Back Off, Let Me Come

These six words were so casual, but they were something the woman had never seen in her life, and she dared not hope for them. For some reason, her eyes felt sour, as if someone had thrown ashes into her eyes.

If someone else said this, she would have thought it was a fairy tale, but when the words came from the medical team, every word had weight.

In the past two days, what the woman saw most was the medical team treating the wounded calmly and calmly, and issuing various medical instructions calmly. She didn't know medical skills, but she knew the ways of the world - the eyes of those medical soldiers looked at the medical team with undisguised respect, and some even treated the medical team as disciples - how could a woman who could gain the respect of others from the bottom of their hearts in a place like a military camp be simple?

The other party's words were naturally convincing.

The woman said nervously: "What if the military law can't kill him?"

She thought the medical team would be furious and leave, but unexpectedly, they just said calmly: "Oh, the lord will kill him himself."

The woman blinked: "Lord?"

This was the second time she heard the person "Lord".

At first, I thought the "lord" was the garrison commander, but I knew he was not. It can be seen that no matter the medical team, the soldiers or the wounded, they all have a fanatical yearning for the "lord". He must be a very good person to make the medical team surrender.

The woman subconsciously thinks that the other party should be a gentleman.

He has a delicate heart, looking up to see the vastness of the world, looking down to see the suffering of all living beings. If not, how can a person as insignificant as herself enter the other party's eyes? Get a little bit of pity? She tried her best to imagine what the other party looked like.

The woman swallowed the further questioning back into her stomach, and felt offended when she mentioned it. However, the medical team teased her in an uncharacteristic way: "If the lord also... then you have to be extra careful, the men and women who are jealous of you can make you unable to eat and sleep at night."

The woman: "..."

For a moment, I didn't know whether to be speechless or embarrassed first.

No matter how ignorant she was, she knew that the "lord" was more powerful than the general. She was not even worthy of the general's concubine, let alone the "lord"?

If she could be favored by such a person, she would be marrying up.

"How am I worthy?"

The medical team said solemnly: "There is no such thing as worthy or not, only whether you are willing or not. If you don't want to, even if it's the lord, you can't do it. What you should do is to refuse instead of self-loathing. As long as you don't want to, it's wrong for the royal family to come, and the same goes for the lord."

If wealth, status, and reputation are equivalent to "truth", there won't be so many foolish kings and treacherous ministers in the world. It's one thing to fail to refuse, but humble people like grass also have the right to refuse.

"But if it's me, I'm willing."

Woman: "...Ah?"

The medical team couldn't help laughing: "It's just my personal opinion."

Who hasn't coveted the lord?

That's the lord! As long as I can enter the lord's inner house, even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, it's okay, even if it's as a concubine!

"...When I was still in the boudoir, I accidentally met the lord..." First, she studied literature and cultivated her literary mind, but later found that her talent was not very high. At this rate, when will she be able to stand by the other party? So she made up her mind and gritted her teeth to study medicine! Scholars have a natural advantage in learning medicine, and with the large number of wounded soldiers in the army, she has to practice medicine as soon as she opens her eyes every day, so her medical skills have improved rapidly.

With similar qualifications, she resolutely applied to go to the front line.

"It is really a case of 'one look at one life'."

She failed to become the lord's concubine, and finally became a military doctor.

Since she followed the army, she has been dealing with limbs and internal organs every day, and has seen countless men and women's bodies, and she has been calm. She also found that the lord is good in every way, but he is too busy to rest, and he can't bear to see other people idle. He has to find something to do even if he has nothing to do! After a long time, the medical team felt that life was more important.

But this did not prevent her from continuing to dream.

If the lord likes her...

She is not incapable of 007.

The woman sighed faintly and murmured in a low voice: "... The infatuation of a man can still be said. The infatuation of a woman cannot be said."

Medical team: "???"

At night, the woman was awakened by a sharp whistle arrow.

The shouts and screams permeated the dark night.

Her face turned pale instantly, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably, as if she was forcibly pulled back to the nightmare of that day. The other wounded were also trembling. The usually kind and patient medical soldiers seemed to have changed, and shouted: "Anyone who dares to run around will be killed without mercy!"

"Don't run around!"

"What kind of dirty thing dares to come to attack at night!"

The medical soldiers showed their fierceness, holding guns and shields, and their momentum was even more than the so-called elites that the woman had seen.

Not long after, continuous shouts and screams rang out outside the temporary station, and the jumping firelight reflected many human figures. The cold weapons collided with a tooth-grinding sound, and I dared not imagine what would happen if this force fell on a person. The woman leaned on the crutches unskillfully, and her mind was in a mess. Sometimes she wondered if the enemy would hit here, and sometimes she was worried about whether the medical team would be in danger.

But she was an ordinary person and could not help at all.

