Cheng Chumo was very disappointed, he looked at the sky above him weakly, looking at the two eagles above his head who wanted to give birth to a pair of wings for the first time, if that was the case, he could have flown to Shuofang four days ago, maybe Zhang Yi would not have died in battle!

However, Cheng Chumo had no choice at all, he could only wait, waiting for Li Jing's order. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, he seemed to have lost a lot of things, and at this moment Li Jing's face was smiling, and Cheng Chumo even had an urge to rush up and beat him up, but reason calmed him down.

"General, the third child can't hold it anymore, they ask you to give them a ride!" Zhou Ting slowly walked in front of Cheng Chumo, sighed, and then said the most unbearable words in his heart.

Wu Sanjin is a lieutenant in Cheng Chumo's hands, and like several auxiliary soldiers, one arm was thrown on the grassland, obviously although it was winter, but the place where his broken arm was still pus, and he was constantly suffering from a high fever.

Let Cheng Chumo go over, in addition to talking about the last brotherhood, what he wants most now is to let his brother give him a good time.

Of course, if it were a normal time, he might have given birth to hope for survival, but now... All this is just an unrealistic fantasy.

"The third child's injuries have worsened?" Cheng Chumo's voice became a little cold, and he turned his head and asked Zhou Ting, "Tiemuhe has already come, presumably the counterattack will be within these two days, didn't you make it clear to the third child?" ”

"Yes, but... The third child has already decided! Zhou Ting whimpered, he didn't want to lose such a brother, but the truth was that Wu Sanjin couldn't stand it at all.

Not to mention that the wound has suppurated, and the whole shoulder has begun to heat up constantly, it is all an old fritter in the army, Wu Sanjin knows very well that he has no hope of survival at all.

Zhou Ting is also very aware of this situation, so even if he can't bear it, there is nothing he can do. When a soldier eats food, he eats a knife-edge meal, Wu Sanjin is unlucky, no wonder others, his food in the wounded camp is definitely more than what Cheng Chumo eats, and the military doctor also did his best, he can only blame himself for his bad luck.

"Okay, I'll go and see what else the third child wants!" Cheng Chumo stood up with difficulty, there wasn't much he could do, and even he didn't know if he could survive this battle, but he still walked towards the wounded barracks.

......

Came to the wounded barracks.

Wu Laosan's face was very thin, but his shoulders were large, and the high raised leather armor and the slightly pale face on his face showed that his life was constantly passing.

"Third, how's it going?" Cheng Chumo leaned on the low bed.

"It's almost gone!" Wu Laosan smiled with difficulty on his face, and looked at Cheng Chumo in silence for a while with an expression that only he could understand, before he said: "It's really my brother who can't resist inviting the general to come today, and I don't have the courage to do it myself, so please give me a ride!" ”

In fact, there has always been such a tradition in the military.

On the battlefield, when a soldier's hand is too badly injured to be treated, they usually ask a brother to give them a good time and then give their last words.

This may seem cruel, but in fact it is very sensible.

In the era of backward medical treatment, not to mention that the whole arm was lost, even a cold and flu could kill someone, and now Wu Sanjin's wound is inflamed, and he has a fever, unless there is a doctor with good means to treat it, otherwise there is no way to persevere.

"Damn, what are you talking nonsense?" Cheng Chumo slapped Wu Sanjin in the face, although it looked vicious, but the strength was very small, and he scolded angrily: "Didn't you break your jumping arm?" There are many brothers in the army who have broken arms and legs, and there is no one who is looking for death and life.

Didn't you say you still have a mother-in-law and a three-year-old baby at home? Just for them, you all snort and live for labor and capital! When you get to Shuofang, labor and management will find you the best doctor, and you are still afraid that you will not be able to cure your little injury? Listen to me, grit your teeth, and carry it as soon as your eyes open and close! ”

"Yes, grit your teeth and carry it!" Zhou Ting also said on the side: "Don't you know, this mother-in-law will suffer after remarrying, and you don't want to think about it, the family business you have earned so hard over the years will be cheaper for others."

Don't say that my brother didn't remind you, when the time comes, your house will be lived in by someone else, your mother-in-law will be slept by someone else, and even your son will have to call others Dad, are you worth it? ”

"My mother-in-law will not remarry, my son... My son...."

Wu Sanjin was suddenly furious, and his whole body kept trembling. Shake.

He came out to eat military meals in order to save some money and food for his family, and of course, it was also for his son to have a number. According to the practice in the army, as a captain, he is actually a military attache from the sixth grade, although his position is not high, but he is also an official, and the military merits of the Tang Dynasty are important, so as long as he goes out on the battlefield, he is often on the front line.

Although his martial arts are not high, he is also a rare warrior, and he always thinks that he can get a title after accumulating military merits, even if it is the last title, it can also bless him The Wu family will continue.

What's more, the military system has always had a problem with protecting calves, even if he dies, as long as this incense is there, he believes that as long as he waits until his son becomes an adult, he can save a rich life.

Originally, he didn't listen to Cheng Chumo's words, he knew his own affairs, and he knew very well that he couldn't carry it at all, but Zhou Ting's words undoubtedly stimulated him.

His mother-in-law is slept with by others, and his son is called Dad, how can he stand it?

Didn't he Wu Sanjin even have a person who kowtowed during the New Year's holidays?

Of course, he doesn't care if no one kowtows to him, the most important thing is the incense of his Wu family!

As soon as he thought of this, he became anxious, his face immediately became crazy, and he said to Cheng Chumo: "General, I can't die, my son hasn't married yet, you help me, I must get through, get through..... You must have a way, you must have a way, right? ”

Although Wu Sanjin rekindled his hope of life, Cheng Chumo was still bitter.

What can he do at this point?

Xin said that if his good brother was here, he might still be able to think of something, while mourning for Zhang Yi at the same time, he suddenly remembered that when the two were separated in Shuofang City, Zhang Yi gave him something, and one of the functions of that thing seemed to be to treat knife wounds.

Thinking of this, Cheng Chumo shouted: "Wait for me!" Without looking back, he ran toward his tent.