In the battle on the second day, the Ming army barely stopped the Tartar offensive by blocking the city gate at the cost of more than 200 lives. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 By evening, the Tartars were so dead and wounded that the soldiers were too tired to launch a large-scale attack.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, the Tartars went crazy and sent out rangers to patrol around Fushun City. The strange behavior of the Tartar made You Shigong strange, and several people thought about it for a long time, but they didn't understand the reason.

Don't the Tartars want to fight at night at all costs? If you fight at night, you should organize an attack and not stop at a distance. There was a fog in everyone's hearts.

After waiting for more than an hour, the Tartars continued to send people to patrol around, and the Ming soldiers slowly got used to the harassment of the Tartars and no longer felt nervous. You Shigong took the opportunity to replace the city wall with some physically strong soldiers, and more of them were filled with militia, and they were still on duty in turn, just like last night.

During the day, he was tired all day, and Shen Jia was arranged to rest early in the evening. Shen Jia felt that he had some time, so he rushed home by the way, wanting to visit Wen Qing and them. dragged his tired body home, pushed open Wen Qing's door, and happened to meet Wu Shihan coming out. Shen Jia's bloody body frightened Wu Shihan, and she instinctively wanted to turn around and run away, but was stopped by Shen Jia.

"It's me, Shen Jia."

Wu Shihan turned around when she heard this, and when she saw that it was Shen Jia, her originally flustered heart calmed down.

Shen Jia entered the room and sat down, stretched out and said, "Brother I'm tired!" ”

Wen Qing originally wanted to say a word to Shen Jia, but when she saw that Shen Jia's hair was scattered, his face was covered with blood and dust, and when he reached his mouth, he swallowed it in his stomach.

"The battle is fierce today? Look at you, don't be careful, your armor is torn. ”

Shen Jia turned his head to look, only to find that his arm had been cut by a blade at some point. Fortunately, it didn't hurt the skin, but only cut the armor.

Shen Jia smiled and said, "If it weren't for the quick reaction today, I would almost have to meet Lord Yama, but fortunately, Lord Yama saw that I was young and promising, and decided to let me live a few more years." What about Xiao B? Why didn't you see her? ”

"Sister Xiaoyi went to visit Lin Xiaoya and them in the front yard, and she will come over in a while."

Shen Jia sat on the chair, physically and mentally tired, and fell asleep while talking. Shen Jia soon fell asleep, he dreamed that the bright big knife was slashing at him, Shen Jia struggled, trying to get up and resist

Shen Jia suddenly woke up from his dream. He sat up sharply.

Wu Shihan was using an embroidery needle to help Shen Jia sew the broken sleeve tube, Shen Jia suddenly sat up, and the embroidery needle immediately pierced Wu Shihan's finger. Ten fingers connected to the heart, under the pain, Wu Shihan couldn't help but sigh, and at the same time woke up Shen Jia.

Shen Jia saw Wu Shihan covering his fingers, frowning and enduring the pain in his heart, and when his eyes swept to the remaining silk threads on his arms, Shen Jia immediately understood.

"It's me who is not good, I hurt Shihan, let me see."

Wu Shihan was the only one in the room, Shen Jia didn't care about Wu Shihan's shyness and struggle, grabbed her fingers and came to her. There was a thin pinhole on the white jade finger, and it was oozing red blood. Shen Jia grabbed Wu Shihan's finger and put it into his mouth without thinking about it.

Wu Shihan's face turned crimson, and he struggled to push Shen Jia away.

Shen Jia licked and said vaguely: "Shihan, saliva can stop bleeding, I'm stopping bleeding, it's right away." ”

Wu Shihan was ashamed, and let Shen Jiashi do it.

"You two are not ashamed or impatient, you have a good time, you go on, just treat me as air."

It was Wen Qing and the maid Ruyi who came in. Wen Qing teased as she walked in quickly, and at the same time there was a burst of fragrance.

Shen Jia, who had eaten a little indiscriminately at dinner, was a little hungry at this time, and his stomach suddenly gurgled.

"Senior sister, didn't you cook it yourself today?"

"I think it's beautiful, this is the leftover from my aunt and grandmother at noon, I originally wanted to feed it to the dog, seeing that you came back so late, I will give it to you in the heat."