Not long after, a blood-soaked medic came running over and said quickly: "Quick, transfer the patient first."

The woman yelled without thinking: "Why transfer?"

At the moment of life and death, the extra burden should be thrown away!

How could the medic listen to her?

The military order was given, no matter what it was, only obeyed.

The woman felt that her internal organs were being burned by an unknown flame, and her brain was almost blank. This time, she was still one of the refugees, the difference was that she lost a leg, had a crutch in her hand, and the refugee team was not crowded and messy.

They fled all the way to the mountain.

The woman also pieced together some truth from the fragmentary information.

The vanguard army was so powerful that they entered the city again. Seeing that the situation was over, the garrison in the city surrendered. The army went straight to the next target. The defender who had surrendered had been prepared for it. He turned around and led his troops to sneak attack the logistics battalions. They were extremely fast, and the soldiers and horses they dispatched were all elite, and they were obviously well prepared. The key is speed, and the logistics must be wiped out before the main force discovers it.

The more the woman listened, the more panicked she became, and tears fell from her eyes.

how so?

"...Aren't they afraid of death if they rebel?" The woman bit her lower lip, and the cross section of the severed limb was aching faintly - these days after losing her right leg, she always felt that her right leg was still there, but she couldn't control it. Unspeakable pain stimulated the nerves.

The soldier said: "In a war, who is afraid of death?"

The woman heard the words and remained silent.

The deathly silence made everyone breathless.

The aftermath of the battlefield would come here from time to time through the earth. The woman did not dare to think too much, so she could only keep her head down silently and lean on her cane, trying not to drag others down. I don't know how long it took, but the sound of iron hoofs quickly approached. The soldiers gathered the wounded behind them, drew their swords and held their shields, and stood ready. Someone saw a familiar flag flying on horseback from a distance: "It's one of our own!"

He is one of our own, not an enemy soldier in disguise.

"The crisis is over and the enemy has been defeated."

The tears that the woman had been holding back for a long time fell again.

"This time, the winner is not the king and the loser is the bandit, right?"

Unlike the heaviness of fleeing up the mountain, the atmosphere on the way down was relaxed, and the woman could hear the soldiers talking excitedly. After discovering the sneak attack, the logistics battalions immediately intercepted the enemy and blocked the first wave of attacks. The enemy didn't seem to expect that a large number of elite troops were stationed on the logistics side, and the rhythm of the attack was disrupted. They quickly made adjustments and launched a second wave of faster and more violent attacks.

These enemies are determined to die.

The fighting style is ferocious and only seeks to kill people, not to survive.

One can imagine how much pressure there is on the logistics side.

Just when the front was about to collapse, the enemy's rear was captured.

"That is truly a divine weapon descended from heaven!"

"The Lord said no prisoners, hahaha, kill them all!"

"Kill well, these sons of bitches, they were filial sons and grandsons when they surrendered, but they bullied their masters and destroyed their ancestors when they rebelled... If you can't do it head-on, you just want to pick on the weaklings, ah, bah, I really thought that my daily practice with swords and guns was in vain. ? They should all be killed and fed to the dogs!”

For them, today's scene was really thrilling.

"His uncle hunts geese all day long and almost gets pecked in the eye by geese."

Shen Tang suspected that he was not acclimated to the Central Continent. He used to attack others at night, but since he called the branch, he was attacked at night every now and then. She suffered a loss at the hands of Luo San last time, and this time the door was kicked in at night. She looked like a righteous man?

As he said that, the soldiers escorted one person over.

"Let go, I'll go on my own!"

Seeing the angry look on Shen Tang's face, he used his shoulders to push the soldiers away with a little skill, resisting and refusing to kneel down, holding his head high arrogantly. Shen Tang said: "Oh, if you don't take the road to heaven, there is no way to hell to break in, but you are really good at it!"

When the opponent couldn't defeat Kaicheng and surrendered, Shen Tang felt something was wrong. Gu De noticed something carefully and leaned closer to whisper: [The faces of the guards in the city don't look bad, which means there shouldn't be a shortage of food and pay for the troops stationed here. How can they be so vulnerable? 】

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Regardless of the possibility of empty pay, the quantity and quality of soldiers and horses in a certain place has a certain relationship with food and pay - sufficient food and pay means strong soldiers and horses, and everyone is in good spirits; when food and pay are in short supply, either the number of soldiers is reduced or the pay received by the soldiers is deducted, with few exceptions.

Gu De estimated the number of people killed in the battle, plus those who surrendered, but it still didn't add up, so he became wary. Although Qi Guo has done many despicable things, he also has a group of die-hard loyalists. The soldiers who surrendered this time will be closely watched for fear of accidents.

