After Jiang Linglong entered the account, there was an exclamation.

They all persuaded her to go back to the palace, and not to joke about the jade body.

Seeing that she was carrying a doll behind her, she was even more stunned.

To her, the child is fine, and he will be suspicious.

After smoothing out the small movements, she began to arrange for the staff. The vacant good jobs were filled by the medics who volunteered to sign up. She went in one medical tent after another to train them, demonstrating in detail how to move patients, how to touch and observe them without gloves and other protection, so as to protect themselves to the greatest extent possible and at the same time obtain accurate information for the medical officer.

Not everyone will wake up after passing out, and not everyone will have a chance of persistent high fever. Some people died within half a day of the onset. There are also some people who can barely get off the ground despite having a high fever.

At present, medical officers can only dispense medicine according to different conditions and try their best to reduce fever.

But everyone, including Jiang Linglong, knew that this had little effect.

Fortunately, when the three imperial doctors left the palace, they took He Youran's things, and brought two carts of ox bile water that he had prepared, although it could only be used for disinfection of external injuries, but it could somewhat prevent contact infection.

Almost all the soldiers in the barracks had wounds.

This is already a timely rain for the good workers and medical soldiers who braved their deaths in the medical tent.

The eldest among the imperial doctors, Ti He, secretly sent a message to Jiang Linglong, saying that the test was ineffective, and it was being redeveloped, so it was necessary to delay time.

He did not dare to say this out loud for fear of undermining people's confidence.

After all, there is nothing more they can do than hang the lives of the sick as best they can.

It's better to survive than to die.

Stay up, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

Everyone is just constantly busy, seemingly tireless.

It wasn't until the moonlight hung high that Jiang Linglong came out of the last medical tent.

The cold outside the tent overflowed, and it kept burrowing into people's bones.

She went to scoop a spoonful of cow bile water and washed her hands, and was so cold that she couldn't help shivering, thinking that the soldiers of the Red Ghost Battalion in the south of the city were going to suffer again tonight.

"City Lord." Xue An accompanied him, and at some point, his title for Jiang Linglong had been changed from His Royal Highness to City Lord.

"You eat something before you go." At noon, he ate a whole bowl of noodles, but she only stuffed two mouthfuls, and her voice was hoarse all day long.

Jiang Linglong listened and nodded.

To eat. She had to conserve her strength and not fall down.

After talking for a day, she only felt smoke in her throat, so she stopped talking and stretched out her finger to the side of the gang's camp.

After Si Huang entered the medical tent camp, he had been silently following her, and at this moment, Xue An was greedy, picked him up again, and followed Jiang Linglong to the gangfu camp.

The shouts around him never stopped.

There was also the faint sound of snoring coming from the barracks.

The soldiers who had been laid off were so tired that they swallowed a few mouthfuls of dry food and went back to sleep.

All this makes the night sky seem noisy and quiet at the same time.

The voice is vague, and the wind is clear.

"Report ——!"

Jiang Linglong stopped, thinking that the updated book of people had come.

She motioned for Xue An to wait, turned around herself, and saw a bloodied soldier with a gray face, rolling and crawling towards her.

He also had an arrow stuck in his shoulder.

Jiang Linglong raised her eyebrows, with a bad premonition.

The man came to her and presented her with a silk book.

Jiang Linglong stretched out his hand to take it, unfolded it to check, and heard the soldier's anxious announcement, "The Pingnan army is attacking the city at night, and it has already hit the east and west gates!" ”

She bowed her head, and the eight bloody words on the silk book stood out:

"Destroy my comrades, and be punished for rebellion!"

Qingjun side.

Do you have to stir up peace when human life is at stake?

Jiang Linglong crumpled the silk book into a ball and raised her hand and fell to the ground.

"How's the battle going, people leading the troops?" Her voice was hoarse, with anger, and it seemed that it was because of this anger that she calmed down. Jiang Linglong changed direction and ran out of the camp, and the soldier who reported the news behind him followed with his wounds.

"Cheng Ye went to the east gate. The Pingnan army took advantage of the rain of arrows and prepared to hit the door. ”

"I'll go to Simon. Let Zhang Que sit in the camp and dispatch, and there must be no one in the camp. She ran without touching the ground, and wondered in her heart: Gu Han's scarcity of bows and trees is well known, where did he get so many bows and arrows from the Pingnan Army.

"Don't go to the doctor's tent!" She remembered that he still had an arrow wound, and told him as she ran, "Go to the Wufu Palace, go to the Cuiluan Palace, and find He Youran for help!" ”

Xue An rode a horse from behind Jiang Linglong, his eyes were quick, and he picked up Jiang Linglong and copied it on the horse's back.

"Where's Huang'er?!" She had just sat down behind him, her face shocked.

"Lost to the handsome camp to accompany Zhang Que!" There was wind in his answer.

Jiang Linglong grabbed the corner of Xue An's back and breathed a sigh of relief.

This guy is very good. I don't know who is more powerful than Nong.

Rushing all the way to the west of the city, she turned over and dismounted, and she didn't care about the pain in her buttocks, and ran up the inner door steps to climb the stairs.

The sound of war was unusually clear. The clamour, the roar, the wind-breaking sound of the rain of arrows, and the muffled sound of stakes crashing against the door.

Climb the final staircase.

Arrows rain down on the sky. The city guards simply could not get close to the walls to counterattack.

Jiang Linglong suddenly stood on the steps and didn't move.

"Be careful!"

Fortunately, Xue An pressed her head, she bent down, and the arrow shot past her from the left side, splitting a few strands of green silk down.

The last time I saw a war, it was in Xuyang, where Gu Han and Linguo fought for the mine.

She saw that in close combat, people were fighting each other, so the goal was clear, and both sides had a posture of fighting to the death.

Tonight, she really saw what it means to have no eyes in a sword.

The rain of arrows of the Pingnan Army was menacing, wave after wave in the air, quite dense. It can be seen that the person who released this arrow array spared no human life and combat power in order to overwhelmingly attack himself.

Domineering, strong, eager for quick success.

There is a vicious emotion mixed in.

Every sharp arrow missed, as if with the hatred of the archer.

The moment she bent over, she had a flash of inspiration, and then her face became angry.

"Zhao Chong, you bastard!" With that, he rushed out.

Xue An pulled her to avoid the arrow, the two moved to the side, Xue An took the rattan shield and threw a rattan armor to Jiang Linglong for her to wear.

There are few city guards, and in order to avoid delaying the military situation, they just brought the supplementary mail to the city tower in the afternoon so that they can be easily accessed at any time.

On the tower, the guards were in groups of two, one drawing a bow and the other raising a shield, approaching the edge of the outer city wall.

Half of the people Teng Dun was full of arrows, and he was in danger.

There are only three zhang of place on the city wall that can stand people, even if the archers all fill the position, and there is a huge difference between them and the Pingnan army below.

Jiang Linglong grabbed the two of them and shouted at them in the hustle and bustle, "Go and push the baggage!" ”

The two of them froze for a moment, and they should have run away and called for help together.

"The other party's baggage has not come out, why should we carry the baggage?" Xue An was puzzled, feeling that she had no experience in fighting, so she kindly reminded, "This distance, and face to face, the catapult can't hit people, and the other party can already predict and dodge before we calibrate." ”

"I can fight." Jiang Linglong patted Xue An, full of confidence, "As long as our baggage is faster than them." ”