Golden sore medicine, originated very early, is the ancient ancestors collected herbs, through different combinations of hemostatic ointment, the effect is not as magical as in later martial arts movies and novels, but it also has the effect of hemostasis and analgesia.

The military doctor received an order to come to Gengshi to give medicine and bandage several wounded.

Zhao Tuo himself also suffered several injuries, but most of the wounds were on the upper body, protected by armor, and he dodged in time, so the wounds were not very deep. He also took off his clothes and asked the healer to apply the black ointment to him, and then carefully wrapped it in strips of cloth.

When the wound was dressed, the healer left.

"Ah Tuo, you take that head, what did the general say?"

The black buttocks lay on the ground on their sides, stretched their necks and asked. This guy is fine, but he has a spear in the buttocks, and he can only lie down so as not to involve the wound.

Hearing this question, the others also looked over.

Everyone knew that the identity of the person Zhao Tuo killed was terrible, and his eyes were full of curiosity and envy.

Zhao Tuo said with a smile: "The identity of that head still needs to be verified, and no one can say it now." Don't talk about this, in a few days, when the rewards are sent out, we will have a few more knights. ”

"Haha, yes, in a few days, Naigong will also be a public servant. Are you going to call me a gentleman with a black buttock...... Hiss! ”

As soon as the black buttocks screamed, he forgot about the wound on his buttocks, and this time he pulled the wound, and tears flowed straight out.

Xiaobai, who was wrapped in a cloth on his hand, teased: "It's also a black-buttocked public, I think you might as well call the public who was poked in the buttocks, haha." ”

"Shaft!"

The black buttocks were furious and wanted to get up, but the snot and tears of pain bubbled out.

Everyone laughed.

As soon as he woke up, the pillar who was still a little weak couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm about to become a master." ”

As Zhao Tuo said, although everyone was injured in this battle, they also received a lot of rewards.

Their team of 100 got the first level of forty.

Among them, Zhao Tuo and Shima killed one person on the Great Wall alone, which was seen by everyone, and everyone testified, and there was no doubt about the attribution.

Although the others did not kill alone, they also killed several together, and in the end, the military judge gave Gengshi an additional four, of course, this does not include the head of the general.

The four heads represent the four titles, and how to distribute them depends on the opinions of everyone.

First of all, the pillar fought bravely, and on the Great Wall he charged with a shield to cover the killing of his comrades, which can be said to have the greatest credit, plus he was responsible for several wounds, and everyone was convinced that he was assigned a head.

Black Buttocks and Xiaobai, don't look at these two people who usually laugh and are not serious, but they are quite fierce when they fight, especially when Zhao Tuo killed the general, Black Buttocks also helped stab a sword, and the two of them should each have a head.

As for the last head.

Zhao Tuo's gaze glanced at Xi Qigu.

The fat man's face turned red with bruises, and he muttered, "I...... I'm sure I won't get on my feet again. ”

When Xi Qigu rushed on the Great Wall, he actually broke his foot and fell to the ground.

Not to mention meritorious service, he was almost trampled to death by Qin Jun's robe Ze, who followed up. Half of his injuries were broken feet, and half were trampled on.

If it is forgivable that there was an accident in the West Begging Lonely, then Ah Niu, who was shrinking in the corner and looking at everyone enviously, made everyone very disdainful.

This guy is very afraid of death, and when he fights, he always falls behind, although he is not a deserter, but he is definitely a passive battle.

After a battle, he didn't have a, if he was replaced by other radical military officials, I am afraid that Ah Niu would have been escorted to the military judge as a typical example of fear of war.

However, the war was won, and Zhao Tuo didn't bother to care about him. After all, although the Qin army won this battle, there were also many casualties, and the follow-up battle should be reorganized, if Zhao Tuo is promoted, he may be promoted, and if Ah Niu is still under him, it will not be too late to practice slowly.

Xi Qigu and Ah Niu are not suitable.

The last head, Zhao Tuo thought about it and gave it to the long and short brothers.

Although these two brothers have never killed anyone, they can be regarded as fighting hard, especially in the end, they rushed with Zhao Tuo, but they were trampled into pulp by the Yan cavalry, which was very miserable.

Assign a head to them, and let one of the children of the eldest and shortest brothers inherit the title of duke, which can be regarded as worthy of the love of the robe.

After this separation, everyone was happy, and Zhao Tuo left the camp tent and was about to go to the military judge to verify. After all, he was not there before, and the military judge only divided the number of heads, and the specific allocation had to wait for him to come back, and everyone decided after discussion.

Zhao Tuo stepped out of the camp tent and found that Shima was carrying a clay pot and returning from fetching water.

"Are you okay with the wound on your hand? I just asked the doctor for some gold sore ointment, which can be applied to the wound to recover faster. ”

Shima's left hand was wrapped in a cloth, which was pierced with a spear during the previous melee, and Zhao Tuo bandaged him afterwards, and now he is afraid that there will be a problem with the wound.

"A little injury doesn't get in the way, and the head was sent?"

Involved in the ointment handed over by Zhao Tuo.

"Well, the general said that this matter still needs to be verified."

Shima hesitated for a moment and said, "Tuo, I think there is something wrong with that first-level matter. ”

"What's the problem?"

"The man's expression before he died was wrong. In that case, a general was besieged and killed by us, and no matter what, there should be unwillingness and anger in his heart, but he was smiling when he finally died, and it seemed that he was bent on dying and had no regrets. ”

Shima's words surprised Zhao Tuo, although he felt suspicious before, it was mainly from the logical analysis of the escape of his own soldiers, and he didn't pay attention to what Shima said.

Now that I think about it, the expression of the killed general when he was stabbed in the throat by himself was indeed a little wrong.

This wafer, even such a detail has been noticed, and it is really not to be underestimated.

"If it's not in the way, even if his identity is fake, he will be a head after all, and he won't even be able to resist the small soldiers."

Zhao Tuo smiled, compared to this, he was actually more curious about the story of Shima.

You must know that in this battle, Shima's performance was very unexpected by Zhao Tuo.

Zhao Tuo's original body is the son of the nobles of Zhao State, in addition to the imperial arts, the art of the five soldiers is also a compulsory course since childhood, his father specially invited him to teach him swordsmanship, all kinds of movements have long been engraved in the muscles, even if you change your consciousness, you can instinctively show it, so Zhao Tuo's skills are very good, far from being comparable to ordinary pawns, but that's it, he also took several beats in the melee.

And what about Shibuma?

A down-and-out young man who is so poor that he can't even afford winter clothes, but he is agile on the battlefield, and he uses his sword like the wind and moves ruthlessly, as if he once killed someone.

How can such a person be ordinary.

Facing Zhao Tuo's eyes, Shima avoided it.

"It's good if it's out of the way. They were still waiting for me to fetch water, so I went in first. ”

He nodded to Zhao Tuo and walked into the camp.

Zhao Tuo looked at his back and whispered, "It's me who thinks too much." Just as he never asked me about my past, I shouldn't have asked him about my past. ”

"Now, everyone is in robes, living and dying together."