Chapter Seventy-One: You Carry This Pot

The next day, a man in black armor with a mask and troops stopped in front of the old camp. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the old camp from a distance, you can see the curling smoke rising from it, and up close, the old camp does not have the expected chaos, but it is in order, so that no trace above can doubt whether the news that the old camp has suffered heavy losses yesterday is true.

He left Pu Yang mourning, but he also knew that Pu Yang mourning ability was there, but he was conservative and pedantic, and he was injured and comatose this time, and no one else could pick up the big beam this time, so he ended the battle and hurried back, just to hurry up and take care of the stall here, but this time, everything was beyond his expectations.

"General, the old battalion has not fallen for the enemy's tricks."

The lieutenant who followed him sighed, but the mind of the traceless above was not in it, and the sword eyebrows under the mask frowned slightly, and he dismounted and stepped in.

You'll find out what the hell is going on.

As soon as he stepped into the old camp, he was stunned, and the lieutenant who followed him was also stunned - even when they were there, the old camp was not so organized.

The steamer was steaming white, steaming snow-white steamed buns, and there was stewed rotten broth in the pot next to it. Soldiers are lining up to lead steamed buns and broth, as many as they want, three or four fist-sized steamed buns and a full bowl of soup for one person, if there are pickles next to them, they are also appetizers.

Traceless looked slightly satisfied, although he couldn't see his expression through the mask, but the always sharp eyes were a little gentle.

"Not bad."

A low voice came from under the mask, and at this time, the soldiers leading the steamed bun broth saw that there was no trace above, and they immediately stood upright and solemn one by one, and the top without a trace just glanced at it, then nodded, and went to the next place, leaving a group of people behind them whispering,

"The general really came back at this time, and the gentleman really expected things like a god."

"Isn't it, if it weren't for the gentleman, how would we have eaten so well? I also want a steamed bun, and the gentleman said that you can only fight when you have a full stomach, haha. ”

"I also want another steamed bun and another pickle, and the birds have faded out of my mouth these days."

He could hear it clearly from above, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious about this "gentleman" - he never had such a person here in his impression. Now the order of the old camp must be inseparable from this gentleman, and he still expects when he will return? The footsteps of the traceless above were unconsciously faster, and the deputy general who followed him was also full of curiosity, and he walked faster than the traceless above.

If the wounded soldiers can get good treatment, then it is the strength of the troops, but if the wounded soldiers cannot be treated properly and cannot be put into battle, then these people cannot participate in the war and only consume food will become a drag on the war.

He hadn't arrived at the wounded barracks yet, but he also had a slight premonition in his heart: this gentleman would definitely not let him down.

It's just that although there is no trace above and he is mentally prepared, the wounded battalion still surprised him-

As soon as I arrived at the wounded barracks, I saw someone holding a wooden sign that read: Wounded barracks, and then someone came out one by one to take the wounded soldiers away, the seriously injured were in a more ventilated place, the lightly injured were immediately sent to bandage, and the physically disabled were sent to an open field, where some muffled snorts and screams were heard from time to time.

In this way, everything became orderly, and there was no trace above that someone was changing gauze and dressing for those soldiers who were seriously injured and could not get up, and some were feeding medicine to the wounded. The wounded were well cared for, and the upper Traceless was naturally happy, and he could see that the enthusiasm of the entire wounded barracks was very high, so high that he stood here for a long time, and the soldiers who came out to receive him saw that he wanted to salute and were stopped by him, and the rest of the people did not notice him at all.

The lieutenant general behind him touched the beard that had grown out of the past few days when he had not taken care of it in the foreign war, and said enviously,

"Seeing such a good treatment of wounded soldiers, I want to be injured like this again."

Traceless above turned his head to look at him, and at this glance, the deputy general immediately put back the immodest face on his face. Alas, the general's gaze is still so terrifying, but he really wants to be served by those little girls' families. He hadn't seen a woman in a long time, so he couldn't just think about it.

Yes, those who feed the wounded soldiers and change the dressing are basically girls, of course, there are also aunts, ahem. In short, it can make these men who haven't seen a woman for a long time red-eyed, and the usually unruly military men are like kittens at this time, eating weirdly and lying strangely waiting to be changed.

Looking at this scene without a trace, I felt a little funny, but women are indeed more careful than men, and it is better to do these things. However, his military camp has always not allowed women to enter, and this time it was also the handiwork of that gentleman.

