The theory of luck is illusory.

An extremely confident person like Li Shimin naturally never believed in luck, or he never believed that luck really worked. So when he heard Cheng Zhijie say that those wounded soldiers were very lucky, and none of them died, he immediately thought of the real reason!

However, Li Shimin did not continue to ask, but directly rode his horse and whipped all the way to the place where the injured and sick lived.

Hearing is false, seeing is believing!

When the emperor went to the wounded barracks, even if he clearly said that he would not let him make a noise, there were still guards who hurried over to inform him in advance. So when Li Shimin arrived at the place, hundreds of sergeants had already lined up!

"Greetings to Your Majesty!"

Turning over and dismounting amid the greetings of all the soldiers, Li Shimin waved his hand casually and said with a smile as when he came to the barracks: "Hehe, there is no need to be polite in the barracks, get up!" ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

There was another shout, and all the sergeants got up one after another, and then straightened up one by one. Although they are all the emperor's personal guards, there are not many people who are usually qualified to approach Li Shimin, and they are basically just guarding the surroundings from afar, so after seeing Li Shimin, many people are excited and red.

Seeing the expressions on the faces of these boys, Li Shimin naturally nodded with satisfaction.

However, he had long forgotten his intention to come over to buy people's hearts, and only thought about what he had been pondering along the way just now, and asked directly at a captain who was at the head: "What about the soldiers who were injured during the Turkic rebellion a few days ago?" In which tents? Now take me over and see it! ”

"Uh......"

After a pause, the captain immediately reacted, and hurriedly bowed down and said, "Back to Your Majesty, they are all here, and no one is in the tent." ”

After listening to his words, Li Shimin's eyes suddenly widened: "Huh? What did you say? ”

"Haha, Your Majesty, they're all here!"

This time, without waiting for the captain to speak, Cheng Zhijie next to him had already laughed, and then directly ordered: "Those who were injured in order to protect His Majesty before, take a step forward!" ”

"Step!"

Not counting the sound of footsteps, more than a dozen people immediately took a step forward, which was particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

"Sizzle......"

After seeing these military soldiers who took a step forward, Li Shimin instantly gasped - of course he didn't know what the soldiers who were injured in order to protect themselves that day looked like, even if he originally planned to come to the camp to go around today, it was just to simply appease him, but now after seeing these dozen people, Li Shimin was immediately shocked!

Which of these people looks like they've been wounded?

Obviously, they all look like dragons and tigers, and they don't mean to be hurt in the slightest bit in their bodies or faces...... It's only been less than twenty days, how can it be cured?

"Huh? Wrong! ”

After his eyes swept around the dozen or so sergeants, Li Shimin's brows frowned slightly, and he soon noticed that something was wrong. Although these people do seem to be quite energetic, there are two people who still have a circle of white stuff wrapped around their arms, and there is a guy whose thighs are obviously lacking in strength, and he is a little unsteady just standing? 、

Obviously, it's not a good injury yet!

Looking at it, Li Shimin's eyes gradually lit up.

After discovering the change in the emperor's expression, Cheng Zhijie next to him smiled secretly, knowing that His Majesty was frightened. In fact, it is very understandable, if it weren't for the fact that those two boys had stayed under Cheng Zhijie's command in the past few months, and had saved a few people every month, and a few of them had survived and a few who had died, and would have reported to him in detail, Cheng Zhijie would have found it hard to believe everything in front of him.

How can a wounded person on the battlefield survive so easily?

Although the injuries of the dozen or so wounded soldiers this time were not strictly speaking, they were almost not critical. But the veterans who have been rolling on the battlefield all year round don't know, even if you can't die on the spot on the battlefield, but once you are injured, wait to pass the ghost gate!

Anyway, what can survive after entering the wounded barracks is basically the green smoke on the ancestral grave.

Like the dozen or so people who were injured this time, if Li Shimin was still leading the troops to fight more than ten years ago, he would have been able to survive seven or eight at most, especially the ones who were seriously injured, and the ones who survived might not even be enough!

The emperor has led troops for so many years, how can these things not be clear?

So after seeing that the dozen or so injured people all survived, and all of them seemed to be quite energetic, Li Shimin was naturally extremely shocked in his heart - this kind of ability to keep people alive is simply a miracle!

Thinking of this, Li Shimin naturally couldn't help it, and directly pointed to a sergeant who had just taken a step forward, and asked in a deep voice, "Come here...... What did it hurt this time? ”

"Back to Your Majesty, on the chest!"

After taking a few small steps forward, he swallowed hard and spit, and the sergeant pointed out by Li Shimin said in a slightly trembling voice: "But the wound is not very deep, and it is almost healed." ”

"Oh? Lift your clothes and show me! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Without any hesitation, after listening to Li Shimin's words, the sergeant directly ripped his clothes off his shoulders, and then tore open the white cloth wrapped around his chest!

Perhaps it was a wound involved, and a sore spot flashed on the sergeant's face, but under the emperor's gaze, he immediately gritted his teeth and straightened his body.

Of course, Li Shimin didn't go back to pay attention to his expression, and at this time, all the attention of his eyes was on the wound.

This wound is not shallow!

Although the wound is now closed, and it looks like it is stitched, Li Shimin is an expert in marching and fighting, so he can naturally see at a glance that this wound is definitely not shallow, and it was cut diagonally with a knife.

But as the sergeant said, the wound was almost healed.

Without the criss-crossed stitches, it would have been a finger-wide red mark at best. Judging from Li Shimin's previous experience, if nothing else, such an injury should be healed in ten and a half months at most.

No redness, no suppuration.

After staring at it for a long time, Li Shimin's fingers pointed at the other wounded soldiers one after another.

"Come here, rip this thing off for me!"

"Your wound is on the leg? Lift it up and show me! ”

"What about yours? Hurry up! ”

Every time he looked at one, Li Shimin's eyes lit up a little, until after seeing the wounds of more than a dozen wounded soldiers, his two eyes were almost like two ten-watt large light bulbs.

No one dared to lie to him, so all this is true?

Suddenly, Li Shimin had an unreal feeling in his heart, and his neck was a little stiff and turned to look at the captain just now: "What about the doctor who treated you?" Let them come and see me......"