Wu Shihan had already stood aside with her hand drawn, and at this time, she saw that Wen Qing deliberately pretended to be cold, so she quietly came to Shen Jia's side and sold Wen Qing completely.

"Sister Wu, if you fool around with Shen Jia like this again, sooner or later you will become his cheeky face, and you will really be a family by then."

"Bah, sister, what are you talking about, it's not a family, you don't enter a family, you have thick skin, you can eat openly, you are not afraid."

Ruyi giggled as she wiped the blood on Shen Jia's body and face with a hot towel dipped in water.

After Shen Jia finished washing, he opened the food box and saw Wen Qing making a good dish - steamed pig's trotters. Shen Jia tore off a piece with his hands and put it in his mouth, oily but not greasy, fragrant and crispy, Shen Jia was extremely reluctant to swallow this piece of meat.

"Senior sister, it's really a good craft, I also ate what you brought me in the army back then, why don't I feel this way?"

"Fuck off, you idiots, the food in the army is so good, there is meat to eat at once, and some people even only eat vegetables, pick out the meat and throw it away, you don't know it? Why, I've been hungry here for a month, and now I think the meat smells good, right? ”

Shen Jia patronized and bowed his head to eat meat, how could he care about replying. Watching Shen Jia gobble up, Wu Shihan kept reminding him to eat slowly and don't choke.

After quickly eliminating a bowl of meat, Qu Xiaoyi also returned. When she first entered the house, she was still a little lost, and when she could see Shen Jia in the house clearly, Qu Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly had a smile on her eyes.

"Shen Jia, are you back? Have you eaten? ”

"Have you seen your brother? He came back, and in the front yard, I asked He Yuefen to take care of him. ”

"Well, I'll go later."

Shen Jia hurriedly said: "Go quickly, take a look at your brother, he is also tired today, if you stay here any longer and don't leave, I can't be sure how Senior Sister Wen will arrange you." ”

"your Shen Jia, do you want to find a smoke?"

Shen Jia hurriedly turned his head sideways and put on a smile at Qu Xiaoyi, and Qu Xiaoyi reluctantly left the house.

Wu Shihan looked concerned and said softly, "Do you still want to sleep in the open air tonight?" Bring a quilt with you, it's still a little cold at night, so you don't catch a cold. ”

"It's okay, the south gate has already been arranged, there are covers, don't worry about me, be happy, it won't be long before the tartars will retreat."

Not long after, Qu Xiaoyi went and returned, everyone chatted in the house for a while, and at about eleven o'clock, Shen Jia rushed back to the south gate and found the firewood and straw stacks to lie down. He also slept here last night, and when he came over tonight, no one took it, and someone even laid the futon for himself in advance.

Shen Jia was a little puzzled, he didn't think much about it, and fell asleep.

As everyone knows, Shen Jia ate and lived with the recruits for two consecutive nights, and went into battle to kill the enemy together, and this young Shen instructor completely won the respect of the recruits from the bottom of their hearts. If Shen Jia relied on force and coercion to drive everyone before, then now, the recruits have a simple idea of dying for their confidants.

On the morning of the third day, the recruits regrouped. Looking at the recruits who survived yesterday's continuous battle, Shen Jia was full of emotion. The recruits' uniform slogans and high morale caused the soldiers of other battalions to look back frequently. The recruits have resolute eyes, calm and enthusiastic, and the anxieties and uneasiness of the past are no longer to be traced. When Shen Jia gave the order to rest in place, the recruits calmly picked up the bowls and basins, slowly walked to the breakfast delivered by the logistics, and lined up to receive it in turn.

At that moment, Shen Jia understood that the recruits had finally grown into veterans, which made Shen Jia happy from the bottom of his heart.

Shen Jia saw Wu Zhiwen, the timid and fearful quasi-"brother-in-law", finally threw away his past cowardice and began to stand tall in the crowd like a real man. Shen Jia suddenly found that his "brother-in-law" was quite tall.

After breakfast, a herald came over, saying that Mr. Chen was on patrol last night, and he encountered a cold and a high fever.

After You Shigong heard this, he smashed his fist on the city wall and let out a long sigh. Everyone understands that the strategy of defending Fushun this time is mainly formulated by Mr. Chen, if Mr. Chen has any accidents, it means that the defense of Fushun will be in trouble, and at the same time, the coach is critically ill, which will also have a fatal impact on the morale of the Ming army.

