This military town is called Green Water Town.

The town is not big, and the radius can be two miles, but it is more than enough to accommodate the two thousand people under his hands.

After Li Wenshuo gave a little lecture, he asked everyone to be busy, some of them were sad to relieve their sadness, and some of them were hateful to sort out their hatred, and then they turned these things into strength, and then turned this team into a real army.

The enemy's defenders numbered 2,000 men, and if they had prepared their horses during the day and had a fair battle of 2,000 against 2,000 with the Jianghu Righteous Battalion, they might have won, but the result would have been extremely tragic.

Li Wenshuo thought like this, and what he wanted in his heart was even more urgent.

Write a letter to Wang Li, report the results of the battle, and then no longer pay attention to the affairs of the Beidaying.

Writing a letter is just an attitude, he believes that there have been spies who have already reported the situation here, such as Song Xiaohu, who is quite clever in the Huotou Army.

As for the reason why they came to take this town that was not very important, Li Wenshuo probably guessed that part of it was because everyone under Wang Li's hands was of any use.

A larger part is that if these 2,000 people don't fight, Beidaying doesn't want to waste food on this group of people.

Li Wenshuo didn't care at all, because they didn't come here to eat military rations, not to mention that it was not delicious.

Although they are now in a state of exile and fending for themselves, Li Wenshuo is still in a good mood, especially after the corpses in the town have been cleaned up and a large amount of food has been found.

These grains originally belonged to the defenders here, or rather, they belonged to the original real Liyang army.

After all, it is well known that except for a few places on the grasslands where you can grow a few places where you can grow barley with impressive yields, you can't grow any other food.

If you don't have a big stomach under your hands that can eat a meal of rice, these grains can last for about two months, and when the time comes, you really can't go to Beidaying to ask for food.

Fighting against the barbarians here, if the other party is not willing to give even a little food, let alone the soldiers under his hands, Li Wenshuo himself does not want them.

One of the most important issues at the moment is medicinal herbs, although it is not a hot summer, but in the border area, except for the two snows that sometimes fall like a convulsion in winter, the four seasons are really not so distinct.

For the first 365 days of the year, the vast majority of the weather is hot during the day and cold at night.

Therefore, once injured, if the wound is not treated in time, once infected, the problem can be very serious.

As for medicinal materials, the conditions on the grassland are limited, and the simple grassland people's cognition of medicinal materials lags behind the Central Plains for at least a few hundred years.

If it really didn't work, he went to the witch doctor to do a ritual and danced around the patient.

Whether it is dead or alive, then it depends on the will of God.

Li Wenshuo didn't believe in this, and he believed that if he did this in the Liyang military camp, he would definitely be arrested and cut down as a demon, and he believed that the wise and martial General Wang Li would not frown.

Li Wenshuo didn't plan to die like this, but he couldn't sit still, after all, there were hundreds of wounded waiting under his hands.

However, there was no choice but to divide the wounded into two grades: minor injuries and serious injuries, and the only medicine was given priority to the seriously injured, and how long could they be relieved.

Originally, I wanted to be divided into three levels, but I was despised by this group of five big and three rough guys, saying that Uncle Ben has been mixed in the rivers and lakes for many years, and this little injury is still hurt?

Alas, a group of rough men, such a learned person as Ben Gongzi shouldn't have discussed things with them, and he fell into a bad position!

Li Wenshuo almost dropped something angrily, but the place was empty, and there was nothing for him to fall, fortunately, the military doctor under his hand still relied on his professional instinct to find the medical hall that was transformed into a horse shed by the barbarians, and found a lot of medicinal materials from it.

But compared to the huge number of wounded, this is only a drop in the bucket.

Helplessly, Li Wenshuo wrote a letter to his family, planning to let Chai Hutuo have a caravan to transport a little medicinal materials to the front line, money is not a problem, and his family is not short of these tens of thousands of taels of silver now.

But he didn't have much hope.

In times of war, the caravan that has the courage and ability to send medicinal materials here is really harder to find than those tens of thousands of taels of medicinal materials.

After sorting out the problems on his side, Li Wenshuo began to check the spoils of his battle.

This is probably the only thing that can make Li Wenshuo feel a little better in the past few days.

Two thousand five hundred grassland horses, well, good things, you must know that the reason why the barbarian cavalry is powerful is mostly because of the merits of the war horse under the seat, and there are many barbarian horses, and the cavalry is mostly a pair of horses or even a horse or three horses.

