When Su Ping woke up, it was already the middle of the night, and outside the tent, the night was thick.

Hungry in his stomach, while scolding his own soldiers, Su Ping got up.

Outside the tent, there were constant cries of pain, as if the camp was full of wounded soldiers after a great war.

Could it be that the second brother cleaned up a few of his own people, and cleaned up all the soldiers under his own command again?

Thinking like this, Su Ping stepped on the stinky cloth boots, got up and walked out of the tent.

Lifting the curtain, Su Ping saw the scene in front of him and almost sat on the ground.

It's really a camp full of wounded soldiers!

I was only in a coma once, and it was as if there was a battle in the camp.

Pulling Cao Hua, who was walking back and forth with an altar, Su Ping asked with a dark face: "Cao Hua, what's wrong?" ”

Cao Hua glanced at Su Ping, snorted, shook off his hand, and walked away directly holding the jar.

Su Ping looked confused, what is the matter, how dare Cao Hua, this girl, throw her face.

When Dani passed by him with the altar in her arms, Su Ping stopped him directly and said in a stern tone: "What's wrong?" Running back and forth with the jar so late, is there wine in it? ”

Dani was anxious: "The prince needs to wash his wounds with these, General Su, you can't stop me." ”

The second brother wants so much wine to wash his wounds!

Su Ping's face turned black all of a sudden, snatched the wine jar in Dani's arms, and scolded: "Go, lead the way in front of the head, and I'll hold it for you." ”

On the way, through Dani's words, Su Ping finally figured out how big a big battle he had missed.

Twin Temple City, inside the military palace.

Su Lu was lying on the bed, his face was pale, the gauze on his shoulder had been untied, and black blood was still flowing out of the wound, and the blood was mixed with small black blood clots.

This is because Su Lu was injured before, and the dirty blood that was not cleared formed a bruise in the wound and accumulated in the body.

The white-headed medic was cleaning the wound with wine, cleaning it once, and saw that red blood began to flow out, and when the medic stopped, ready to observe, and was ready to bandage, there was dirty blood and bruises flowing out again.

In the camp tent, Luo Xuan, Qian Buzhou, Cao Hua, Mud, all the guards and colonels and their own soldiers were there, especially Mud and Mound, holding a steel knife in their hands, staring at the military doctor with blazing eyes, as if they would kill the military doctor with a knife as soon as something was wrong.

When Su Ping arrived, the military doctor cleaned the wound again, and said tiredly:

"My lord, the prince has lost too much blood, and he can't do debridement anymore, otherwise he will die, and the old man will not dare to debride again."

The white-haired military doctor's face was as white as hair, it was the first time he had seen such a trauma, and he had already sentenced Su Lu to death in his heart.

"Smack"

The jar in Su Lu's hand fell to the ground, the black jar was shattered, and the wine was splashed everywhere.

Taking two steps forward, Su Ping grabbed the old man's neck by the collar, and his voice was as cold as an ice blade: "What do you say, do you know who he is?" He died, and the Shuangmiao City had to be buried with him. ”

The old man's face turned even paler: "General, there is really no way to be old, the prince's wound has been bleeding!"

According to the old experience, there is so much blood in the body, it is impossible for people not to feel uncomfortable when there is so much blood in the body, and it is impossible for people not to feel uncomfortable. ”

Su Ping turned his head and asked the mud next to him: "The second brother has been in poor health recently, and he has been in a wheelchair since the Battle of Thule, has he been feeling unwell?" ”

Mud nodded: "Yes, after the Battle of Thule, the prince's injuries have not been healed, and there should be an old disease." ”

The old man of the military doctor pinched his fingers and calculated: "It's been more than half a year since the Battle of Thule, and the adult's injuries haven't healed yet, this ......"

The old man didn't dare to imagine what kind of quack doctor had left the blood clot in the prince's body.

The mound said beside him: "The doctor said that the knives that the prince received at the beginning were too deep and heavy, and the bruises may not be cleaned up, and when he arrives in the capital, he will go to clean the wounds of the prince again." ”

"The prince has been in the capital for more than half a year, and he didn't see the doctor come to Beijing, so he came to this West Pavilion."

