Chapter 281

When Su Ping woke up, it was already midnight. Outside the camp tent, the night was thick.

Hungry, Su Ping got up while scolding his own soldiers.

Outside the camp tent, there were cries of pain, as if the camp was full of wounded soldiers after World War I.

Did the second brother clean up his own soldiers and clean up all his soldiers again?

Thinking so, Su Ping stepped on the smelly cloth boots and got up and went out of the camp.

When the curtain was lifted, Su Ping saw the scene in front of her and almost sat on the ground.

It's really full of wounded soldiers!

I was only in a coma once. It was like a war in the camp.

After pulling Cao Hua, who was walking back and forth with a jar, Su Ping asked with a black face, "Cao Hua, what's the matter?"

Cao Hua glanced at Su Ping, snorted, shook off his hand and walked away with the jar in his arms.

Su Ping looked confused and forced. What's the matter? How dare Cao Hua throw face at herself.

When Dani passed him with the jar in her arms, Su Ping stopped him directly and said in a stern tone, "what's the matter? Running back and forth with the jar so late, is there wine in it?"

Dani was worried: "the prince needs to wash his wounds with these. General Su, you can't stop me."

Second brother wants so much wine to wash the wound!

Su Ping's face turned black, grabbed the wine jar in Dani's arms, yelled and said, "go, lead the way in front of your head, I'll hold it for you."

On the way, through Dani's words, Su Ping finally found out what a big war she had missed.

Shuangmiao City, in the military mansion.

Su Lu was lying in bed, pale, the gauze on his shoulder had been untied, and the wound was still flowing out with black blood, mixed with small black blood clots.

This is because Sulu's dirty blood, which was injured before, formed silt in the wound and accumulated in his body.

The snow-white military doctor was cleaning the wound with wine. He cleaned it once. He looked and began to shed red blood. When the military doctor stopped, prepared to observe and prepare for bandaging, there would be blood clots flowing out again.

In the camp, Luo Xuan, Qian Buzhou, Cao Hua, mud, all the guards' Generals and soldiers were there, especially the mud and mound. They held a steel knife in their hands and stared at the military doctor with bright eyes. It seemed that if there was something wrong, they would kill the military doctor with a knife.

When Su Ping arrived, the military doctor cleaned the wound again and said wearily:

"Gentlemen, the prince has lost too much blood and can't clean up again, otherwise he will die. I don't dare to clean up again."

The white haired military doctor's face was as white as his hair. It was the first time he saw such a trauma. He had already sentenced Su Lu to death.

"Pa"

The jar in Su Lu's hand fell to the ground, the black jar fell to pieces, and the wine splashed everywhere.

Two steps forward, Su Ping grabbed the old man's neck and his voice was as cold as an ice skate: "what do you say, do you know who he is? He died, and he Shuangmiao city will be buried with him."

The old military doctor's face turned whiter: "general, I really can't help it. The prince's wound has been bleeding!

According to the old experience, there are so many congestion in the body, which can never be left by this war. With so many congestion, people can't feel uncomfortable. "

Su Ping turned and asked the mud nearby: "the second brother is not in good health in recent days. He has been in a wheelchair since the tulle war. Has he been uncomfortable?"

Mud nodded: "yes, after the Tule war, the prince's injury has not recovered. There should be an old root cause."

The old military doctor pinched his fingers and calculated: "it's more than half a year since the Tule war. The adult's injury hasn't recovered yet. This..."

The old man couldn't imagine what kind of quack left the blood clot in the Lord.

The mound said: "the doctor said that the knives that the Lord received were too deep and heavy. The congestion may not be cleaned up. When he gets to the capital, he will clean up the wound for the Lord again."

"The Lord stayed in the capital for more than half a year. He didn't see the doctor coming to Beijing, so he came to the West Pavilion."

Cao Hua suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Sir, if you start, are you sure to clean up the congestion inside?"

The old man quickly sprinkled powder on the wound, wrapped it in clean gauze, and kept saying:

"The miracle doctor you mentioned, I know the nickname of ghost hand given by Jianghu people. Now I'll stop the blood and let the king heal first. Gentlemen, I'd better continue to look for ghost hand to heal the king."

In the camp, everyone looked at each other and didn't know how to make a decision.

"Wake up the Lord first and see what the LORD says?"

Luo Xuan spoke, his tone full of sadness.

After discussion, they agreed to Luo Xuan's proposal.

Qian Buzhou sat down beside the bed, raised his hands flat, operated the mental method, and the internal breathing degree entered Su Lu's body, guiding the disordered internal breathing in Su Lu's body.

"All right, old money."

Su Lu opened his eyes and said.

Qian Buzhou quickly let go and stood up. After this war, Qian Buzhou was convinced by Su Lu.

The prince not only knows how to fight, but also knows how to employ people. He doesn't know how powerful he is in leading the cavalry.

Su Lu asked, "is my injury very serious?"

Cao Hua knelt down beside the bed with a sad voice: "master, the doctor said that your old disease has not healed, and now you have a new injury. Only ghost hands can cure it."

Su Lu smiled: "someone can cure what you cry. It's not too late to cry if no one can cure it."

"Have you sent a letter to your majesty? This great victory and the agreement with the Qin army have been sent to your majesty."

Luo Xuan said: "not yet. You are in a coma. No one can decide. This victory report can't be sent. If you can't wake up, this will not be a great victory, but a great disaster."

Su Lu smiled bitterly, "you old Luo, just say something frustrating. Go and report the victory to your majesty. By the way, ask the devil's hand to come and heal me."

Luo Xuan turned and went out to write a victory report.

Su Ping knelt in front of Su Lu's bed with a runny nose and tears: "second brother, it's all my bastard. This has caused your old injury to relapse. Go to battle in person. I deserve it."

"What are you crying about?"

Su Lu reprimanded Su Ping: "you guys fought with me from the north to Xiting, and made countless military achievements. The imperial court treated you well, with honors and military achievements. If you lead the army again and violate military discipline in the future, don't blame me for being cruel and cruel."

Su Ping muttered, "obviously you treat us well. It's none of the court's business."

"What are you talking about?"

Su Lu's face was black, and the wound began to ache.

Su Ping said hurriedly, "don't be angry, second brother. I didn't say anything. You're right. The imperial court treats us well. I'll go to Lord Luo now. I'll escort the victory report to Beijing myself and ask your majesty for a ghost hand."

Su Lu stopped Su Ping: "don't go. Let Luo Xuan go. This time it's also a matter of scenery. Luo Xuan has been a guerrilla general for half his life. Let him go this time."

A stalemate with the Qin army, first leveling and then winning, is a great victory for his majesty and the three provinces in the southwest. Although due to the agreement between Su Lu and Li Chengfeng, we can't publicize it, we still have to pay for such a great achievement to ensure the peace of the southwest for five years.

Su Lu is naturally the first skill, but the general who went to report the victory probably received the first skill. If he walked around, he would be promoted by two seconds ā It is not impossible to confer the rank of NJ í, even a Lord.

Su Ping glanced: "I can't fight for merit again. I'm not going to be scolded by your majesty. Compared with your second brother's safety, this Xiting is nothing in your Majesty's heart."

Su Lu ignored Su Ping and turned to money:

"Lao Qian, I'm seriously injured and can't be a director. You're in the middle army for me these days."

"Send scouts into the Western Qin Dynasty. I want to know the real reason why Li Chengfeng doesn't want him to be defeated."