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A thin middle-aged man with a medicine box on his shoulder, an elegant face, and a touch of white between his temples, walked into the main tent after being summoned.

"Mr. Zhu."

In the tent, there were three people, two sturdy men sitting on the side, politely and politely greeting the middle-aged man who came in.

"Commander, General Gul, General Ahon."

Mr. Zhu also politely greeted the three people in the tent.

When Mr. Zhu came to the person sitting on the throne, he first looked at the person's face, but the beard on his face covered most of his true face.

The man was shirtless, and his right shoulder was wrapped with white gauze, and there was faint blood stains on the gauze.

Mr. Zhu gently untied the gauze, and was greatly relieved to see that the wound with the thickness of two fingers had stopped bleeding.

He took out a bottle of gold sore medicine from the medicine box, poured it evenly on top of the wound, took out new gauze, and bandaged it again.

"I haven't thanked Mr. Zhu for saving his life."

When Mr. Zhu stopped, the person in the main seat spoke, and his voice was low and heavy.

"It is the responsibility of a doctor to save the dead and help the wounded, and the marshal does not have to be polite."

Mr. Zhu said with a smile.

"Having said that, I still have to thank Mr. for his wonderful hands, otherwise the arrow that day, if it were according to the barefoot doctor on our Turkic side, my right hand would definitely be useless."

The man in the main seat said lightly, although there was no expression on his face, but his tone revealed a kind of gratitude.

Here, it is the main Turkic tent.

The man who was wounded on the throne was Kurban, who was shot to the right shoulder with an arrow from the bed crossbow.

Mr. Zhu, but he is not a Turkic, his face is completely different from the fierceness of the Turks, he is a... Bactrian people.

Mr. Zhu was very discerning, knowing that the two generals gathered in the main tent, they must have something to discuss with the marshal, and they were about to leave when they got up.

was stopped by Kurban.

"Mr. Zhu, slow down!"

Mr. Zhu paused, turned around and looked at Kurban suspiciously.

"Mr. Zhu, I was wounded in the right shoulder, and there were many casualties in this battle, for the time being, we will not launch another siege, you see that there are so many people on my side who open their mouths to eat......"

Kurban looked at Mr. Zhu and asked in a deep voice.

Mr. Zhu smiled, "It's not a problem, I'll send a message back later, and then let someone send a batch ......of grain over, but now the border city is under martial law."

Kurban waved his left hand and said disapprerovitically: "It's okay, as long as we are careful, that passage will not be known by the gang in the border city." When you're ready, let us know and we'll pick it up. ”

"That's great, we'll make preparations as soon as possible."

Mr. Zhu arched his hand towards Kurban, "I hope that the marshal will not forget to agree to my master's conditions." ”

"Don't worry, I've always been the most trustworthy, I guarantee you with my head, and I will definitely handle the conditions of your master for him."

Kurban patted his chest and signaled that he would definitely talk.

Mr. Zhu arched his hand again, and seeing that Kurban had no other orders, he turned around and walked out of the camp with the medicine box.

Seeing Mr. Zhu's figure walking farther and farther away from the wide-open tent curtain until he disappeared, General Gul in the camp spoke disdainfully, and his tone was full of contempt.

"The people of Daxia are really interesting and always like... According to the words of Great Xia, oh, by the way, it is called borrowing a knife to kill people, this is to kill people, and the enemy has done everything to betray the country.

Snort, I don't know if their emperor would vomit blood and die in anger if he knew the truth. ”

General Ah Hong also sneered, "Borrowing a knife to kill someone, hey, good guy, this is treating us as a knife!" I'm not afraid that I'll end up hurting myself. ”

General Gul smiled, his laughter was full of contempt, "We Turks are not those soft eggs in Great Xia, although we are also in a civil war, but we have not collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country to let ourselves win."

Those Great Xia people are really a wreck, a wretch! Since you don't like the enemy, you can kill it with a real knife and a real gun, and you have to play so many tricks, you don't dare to kill yourself, so let's kill it, for fear that our hypocrisy will be exposed. ”

"Hahahaha... If we let the Tiger Ben army in the border city know that the food we eat is still supplied by their Great Xia people... I'd love to see the expressions on their faces! ”

General Ahun laughed so loudly that a tear appeared in the corner of his eye.

General Gul turned his head to look at Kurban and asked in a low voice, "Marshal, are we really acting according to the conditions promised to the Great Xia people?" ”

Kurban had been looking at the map on the bookcase, and did not participate in the taunting of the two right-hand men, and when he heard General Gul's question, he did not raise his head, still looking at the map, and replied unhappily,

"Why not? Didn't I say that with my head guarantee, the conditions put forward by the Great Xia people will be completed. ”

General Gul and General Ahong were stunned for a moment, and their faces hesitated, "Marshal, do we really want to be the swords of the Great Xia people?" ”

They are true warriors who are brave and good at fighting, how can they be swords in the hands of others? Or the enemy's sword.

Kurban heard the reluctance in the tone of the two subordinates, raised his head, and glanced at the two of them, "Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others, we won't even have credit for this idea."

But what do we do after we've done it for others...... But don't forget that between our two countries, we are enemies. ”

General Gul and General Ahong glanced at each other, and then laughed loudly in unison, "What the marshal said is that we are enemies between us, how can we be so polite to treat enemies?"

I think the Khan will also like us to occupy the land of Great Xia, and then we will be the first person to expand the territory in nearly a hundred years! ”

Thinking of that grand scene, both of them began to rub their hands.

"I just didn't expect that the Great Xia Tiger Army even brought a bed crossbow, if it weren't for the blessing of Immortal Heaven, the marshal would be ......"

Speaking of this, General Gul's face was gloomy and angry.

Kurban glanced down at his bandaged right shoulder, reached out and touched it, his eyes flashed with coldness, and the corners of his mouth hooked a strange arc,

"Immortal God bless me not to die, then those who hurt me must pay the price of blood.

Thinking that the border city must be very jubilant now, thinking that the battle has been won? Those who died were just slaves, and how many of these slaves did they have?

It's a pity that those war horses, but I can't bear the children to trap the wolf, and use some old and weak war horses in exchange for the paralysis of the border city, it's worth it.

I've released the bait, let's catch the bait, I can't wait... Killed. ”

Bai Baihua said

Generally at this time, well, it's just gone~~~ Happy reading~~~~( ̄▽ ̄)*