The dense Shu army soldiers barely stood on the road holding their stomachs, all of them pale, looking haggard and uncomfortable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhuge Liang gently shook the feather fan, white with a little gray Confucian shirt and scarf, exuding a holy luster in the afterglow of the sunset, he gently shook the feather fan to the middle of the wounded soldiers, and said with a smile: "Brothers, you have suffered." ”

The wounded soldiers clutched their stomachs and replied weakly: "It's not bitter, it's not bitter, it's hard to be a prime minister." ”

Zhuge Liang nodded, and came to a wounded soldier, and when he saw that he was sweating on his forehead, he shook a feather fan for him and sent a cool breeze.

In fact, these wounded soldiers, without skin injuries, are all gastrointestinal diseases, dysentery and diarrhea.

The wounded soldier was shaken by the cool breeze, and hurriedly cried: "Prime Minister, the villain can't afford this. As he spoke, he twisted his legs and tightened his thighs.

Zhuge Liang was amiable, and fanned the cool breeze again, "It doesn't matter, you can stand it." ”

The wounded soldier was also exposed to the cool breeze, and suddenly he was thinned.

Zhuge Liang's face turned green.

The wounded soldier was dragged down and disappeared.

Zhuge Liang took a step, and the nearby wounded soldiers were all paralyzed to the ground, and the rest of the wounded soldiers all changed their faces drastically, looking like they were going to die, and shouted: "Prime Minister, we don't need to fan the wind!" ”

Zhuge Liang coughed, and said: "Brothers, you contributed to my Shu Han, but you fell ill, and my Zhuge Liang was very unhappy. Although Shu Han needs your strength, how can he sit back and watch his brothers suffer. ”

Speaking of this, Zhuge Liang looked difficult, and waved his fan with difficulty, "You just stay and surrender to the Qin army." ”

"What?" The wounded soldiers were dumbfounded, forgetting their pain for the time being.

Zhuge Liang raised his wide sleeves and wiped his face under his eyes. When he showed his face again, he shook the feather fan lightly and said with a smile: "Qin Jun will treat you." After saying that, his face twitched.

The wounded soldiers were stunned at first, but some of them understood it and immediately spread it. The wounded soldiers fell to the ground one after another and shouted: "The prime minister is kind, and we thank the prime minister for saving his life." ”

In the crowd, Fa Zheng nodded and said: "The prime minister's move has won countless soldiers' hearts, and it has far-reaching significance." ”

All the generals in Shu nodded in admiration.

Zhuge Liang left, and the wounded soldiers were all grateful to see him off, and they all cried and worshiped the prime minister.

As soon as Zhuge Liang left, after a while, the wounded soldiers couldn't stand it, they all collapsed to the ground, holding their stomachs and screaming in pain. Some hurried to the ...... of no man's land.

...... after a long, long time.

The wounded soldiers of the Shu army stretched for three or five miles on the main road, and they were very scattered. But among them, the front part is the real wounded soldiers, really scattered, and the rear part is the elite led by Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, all of which are fake calls, seemingly scattered, and they are all strictly organized.

Under a big tree on the side of the road.

The second master touched his beard, and after a while, the third fat man came running and shouted, "Second brother, Qin Zijin will be here soon!" ”

Guan Gong hurriedly said: "Quick, that, let the soldiers be ready, and no one can show their stuffing." ”

Guan Ping stepped forward.

Guan Gong's eyes widened, "Don't go yet." ”

Who knew that Guan Ping saluted and said, "Father, it's time to put on makeup." ”

Guan Yu frowned, and said impatiently: "Hey, then come on, you must be careful, don't break your father's beard." ”

So, Guan Ping took out the gauze and gave Guan Yu a head, the head was not enough, and he also crossed his face. After more than a dozen laps, Guan Yu became a mummy, and his eyes, nose and mouth flowed out, what a big red face, and what four strands of long hair disappeared.

This is Zhuge Liang's attention, pretending to be a seriously injured person, he is not afraid of being seen as a flaw in his unique appearance.

Zhang Fei next to him, someone also helped put it on the plate.

In a few moments, there are two more mummies.

Among them, the fat mummy touched his chin, but he didn't touch anything, so he said, "Son, okay?" ”

Guan Ping hurriedly said respectfully: "Father, you and the third uncle are all seriously injured, you can't live alive, you can't stand, you still need to lie down, you can't move, you must not move." ”

Zhang Fei said first: "I know, isn't it just a corpse." "Bang, he hit the ground and didn't move.

"Oh, my father knows." Although Guan Gong felt that he had lost his identity, he still lay down side by side with Zhang Fei.

At the scene, 20,000 wounded soldiers, half of them were real and half were fake. This is a big drama that director Zhuge Liang showed to King Qin, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei are the first and second male leads.

So, Guan Ping and the people and all the soldiers and horses were lying down. For a while, the screams on the "set" continued, and that scene was the same as the plague and mass deaths and injuries in the refugee camp, which was really miserable to watch.

'On set' was really miserable.

Dark.

"Good...... Good...... Good....... A man sat on a small cart and shook a feather fan, pointed back, and disappeared without a trace from the person hurriedly pushing the cart.

"The prime minister's plan is really wonderful, conforming to current events and turning the tide ......." Fa Zheng and others hooked their shoulders and walked away.

The 'set' was really miserable, 20,000 people were screaming on the ground with their stomachs covered, and some were rolling on donkeys, which was really terrifying to death.

That is, a few minutes later.

Pimples and pimples, the three Qin army scouts came here on horseback.

"Oops......." When the Qin army scouts A, B and C saw the situation at that time, they were almost scared to death.

"Damn, there's such a thing!"

"Go and tell the king to know!"

A, B, and C flicked the horse's head, and the horse drove the duck away.

"Report ......, King!"

Didn't see the king.

After a while, the king came out from behind the tree, wearing the waistband of his trousers.

"King, a major discovery, there are a large number of Shu army sick numbers on the road ahead, all lying on the ground humming!"

The last time I found a sick number, it was also discovered by this scout, so it is familiar with it.

Qin Feng straightened his golden helmet and looked at Jia Xu Pangtong.

Pang Tong secretly squeezed Jia Xu away, and then grabbed the first opportunity to speak, and said: "King, Zhuge Liang abandoned Shouzizhong, which means that he wants to run away and return to Chengdu." Because our army is trying to catch up, this must be because the Shu army's illness can't support it, and Zhuge Liang is no longer able to manage them, so they are all behind. ”

"Makes sense." Qin Feng waved his gun, "Let's go, let's take a look." ”

Qin Feng hurriedly went to check and came to the 'set' arranged by Zhuge Liang, this guy looked at it, good guy, this scale is too big, 20,000 sick people are lying on the road humming, and suddenly see that it can scare people to death. There were screams everywhere.

Fortunately, Qin Feng and the others had already prepared, but they couldn't help but turn pale. Qin Feng said angrily: "Zhuge Villager, just abandoned the soldiers who were born and died for him. ”

Everyone agrees.

"King, what should I do?" Zhao Yun asked.

The Qin army has always refused to abandon or give up, and it is kind to prisoners. This discipline was set by Qin Feng, so the Qin army could not ignore these Shu army sicknesses, and Qin Feng could not ignore them.

As the sun sets, the rescue operation immediately begins.