Chapter 64: The Capture of the Headquarters

The medical officer smiled: "Since it is treated by Yu Gong, there is no problem." ”

"No problem? I've cracked open this wound, okay?! ”

Ling Xiaohan also felt that he was a little strong, but he just didn't want to admit defeat.

The medical officer smiled and said, "Young man, although I don't know what the inside story is, I can conclude that if it weren't for Yu Gong, the injuries on your body would have been much worse at this time." ”

"What do you mean......

The medical officer said: "Yu Gong is a master in the world, and his medical methods are superb, but he is not within the reach of mediocre people like us, and the medicine made by Yu Gong is his personal creation, and they all have unique effects...... Although I don't know what kind of medicine you are taking, young man, it must have a significant effect, although you are seriously injured at this time, but your recovery is very fast, I think it should be related to the bowl of light green decoction. ”

Ling Xiaohan was very surprised: "You mean that I don't hurt now, is it because of that bowl of medicine?" ”

The medical officer nodded: "Young man, the injury on your body is very serious at this time, but the wound has not deteriorated, the pulse is stable, and the qi and blood are not lost. ”

"Could it be that he gave me that bowl of medicine just to prevent me from getting hurt again?" Ling Xiaohan didn't believe it, "How could he have expected ......it?"

The medical officer said seriously: "Yu Gong is not only skilled in medicine, but also has divine skills, even if he expects things first, it is not surprising, everyone in the world knows it." ”

"What about NB?"

Ling Xiaohan remembered the sudden strange behavior of the Yellow Turban Soldier when he fought with the Yellow Turban Soldier in the tavern for the first time, and he suspected that it was related to Yu Ji at that time, so it seemed that Yu Ji was not simple.

At this time, a somewhat "despicable" thought popped up in his mind: If Yu Ji is killed, will he be able to obtain these abilities in him?

This thought flashed through him, not that Ling Xiaohan didn't dare to think about it, but that the medical officer opened his mouth and interrupted his train of thought.

Medical officer: "Since it is Yu Gong's personal treatment, then I don't have to look at it anymore, in terms of medical skills, it is definitely not as good as one." ”

Ling Xiaohan was a little relieved: "It turns out that he didn't want to poison me...... He's not that bad......"

The medical officer smiled: "Yu Pingpingsheng can only save people, how can he harm people?" The boy was overwhelmed. ”

Ling Xiaohan pursed his lips and thought: Let's just say that in the tavern, didn't he indirectly kill those big men? ?

The medical officer continued: "I have examined the other two, and although both of them were wounded, one of them was very similar to you...... On the contrary, there was another person, and the injuries were more serious. ”

As soon as Ling Xiaohan heard it, he knew that it was You Heng and Lu Gong who were talking about, and wondered in his heart: Could it be that when he set off, the old man also gave the devil a bowl?

"No! I'm going to have to ask the devil! Ling Xiaohan stood up and asked the medical officer, "How long will it take for the injuries of the two of them to heal?" ”

The doctor said, "It will take a few days for the lighter ones." ”

"Alright, let's go!"

Ling Xiaohan beckoned to the Yellow Turban Soldier behind him, looking like he didn't look like a prisoner he had just been captured.

The Yellow Turban soldiers in charge didn't dare to call the shots, and one of them ran to report to Zhou Cang, and soon came back and said that Zhou Cang had asked Ling Xiaohan to see him.

"Damn, I just saw a P and I saw it!" Ling Xiaohan hurriedly went to see You Heng and scolded.

The Yellow Turban soldier said that he found a live mouth when he was cleaning up the battlefield and was escorted back to the camp, and Zhou Cang asked Ling Xiaohan to go and confront him.

When Ling Xiaohan heard this, he immediately thought of the lieutenant who hit the horse's head with a knife to save him from being trampled by the horse's hooves, so he changed his mind and went to see Zhou Cang with the Yellow Turban soldiers.

As soon as I arrived outside the tent, I saw a group of yellow turban soldiers escorting several people.

Ling Xiaohan hurriedly walked over and swept them one by one, all of them were soldiers-like faces.

When the soldiers saw Ling Xiaohan, they cried and cried for help.

Ling Xiaohan was a little disappointed and comforted them a few words. Turning around, he asked the Yellow Turban soldiers, "Is that all?" Anything else? ”

The Yellow Turban soldiers all looked at Ling Xiaohan strangely, but no one answered.

Ling Xiaohan strode into the tent, only to see Zhou Cang interrogating a person who was being tied.

There was also a Yellow Turban General and several Yellow Turban soldiers in the tent, seeing Ling Xiaohan walking in quickly, the Yellow Turban soldiers immediately surrounded him, and the military general also nervously immediately drew his sword.

"You all go down!" Zhou Cang ordered loudly.

After everyone left, Zhou Cang pointed to the person who was tied up and kneeling on the ground, and asked Ling Xiaohan to recognize it.

The man was wearing armor, and he couldn't tell who it was from behind, Ling Xiaohan turned around and came in front of him, and at a glance he could see that it was the deputy general who saved him from his horse.

But at this time, the lieutenant was obviously seriously injured, covered in blood, with his head bowed, weak, and looking like he was going to fall down at any moment.

"You...... Are you okay? ”

Ling Xiaohan saw that the deputy general was motionless and worried.

The deputy general was shocked, raised his head with difficulty, and when he saw Ling Xiaohan, his expression was shocked, and his breath became short: "General, general?!" You...... Still alive?! ”

With that, he coughed violently and then spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Ling Xiaohan hurriedly said, "Don't get excited! I'm fine! It's all thanks to you! If it weren't for you, I would have been trampled to death! You...... Do you want to take a break first? ”

The lieutenant coughed for a long time before he barely raised his head: "The last general...... Not long to live...... Checkmate...... Isn't it...... Descended the thief army? ”

Ling Xiaohan hurriedly said, "How is it possible! Am I that kind of person? ”

The adjutant general was short of breath and said intermittently:

"The last general...... Desperately rescue the general...... If the general surrenders the thief army, the last general will ...... Blind ......"

Ling Xiaohan was a little angry: "I said I didn't surrender!" ”

The lieutenant didn't seem to believe it, but nodded weakly.

Ling Xiaohan was originally grateful to this deputy general, but after chatting these two sentences, he was a little dissatisfied in his heart, and he didn't want to say any more words of thanks, but instead asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"What about the others? Are the other generals dead? ”

The adjutant general trembled, and his face was full of grief: "All the generals have been ...... Random arrows killed ......"

"Are you sure? All dead? ”

The adjutant general had tears in his eyes: "The last general...... See it with your own eyes...... So I want to go back to the horse...... Inform the general ......"

"Oh, that's good......"

Ling Xiaohan felt a sense of happiness in his heart, and he said it unconsciously.

Fortunately, the deputy general coughed violently and didn't hear Ling Xiaohan's words.

Ling Xiaohan thought of a more important question and hurriedly asked, "That's right! The girls...... What about the maids? Wouldn't you die too?! ”

The deputy general's extremely weak face showed a strange expression, and he looked at Ling Xiaohan:

"The last will not know...... The last general only knew that all the generals were ...... by the thief army Shoot-die-it! ”

The last three people, he said word by word, and spoke extremely hard.