Seeing that there was no trace above, the adjutant general's eyes purred, and then he looked at the barracks without a trace above, and understood, the general still had a problem in his heart. cough cough, or where to take this deputy general with no trace above, the top without a trace is cold by nature, although he is a general, he doesn't talk much, it is more of a deterrent, and more language expression is handed over to this deputy general who is like a roundworm in his stomach. Well, this adjutant general's surname is Yi, let's call him Vice General Yi.

Adjutant General Yi pulled over the soldier next to him and asked,

"So many girls came over, and nothing happened?"

He also understands these soldiers under him, and it's quite strange to look like a little cat at this time, because they are all arbitrary masters, and he can't do things to bully men and women under the hands of Traceless above, but it's normal for him to think about it when he teases a little girl or something.

But the soldier seemed to know that he was going to ask this question, and the soldier actually laughed,

"That's because everyone doesn't want to be kicked out of here with their bare butts, so they're all honest."

Bare-assed...... Kicked out? Thinking of this scene, Vice General Yi also laughed, but he turned around with frightened eyes when he smiled, because he found ...... The general above was actually laughing, although he couldn't see the expression, but the heaving chest was indeed laughing.

It's horrible.

Adjutant General Yi's smile froze on his face so vividly, and no trace above seemed to notice his movements, but he looked at the wounded soldiers who still didn't notice him, and turned around with long legs and went to the place where the limbs were treated with strange sounds.

Wherever he went, Vice General Yi felt that he was almost numb, because it was unexpected.

There were a few doctors in the field who were holding needles, silver needles, wearing threads to pick up the broken limbs and torn skin, just like sewing clothes. Vice General Yi couldn't help but feel a cold skin and tightness on his body, and naturally remembered the story of what human skin and female ghost his mother lied to him when he was a child.

And a man in the field is the most eye-catching, and the others either shout out in pain: "It hurts, it hurts, this is human skin, this is human flesh, not clothes!" Ahhh Either he endured his pale face and said nothing, but the man drank the wine in a big gulp, as if it was not him who had been pierced through the flesh by the needle.

Appreciation flashed in the eyes of the traceless above,

"What a man."

There were no girls this time, but everyone present saw no trace above for the first time, after all, not to mention this old camp with a mask and wearing armor, there was only one person in the whole three kingdoms.

"General above."

"General!"

Above Traceless nodded, and his deep voice was gratifying,

"You have worked hard, you are all iron-clad men!"

As soon as the upper part spoke, the people below became excited, and those who screamed in pain also closed their mouths, and most of them had excitement on their faces. The traceless above is their god-like, and being praised by him, they all feel that it is worth it even if they go directly into it, let alone sewn it!

Vice General Yi was also slightly excited, not to mention that there was no trace above him, he didn't take off his mask and couldn't see his expression, and he didn't talk much, but to appease the soldiers and mobilize morale, he dared to say that no one dared to say second!

This time, I didn't let Vice General Yi ask, and I found the doctor who was stitching and asked about this method. The doctor wiped the sweat from his face, and with a strange fanaticism on his face, he said to the top without a trace,

"General, first take the silver needle and bake it on the fire, and then thread the needle to sew the wounds that have been broken by the soldiers together, and then remove the stitches when the wounds grow back together, and many of those limbs can be reconciled as before, which is wonderful. Yesterday, the most eye-catching soldiers in their hands can now move, and they ate five steamed buns in the morning! ”

Traceless above nodded, and then said hard work to him, and when the doctor was dizzy, he walked to the man in front of him who was drinking without exhaling pain, and the man saw that Traceless above was about to get up, and was pressed by Traceless above.

"If you're hurt, don't move."

The man nodded, and then took the initiative to tell the above without a trace, in fact, it didn't hurt so much, if you drank two sips of soju and then slept according to what Mr. said, you can be sure that you will be fine the next day, and he also took the opportunity to laugh at those who are "soft eggs" who exhale pain again, but as soon as he said it, the crowd became indignant, and the soldier lying next to him didn't wait for him to finish talking and rolled his eyes.

"Sir said so, but what he said was that those who are really hard can talk and laugh while drinking a lot of wine, and what is there to show off when you are drunk?!"

"Heh, that's better than you crying dad and calling your mother like this, but Mr. said that how can a husband have such a strong pain, oops."

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel in front of him, his people were hot-blooded and impulsive, and he also knew this, so it was nothing, but he was becoming more and more curious about that "gentleman".

What kind of person is he who "subdued" his subordinates in just one night? How many "sir" has he heard since he came in? This gentleman is really interesting.

