Draenor led the crowd on horseback and ran into a dense forest at the foot of the snowy mountains. After repeatedly confirming that there were no pursuers, everyone finally stopped and rested on a high ground.

After dealing with the wounds of most of the wounded, the crowd sat around on the ground. Draenor counted the number of casualties and survivors.

"Twenty-one, twenty-two...... There were twenty-two people left. Six of them were injured...... How many of us were there? ”

"There are thirty-two people in the camp, plus you and this girl, and everyone who can escape alive is here." Hedwin dismounted with Vicilico, and she walked over to Draenor and grabbed his hand excitedly.

"It's not your fault, you've done your best. Thank you Draenau, it's great that you're alive. A tear fell from the corner of Heidwin's eye, dripping down the back of Draenor's hand.

"Thank goodness... Sister Heidwin. Draenor saw that the symbol of hope in the barracks was still alive, and the lead hanging over his heart finally fell to the ground.

"Heh, there's still time to be lyrical here......" Vikliko rolled her eyes and muttered to herself, "These young men ......"

"We've lost ten siblings," Draenor said, bowing his head.

"That's right, six people are wounded now, two more are seriously injured and bleeding, and one of them is in a coma......" said Hedwin, approaching the wounded who had been carried to the ground.

"We don't have enough tools, and a simple package like this won't help!" She said dejectedly.

Unable to resist Heidwin's pleading expression, Vikily made her way through the crowd to the two wounded.

"Let me see......" Vichery said, pulling Draenor out of sight. I saw that the trouser leg of an injured and unconscious young man had been torn open, and the clothes tied to his thigh to stop the bleeding had long been soaked; The middle-aged man on the other side was shot in the abdomen and was in pain.

"You go and help the older one stop the bleeding first, and I'll find a way to save the young man." Vicilico said to Hedwin.

"He can't wait that long, he's too old!" Heidwin said eagerly.

"Then think carefully about what to do, aren't you a doctor?" Vicky asked Heidwin rhetorically.

"Listen, I may not be a doctor, but I also know that saving people is not an easy task. We can save one by one, and the young man's physique is more likely to recover. If we waste time like this on the question of who to save first, we will not be able to save any of us! ”

Hedwin shook her head, she couldn't leave anyone behind who still had hope of being saved, no matter how slim that hope might be.

At that moment, four or five young girls emerged from the crowd, and they took a simple bandage made of shredded clothes from Hedwin's hand.

"Nun, we are here, you go and save Hoffman first." One of the girls said to Hedwin.

"But ......"

"Go ahead, Dad, he's a soldier and got shot to protect us. Save the people first, he must think the same way now. The girl looked at the middle-aged man's gradually soothing brow and said.

Hedwin finally nodded, turned around and immediately joined Vicilico.

"Just in time, tell me about him." Vicky said without looking up.

"He was hit in the thigh by a bullet ..."

"It's not all blind people can see, exact information!" Vickyrie can be anxious to emphasize.

"Whew... Sheffield. Hoffman, sailor, 25 years old, no precedent for allergies. He was shot in the leg about 15 minutes ago and has a high chance of dying before the bleeding stops in time. Now ......"

"Now it's more likely that he's dead." Vicky said calmly.

"If it's massive femoral artery hemorrhage, it's not a simple stop to stop the bleeding. Draenau, tighten the upper and lower ends of his injured thighs for me! ”

After Draenor tightened his thigh with clothing and rattan, the blood from Hoffman's wound gradually stopped spilling. Vicili gently unfastens the clothes used to stop the bleeding and examines the wound closely.

"The femoral artery is fine, but the lateral femoral vein is cut." Vicilico said as she removed the brooch from her body and broke the needle.

"The flintlock bullet must be removed immediately and stitched for him, but there is no way to sterilize it." Vicky said anxiously.

"Yes!"

Heading back, Hedwin pulled out a ceramic bottle from his saddle bag, "This is moonshine found in the stables, and it was brought with you that you might have used it on the way." ”

"No matter where it came from, what is the degree?" Vicky asked.

"Ahem... It could be more than 60 degrees, no, 70 degrees is not certain. A man coughed as he took a sip of moonshine.

"It's not enough, it has to be seventy-five degrees. Forget it, it's better to be able to respond to emergencies than nothing. Vicky said as she poured moonshine over the torn cloth and sanitized it briefly.

After about half an hour, with the cooperation of Heidwin and Vicky Ricko, the problem of the most seriously injured was finally temporarily resolved.

Vicili didn't have room to catch her breath, and she turned around almost at the same time as the stitches were finished, ready to save the second wounded. only to find that the girl was lying on the man's chest and weeping silently.

"He's not breathing......" the girl said in a trembling voice, looking up at Viklico.

"No, no...... Vicilico immediately crouched down, she rested her fingers lightly on the man's chest, instinctively reading all the movements in the human body that symbolized life.

But for a second... Two seconds... Three seconds passed, and there was no longer a trace of heartbeat in the man's body. The hollow silence of the night announced the brutal truth to Viklico:

The wounded man was left with a lifeless shell.

Two hours later, the group mounted their horses and continued on their way. No one has the joy of regaining their freedom on their faces, but keeps moving in the unknown direction in silence.

Vikirico rode to the back of the group, and while everyone comforted her understandingly, she knew it was inevitable in an emergency of poor conditions.

But the truth is that it happened, and the living life disappeared without a trace one step away from her.

She felt that in the face of death and failure, all her strength and efforts were not worth mentioning. Even if he saved Draenor and revived the poor young man Hoffman, there was still no essential change in himself.

The mission to bring peace to the world is like the unattainable mountain of mythology, and there is still a long road for Viklico to explore before climbing this mountain.

"All life that runs to freedom has a price, and all souls that have gained life experience suffering."

A familiar voice came to Viklico's ears, the voice of a gentle and loving woman. But her image is vague, and Vicky can't remember who it is.

"You know, that's not your fault." Delano pulled his horse over to Viklico and said, "Everyone admits that there is no way to avoid it. You yourself declared to me at the time that your materials and skills would only be enough to save me......"

"Are you reminding me that I'm not obligated to save a stranger? How much more is he a human being, and I am the devil in your eyes? Do you think I'm going to atone for my sins or to be in the limelight before I promise you to get them out of there! ”

Draenor listened quietly to Viklico. There seemed to be no frustration and sadness in her eyes, only resentment and anger towards herself.

"I just want to do my best to alleviate the suffering of any innocent person, and that's all I can do. If I can't do this well, how can I still fulfill my mission? Vikli was much calmer, and she stated the facts in her eyes in a lamenting tone.

"You've done a great job." Hedwin also approached Viklico, and she looked at Viklik with kind and compassionate eyes.

"I knew from the first time I saw you that you were not an ordinary human being, and that you were not like us."

Vicilico silently gritted her teeth when she heard this.

"You are a gentle, kinder being than any of us......"

Vikily felt a sudden loss of strength in her body, for the first time in the nearly 120 years since she was born, she had heard such heartfelt words from the Canaanites to herself.

"Cheer up, Vickylic." "Bringing everyone out is just the beginning of the mission, and we need you to show you the way." Draenor looked at Viklico with a firm, trusting look.

"yes, this is just the beginning, and we still have a long way to go."

Vickily muttered to herself. She looked up at the snow-capped mountains in front of her, her hands gripping the reins tightly.

"Come with me, over the snowy mountains, let's go to Degas."