Although the kneeling people are wearing Han costumes, they can also tell the difference by looking at their body shapes and hair accessories.

Only this person, slightly thin and tall, no matter how dressed or otherwise, is obviously a Han characteristic.

Zhao Fuling stared for a moment, and then slowly said, "Raise your head." ”

The others looked up and glared, but the man buried his head lower.

Fang Qiu saw his appearance and kicked him directly: "Didn't you listen to my girl's words?" ”

The man was kicked and lay on the ground, and it took a long time before he took a breath and trembled and got up. When he looked up, he was also cautious, and he only glanced at Zhao Fuling and didn't dare to look at it again.

Zhao Fuling stared at him, and laughed after a while: "It's actually us Qi people." Tell me why you're with these tartars, who you are, and what do you do for them? ”

Zhao Fuling asked calmly, but how dare the other party answer?

As a Qi man, he used the enemy army as a cow and a horse, and even mixed it to obtain intelligence information from various states and cities in Anxi......

No matter which one it is, it is a real crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason, which is enough for him to die countless times.

The man buried his head again, pretending to be deaf and dumb in an attempt to escape.

How could Zhao Fuling not understand his thoughts, her lips hooked before she turned her head to look at Mr. Qiandao: "The person is handed over to you, interrogate well, he should know a lot of things." ”

Mr. Qian grinned excitedly and responded loudly, and Zhao Fuling told again: "You can torture him as much as you want, but you can't let him die." If you want to make up for your mistakes, you can also reduce the guilt as appropriate. ”

The latter words were addressed to the man, and his ears moved, and the look in his eyes seemed to light up.

After taking the people down, Zhao Fuling directly asked Ah Yue to interrogate the remaining Tartar army, and if he was willing to tell some information, he could also spare his life.

If you don't know what's interesting, you can kill it on the spot!

Among these captured people, there were two small bosses, who had been shouting and staring at Zhao Fuling to intimidate.

Zhao Fuling leaned lazily on the chair, bracing her cheeks and looking at them, her face was calm and indifferent.

After about a quarter of an hour of interrogation, nothing came out, but seven or eight more bodies fell.

Bright red blood seeped through the ground from under the corpse, and the thick smell of blood spread throughout the room. The people sitting around were a little unbearable, their faces were ugly, and they almost wanted to vomit.

Fang Qiu even felt that his breathing was a little difficult, and even the inexplicable hairs on his arms stood on end, and his heart was cold!

First, he was shocked that Ah Yue, who was not good-looking, actually killed people without blinking, and secondly, Zhao Fuling, a woman, was afraid of Zhao Fuling, but she did not change her face at such a bloody scene......

These two people look like hell rakshasas!

Probably because Ah Yue's knife fell too simply, and in the end, the remaining two people couldn't stand the psychological pressure, and began to beg for mercy in broken Chinese.

Ah Yue moved his wrist and raised his head to look at Zhao Ling.

Zhao Fuling raised her eyebrows lightly and said lightly: "Locked up with that person, ask carefully, and see what they all know." ”

Ah Yue nodded, nodded a few people, and personally dragged the two out.

There were still a lot of corpses lying on their backs in the room, Zhao Lingling pressed her eyebrows, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "Clean it up." ”

Only then did Fang Qiu hold his breath and stare forward, carry the corpse out with the other soldiers, and bring clean water to start washing the ground.

Everyone was busy, and Zhao Fuling sat above the whole process and watched calmly. The room was brightly lit, and her eyes were half-lowered and motionless, and if she didn't look closely, she thought she was asleep.

It wasn't until the house was cleaned up and the cold wind blew away the smell of blood in the night that Zhao Fuling raised her eyes and asked Fang Qiu: "Thirteen hasn't come back yet?" ”

Fang Qiu hurriedly came back to his senses, he scratched his head and said, "No." ”

Zhao Fuling looked out, the moonlight was slanting in the west, and it was already the second half of the night.

Thirteen just went to search the stockade, how could it be delayed for so long?

After frowning slightly, Zhao Fuling got up and said, "Take someone to find it, we ......"

Before he finished speaking, Thirteen's voice suddenly came from outside: "Girl, Eryi has found it, and he is still alive." ”

Zhao Fuling immediately looked at the door, and saw Thirteen carrying a young man into the house, and his face was the messenger who had sent a message to Zhao Fuling.

"He's hurt?" Zhao Fuling walked down and stepped over.

Thirteen put the people on the chairs, their faces full of worry: "After being tortured, there is almost nothing good in the whole body." I just gave him gold sore medicine in the house, so I delayed it a bit. ”

It's just that there are not many gold sore medicines before going out, and the other party is injured all over his body, and this medicine doesn't have any effect.

It can only be said that talking is better than nothing!

Thirteen looked at Zhao Fuling, Zhao Fuling frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The injury is too serious, and if you don't clean it carefully, it will be easy to cause infection." ”

After a pause, she arranged: "Go and prepare the boiling water, I will clean it up for him briefly, and then you take him down the mountain first and go back to the city to find the doctor." ”

Thirteen nodded hurriedly, and hurried to prepare water.

Zhao Fuling then made an excuse to go out, bought gauze and disinfectant and anti-inflammatory drugs in the mall, and returned to the house after getting them.

When Thirteen came back, Zhao Lingling had already untied Eryi's clothes.

Thirteen hesitated, knowing in his heart that this was not appropriate, but the lives of his brothers were at stake, so how could he care about men and women at this moment?

He simply didn't say anything, and brought the prepared water to Zhao Ling.

Zhao Fuling simply wiped the wound with water, and then disinfected and bandaged it, and the technique in the process was neat and extremely skillful, and the thirteen were surprised.

This is much more professional than that little white doctor.

Of course, what surprised him more was these things that popped up out of nowhere.

I don't know what kind of white cloth it is, it looks not quite the same as the usual one, but it seems to be extraordinarily good.

Thirteen was curious, but he didn't dare to ask more.

After the upper body was cleaned up, seeing Zhao Fuling turn to the lower body, Thirteen Cai said with a jump in his heart: "Aunt, girl, belong to it, right?" ”

Zhao Fuling took a slap in her hand, raised her eyes and looked at Thirteen, and then nodded calmly: "It's not difficult to deal with the wound, you just clean up the dirt and blood like I did, then disinfect it, and then apply medicine and bandage it." ”

Thirteen nodded hurriedly.

Those who often fight wars will naturally bandage their wounds. It's just that Miss Zhao is not so meticulous, and most of them are hastily torn rags to plug the blood holes.

But because of the sloppy work, many brothers die in the middle of the road due to various causes if they are not treated.

Seeing Eryi's miserable appearance before, he almost felt that the other party was hopeless.

But now looking at Zhao Fuling's movements, he feels that his brother can still be saved!

Since it can be saved, it is natural to do your best!

Thirteen took off the clothes on the other party's lower body, Zhao Fuling turned around and went to wash her hands first.

When other soldiers came in to help, she didn't linger in the house, but walked outside before returning.

Unexpectedly, when he came back and entered the house this time, he found that Thirteen had wrapped his brother in a big white dumpling.

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