How can you tell from a pile of pureed meat that it is the puree of a Rouran or the puree of a comrade?

The answer is: it's impossible to tell.

But He Mulan can try to use forensic methods to find the group of people who died at the beginning, and then distinguish which ones are the soldiers of Great Wei from the physical evidence.

It's mysterious, but it's just a matter of narrowing down the scope and exploring the clues.

The sergeants of the right army lit a huge bonfire around her, and hundreds of soldiers carried torches to light the valley for Hermulan.

They all knew that when the men from the camp came tomorrow morning, it would be swept away and burned to ashes, so everyone was in a race against time.

In fact, most people know that this kind of attempt is just useless, just for peace of mind.

He Mulan crouched in the mess, carefully lifting all kinds of broken corpses with his hands, trying to find traces of the target deceased in various details such as armor, hair, and teeth.

The Rouran people eat little vegetables, have ulcers in the mouth, and have certain diseases on the nails and skin, which is the disease that He Mullan saw in the high-roller people.

And because of the presence of Han quartermasters in the Black Mountain camp, at least they can often drink vegetable soup, and sometimes they can occasionally eat a few frozen pears or something.

In addition, the first to die has begun to show corpse spots, and the skin of those who have trampled to death is shorter.

But in fact, these are not complete evidence, but only rough results made by Mullan based on various circumstances.

But who cares what she says? When she dug up a part and said that it might be, there were always countless soldiers rushing forward, carrying out the tenet of "I will recognize him even if he is turned to ashes", and must bring the person back.

Later, He Mullan gradually understood that what these soldiers of the Right Army might need was not the corpses of their comrades, but some kind of spiritual comfort. And she, the "Xuanyi Mulan" in the Right Army, is not able to understand the Xuan, but can give them some kind of "professional" guidance.

Just like every time she said to the family of the deceased, "He didn't go very painfully", even if these people may have doubts in their hearts, they will be relieved by the result because of her status as a "forensic doctor".

Sometimes, that's what people need.

Hermulan, who had obtained this result, was much less stressed about finding all the bodies of the dead, and many times, when she could not confirm it, while she was still hesitating, a survivor would reach out and swear that it might be which part of it, and then happily wrapped the piece and prepared to go back and burn it alone.

The only body that Hermulan had recovered in its entirety was a soldier who had been crushed in a gap by several horses, and he looked very young, definitely no more than thirty years old. But for an ancient man, thirty years old has almost completed most of his life.

And he was actually the younger brother of a certain survivor, which made He Mullan suddenly understand what the old lieutenant surnamed Lu meant when he said "We are all veterans".

Hermulan found only half of his body, a large part of which had been shaved off from his left shoulder. He Mullan compared around for a long time, found a severed limb that "suspected" to be his arm, and carefully placed it next to his body.

Of the five hundred cavalry, only more than 120 survived, and more than 370 died, and He Mulan only found nearly 100 stumps of "suspected remains of the deceased", but it was impossible for any forensic doctor to affirm the result by such unprofessionalism and made these survivors cry like a child.

He Mulan worked all night, from dark to dawn, and when the first white on the horizon appeared in the sky, He Mulan was also startled by the mess all over his body.

For the sake of convenience, she had already taken off her armor and searched only in the single jacket inside. But because there was a bonfire around her, and there were □□ people holding torches, she didn't feel cold at all.

She was originally wearing a thick stone blue coat, but now it is gray-brown, and she can't see her original color at all. Her hair, hands, and nails were full of suspicious debris and dirt, and He Mullin wondered how she could clean her body in an era when there was no soap, no disinfectant, and nothing.

At least in modern times, they all work with gloves, shoe covers, and overalls.

It seems that I will go back and consult with the butchers who are in charge of slaughtering the cattle and sheep in the army.

"It's dawn......"

The old lieutenant looked at the sun in the sky unwillingly, as if he could stare back at it.

"yes, it's dawn."

He Mulan's legs were numb, and he slowly stood up.

Because she had maintained a squatting posture for a long time, the moment she stood up, her eyes suddenly went dark, and the surroundings were also spinning, and it was all thanks to the quick eyes of the soldiers on the side that she did not fall into a pile of corpses.

"Oops, I can't stand on my feet, thank you......" He Mulan naturally thanked him, reached out to rub his eyes, and suddenly remembered that his hands were not clean, and took them back.

"I'll pull myself together and make one last effort."

"Is it okay when it's dawn?"

Many soldiers stubbornly believed that Mulan could "understand the mysteries", and the night was always associated with ghosts, and they thought that He Mulan would not have the ability to talk to ghosts during the day, so they blinked at each other in surprise.

