After a few big battles between Qin Army and herself, both sides suffered from mutual casualties and entered into a short truce period. Each of them gathered their troops and fortified their rations, storing the Horse Grass and Armour as well as intensified training to make sufficient preparations for the next round.

Chen Ling had recuperated a few days ago, and because he had lost a lot of blood, his face was still pale white. However, his wounds had clearly healed quite a bit, causing the pain from his footsteps to lessen, and in the blink of an eye, ten days had passed. Teng Hu, Shen Zheng, and Jing Yan had once again come to visit Chen Ling, and tell him about the matters regarding the army camp.

Shang Yang had also specified that as long as the soldiers of the Qin Nation managed to behead a soldier of the enemy, they would be awarded a first rank [Official], Tian Ji's position. In other words, after the war, the head of the enemy would be chopped off and brought back to the military camp. The purpose of the evidence was to prove that the person without a title was a drillmaster.

Chen Ling agreed with him very much. Back then, when he watched the Wei Army's formation training, he felt like a university student standing on a square formation, with very little physical training and limited instruction in fighting techniques. He relied entirely on brute force and morale to kill.

He silently looked at his companions in front of him and thought to himself: "When my injuries improve, I will resume my martial arts and choose some martial arts to teach them how to defend themselves. It would not be a waste to call myself brothers."

That night, Chen Ling left his camp and sat cross-legged in a forest, meditating and exhaling air, adjusting his body state according to the martial arts mental cultivation method he remembered from his previous life. When training, the first thing he did was to harmonize his body, and through regular cultivation, good diet, and sleep, he nurtured his body to become energetic.

In order to practice martial arts, Chen Ling had to train his body to be strong first so that he could be able to endure the intense physical training, hard work on the outside, and cultivate until he reached the peak of his strength. At that time, even if he cultivated both internally and externally, he would still be able to become a martial arts expert.

This was a martial arts family's method to practice inner breath and inner force, it could not be said to be some kind of profound and unfathomable inner force skill. It was passed down from the end of the Ming Dynasty to the beginning of the Qing Dynasty when the Chen Family was a fist master, who was well versed in the inner force. After the Qing Dynasty entered the inner force, they hid themselves in the martial arts world, single-handedly founded the Chen Family.

With the help of the starlight and moonlight, he quickly used his body's tempering to calm his breathing, strengthen his body, and dispel some of his own ailments to increase his resistance, speeding up the recovery of his injuries. Other than this, he did not have any other obvious effects.

Practicing martial arts required a gradual process of circulation. Without a strong physical body, it was impossible to practice the tyrannical external martial arts, but the external martial arts could not be practiced proficiently. The external martial arts could not transform the energy into qi, could not open the meridians, could not open the Qi channels, was unable to calm the mind, and could not cultivate the internal martial arts, let alone both the internal and external martial arts.

After two hours, Chen Ling got up and did some simple exercises. He moved his muscles and bones, the wounds no longer hurt, he recovered much faster than others. At this rate, he would be able to do simple training in about ten days to half a month.

As the saying goes, practicing martial arts does not train one's strength, but to busy oneself in a play, without strength, no matter how exquisite the moves are, it is useless in actual combat. In combat, one's focus is on actual combat and lethality, especially on the battlefield.

As the Wounded Barracks was placed into a corner of the Barracks, on a hillside, these disabled people were no longer valued by the Barracks, so their defense was simple. There were even a few openings in the Barracks that made it easier for Chen Ling to enter and exit during the night.

After Chen Ling returned to the campsite, he quickly fell asleep. This night's blood was flowing smoothly, his sleep was exceptionally peaceful, and he did not wake up in the middle of the night from the pain. On the morning of the next day, the military doctor entered his tent to help the wounded change their medicine.

Chen Ling looked at Cheng Su'er's back figure and suddenly thought of something. It was that instead of staying in the Wounded Barracks and being unable to move, it would be like sneaking out of the Barracks with her and training in the shadows. With the secret techniques of the Chen Family, as long as she could figure out a few medicinal roots and make a unique secret prescription, it would be extremely effective in healing this kind of wound.

After a long while, while Su'er was changing the herbs for him, Chen Ling asked sincerely: Su'er, did you pick these herbs?

Chen Ling opened his mouth: "Then from tomorrow onwards, you will bring me along as well. I also want to learn some basic medical techniques, to help the world, save the dying and help the wounded, to help the poor, and to save yourself. This way, I can have an additional lifeline for life in the future."

Hearing his words, Cheng Su'er felt that there was a secret behind it, which made it difficult for her to reject him, and thought to herself: "The battle is ruthless, if he gets better, he will definitely send people to help, with his frail body, he will definitely survive. If he truly learns some medical techniques, then he might be left behind as an army doctor, so he will not have to go to the front lines to seek death."

When he thought about saving him, Cheng Su'er's heart softened, and nodded: "Okay then, tomorrow morning, when the sky is slightly bright, wait for me in front of the camp's gate, I will bring you up the mountain to gather medicinal herbs. But your injuries have not completely healed, so you have to listen to my orders on the road, if not, I will ignore you forever."