Inside the castle of Chosha

Lin Xu ate and drank to his heart's content, while listening to the constant reports of the painless battle situation, he walked slowly towards the wounded barracks, he had to see the results of his busy night's work.

The two lightly wounded soldiers standing guard in the wounded barracks saw Lin Xu coming, hurriedly ran over and knelt on the ground with a plop, and saluted their main general with reverence.

Lin Xu pulled them up with his own hands and asked

"Blessed, how's the brother?"

"General Hui, seventy percent of the brothers survived!"

Youfu fainted with excitement and replied with a flushed face

(The general even remembered my name!) ）

"It's only seventy?!"

Lin Xu's voice raised in vain.

"Damn, those two quacks must have not taken care of it! Lao Tzu cooked them alive! ”

Lin Xu strode into the wounded barracks, his face gloomy and terrifying. In his opinion, this kind of sword wound is not quenched, even considering that the ancient medical treatment is not very good, it is no problem to live ninety percent, after all, the most serious wounded soldier he has treated is the missing arm and broken leg, and everyone was still panting when he left, and thirty percent died this night! Needless to say, those two quacks must be boiled today!

Lin Xu, who entered the wounded barracks, enjoyed the gaze of hundreds of respectful eyes and love from the heart

"I've seen the general!"

"What about the two quacks? Where did the death go? ”

Feeling the soldier's respect for him, Lin Xu's face was much better.

"General Qiyu, the two doctors went to the city to search for medicinal herbs"

A wounded soldier with half of his lower leg broken, replied.

"Humph! Bring a few of you who are less injured and boil two large pots of water! ”

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen lightly wounded soldiers immediately walked out and prepared to boil water, although they didn't know why they wanted to boil water, but when Lin Xu kicked the angel out last night, all the wounded soldiers were silent in their hearts: Lin Xu's order will be carried out without any discount! When he knew that Lin Xu was exhausted and collapsed outside the wounded barracks because of treating them, the lives of these wounded soldiers had already been handed over to Lin Xu!

"General, don't~"

Youfu shouted miserably behind his back, and he found out that his general was not joking, but really wanted to cook the two doctors alive. Then he shrunk his neck and didn't dare to speak anymore, and nearly a hundred eyes full of murderous intent fell on him, like substance!

(Dare to question the general's orders, do you want to die!!) ）

Ever since he heard Youfu say "after living seventy percent", Huang Gai didn't say a word, a pair: You blow, you continue to blow, I quietly watch you blow

(Hehe, can your wounded soldiers survive seventy percent?) I'm afraid it's not all the kind of lightly wounded soldiers who have broken a little skin.)

And when he entered the wounded barracks, Huang Gai's eyes were solemn, a tragic scene. He had never seen so many wounded soldiers alive and well with broken hands and feet! Seventy percent! It's really seventy percent alive!

"General, why don't you listen to what this little brother has to say, maybe there is a reason for it?"

Huang Gai couldn't help it, he felt that the two miracle doctors had to keep whatever they said, the average wounded soldier can live two achievements, and you still dislike it?! Yes, you General Lin can't look down on it, I want Huang Gai!

Youfu cautiously looked at Lin Xu's face, swallowed his saliva, and felt that he should be able to speak

"General, it's already a fluke that the brothers can survive seventy percent, and it's good to be able to live two times before the change, besides, you have to cook these two doctors, what should you do with the brothers who just brought them over?"

Lin Xu frowned when he heard this, he saw that many of the wounded soldiers' injuries were new, and they were also a mess, they should be the wounded soldiers who were newly carried over after the Yellow Turban siege today.

"Help me take off my armor"

Lin Xu said in a deep voice

"General, this must not be, at the time of the war, how can the lord have a reason to remove his armor!"

Huang Gai said with a serious face when he heard this

"If I don't remove my armor, how can I heal these wounded soldiers! Rely on those two quacks! ”

Lin Xu was a little annoyed

"This~"

Huang Gai was shocked (these wounded soldiers were treated by the general?!) ）

At this time, a veteran suddenly knelt on the ground and spoke

"The general's loving heart, I am grateful! But at the time of the war, I still implore the general not to remove his armor, once the army is in turmoil, I will die and will not be able to escape the blame! ”

With that, all the wounded soldiers who could move fell to their knees, and those who could not move were also struggling.

