Goxinga's recovery was as sudden as his madness, without any warning, and it was good to say yes. If you had to find a trigger, the only thing that could barely be considered a trigger was two unnutritious conversations with two ordinary wounded soldiers.

Goxinga, who was in a half-mad state, did not attend the meeting, but he was not idle either. Taking advantage of an oversight on the part of the Tianni sisters, he ran out with two fighters from the guard squad. Although the people in the guard squad couldn't get rid of it, they only knew how to obey their orders, so Guo Xing'a began to wander around the station very freely. Because the officers were in a meeting and the soldiers were training, he was crazy and only met a wounded soldier who was sad in the corner alone.

"Do you know where Huang Daping is?" Guo Xing'a is still immersed in the two-person world between him and Huang Daping, so the first thing he says when he meets anyone is to ask about Huang Daping's whereabouts.

"Either you die, or you tremble under the power of the adult." The wounded soldier replied earnestly after saluting Goxinga.

"Shivering?" Guo Xing'a himself was trembling because of Huang Daping, and he didn't expect Huang Daping to be trembling at all.

"The adults beat him several times, and he fled again and again, and he will definitely go after him after this training, of course he will tremble!" In the eyes of the wounded soldiers, it is not difficult to beat Huang Daping at all.

"But every time he comes back, he gets stronger and stronger, and I'm afraid I won't be able to beat him in the future." Guo Xing'a said the truth from the bottom of his heart in a daze.

"Adults are getting stronger and stronger with us! We only had four or five hundred people before, and we didn't have good guns, and we didn't have good guns. But after beating Huang Daping a few times, we have more than 20 of the best cannons, and the guns are also the best, and we have 15,600 people. At the beginning, we could beat him with 4 or 500 people, but now we can beat him with more than 1,000 people, and he will never be able to beat us. "The wounded soldier is very confident, or rather believes in Goxinga.

"Good! We will definitely win, take good care of our injuries, and make more contributions next time. Guo Xing'a's heart was a little cheerful, patted the wounded soldier's shoulder, and prepared to get up and leave.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to work for adults next time!" The wounded soldier said sadly.

"What's wrong?" Goxinga stopped.

"Look at my hands, sir!" The wounded soldier raised his wounded arm, and it turned out that he was the commander of the artillery charge who had his palm broken. There was no palm left on his raised left arm, and his wrist was shattered by the bullet, and the entire palm flew off at that moment.

"I'm gone, I can't fight with adults anymore!" The wounded soldier's tone of voice had been resolute, but then tears had fallen.

"What's your name?" Although Goxinga had an impression of him, he could not remember his name.

"My lord, my name is Tian Kuan." The wounded soldier smiled again.

"Tian Kuan, you can fight even if you hurt your hand, when I get better, you can also come to the officer class to listen to the class!" Goxinga's spirit is much better.

"My lord, if you can remember my name, it will be worth it. I'm a waste, what's the use? Tian Kuan doesn't want to drag others down, let alone be pitied.

"Have you heard of Nelson?" Guo Xing'a just started with a question, a soldier who didn't even know Qin Shi Huang, where would he know an Englishman.

"Nope! Is it its hero? Tian Kuan felt that Guo Xing'a wanted to tell a great story about the flag man.

"It's not! He is British, that is, foreigner. The foreigners have been using muskets for a long time to fight, but at that time the quality of their muskets was not good, either the chamber was blown up or the air leaked, and it was dangerous to aim and shoot, so there were many people and one-eyed dragons who had lost a hand in their ranks. Nelson also has a hand, you're up to the wrist, he's up to the elbow. But he still commanded the army to win the most amazing heroes of their time, and there were many people in their army who did not have a hand and an eye. Guo Xinga said briefly.

"Your eyes are still there, you can still command aiming and shooting, your right hand is still there, you can still load shells, isn't it inconvenient! Don't be too lazy! Not good! Guo Xing'a patted Tian Kuan's shoulder again.