[Worried about their betrayal? 】

【Not impossible. 】

Shen Tang thought for a while: [Then it is better to use the trick to see if they really surrender or if they have sold medicine in the gourd. 】

If there really is a group of elites hidden in the secret...

You can catch it this time!

Shen Tang did not want to alert the enemy, so the main forces of the three armies marched according to the established plan and secretly dispatched a group of troops to wait and see. In the end, she was able to successfully defend the enemy, and she also understood the enemy's true target.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!" The enemy general opened his big eyes and held his neck, saying, "Kill if you want, and chop if you want."

"What a winner and loser! You kill when you say you want to? Cut into pieces when you want? Well, I hope you are really tough and not just a tough talker!" Shen Tang doesn't like indiscriminate killing, but the person she wants to kill No one could stop him, "If that's the case, drag him down and chop him down!"

The knife fell from his hand, and his head rolled to the ground.

Shen Tang Niu drank a large bowl of cold water but still couldn't quench the fire in his heart.

She wouldn't be too angry if she pretended to surrender these people to attack the three armies and outflank them from head to tail. In the intrigues on the battlefield, it has always been about who is more shameless and who is better at acting. Pretending to surrender and then flipping the table is one of the "games", and it is within the rules.

Shen Tang suffered heavy injuries as a result because her skills were inferior to others.

This time is different.

This batch of logistics is mainly composed of wounded soldiers camps, garment camps and even music camps. Coupled with a large number of civilians, the overall combat strength can be imagined. Even if the soldiers in each battalion have drills on weekdays, they will still be licking the blood of the soldiers on the front line. weak. Shen Tang couldn't bear to attack them! She didn't want to capture and manipulate those rebel generals, drag them down and kill them directly. After drinking several bowls of cold water, he managed to suppress the fire in his throat: "How much did you lose tonight?"

"There were not many casualties, but a lot of people were scattered in the chaos."

The wounded camp, which had just taken a breath, had to work non-stop again.

Gu De carefully observed Shen Tang's expression.

He spoke carefully: "That group of civilians..."

It's a burden to bring them along.

The guards on the logistics side are limited, and they have to divide their energy to take care of them, which is inevitably stretched. If they are abandoned, the loss tonight can be smaller. However, he also knows that the lord will not agree.

Gu De changed the subject: "... I have sent someone to find them."

"Well, order them to rest for half an hour and then set off."

She was worried about letting Gong Xichou sit in the main force of the three armies. It's not that she doubted his command ability, but she was simply worried that he would let himself go without a rope around his neck, and his fighting style was comparable to that of a wild dog out of a cage. Shen Tang was afraid that if he ran a little slower, he would only eat exhaust gas.

At this time, a general scratched his head: "What if the enemy uses a trick, and another batch of people appear just as we leave?"

Shen Tang said unhappily: "Do you think they are gourd dolls?"

Save grandpa and send them one by one?

Coming here with the intention of dying, how could they have any backup plan?

This group of elite soldiers was really their last trump card.

When the woman saw the medical team on crutches, it was dawn, the smoke of the battlefield had not yet dissipated, and the air was still filled with the lingering smell of burnt and blood. She almost staggered to the front of the medical team, and cried loudly in the worried eyes of the other party.

"Why are you crying? Aren't you and I still alive?"

It's a blessing to be able to survive a battle.

The medical team ordered to clean up the mess nearby, and there were many new faces in the wounded camp. The woman followed the medical team on crutches and was busy. She was good at sewing. Since the medical soldiers in the wounded camp were short of manpower, she helped with the final suture, trying to hypnotize herself that she was sewing cloth instead of human flesh. The stitches were too careful, and a young man teased her: "Lady, you can't bear to remove the stitches. Look at the fine stitches. Even the tattoos are aligned. It's not like the last time when the snake eyes and scales were aligned together..."

"Who asked you to tattoo so complicated?"

"That's right. It's good enough that you have a life and someone sews your wounds. You still want to align the stitches? Who are you aligning for?"

The soldier smiled and said: "To show my wife."

"When did you have a wife?"

After that, the air was quiet for several breaths.

The two medical soldiers took turns to "caress" the face of the wounded soldier.

There were two slaps, and the sound was particularly crisp.

The medical soldier shook his hand after slapping the wounded soldier, turned his head and looked at the woman, his eyes seemed to say that you have a broken leg instead of a broken arm.

"Why don't you hit me?"

The woman stammered, "I'm already injured."

"Hmph, being injured doesn't affect your flirtation, you deserve a beating."

The wounded soldier covered his face and scolded another medic, "It's fine if she hits me, but why are you, a man, joining in the fun?"

"They're both slaps, so what difference does it make who hits me?"

"It's different, my sister's fragrance arrives before the slap."

For a moment, the laughter diluted the heavy atmosphere in the tent.

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After learning from my mistakes, I must not stay up late tomorrow