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Chu Zhao had no intention of hiding it and said directly: "Your horse is a well-trained military horse, your sword is a command sword, and your archers and fighting methods are all unique to the army."

The man raised his broken eyebrow in surprise, and looked at Chu Zhao with a more ferocious look.

"How can you, a little girl, know so much?"

Chu Zhao was also surprised.

Her face and voice were disguised, and no one had seen through it until now. Unexpectedly, this man saw it right away.

But this also fully demonstrates that the group of people in front of them are no ordinary bandits.

Now, Chu Zhao was even more curious. What was their intention to break into Tingyun Pass that day?

"Our family is a military household, and my father has been to the battlefield many times." Chu Zhao said, "He often told me about the war, and I remembered it."

"Oh?" The man stared at her, half-believing and asked, "Where is your father, what is his name, and where has he been on the battlefield?"

"He is dead. He died in Liangzhou. You won't know his name." Chu Zhao said, "One general has made thousands of bones withered. Only the living are worthy of having a name and being praised by thousands of people."

The man fell silent and stared at her for a while, then turned to look at Xie Chengfeng who was surrounded: "Who are you?"

Chu Zhao also looked at Xie Chengfeng, hesitated and said, "That's my brother."

"Your brother is good at martial arts." The man raised his eyebrows again, "Can you do it?"

"I know a little bit," Chu Zhao said.

The man nodded: "We are short of people, how about joining us?"

Chu Zhao was stunned. This sudden U-turn really caught her by surprise.

But she quickly came to her senses and shook her head firmly: "We won't go."

"Why?" the man asked.

"My father said that the sword in a soldier's hand can only be swung at the enemy and never at innocent people." Chu Zhao said, "You are not good soldiers. If I follow you, I will be sorry for my father's spirit in heaven."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

The man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter was arrogant, but also a bit sad, echoing over the silent streets.

He smiled for a while, then suddenly stopped smiling and waved to a companion.

There was a woman riding on the horse of his companion. The man reached out and handed the knife to Chu Zhao: "Kill her, and you don't have to follow us."

The woman raised her head desperately on the horse, facing Chu Zhao with a frightened and tearful face.

Chu Zhao didn't move, and his palms gradually clenched into fists.

The man seemed to have expected that she would not take action. He sneered and said, "If you kill this innocent person, I will let all the innocent people go. How about that?"

Of course Chu Zhao would not do this and could only look at him silently.

There was undisguised sarcasm on the man's fierce face. He didn't know whether he was laughing at Chu Zhao or himself.

"Now, the choice is yours. What can you do to be worthy of your father's spirit in heaven?"

Chu Zhao took a step forward and looked at him calmly: "Maybe we can exchange it for something else."

"For what, with your life?" the man sneered.

"No, it's your life." Chu Zhao said, "The injury on your leg will kill you, and I can just cure it."

The man's smile suddenly froze on his face: "How did you know I was injured on my leg?"

"It's obvious." Chu Zhao said, "Your sitting posture is tilted to the left, and your center of gravity is also concentrated on the left side. Your right leg is not in the stirrup. Obviously you don't dare to use force. Your face doesn't look good. In addition to pain, you should also have some pain. Possibility of poisoning.”

"So..." She paused, then continued, "Your left leg was either injured by a poisonous weapon or bitten by a poisonous snake. The residual poison has not been removed from your body, and perhaps the wound is also suppurating. You are no longer good at what you do now, but you are just struggling to support your own prestige, am I right?"

The man's expression changed several times, and no matter how deep the palace was, he couldn't hide the shock in his heart.

Before he could speak, the companion next to him with a beard shaped like Zhang Fei had already spoken first: "Brother, this man is really amazing. Maybe he can really heal your legs. Why don't you let him try?"

"Shut up!" The man glared at him fiercely, "Whatever treatment you want, my leg has already healed."

"You are hiding your illness and avoiding medical treatment." Chu Zhao said, "Even if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about where these people who follow you will go after you die of poison in a few days."