"Don't worry, sir!" Tian Kuan was still a little puzzled, but he knew that Guo Xing'a had a clear attitude, and he was willing to use himself.

After separating from Tian Kuan, Guo Xing's mind became more and more sober, and he gradually put aside his fear of Huang Daping, and was only one step away from getting out of the predicament. Although there is some child's play, it is a strange soldier's slightly flattering words, but it makes the confused person take it most seriously, better than the people around him. It's always like this in life, a person who has drilled the tip of the horns, no matter how hard the people around him are, it is difficult to move him, but it is an inadvertent sentence from an outsider that makes him enlightened.

Guo Xing'a shook off the guards a few steps, and wandered aimlessly while turning over the river and the sea in his mind. Suddenly, he heard a timid voice calling him, and Guo Xing'a searched for it before he found a wounded soldier in the corner. If Tian Kuan is sad in the corner, this guy is simply invisible in the corner, trying everything to hide himself.

"Did you call me?" Guo Xing'a looked at the wounded soldiers in confusion, there were few people in the Qing army who were not polite in front of Guo Xing'a.

"Come here, don't wander around outside, the officer will find out and scold in a while." Although the wounded soldier was described as a little obscene, his demeanor was amiable, and he still had a simple and kind smile on his face.

"Oh! Good! Guo Xing'a looked left and right, ran to the wounded soldier with a smile and sat down, and the soldiers of the guard squad who followed also pretended to be wounded soldiers and found a place to sit down nearby.

"You're hurting your head, it's okay!" The wounded soldier pointed to the white cloth on Goxinga's forehead and said.

"Yes! It's okay, you're hurt. Guo Xing'a didn't actually do anything, but everyone said that it was a gunshot wound on his head that was to blame, so Tianni wrapped a piece of gauze around his forehead, which was actually a psychological comfort. But at the moment he is in a state of semi-madness, and it is okay to say that he has hurt his head.

"The head is a Baihui acupoint, don't be careless, they ......" The wounded soldier had a special impression of Guo Xing'a, but as soon as he said a few words, he found that the people from the guard squad were sitting over, and he immediately became careful, and secretly pulled Guo Xing'a's sleeve.

"They're my patients, and they're all hurt here!" Guo Xing'a pointed to his head as he spoke, he had already determined that this wounded soldier was a surrender of the Taiping Army, not only did he not know himself nor the guard class, he could only be a new recruit.

"Let's go sit over there! Don't bother with them. Hey! The wounded soldier was about to leave with Guo Xing'a, and when he saw the people in the guard squad turn around, he nodded and smiled.

"Good! Let's go sit somewhere! Guo Xing'a felt that the wounded soldiers were not in danger, and signaled the guard squad not to follow, and several soldiers saw that the two were not far away, so they let the two pass. But they all quietly unbuttoned the holster, and gently moved * away.

"You have to be careful, stay away from those old officers and soldiers, we just came over and offended them and will suffer." The wounded soldier looked caring for his brother, put his arm around Guo Xing'a's shoulders and sat down under a wall.

Guo Xing'a looked at the wounded soldier, then at himself, and finally at the people in the guard squad, and finally understood why the wounded soldier took him as his own. The whole army wore uniforms, even the cooks who cooked, except for the wounded soldiers who wore civilian uniforms, and Guo Xing'a wore shirts and trousers. Those who wore uniforms were all Qing soldiers, and those who did not wear uniforms were not the Taiping troops who had just surrendered.

"We won't be officers and soldiers in the future." Guo Xing'a said with a smile that there was a sense of freshness when Kangxi met Wei Xiaobao.

"Let's talk about it later! But they have just come down from the battlefield, not one side! Do you dare to say that the wound on his hand must not have been caused by the lead that flew out of your musket? Let's be careful! Brother! The wounded soldier had the tone of a passerby.