I became interested in that gentleman, and the logistics were not arranged very well, and the mood of the traceless above was also happy. With a happy mood, he was about to meet the "gentleman", but he didn't expect that he would be surprised again.

When no trace came from above, Qin Muyu was arranging some other matters in logistics. Before the upper trace came back, he took care of everything here.

Although last night's affairs were handled similarly, but several batches of wounded people came during the night, and Qin Muyu still had to arrange them one by one. Qin Muyu also wanted to let go, but the funny thing was that after the original quartermaster woke up, he didn't take this burden anyway, but honestly respected him as a gentleman and studied beside him, which made Qin Muyu quite crying and laughing.

When I came without a trace above, I saw Qin Muyu who had not slept all night. She lowered her head and looked at the official documents, some of them read it quickly and put it down after two strokes, while others read it very carefully and commented on it after thinking slightly. After entering silently from above, he unconsciously stood beside her and watched her, saying nothing or doing anything.

Above Traceless, he recognized her in his heart, and he understood why this person could put a messy old camp into this. It's just this gentleman...... It's too thin, and he seems to be able to pick it up with one hand. Why is it used to hug instead of "lifting", there is no trace above and I don't care.

"Ahem." Vice General Yi felt that the atmosphere was not quite right at this time, and coughed twice to break the silence, but it seemed to wake up the person in the dream.

Qin Muyu raised his head suddenly, but he really stunned the above without a trace, and he would still think of her at this time a long, long time later, her clear eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate everything, which fascinated him like that.

Qin Muyu was also stunned, she saw no trace above at first glance. It was also the first time she had seen such a man, with an aura of iron and blood but also extremely beautiful, although there was no trace on the top with a mask covering his face, only his eyes and lips were exposed, but she could be sure that it was a beautiful face. Because of the sharp but beautifully shaped eyes, and the angular lips. Qin Muyu doesn't understand, this is a kind of iron-blooded sex appeal that belongs to men, and she attributes this to beauty.

Other than that, she didn't know what to say.

All thoughts were only for a moment, Qin Muyu was just stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became clearer, and he was about to get up. But I don't know if it's because he sat all night, Qin Muyu was dizzy when he got up, his eyes were dark, and when he reacted, he was already in a hard embrace filled with the smell of blood and the smell of men's sweat.

Qin Muyu's first reaction turned out to be: This smell is not unpleasant.

And Vice General Yi was already dumbfounded next to him, he only saw that "gentleman" glanced at the general, and then when he wanted to get up, he didn't know why his body softened, and he was about to fall to the ground, he just wanted to go over and help him, but the general had already taken a step ahead of him and directly hugged the gentleman in his arms. It's really a hug! Hug! Vice General Yi felt like he was going crazy, because he was even more terrified to find that he actually thought this scene was beautiful.

God, is the general crazy or he is crazy or they are all crazy.

Qin Muyu then reacted to whose arms she was in, she gently pushed away, and the upper Traceless also retreated, but no one realized it, even the Traceless above himself didn't notice, and a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

It was the first time he had held such a soft body, and even through the hard and cold armor, he could still feel that it was a comfortable body. Maybe next time you can take off your armor and hug it again? Traceless above couldn't help but think.

Qin Muyu naturally didn't know about the idea of Traceless above, and she wasn't embarrassed, because she knew that it was Traceless's move to prevent her from falling, and she couldn't help but have a little good impression of Traceless above.

After everything was unexpectedly terminated, the two began to talk normally, but Vice General Yi looked left and right next to him, and it felt weird. Well, it must be because this gentleman is indeed too small, although he seems to be calm and intelligent, but in front of him and the general above, he is like a child. Inexplicably, I want people to take good care of me.

I don't know if General Shang has the same thoughts as him, or because he cherishes his talents, General Shang's words are obviously more.

"You're the 'sir'?"

Traceless above asked with a smile, and Qin Muyu didn't know how precious the smile above Traceless was, she just nodded and took out the order that Murong Hui gave her, and by the way, she was still the master of the third prince Murong Qingfan, so she called her sir.

Above Wuxian nodded, glanced at the order and gave it to Qin Muyu, I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, and touched her little hand when he gave the order to Qin Muyu.

After explaining how to see through Yaoyun's strategy and the logistics of the old camp, Qin Muyu suddenly smiled at the top without a trace, quite ill-intentioned,

"General, that's the way it is, but there is still a pot that the general needs to carry."

Wok? Looking at Qin Muyu like a little fox without a trace above, he didn't know why he was a little itchy, so he said directly,

"What kind of pot, General Ben will see if he can carry it."