Shen Jia roughly guessed that Chen Ce might have suffered from a cold, and he understood that a cold was not easy for the people of the Ming Dynasty at all. In particular, Mr. Chen is 69 years old this year, and if he does not seek medical attention as soon as possible, I am afraid it will be difficult to get through this hurdle.

Thinking of this, Shen Jia said to You Shigong: "Uncle You, I still have some medicines for high fever at home, I will go back and bring the medicines, and I will go to Chen Ce's Mansion in person for a while, I will look at the symptoms, maybe I can help." ”

"Well, okay, this is a big deal, you go early and return early, don't worry about the south gate, with me, you can rest assured."

Shen Jia went home to get some cold medicine, brought some antibiotics, and hurried to Chen's mansion. After arriving at the door to report, he was quickly led to the backyard by the servant. After entering the house, Shen Jia found that He Shixian was also inside, and Shen Jia was about to speak, but he heard He Shixian say loudly: "Shen Shixian, you can't do things in a proper way, you seal the south gate, isn't this equivalent to driving the Tartars to the other three gates?" If everyone fights like you, what's so difficult, we just have to block the door. ”

He Shixian's provocation made Shen Jia very embarrassed, and Shen Jia said curtly: "Uncle He, I don't want to, the situation was critical at that time, and the little nephew had no choice but to make this decision, and I won't dare to do it next time." ”

"Forget it this time, don't do it again in the future, otherwise a big hat that is afraid of the enemy will be buckled to you, you have a hard time arguing, be careful."

Shen Jia nodded and thanked him.

He Shixian's loud voice had already made Chen Wu, the youngest son of Master Chen, dissatisfied. If it weren't for He Shixian being the chief soldier, Chen Wu would have wanted people to drive them out, and there were sick people at home, so why didn't he pay attention.

Chen Wu is about twenty years old this year, and he is Chen Ce's youngest son, and he did not follow his father's will to go to the road of martial arts. In the early years, he had been studying to gain fame and fame, and he got a show. Chen Ce praised his youngest son's performance on the road to the imperial examination, but since he got Xiucai, Chen Wu has never taken a step forward. After waiting for a few years, Chen Ce couldn't bear it anymore, so he transferred Chen Wu to the army and became a clerk.

Chen Wu was low-key and rarely revealed his relationship with Chen Ce in the army, so only a few people knew about his relationship with Chen Ce. This few people, including Shen Jia and He Shixian.

"Mr. He, my father is sick, please be quiet, don't disturb the patient."

He Shixian also realized that his loud voice was inappropriate, and quickly suppressed his voice.

Shen Jia looked at Chen Ce's youngest son with a strange expression, and he forced a smile and said, "Brother Chen, how is Elder Chen now?" Can you let me go in and have a look, I've brought some medicine, if the symptoms are correct, it should work. ”

Chen Wu had already invited several Lang Zhong in a row, because Chen Ce was too old, Lang Zhong was not very optimistic about Chen Ce's condition, and after prescribing some herbal decoction, Lang Zhong left in a hurry. Chen Wu understood what this meant, at this time, a dead horse should be regarded as a live horse doctor, since there is a way, try it and maybe find a way to live.

Chen Wu nodded and took Shen Jia into the inner bedroom. There was a strong smell of Chinese herbs in the bedroom, and a maid was sitting next to the bed, who was constantly wiping Chen Ce's snot with a hand towel. When Shen Jia got closer, he touched Chen's forehead with his hand, and was roughly convinced that it was just a cold.

For a normal cold, it takes about a week to heal after taking medicine, and it takes so long without medicine. The key is that the high fever is extremely devastating to the human body, Chen Ce is old and weak, if it weren't for the martial arts experience in his early years, which made his body strong, maybe he would have been unbearable.

Shen Jia took out a box of cold medicine from his sleeve and said to Chen Wu: "Uncle Chen, take one of these medicines at a time, one in the morning and one in the evening, and drink more boiling water." If you are lucky, you will be able to reduce the fever in the afternoon, but if the fever still does not go away in the evening, you can send someone to tell me again, and I will increase the dosage again. “

Chen Wu bowed down and thanked him, and quickly asked the maid to wake up Chen Ce to take medicine. Seeing this, Shen Jia and He Shixian had no choice but to say goodbye and leave.