"Yes, the miscellaneous battalion is coming at dawn, and the Chinese army and the Eagle Yang army are also coming to collect military merits."

Where did He Mullan know what others thought, and just replied casually; "But it's much brighter now than it is at night with torches, I see. [,！ It's clearer, it's easy to find, and I'll hold on for a while while no one comes."

After a day of fighting and a night of fatigue, many of them were already sleepy, and some of the survivors couldn't stay up in the first half of the night and slept for a while, and by this time the two eyes that were awake were shining, and they all nodded excitedly after listening to Hemulan's words.

He Mullan straightened up, sighed, and resumed his search.

By the time the miscellaneous battalion and the Eagle Yang Army arrived, the "suspected object" she found had already claimed more than 100 people, and no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't find it.

Most people are satisfied with this result, and some people find the stump in their possession, but they lack this and that, and these people weep as they put together the bodies of several people.

"Woooooooooo......oo We were all comrades and soldiers in life, and it is nothing to be buried together after death. He doesn't know whose it is, and he doesn't know how to sacrifice after death, you and him are together, so that the family sacrifice can still let the descendants of the same comrades sacrifice in the future, don't blame me for messing with you......"

One of the soldiers wept as he placed the lower half of his body on top of the upper half of the body he had found.

He Mulan's heart was also blocked, she wanted to say that the lower half could also be a worm, but after thinking about it, she still didn't say it, just continued to bury her head in searching.

The soldiers of the right army who had stayed behind all night had already begun to form a team, Kumoti did not come, it was another general who came, they waited for a moment for Hemulan, and when the sun was completely rising and the yin qi was gone, they began to urge everyone to clean up the battle and prepare to clean up the battlefield.

A number of people followed the Chinese army and ran over, holding a large pile of silk threads.

"Mulan, do you still have the stitches with you? I brought your thread! "

He Mulan was stunned for a moment, and replied with a smile: "You are really a caring little padded jacket, what do you give me if I am missing."

At that moment, everyone began to clean up the battlefield, and He Mullan sat on his knees and began to carefully stitch together the stumps and severed arms that could be put together.

As the soldier said, they are like brothers and sisters in life, and it is nothing if they really become foot guards after death. At the time of the family sacrifice, his descendants should not mind that there are ancestors in the ashes of the ancestors, right?

She began to smile wryly as she stitched it up roughly and quickly.

'O Homulan, where have your principles gone? The truth has nothing to do with justice, it has nothing to do with glory, it's just the truth, and most of the truth now is made up by you......

'Since coming here, you're breaking your principles more and more. After all the qiē is forgotten, are you still the same Hermulan? Do you remember that it was a fantasy?'

'If you want to wear it, why doesn't God let me seal the mansion in the rafters?'

"At least, I can help Master Bao......" He Mulan muttered to himself, "However, Mr. Gongsun will probably be jealous, right?"

"What are you talking about, Fire Chief? What bag adult? Is there anyone in the Eagle Yang Army with the surname Bao?"

A few people on the side turned pale every time they saw this scene.

It's not that he's afraid of the dead, and he can't join the army to kill the enemy if he's afraid of the dead, he seems to be ...... I seem to be a little afraid of the tip of the needle......

"Ah, just talking to yourself." He Mullan quickly flew the needle and took out a few empty needles for several people. Somebody, save time, and help me thread these needles."

Several people took the needle and looked down and felt a little dizzy.

Wear...... Needle......

Yes, yes, yes, it's the butt of the needle, not the tip of the needle.

Several people held the crooked needle, trembling for a long time, and the thread was stunned that it did not penetrate it.

"I'm fine, change the needle!" He Mulan stretched out his hand without looking back, and when he stretched for a long time and didn't find a needle handed over, he couldn't help but turn his head.

"Why are you sweating?"

"Huo Chang, I don't know how to do it, I feel that my eyebrows are shining, people are so uncomfortable, I can't breathe...... "Several people are holding the needle, as if it weighs a thousand pounds." I think I'm sick, I can't do this job, I can't do it......"

He Mullan looked at him carefully, took the needle back from his hand, and smiled with relief as if he had lost some hot potato, and couldn't help muttering, "You don't have sharp phobias or anything like that, do you?" Did you prick a needle when you were a child?"

When she asked, "Did you prick a needle when you were a child?", several people shivered again.

"Then what if you are sick and seek a Chinese doctor and want to give you a needle? Sometimes you have to tie your head all over ......," He Mullan frowned.

Is it full of heads?

