiheng understood, and shouted sadly, "Hey, Song Yanei, why did you go like this, what can you do with the brothers of the Praetorian Guard in the future?"

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