"..." The man had a sullen face, his eyebrows furrowed so much that he even wrinkled the scar.

"Brother, let him see it!" Bearded Beard couldn't help but interrupt, "Let's give it a try without delaying anything. Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor..."

"Who are you talking about?" the man said angrily.

"I'm a dead horse, I'm a dead horse, as long as brother can recover, I can die myself." The bearded man scratched his head and giggled, smiling and suddenly his eyes were red again, "Brother, brothers have nothing. I can’t live without you anymore!”

"Okay, okay, shut up!" The man interrupted him impatiently and turned to look at Chu Zhao, "How do you prove that you can heal injuries?"

"What a coincidence." Chu Zhao pointed to the inn and said, "The owner of this inn has just been stabbed by your people. He is almost dead. Let this woman go and follow me in to see if I can Bring him back to life.”

"Okay." The man nodded, "I can let him go, but if you dare to lie to me, I will massacre this city!"

"It's a deal." Chu Zhao said, waving to Xie Chengfeng, "Brother, come with me to help."

Xie Chengfeng was surrounded by a group of soldiers, and several crossbows were pointed at him.

The man waved his hand to signal those people to move away and make way for him.

Xie Chengfeng put away his sword and strode to Chu Zhao: "A Zhao, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Chu Zhao said, "Hurry up and go with me to rescue Lai Hong."

Xie Chengfeng nodded, and the two of them walked quickly to the inn.

The man immediately dismounted his horse, asked the others to stay put, and entered the inn with a beard.

Apart from the Hammer girl and Lai Hong in her arms, there were only two shivering clerks hiding behind the counter.

Chu Zhao ordered them to put two tables together in the lobby and asked the Hammer girl to put Lai Hong on them.

The Hammer girl didn't trust her very much, and she was even more resistant to the two men who followed her, and refused to let her father go.

Fortunately, Xie Chengfeng had met her before and persuaded her a few words in a gentle voice before she nodded in agreement.

Lai Hong was laid flat on the table, his face was pale, his breath was weak, and half of his body was stained red with blood.

Chu Zhao checked his wound, made a list, and asked the clerk to go to the drug store as quickly as possible to buy it. In addition to the decoction, gold wound medicine and fine cloth for bandaging, he also needed large needles and mulberry white leather thread to suture the wound. , as well as atractylodes and mugwort for fumigating the house.

The drug store was nearby, but everyone in the store had fled. After searching around, he found an old doctor in the back hall who had not run away. He told him that the bandits had released everyone and asked him to come out quickly. Take medicine.

The old doctor was doubtful, and while nervously grabbing the medicine, he asked the clerk who he was treating.

The waiter hurriedly told him the general situation, took the medicine and hurried back to the inn.

The old doctor was very surprised.

Although the drug store sells needles and threads, they haven't bought one in several years. Except for military doctors, there are very few doctors who can sew, even he himself can't.

Now, the guy actually said that the person who treated Laihong was a teenager. The more he thought about it, the more unreliable he felt. He was worried that Laihong would be randomly treated to death. After thinking about it, he decided to take the risk and take a look.

Laihong was kind, philanthropic, and loved to make friends. He got along very well with the people on this street. If such a person died, the old doctor would really not bear it.

He closed the door of the shop and walked tremblingly towards the Hongyan Inn. He was so frightened by the bandits guarding the roadside that his legs became weak.

There were two bandits guarding the door of the inn. When they saw him approaching, they drew their knives and shouted in a rough voice, "What are you doing?"

The old doctor was frightened and replied tremblingly: "I, I am a doctor, come here to help."

The two of them looked him up and down and saw that he couldn't even walk steadily. They thought there was no danger, so they let him in.

The old doctor staggered into the store and saw Lai Hong lying on the table, covered with a piece of white cloth. There was an opening in the white cloth, and Chu Zhao was holding a piece of intestine in his hand and cleaning it with salt water.

"My dear mother!" the old doctor shouted, his eyes darkened and he fainted on the ground.