After Yan Jun saw that the soldiers had gone down, he was also about to go down with him, but he couldn't help but stop when he saw the county lord holding the horn in his hand and not moving at all.

"Vice General Yan, go down." Qi Shu's afterglow observed Yan Jun standing still, and couldn't help but remind him.

There is an order, don't dare to disobey.

"Yes!"

So Yan Jun didn't look at Qi Shu again, but decisively pulled the rope and slowly went down the ladder by himself.

After the people around her walked away, the food that attracted the refugees was also scattered, and now it was her turn to blow the horn, no matter what, the living creatures in Guangchuan County should at least come out, this is already a dead city, there is no life, only destruction.

The horn sounded "woo-woo---woo", and Qi Shu suddenly found that this thing was much better than using the aroma of food to lure something, and sure enough, Ning Ze's head was good, and he was still too naïve.

Qi Shu leaned her neck and blew the horn hard, her little face was flushed, but she still riveted her strength, she actually didn't know why she just wanted to blow.

The sound of the horn was low and deep, like a mournful roar between heaven and earth, drifting into the distance with the sound of the wind, and Qi Shu's clothes standing on the city wall were hunting.

When the soldiers below saw Qi Shu's appearance, they all raised their heads in admiration, and then squinted their eyes in the slightly dazzling sunlight to see that the small black dot was standing there motionless.

I don't know how to describe the mood at the moment, Qi Shu's arrival surprised and surprised them, this woman has an indescribable temperament, firm and brave and even a little sharp, making it difficult to ignore her existence.

Maybe it was the feeling of uncertainty in my heart, maybe it was really the aroma of the food and the rising smoke, or maybe it was Qi Shu's horn full of agitation, and more and more refugees gathered at the city gate.

The congestion is also getting worse and worse, and the scramble to get out of the city gate has increased the number of people against the city gate from two to four or even eight.

The doctors and the men were busy going around, they had to diagnose the refugees, and they had to feed the refugees, of course, just to make a simple judgment, and they couldn't feed them too much, lest they eat too badly.

Qi Shu blew on it for a while, and saw the refugees in the city slowly gathering like little ants, and then walked in the direction of the city gate. It's almost time to go down.

There was some hot pain in her back, probably because the wound was torn open again, and Ning Ze would blame her again if she saw it. But this is also something that can't be helped, as long as she pushes a little harder, the scab on her back will burst, and she also feels helpless.

There was a slightly fishy sweet breath in her throat, Qi Shu swallowed her saliva hard and then forcibly pressed it down, retreated to the place where she had just climbed the ladder and prepared to come down, not that she was not afraid, but she had to be afraid, after all, she was able to set an example by herself.

The food cooked by the man was very fragrant, and when the smoke rose and drifted away from her, Qi Shu suddenly remembered that she secretly started the stove in the yard when she was a child, and at that time it was also like this, but the smoke in her memory was gray-black, which made people's throats itch, and the smoke here was white, which made people feel hopeful.

Ning Ze was not worried about whether Qi Shu had secretly climbed the city tower, so he rushed over from the West Gate, at least let him take a look at him before he could go back with confidence.

If it weren't for Qi Shu's assignment to Ximen, he would definitely have stayed with her.

But Ning Ze never thought that Qi Shu would go up by himself, God knows what kind of mood he was in when he saw Qi Shu half-hanging on the ladder, and he was anxious to raise his feet and want to go up.

But Ning Ze was pulled down before he could go up, and the soldiers handed over the end of the rope that Qi Shu was holding to him and asked him to hold on, Qi Shu's waist was also wrapped around this rope, so as long as the rope continued, Qi Shu would definitely not fall down.

Ning Ze was anxious to go up, but he was worried that it would not be good for him to scare Qi Shu by recklessness, so he had to watch anxiously and nervously, and he had to wait for Qi Shu to come down safely.

He was going to question and question who was so bold to let Qi Shu go up alone, how dangerous it was!

If Ning Ze saw that even the horn was blown by Qi Shu himself, I don't know how he would feel.

