When he opened his eyes, he felt a shiver of coldness.

"How about not burning more firewood for warmth?"

In the past few days, it has rained and snowed, wet and cold, if you don't burn the fire to keep warm, the cold at night is pressing, and it is really difficult to bear.

The house slave had tears in his eyes, and he knelt down with a thud, and threw himself on the ground with his head on the blue brick ground, and his mouth was full of wails.

"The slave is a capital crime, the slave is a capital crime!"

Duoduo couldn't bear to see it, so he wanted to stand up, but there were bursts of sharp pain on his body, and the strength that had been gathered was also dispersed, and the whole person fell on the couch again. In desperation, he could only say kindly: "Isn't it just to burn more firewood, why is it a capital crime?" Get up, get up! ”

Unexpectedly, when the house slave heard this, not only did he not get up, but began to cry.

At this time, someone outside shouted, "What are you crying about, howling mourning!" ”

Duoduo was immediately furious, he was the most disciplined in the army, and he dared to be shouted outside his tent in the army.

"Who is it? Kill the cane of the dog outside who doesn't have long eyes......"

Before he could finish his words, the house slave covered his mouth as if he were bouncing on a red-hot iron plate.

"Master, be quiet, be quiet, be quiet!"

Duoduo was even more angry, what the hell was going on, even the usually cautious house slaves dared to be so rude. However, his body was too weak, and he wanted to teach this house slave a lesson himself, but he couldn't.

At this point, in addition to his anger, a touch of fear gradually hit his heart, what happened to me?

It was a long time before Dodor regained his composure, and the slave told the truth with tears in his eyes.

It turned out that they were attacked by the Ming army stragglers in the forest that day, and Duoduo was shot in many places, and after forcibly insisting on the march for two hours, he finally fell into a coma due to his injuries. When the army was neutral, it became a mess, and at this time, the ambush broke out, and the main force of the Ming army, which the Qing army had been looking for, appeared. They lined up in a neat long formation, using muskets and cannons to crush the Qing army, which had lost its main general, and in the chaos, a group of men and horses fled to the Yalu River in panic. Another tried to resist desperately and was shot one by one by the Ming army's muskets.

Only Duoduo's private soldiers and slaves loyally protected their masters, but because they were dragging a big living person in a coma, the target was too obvious, and they were entangled by a small group of stragglers of the Ming army after escaping for half the night, and when a large number of reinforcements from the Ming army appeared, there was no possibility of escape, so they had to lay down their arms and choose to surrender.

As a result, Duoduo, who was seriously wounded, became a prisoner of the Ming army without knowing anything, and the prisoner of Duoduo was Lin Yizhi, the commander of the new army. However, at this time, Duoduo's domestic slave did not reveal his identity as Prince Yu, only that he was a Niu Lu Zhangjing.

At that time, Duoduo had already been replaced by domestic slaves in his princely clothes, and he was responsible for guarding and capturing the Ming army generals without suspicion, but they were all arranged in the wounded ward in the prisoner of war camp according to the standard. However, because they were prisoners of war of the Qing army, they naturally couldn't let them live too comfortably, first, the heating was canceled, and the other was only two bowls of gruel every day to satisfy hunger. After a few days, the eyes of these vigorous Qing soldiers were all tormented, and their feet were weak and weak.

Of course, this was also deliberately done by the POW camp in order to prevent the POWs from making trouble. As long as the captured Qing troops are guaranteed not to starve to death, the mission will be completed.

Under these circumstances, it was a rare treat for Duoduo to be placed in a room shared by two people.

After listening to the narration of the house slave, Duoduo could not accept the fact that he was captured and humiliated for a while, and shouted again and again in a frenzy: "This is impossible, this is impossible, the dog slave lied to me!" ”

The house slave grabbed the ground with his head and burst into tears.

"Death to a minion! If you don't keep your master and son safe, the slave will die! ”

Duoduo tried to remove the quilt from his body, but he couldn't exert any strength. It was also because he was in a coma for three days and three nights, and it was strange that he could have strength to sustain himself only by rice soup.

After cursing for a long time, the powerless Duoduo had no choice but to give up the struggle and lay there whimpering and crying.

At this moment, a familiar voice rang out in the room.

"Don't, don't cry, take care of your body, it's the right thing to take care of your injuries, and stay in Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood!"

"Who?"

Duoduo was shocked, he was so emotional just now that he ignored that there were other people in the room. When he tried to see the person standing on the edge of the couch, he was stunned.

"Suppilon!"

Who else could stand in front of Dordor but Suppilon? The wounded man was easily agitated, and Duoduo couldn't help but howl again, and the window lattices were smashed.

"Howl again, pour the porridge for dinner and feed it to the dog!"