Cao Hua suddenly asked, "Old man, if you do it, are you sure to clean up the bruises inside?" ”

The old man sprinkled the wound with medicinal powder with his hands and feet, wrapped it in clean gauze, and kept saying:

"I know the miracle doctor you mentioned, the nickname given by the people of the rivers and lakes to the ghost hand, I will stop the bleeding now, let the prince heal his injuries first, and continue to look for the ghost hand to treat the prince's injuries."

Inside the tent, everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to decide.

"Wake up the prince first, and see what the prince says?"

Luo Xuan spoke, his tone full of sadness.

Everyone discussed it and agreed to Luo Xuan's proposal.

Qian Buzhou sat down on the edge of the bed, raised his hands flat, and operated his mind, and the internal breath entered Su Lu's body, guiding the disordered internal breath in Su Lu's body.

"Alright, old money."

Su Lu opened his eyes and spoke.

Qian Buzhou hurriedly let go and stood up, after this battle, Qian Buzhou was convinced by Su Lu.

The prince not only knows how to fight, but also knows how to use people, and he doesn't know that he is so powerful in leading the cavalry on weekdays.

Su Lu asked, "Is my injury serious?" ”

Cao Hua knelt beside the bed, and his voice was sad: "Master, the doctor said that your old illness has not been cured, and now you have a new injury, which can only be cured by ghost hands." ”

Su Lu smiled: "Someone can cure you for crying, and it's not too late to cry if no one cures you." ”

"Have you sent a message to Your Majesty, this great victory and the agreement with the Qin Army have been passed on to Your Majesty."

Luo Xuan said beside him: "Not yet, Lord Wang, you are in a coma, no one can call the shots, this report document cannot be issued, if you can't wake up, this time it will not be a big victory, but a big disaster." ”

Su Lu smiled bitterly: "You old Luo, say some depressing words, go, report to Your Majesty, and ask for the ghost hand by the way, and treat my injuries." ”

Luo Xuan turned around and went out to write a report.

Su Ping knelt in front of Su Lu's bed, snot and tears: "Second brother, it's all my bastard, that's why your old injuries recurred, and I should die if I went into battle in person." ”

"What to cry about"

Su Lu reprimanded Su Ping: "A few of you fought with me from the north to Xiting, and made countless military exploits, the court treated you well, and you have all the honors and achievements, if you lead the army again in the future and violate military discipline, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Su Ping muttered: "Obviously, you treat us well, and it is a matter of the court." ”

"What did you say?"

Su Lu's face darkened, and the wound began to ache again.

Su Ping hurriedly said: "Second brother, don't be angry, I didn't say anything, you are right, the court treats us well, I will go to Lord Luo, I will personally escort the documents to Beijing, and ask Your Majesty for a ghost hand." ”

Su Lu stopped Su Ping: "Don't go, let Luo Xuan go, this time it's also a matter of scenery, Luo Xuanrong has been a horse for half his life, and he is still a guerrilla general, let him go this time." ”

Holding against the Qin army, first leveling and then winning, such a great victory, for His Majesty and the three provinces, is a slight victory in the southwest, although due to the agreement between Su Lu and Li Chengfeng, can not be hyped up, but can ensure the safety of the southwest for five years, such a great achievement, or to pay the general.

Su Lu is naturally the first merit, but the general who went to report the victory is likely to receive the first merit, if he walks around in a relationship, it is not impossible to be promoted to two sān jí titles, or even knighthood.

Su Ping pursed his lips: "I can't fight for merit again, I went, I didn't want to be scolded by Your Majesty, compared to your second brother's safety, this Xiting is nothing in Your Majesty's heart." ”

Su Lu ignored Su Ping, and turned to look at Qian Buzhou:

"Old Qian, I'm seriously injured and can't be a director, these days you sit in charge of the Chinese army on my behalf."

"The big scout was sent to Western Qin, I want to know the real reason why Li Chengfeng didn't want him to be defeated."