Liyang's side can do a lot of cavalry on the horse, and infantry on the horse, but there is a lack of war horses, these things can improve the combat power of the army on his side.

What? The brothers of the Jianghu Righteous Camp are not used to fighting immediately, and they can't use their own footwork?

What are you afraid of, give the horse to Wang Li, give it to Wu Qien, and let them exchange it for food and medicinal materials, swords and armor, anyway, they lack everything on their side.

Two hundred sheep.

This thing is to be expected, these honest herdsmen on the grassland, even in the army, without a few cattle and sheep by their side, always feel uneasy.

This is a good thing, and it's only so little, I don't have enough food here, how can I give it to others, and save it for another day to win the battle and celebrate the big guys.

Fur, well, send it down, warm the quilt for the big guy at night, we won't be freezing.

......

Two days have passed, and there is still no movement on the barbarian's side, maybe there is movement, but I don't know, after all, the news on my side is very closed, and the only qualified scout characters are still a few well-known knights in the Central Plains, who like to rob the rich and help the poor on weekdays.

Ya is called "Liang Shang Gongzi." ”

Fortunately, the problem of medicinal materials was solved, and a general came to Beidaying, pretending not to care, and exchanged two truckloads of medicinal materials and several carts of grain for Li Wenshuo's 2,500 BMWs, and it looked like Li Wenshuo had earned it.

But when he saw the BMW, the unconcealable excitement and fanaticism on his face betrayed him, and his hand stroked the mane on the horse's back, gently like stroking the naked back of the un**** Qingguan in the Qinglou.

Thinking of the rumors in the barracks, due to the lack of women, some impatient and even did some indescribable things to the horse, Li Wenshuo felt that he had been disgusted by success, and subconsciously, the eyes looking at this little general also changed a little.

However, another problem followed, and it quickly slapped Li Wenshuo in the face what he said two days ago.

The water they carried was drunk up, and everyone looked at the well that decided not to drink it for the rest of their lives, and even wanted to fill it, but was stopped by Li Wenshuo and survived.

Subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Under the gaze of everyone, Li Wenshuo personally fetched a bucket of water from the well, which was very clear and cold, and tasted it, which was extremely sweet, which reminded Li Wenshuo of the mountain spring water behind the thatched hut on Yanmen Mountain.

Detected with mind, under this well, there is a turbulent underground river, and after another two days, no matter how thick the blood is, it will be diluted by the current.

But somehow, he still felt that there was a faint smell of blood in the water.

If the soldiers in the Beida battalion knew about it, they would definitely laugh at it, and the slightest respect that had just risen because they had killed two thousand enemies would definitely disappear.

It is not the 10,000 people brought by Chang'an, these northern warriors under Wu Qien's hands, they have fought a lot of wars in the frontier over the years, and when they eat, they often grab the pot helmet with their bloody hands and sit on the corpse of the enemy to eat.

Who cares about the slightest smell of blood.

Song Xiaohu sighed, feeling more and more melancholy in his heart, he only felt that he was so smart and clever, although he had never read a book, but he would not be mixed up like this, what kind of bad luck did he take, and which plague god he offended!

Since he went back to the North Camp to report the news was discovered, the little connections he had finally established in the barracks had disappeared, and one by one they looked at him now, with either vigilance or contempt in their eyes.

But I can't help it, how dare I disobey the orders given by the above.

If I hadn't come to report your situation like above, do you think the general would have let you go on your own with peace of mind?

But he could only mumble these words in his heart, and he didn't dare to say it when he was given ten dares, so he could only follow the above reply, in this Jianghu righteous camp, continue to be a dark sentinel whose identity is known to the world, everyone avoids it, and the future is dark.

sighed again, but suddenly found that there was one more person in front of him, he was slightly stunned, and said in surprise: "General, why are you here?"

Li Wenshuo didn't have anything to do when he came here, he only stayed for a quarter of an hour and left, but afterwards, although Song Xiaohu was still not welcome, he was no longer so pessimistic, and he returned to his old hippie smile and full of confidence.

Only Li Wenshuo felt a little tired, and felt that he was really not a general, even if he led an army to the battlefield, it was the same as when he visited the vegetable market in Nanshan before, he had to take care of everything and make careful calculations.

According to Lao Fan's words: "You don't have that style." ”

Sighing, thinking about the big sip of water I drank during the day, I only felt that the smell of blood was still echoing in my throat, and I couldn't help but faintly gause, and I became more and more sad.