Some people imagined the scene, rolled their eyes, and fainted.

"How many? How many people? Hey, how about hey! Come on! "

What a situation!

Even if it is a person who has fought bloodily for a few days and nights, it will not be as scary as Hermulan at this moment. She was like a dead person crawling out of a sea of corpses.

So much so that when she returned to the front of the Chinese military tent, the two soldiers on guard did not dare to let her in, but it was the Eagle Yang cavalry behind her who explained the situation, and the two soldiers let her into the camp with disgusted and curious eyes.

He probably knew why Kumoti said, "You'll see me after you bathe and change your clothes", and he knew how terrible it would be to come out of this environment.

He Mulan frowned as he looked at his clumpy hair, which had been stained with blood, and then at the dirt of his nails.

Coming to this era, once a month the great aunt is gone, and the frequency of blood can be seen. [,！ It's not just once a month.

"Mulan, the general said that he kept his agreement, and all the more than 400 slaves were placed in the camp where the slaves were, and in the future, the slave army will be under your control, and you will be beaten or scolded as you like......"

This Ying Yangjun not only did not have any envy when he said this, but gloated a little: "However, the military slaves and domestic generals in the army all provide their own supplies, and whether these people are fed and clothed in the army, you have to think for yourself."

A sentence was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and suddenly He Mullan was so shocked that he had no trouble at all.

"What do you say? More than 400 people are all dependent on me?"

He Mullan almost didn't jump." What do I raise? I'm just getting enough to eat myself! "

"No way, this is the rule in the army, no one will save so many slaves for no reason." The Eagle Knight shook his head.

"Why don't you sacrifice these people to the army as military slaves, this military merit is enough to be promoted to four or five times."

He looked a little envious now." I advise you to do so. Even if there are a few families around you, there are not so many house slaves. Those people with yellow muscles and thin faces and fall down with one blow, they can't be any pro-soldiers, it's better to send them to the army to be military slaves, so you don't have to work hard, and they can't starve to death."

"…… What do the military slaves in the army do?"

"Ordinary military slaves are rotten forces, but these people are all captured from the Rouran army, and they must not be trusted, probably tattooed and shackled."

The Eagle Knight said indifferently.

Tattooed with letters, shackled as coolies.

He Mullan suddenly thought of the "...... Kill me, I don't want to be a slave anymore anyway", couldn't help but be silent.

Let's take it slowly.

It's not too late to take it slowly.

Let's find out if we can feed them. If it really doesn't work......

He Mullan gritted his teeth......

Not really......

"And what are they eating now?"

He Mullan asked with concern.

"When I had just returned to the camp, I was afraid of being sick, so I ordered them to be sent to the bathhouse to be cleaned, and they received clothes and three days' rations, and they lived in the slave tent first. After three days, there will be no food."

He smiled and arched his hand: "I still have to go back to have an affair with General Kumoti, one step ahead."

He Mulan's mood of "doing good deeds" suddenly became heavy, and he even felt a little tired when he lifted his feet.

In front of her eyes, more than 400 people opened their mouths and kept saying to her, "Master, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm going to eat......

She first thought she was playing an RPG game, but then she found out that she was playing strategy**, and now she has just adapted to it, and is she going to switch to a management game?

Four hundred people are waiting to be fed, fall!

She can't cook well for ten of them!

Shocked, He Mullan walked to the deputy tent and found that the red-clad attendant had reappeared, with two men standing behind him.

One is her retinue Su Hejun, and the other is a boy she doesn't know. The boy's face is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he is about 1.7 meters tall, which is already the body of an adult in this world, but his face is expressionless, and he looks like the kind of middle school boy who the whole world owes him.

His eyes are very pale and of alien blood, and his face is typical of Xianbei people.

He Mulan inexplicably saluted the attendant officer, and the red-clothed attendant tried his best to hold back his movements of covering his nose, and suddenly realized: "No wonder the general asked me to prepare something for you to bathe, and asked me to send your two attendants over."

He asked Su Hejun to come forward with clothes and pancreas and other things.

"There are people coming and going in the deputy tent, the general asked you to go to the private tent behind to bathe, the water is ready, and Su Hejun will serve you......"

He said things that annoyed Hermulan even more.

"This slave is the one you saved from the worm, he said that he wanted to recognize you as the master, the general said that he had meritorious guidance, and Su Hejun always went to the high car man to help, so let him be your military slave first, help with laundry and food."

The attendant officer gave a good explanation, and ran away as if fleeing for his life.

Leave He Mulan and Su Hejun behind......

Big-eyed staring.