When Qi Shu came, Ning Ze hurriedly walked to Qi Shu's side, and without saying a word, he first twisted Qi Shu's little ears, twisted the belt and then carried it up.

Qi Shu was stunned by Ning Ze's movements, and then said in pain: "Hey, hey! Hurt! Let go! Let go! Qi Shu hurriedly shouted.

But Ning Ze just had a tiger face and refused to pay attention to her.

The soldiers watched the interaction between the two and couldn't help but exchange glances, and their eyes were all ambiguous.

Until the soldiers behind Qi Shu seemed to have discovered something, they gasped with a "hiss". Ning Ze was facing Qi Shu, and the surprised look on the face of the soldier behind her naturally didn't miss it.

In a hurry, he dragged Qi Shu closer to him, and then when he looked behind her head, he found that Qi Shu's black clothes seemed to be wet.

The red belt was also impregnated with dark marks, the strong smell of blood spread out and was a little pungent, and some blood beads dripped from the edges and corners of his clothes, no wonder the soldier could suddenly find out.

"County Lord, what's wrong?!" A soldier apparently also noticed Qi Shu's strange appearance, and also cried out in horror.

What's wrong? What's wrong? It's not hurt yet!

"The county lord has an old illness, and he came over before his injuries are healed, and he should have been in bed to recuperate." The soldiers were also surprised when they heard such words, but they didn't expect the county lord to come back with serious injuries.

But Ning Ze still has his own worries, Qi Shu's wound is exposed to this plague environment, he asked the doctor, and the doctor said that Qi Shu is likely to be infected with the plague, after all, it is not known how the plague is infected.

But Qi Shu came here to undoubtedly expose himself to an extremely dangerous environment.

"This king will take the county lord to bandage, and the rest of the people will continue to stick to their duties, and we will come back later." Ning Ze didn't wait for Qi Shu to resist, and carefully took Qi Shu and left directly.

Ning Ze was very careful where he touched it, just put it on Qi Shu's shoulder, but the distance between the two was not particularly close, and it did not seem ambiguous. But at this moment, no one will think about ambiguous issues, and the figures of these two people are exactly like supporting each other.

After Ning Ze Qishu left, the soldiers did not speak again, but silently returned to their respective positions, they still had tasks to perform, they couldn't be distracted, there were more and more soldiers at the city gate.

Unexpectedly, the county lord came with injuries and illnesses, not afraid of the plague, not afraid of death, not afraid of hardship, sharing weal and woe with them, and still a woman, it is simply unbelievable.

But I can't believe it, it's a fact now, the prince and the county lord are taking them to save the devastated lives and rescue those innocent people, the county lord is already the first soldier, how can they be willing to fall behind?

So the mood of the crowd was once again inspired.

Ning Ze pulled Qi Shu into the military tent with a gloomy face, the doctor accompanying the army was not a female doctor, and there was no woman accompanying him, only Qi Shu was alone. After pulling Qi Shu into the tent and sitting down, Ning Ze went to fetch hot water.

It's only been a few days? How many times have the wounds been torn? I told her not to get involved in this, to get involved, to be reckless without listening to persuasion, isn't this my own death?

He was really angry.

Ordered people to be strictly guarded outside, no one was allowed to come in, and after getting hot water and putting it aside, Ning Ze directly started to untie Qi Shu's clothes, Qi Shu was so frightened that he hurriedly covered his clothes tightly and didn't let him pull them.

"You think you can still see your back?" Ning Ze sneered.

Qi Shu's back is now pitted and black and red, not to mention, the scab is torn open and it is a crimson wound, and when it begins to heal, it is torn open again, and then heals again.

Isn't this looking for abuse?

Now Qi Shu's clothes are specially made, the front is wrapped very tightly, the back slightly exposes the wound, the clothes are thin and soft, and of course it is convenient for people to take medicine.

Pouting, Qi Shu had no choice but to give up the struggle, and then let Ning Ze, who had cleaned his hands, smear it on her back.

But even the best medicine can't help but toss like this.