"What will I do after that! No, let's run! "Goxinga is very cooperative.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't die! You can't run on the battlefield, you can still run. The wounded soldier didn't dare to move too much, so he secretly pinched Guo Xing'a behind his back.

"Oops! But how scared I am of them all the time! Guo Xinga rubbed his back vigorously.

"What are you afraid of, just fight again. How good is this place, I have a broken arm, and the officer and the soldier said that I have to make up for it, guess what? Now I have bone broth every day. In another place, a soldier still drinks bone broth, and it will be good if you don't bury it. Now that we are divided, when the injury is healed, we will also be incorporated into the team, and we will also wear the number one coat, and then find Longhair to fight, we will all be our own people! "The wounded soldiers are planning their future very well.

"Then why did you become a long-haired man in the first place!" Guoxing Ashun asked.

"Silly brother, the knife is on the neck, if you don't kill it, you have a way!" The wounded soldier said with a smile.

"That's it, the official army fights long hair, long hair kills Qing demons, when will it be a head!" Guo Xinga also asked a puzzle in his heart. Although Guo Xing'a had the idea of becoming a warlord in his heart, there was no answer to why he became a warlord and what to do if he became a warlord. The fighting for months has been all about fighting for the sake of fighting.

"Hit an emperor and it's the head!" The wounded soldier was also shaved and felt a little uncomfortable touching the top of his bare head.

"It's not like there's an emperor now." Guo Xing'a felt that the answer to the wounded soldiers was a bit naïve, and it was still the case of the peasant uprising to become the emperor.

"Now there are two, and when it's one, I won't fight." The wounded soldiers began to pick lice, but after a few searches of the clothes issued by the officers and soldiers, not a single lice could be found.

"An emperor?" Goxinga felt like he had met a philosopher again.

"It's about the same as the neighborhood, everyone lives close, today you stepped on two seedlings of my house, and tomorrow I broke a brick of your house, but it just so happens that neither of us can suppress anyone. So what to do, fight! It's the same with the two emperors, but we have to come out and work hard. When that day comes, one wins and the other is killed, then there is no need to fight! "The parable of the wounded soldier is simple to understand.

"There won't be just two people in the neighborhood!" Guo Xing'a sighed, in a few days, England and France, who were separated from the Qing Dynasty by a few yards, were going to come to the courtyard of the Qing Dynasty to set fire.

"It's all the same, there is friction in the neighborhood, everyone is evenly matched and they don't give in, so there is only fighting. You have relatives and I also have friends, call friends and change the group to beat up! The wounded soldier laughed and said, but Goxinga seemed to see the First World War.

"Unless there is a big brother one day, and whoever is the most powerful big brother will not accept whoever is killed, then they will all be honest, and no one will dare to fight. The emperors have gone to worship the eldest brother, so we don't have to fight desperately. "Guoxing Adu wants to knock one to the wounded soldier, the whole prophetic emperor.

"Peace must be maintained by force, and only under power can there be fairness and justice." Guo Xinga was quite emotional.

"My brother hasn't walked through the rivers and lakes!" The wounded soldiers were also quite emotional.

"Just like this hair, God's second son said that he wanted to keep all his long hair, Daqing said that he wanted to tie braids, and the official and military master said that he wanted to shave it all, who do you say to listen to?" The wounded soldier looked at Guo Xinga seriously.

"I don't know!" Goxinga shook his head.

"Listen to the big man now, because the big man is in charge of the food, whoever has the big fist will listen to whoever has the big fist in the future." The philosopher began to look at the sky.

There was a smell of food in the air, and the wounded soldier who watched the sky sniffed and went to drink bone broth, and Guo Xinga also recovered. He walked out of the fear of Huang Daping, out of the confusion and out of the direction.

"Everyone, Guo Wu is back......" Facing the subordinates who came to visit him, Guo Xing's face had a familiar and somewhat sly smile. Touching Mosingan's head, Guo Xinga felt that the current head shape was much better than long hair or braids.