General, the shells have been sorted out, how many rounds are there.

"Yes." Lu Pan didn't even pause, as if the cannonball was not important, and gave the empty bowl to Junko to refill.

General, how much or how much the medicine has, has already been handed over to the medical officer.

"Yes." Lu Pan gave the empty bowl to Shunzi again.

Junko wiped his mouth, chewed the meat floss in his mouth, and hurriedly trotted to make the rice paste again.

General, how much food is there, and how many days are expected to be able to us.

"Yes," Lu Pan squinted at Shunzi with an empty bowl.

Junzi face: Oh, mom, young master, why did you eat so fast, you can just eat it with a pot.

When all the reports were finished, Lu Pan drank rice paste and glanced at several lieutenants and military advisors.

It can be seen that he has a little bottom in his stomach, and he has the leisure to observe others.

But it can't stop the adjutant generals and several military divisions from having eaten yet.

Devoted to biting bacon jerky.

With bacon in one hand and leba in the other, he was in a hurry, and some choked and hiccuped and drank water.

"Ahem."

It was all chewing, and no one looked at the land.

The cough didn't work, so Lu Pan could only take the initiative to ask: "What do you think?" ”

"General, me?" I'm sorry, Harazi came out and completely forgot how to answer.

However, general, can you please not ask questions at such a time.

Several military advisors were a little sweaty after eating, and when they heard this, they replied one after another:

"General, the Cloud Cliff Pass has been broken." The military advisor who spoke smiled.

Lu Pan nodded.

The military advisor smiled: "But why didn't the herald come?" ”

"Food team, reinforcements, why is there no news?"

"Mr. Song, how did they find us?"

Another military advisor said: "Along the way, they should have encountered the enemy's army, which side, and how many people?" ”

"They've seized a lot of weapons."

"A lot of weapons, that means the enemy is not a skirmisher, general. There are a lot of people, so how did Song Xian do it? ”

"Yes, and the northwest is completely different from what we think, and it's not peaceful."

Several generals and military advisors expressed their doubts, but in the end they all pointed to Song Fusheng.

In other words, only Mr. Song and his gang can answer us.

But the gang is all catching up on sleep right now.

So, what do we do?

We, like you, know that Mr. Song is definitely our own people, and without them, we dare not think about the consequences.

Push each other with their arms, eat quickly, continue to eat.

As long as the general asks, we can answer the last two sentences.

"I didn't expect to bring dried mushrooms, this is specially prepared for us by Mr. Song, right?"

"See, that's dried shredded radish, that's shredded radish, this has been brought."

Shunzi leaned over to Deputy Lieutenant Geng and whispered, "Uncle Song is really, he almost brought sauerkraut, and he has always been meticulous and thoughtful." ”

Vice Lieutenant Geng suddenly put down the bowl and pinched Shunzi's shoulder with the palm of his hand to show comfort.

Junzi understands that Deputy Lieutenant Geng told him not to be too sad, and Quanzi's arm was lost.

From the moment he knew, he began to enjoy bitterness.

"It's nothing, it's over, wait for me to avenge him. It's good to be alive. ”

"Heh, yes," Deputy Lieutenant Geng breathed a sigh of relief, they were all close to death: "Revenge." ”

And the land side has also stood up.

He can hear it, one of these people is counted as one, and he has no heart to discuss the next battle plan, and he will not move the place when he is full, so he will discuss and eat there.

Beckoning an adjutant general and ordering total martial law tonight.

The more times like this, the more we can't relax.

He also asked a personal guard to call all the medical officers.

When you are called, come with him.

……

Lu Pan lifted the curtain of the tent, and the men of the nine tribes were sleeping horizontally, and there was a smell of stinky feet.

glanced at Ren Zihao.

Ren Zihao was wearing the military uniform of the Lu family, and sat abruptly on the periphery guarding these people, holding his brother Ren Zijiu's head in his arms, and letting his brother sleep on his lap.

"Well, General."

Ren Zihao almost choked, and hurriedly spit out the Lieba in his mouth, empty his mouth, and explained:

"General, these are all small fellows, the little ones are here, if they have something, I can run errands, me?"