Seeing that the wound of the old pawn began to overflow with blood, and looking at the wounded pawn who knelt on the ground, Lin Xu felt his heart congested

"Get up for Lao Tzu, Huang Gai! Go get all the doctors in the city, and drag them over! ”

"No"

Huang Gai clenched his fists and strode out of the wounded barracks with a confused face, he didn't even understand the situation now.

After a while, Zhao Xuan trotted all the way back to the wounded barracks, looking at Lin Xu, who was staring at him, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately to beg for mercy. He doesn't understand, seventy percent, seventy percent!

"Get up, Lao Tzu will teach you how to heal, how do I say, how do you do it, if you do it wrong~, hum!"

......

Beicheng District

Since Lin Xu divided a thousand soldiers to Han Dang, he divided the thousand men and horses into ten parts and scattered the patrols, and now he regrets it.

When Han Dang passed by a cloth shop, he suddenly felt that the half-foot yellow linen hanging in front of the door was very dazzling, although the soldiers were in chaos, it was not a strange thing to miss half a foot of linen cloth at the door of the cloth shop, but his intuition told him that there was a problem. So he gritted his teeth and went into the green building opposite the cloth shop.

Sure enough, in just half an hour, nearly 100 people entered the cloth shop one after another, and there were no entrances and exits! Han Dang, who felt that something was wrong, decisively sent someone to inform Lin Xu and Cao Ren, the defender of the northern city wall.

However, before waiting for reinforcements, Han Dang saw more than 300 people rushing out of Budian, holding swords and wearing yellow scarves on their heads, and brazenly killed towards the north city gate.

Han Dang frowned, he didn't know if Cao Ren was a parallel import, and he was unreliable. However, all famous generals have always liked to take their fate into their own hands.

Taking the big yellow bow handed over by his subordinates, Han Dang opened his bow and drew arrows, and with a buzz, the leading rushing yellow turban fell in response. Then he roared, and led a hundred soldiers behind him to stop and kill the three hundred yellow turbans.

As soon as they fought, Han Dang secretly said that it was not good, these yellow scarves were not those homeless people, they were pawns who had seen blood and killed people! One hundred against three hundred, enough to choke!

"Formation!"

Han Dang let out a loud shout, and soon, a hundred soldiers formed a simple three-row phalanx under his command, blocking the way to the northern city gate. He didn't need to kill these yellow scarves, he just dragged them off.

"Kill!"

Several charges failed to break through Han Dang's defensive line, and a roar suddenly came from the yellow turban.

The yellow scarves in the battle all roared, their eyes were red, the swords in their hands were wide open and closed, and they were defenseless, and the Korean and Korean troops who were desperate slashed and killed, and immediately beat the Han troops back again and again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Dang roared angrily, picked up the big knife and rushed forward, fighting for his life, and he suffered several wounds and did not retreat. Seeing that Han Dang was so fearless of death, the hundreds of Han soldiers behind him were greatly boosted, and they strode after Han Dang to fight to the death, and they simply blocked the impact of the Yellow Turban's death.

"Damn it!"

An angry shout came from the yellow scarf that failed to break through Han Dang's defense.

Han Dang's eyes lit up, and he raised the big yellow bow and pointed an arrow in the direction where the voice came from.

There was a muffled snort, and there was a commotion in the yellow scarf.

Han Dang was overjoyed, discarded the big yellow bow, drew out the big knife, and rushed towards the yellow scarf with a burst of shouts, slashing and killing for a while.

Looking at the yellow turban who fled in all directions after being killed, Han Dang stood with a knife and spat at blood. After thinking for a while, he ordered his subordinates to gather all the patrol troops and go to the north city wall to help in the battle, while he himself went to Lin Xu to report the military situation, he felt:

There is trouble in the North City!