Where would Duoduo pay attention to the threat from outside, but Suppression covered Duoduo's mouth again without hesitation, and begged in a low voice:

"King Yu, shut up, the southern barbarians hate it, and do what he says. In this camp you are to eat a piece of meat every seven days, and today is the official seventh day. As he spoke, he swallowed.

Seeing that the Manchurian warriors of the past were actually this virtue, Duoduo angrily reprimanded: "Kupilon, you are willing to be instructed by the Nanban for the sake of a piece of meat, what is the difference between you and a dog!" ”

At this point, Duoduo's gaze finally stopped on the empty sleeve of his right arm, and he asked in a trembling voice for a while, "You, where is your right arm?" ”

Suppilon sighed.

"His right arm was injured, he was plotted by a Korean slave, and he was amputated by a Western doctor! Otherwise, at this time, Suppilon would have been a mess of carrion! Afterwards, he leaned on the side of Duoduo's ear and told him that now that the identity of King Yu had been concealed, he must not show his feet.

Duoduo's eyes were full of anger, the Han people knew that it would rather be broken than broken, how could Curb Pilon be so unassuming, a dignified Manchurian warrior, could he endure the pain of being a cripple?

He wanted to reprimand him for a few words, but suddenly he felt dizzy, maybe he had just thought about it, and another toss consumed too much energy and physical strength, and he fell asleep deeply.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already pitch black, and it was already dark. Dodor felt thirsty, and his throat felt like smoke.

"Water, water, I want to drink water!"

shouted several times in a row, but there was no response. He wanted to struggle again and find some water for himself. With a lot of effort, I lifted the quilt on my body, and my body suddenly became cold, and I reached out to touch it, but it was wet and sticky between my tentacles. Sniffing his nose, there was a faint smell.

After Duoduo reacted, he was ashamed and angry, and the dignified Manchurian warriors who stood up to the sky couldn't even control their urine and urine. He doesn't want to alarm others, how can this embarrassing situation be seen by others?

However, Dordor didn't know that during his coma, it was all the and urine that the house slaves and Suppilon cleaned up for him.

It took a full quarter of an hour for Duoduo to muster enough strength to sit up straight from the couch in severe pain, and then to go down in the dark. But in the end, the center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

A loud voice immediately woke up Curb Bilon and the house slave.

A little bean-sized flame flickered, and the slave lit the oil lamp in the room and touched the bed, where Duoduo was long gone. Looking into the ground again, he saw that in the shadows, Dordor fell to the ground on his back, so shocked that he even fell to the ground with the oil lamp.

Seeing this, he hurriedly grabbed it and caught the oil lamp very neatly. This is what he exchanged for the money rat tail in the back of his head, and if he breaks it, he will have to go dark at night in the future.

Suddenly, Duoduo screamed like a pig.

"My legs, what about my legs?"

By the dim light of the oil lamp, Dodor was shocked to find that his right leg was missing. There was only an inch long section left at the base of the thigh, which was only wrapped in a thick white cloth. Dodor went mad and removed the white cloth wrapped around the stump, as if he could find his right leg inside, which was no longer visible.

The house slave quickly stopped Dordor from going crazy.

"Master, master, don't do anything about yourself. The Western doctor amputated your leg, too, and it was a last resort, all of them were rotten! Thankfully, the master is blessed with a great fortune and still survived! ”

When the Western doctor amputated one of Duoduo's legs, he told the slave with a serious and heavy face that he had only one hope of survival, and everything could only be left to fate, and Duoduo really came back to life. If this weren't protected by God and the Buddha, what would it be?

"The Han people say that if you don't die in a big disaster, you will have a blessing, and the master will have to endure humiliation and burden!"

At this time, Suppilon also came up to comfort Dordor.

Seeing the lingering appearance of Suppilon, Duoduo felt disgust in his eyes, lamenting his misfortune and angry with him. But in a blink of an eye, I thought of myself again, and I couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, tears like rain. At this moment, what right does he have to blame others?

He was a multi-hero in his life, and now he is like this, doesn't he still have to survive? Only now does he understand what it means to be the only death that has been difficult since ancient times!

As long as you live, there is no sin that you can't suffer! As long as you can live, there is no suffering that you can't endure! As long as you can live, there is no humiliation that you can't bear!

Don't say anything! Duoduo wiped away his tears and asked the house slave to help him up to the couch, and when he saw the yellow and white things of the bedding, he looked very embarrassed. But the slave turned as usual, and hastened to remove the bedding, and put his share on the couch of Dordor, and settled him in it.

When Dodor cried out that he was thirsty, he found a broken bowl in the corner of the room, and then took out a clay pot, poured half a bowl of water into it, and brought it to Dorgon's bed, only to find that he had fallen asleep again.

He put the broken bowl in his hand weakly on the edge of the couch, and couldn't help but gently caress the wound of the stump of his right arm with his left hand, which still hurts faintly to the touch, but it is nothing compared to the pain of that day.

He sighed, when will this kind of day be the end!