"What did you do? How did the wound crack like this? Ning Ze suppressed his anger and said, but no matter how he listened to it, he felt as if there was a feeling that mountain rain was coming.

Qi Shu was not stupid, naturally she heard his displeased tone, but she couldn't help it, after all, she was also going to do serious things.

"It's nothing, just climbed the ladder and blew the horn." Qi Shu said in a low voice, as if some children who had done something wrong were being punished by adults.

Don't think that he doesn't care if he puts on such a pitiful posture! Dizzy!

At first glance, it sounds like climbing a ladder and blowing a horn is not a big deal, but climbing a ladder to the city wall is also blowing a military horn!

Crazy?!

"Just?" Skeptical tone.

"There's no way, I'm helpless, take the lead." It's not that she's so happy, it's just that she thinks it's right to advance and retreat with the soldiers and work together.

"With a wounded?" Ning Ze originally wanted to say that he could use you as a weak woman, but he knew that Qi Shu didn't want others to deliberately look down on her because of her identity as a woman.

"......" Qi Shu was speechless, knowing that Ning Ze was for her good, so there was nothing to defend herself, after all, she was careless, "Hiss!" "I gasped, it really hurt!

Ning Ze's hand paused slightly, in the end, he was also distressed that Qi Shu was injured and painful, seeing that her back was tense and tight, and the wound was still bleeding out, he felt that the situation in front of him was extremely dazzling, and his hand trembled slightly.

"Did you already guess that my plan would not work? That's why you prepared the ladder horn? It's a shame that you pretended to be so similar, so you agreed. Qi Shu tried to find something to distract himself.

"No, I thought your plan to get the refugees out one by one through the control gates was a good idea, after all, it was already a mess inside."

Hearing this, Qi Shu felt more or less comforted in her heart, but she still felt that she hadn't thought about it enough.

"You are really a good hand in the court."

"How so?" Why did you get to the court?

"I think more than others, I do more thoughtful than others, and I think a few steps more than others in everything."

"That's all?"

“…… There are many more, but I have not seen you in the court. ”

"You'll find out later." Ning Ze said meaningfully.

"I hope, I hope you and I can go back to Shaoliang."

Back to Shaoliang, these four words successfully made the atmosphere a little condensed, and the two of them stopped talking, and the atmosphere was a little strangely embarrassing.

"What are you going to do next?" After a while, it was Ning Ze who broke the silence, tucked the clothes on Qi Shu's back, and then picked up the remaining medicinal powder next to him.

"Wait, wait until all the refugees come out."

"After that?"

"Slaughter the city."

The word Tu Cheng spit out from Qi Shu's mouth as if pouring a cup of tea, and found that there was some discord with the taste, so he spit it out, and after holding it in his mouth for a long time, he felt that it was a warm warm current, and he didn't realize what was so chilling about doing so.

"How to slaughter?"

"A fire is burned clean."

"Why?"

"The county town of Guangchuan is now a dead city, and the doctor said that there is a plague among the refugees, and the situation is more serious than that of the soldiers, and the problem is that they are also helpless now."

"But how are you going to arrange so many refugees? And where can it be arranged?

Besides, how do you know how the people in the city of Gwangcheon were able to come out? If they don't come out, won't they be burned alive? ”

"They've set up in the wilderness, and every other time they've got refugees lined up.

As for the living people, I plan to take them in myself, and then check every place they burn. ”

After Qi Shu's words were finished, the medicine box in Ning Ze's hand was almost packed, and after placing the things, Ning Ze took a chair, and then sat opposite Qi Shu, looking at her without blinking.

Qi Shu's words of "courage" once again opened Ning Ze's eyes.

"What? Don't want to live anymore? Everything has to be so extreme? What motivates you to work so hard now? Ning Ze had never said such a heavy tone to Qi Shu before.

"No, I just feel the need to ......"

"Is it necessary to have no regard for the lives of others?"

"If they don't want to go, I won't force it."

"Then why are you forcing yourself? Qi Shu, what's wrong with you? Since when have you become like this? It made me feel strange. ”

"Because I'm on the tip of the knife at every step, I don't have a choice."