The more you talk about it, the more you are struggling.

Lu Jiajun has a rule, no matter what the situation, those who are on duty are on duty, and standing guard is standing guard, and even the area where wounded soldiers and ordinary soldiers can move is restricted, and they must listen to orders and cannot wander around.

He is running into the big tent without permission now, and he can't be cleaned up, right?

"Yes."

Kindness? Ren Zihao smiled, the general listened to it, and his lieutenant couldn't clean him up if he stared at him in the back.

As soon as he was happy, he hurriedly continued to eat, and he was about to starve to death.

Stuff what you just spit out into your mouth again.

Lu Pan: "......" looked back at the deputies, and he didn't know who managed the soldiers.

Geng Liang hurriedly stepped forward and slapped Ren Zihao's head.

Ren Zihao didn't escape being cleaned up in the end and was carried out of the tent.

In the tent, the medical officers look at each other, you look at me, I look at you, it's a lot of pressure.

See? General Dinghai personally stepped forward to check the injuries of these people, and checked them one by one, then they must be cured.

The high iron head was woken up by pain.

What are you doing, his ears are so good, who opened them?

Wang Zhongyu scolded people in a daze: grass, who is picking Lao Tzu's pants.

That's right, he was injured in the ass again, and although he ran out of the S-shape when fighting the enemy, he was hit by an arrow in the buttocks.

Tian Xi grunted in pain, he was stabbed in the shoulder.

Song Fugui is not to mention, he was half-asleep and half-awake and muttered: "Sizhuang, hurry up and stuff me into the belly of the cow again, how can there be a cool breeze in my heart." ”

Sizhuang, who had no injuries on his body, had already been woken up, sitting in the middle of the house with swollen eyelids, staring at Lu Pan "harassing" them one after another.

Lu Pan looked right.

Of course, you have to take a look at the wounds, and if the wound is swollen and ulcerated, you should let the medical officer deal with it properly.

Do you think that the soldiers died by the sword of the enemy?

No.

Most of the soldiers died after being hit by knives and arrows, and then they were not treated in time, and the affected area suppurated until it rotted.

Geng Liang and the others summoned the medical officer: "Come and have a look." ”

Several medical officers were careful not to step on the hands and feet of these people, the wounds were all uncovered, and these people were still sleeping.

But after reading it, the six medical officers looked at each other, puzzled, no worse than their professional handling, and even, better than them?

You must know that Lu Jiajun now has many wounded soldiers, and the wounds are still suppurating.

How did these people, who have been on the road, do it?

"Returning to the general."

"Say."

The medical officer told him about the situation, except that the suturing technique was a little rusty, and the wound was even better than the wounded soldiers of our Lu Family.

It's strange that some people are very badly injured, but the bandaging and recovery are really good.

Embarrassed, Lu Pan glanced at Si Zhuang, and then at the piece of cloth he untied.

"Then let's wrap it up again." After saying that, he left.

The medical officers did not let go of Sizhuang, and while re-wrapping Song Fugui's heart for the leaky air, he asked excitedly:

"Who stitched it up?"

"Can you take out the needle and show it to us?"

"How did you do it without rotting?"

Si Zhuang: The little lady made a kind of alcohol and gave each of us a bottle of alcohol cotton balls.

But I can't speak.

The big tent exclusive to the land side, every night there are 20 guards at the door in front of the tent and behind the tent, and 30 guards patrol and guard.

There were 500 personal guards on the side of the land, and these people ate his private salary, which had nothing to do with the imperial court.

Before Lu Pan could enter, he heard a snoring sound that shook the sky.

After entering, he hugged Princess Song Fusheng, let her lie down, covered her with a fur blanket, and slept well.

took off Song Fusheng's shoes again.

Looking at his feet full of blisters and blood blisters, Lu Pan stared at Song Fusheng's feet and was silent for a while before walking out of the tent.

After a while, he brought in a basin of hot water, medicine, needles, and thread.

As soon as the curtain fell, the guards looked at each other, and I looked at you.

In the tent, under the candlelight, Lu Pan wiped Song Fusheng's feet with a hot cloth.