The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

The veteran Yu Sixi who was sitting next to Yin Wujiu saw this and couldn't help asking: "Hey, why don't you eat?"

Yin Wujiu's eyeballs moved sluggishly, and then he took a bite of the white bun, just chewed a few times, he felt his stomach churning, the next second, he hastily dropped the things in his hand, ran to the side and vomited violently up.

Yu Sixi: "..."

From noon yesterday until now, no water or rice has been eaten, Yin Wujiu has nothing to vomit in his stomach, he vomited for a long time and nothing came out, but a lot of physiological tears came out of his eyes.

When he stood up, his delicate and delicate face was pale, and his eyes were full of red. This uncomfortable and weak look fell into Wen Jue's eyes, which made him feel anxious.

Wen Jue knew that the scene of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood last night left a shadow in the young man's heart.

I think it was the same when he went to the battlefield for the first time back then. He couldn’t eat anything and he had nightmares for many days. When he closed his eyes at night, all that remained in his mind was the stumped limbs and the sky. blood red...

Recalling those days when sleep and food were hard to rest and tortured people to go crazy, Wen Jue really didn't want Yin Wujiu to go through these too.

But the rules of this world are not set by him, and Yin Wujiu's life, he has no way to change it.

The battlefield is a piece of land that this young man is destined to set foot on.

That being the case, let yourself be a witness that he has walked this road.

When Yin Wujiu came back, Yu Sixi saw that his face was ugly, and asked: "What's the matter, is your stomach upset?"

Yin Wujiu nodded, then shook his head.

Yu Sixi stared at him for a while, then asked suspiciously, "You can't be a recruit?"

"En." The boy's tone was somewhat frustrated and powerless.

"It's no wonder! I remember that when I first went to the battlefield, I was like you." Yu Sixi suddenly said, and after a while he realized something, and then said, "But I remember that when the general transferred his manpower the day before yesterday, he didn't just recruit Are you an elite cavalry, you are a new recruit, why did you come here first?"

Yin Wujiu thought that when Wen Jue dispatched troops that day, all of them were veterans, but when he got to them, he and He Yiyang were selected, and Huang Zeliang and his group of cronies, as well as the bully were dispatched. Zhang Wu who killed Yin Wujiu.

"I don't know." Yin Wujiu really didn't understand the intention of Wen Jue's behavior like this, but he was sure of one thing, it was that person, and An would definitely not have any kind intentions.

For this battle of Xunjiang, it was mentioned in "The Emperor's Strategy", and the date of the war was marked. Wen Jue has always had a good memory, and he has repeatedly reviewed the content of the novel over the years, so this It was very clear, seeing that this crucial battle was coming, and they were still far away from Xuncheng, so two days ago, Wen Jue decisively dispatched [-] cavalry from the [-] reinforcements, and hurried to Xuncheng.

If it wasn't so, I'm afraid that the Wen family's army has now become the history of the Great Shang Dynasty.

As for why Yin Wujiu and He Yiyang were brought here, Wen Jue just wanted to let them adapt to the battlefield in advance in this war destined to win, and why they brought Huang Zeliang and Zhang Wu along was to deceive others and prevent them Some people suspect that they are special to He Yiyang and Yin Wujiu... In other words, Huang Zeliang and the others were pulled by Wen Jue to accompany his two apprentices.

As for life and death, it is up to fate.

"What, why did the general ask you to take care of those prisoners?" He Yiyang's tone was surprised mixed with anger.

Because the flames of war reached the Xunjiang River, the people of Xuncheng all fled to the north to avoid the disaster. At this time, the city was empty, and [-] soldiers just found a place to repair in the city. As for the five thousand prisoners, they were controlled in the city. In a big house.

Yin Wujiu said: "I am not the only one who went."

"But they are enemies, so many comrades-in-arms have died at the hands of our army, and now they must hate us very much. If they rise up, it will be very dangerous." He Yiyang said, feeling more and more uneasy, and finally put his hands He slammed his golden gun on the ground and said angrily, "I heard that most of the people who were sent there were veterans with good skills in the army. Why did you let an inexperienced recruit like you? That guy named Wen did that. It's clearly targeting you deliberately, but why would he target you? It doesn't make sense, does it?"

He Yiyang frowned and pondered for a while, his eyes suddenly changed, he leaned close to Yin Wujiu's ear, lowered his voice, and said with a solemn face: "Wujiu, he couldn't...recognize you, right?"

Yin Wujiu's body froze suddenly, and after a while, he firmly denied: "Impossible."

It has been five years since he ran into that person outside the general's mansion, not to mention that he looks different now than in previous years, it is just that person's arrogant temperament, how can he take such a little-known little guy in his heart Woolen cloth……

The place where the surrendered soldiers were placed was a rich family's compound in Xuncheng. Although the flames of war had not entered the city at that time, these rich people who cherished their lives were in a hurry to escape, and they had already gone north to seek refuge. The mansion, which was comparable in size to a small garden, could not be taken away, so it was left empty here.

However, although this house is big, it is not easy for five thousand soldiers to accommodate them all. Therefore, as long as the house can be sheltered from wind and rain, it will be full of people. The seriously injured are placed in rooms with beds, and the slightly injured are placed in rooms with beds. Just lay the floor in the study, account room, living room and other places.

Yin Wujiu was assigned to take care of the wounded soldiers in a servant's room.

Before he got close, he could hear the pain and wailing coming from the house one after another. The heart-piercing movement was comparable to purgatory on earth.

Yin Wujiu paused at the door for a while, stretched out his hand and gently pushed the door open.

In an instant, a thick bloody smell rushed towards his face, pouring straight into his nostrils, and instantly brought back Yin Wujiu's memory of that night.

He tried his best to suppress the uncomfortable feeling, pursed his lips and walked in.

In a room of about [-] square meters, two long rows of bunks in the east and west are facing each other, and the people on the upper floors are full of injuries and diseases.

Some of these wounded soldiers were missing arms and legs, and some had broken swords stuck in their bodies. What's more, they were cut in the face during the melee, and the long scar passed through the left forehead. The right eyeball, and then spread to the right cheek, and the blood couldn't stop dripping all over the front of his clothes...

The scene was so horrific that people couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Beside the couch, a military doctor with disheveled hair and mottled hair was pulling out an arrow for a soldier. His face was expressionless, but his movements were fast, which made the soldier receiving treatment cry and beg for mercy repeatedly. , but he is still indifferent, doing what he should do.

Someone next to him couldn't stand it any longer, and shouted, "Hey, let me tell you, mother, be gentle!"

The white-haired military doctor turned his face and glanced at him indifferently, then looked away, picked up a medicine bowl, and pressed the pounded medicinal ingredients on the soldier's wound.

"Ah—" Injury let out a scream and passed out from the pain.

The person who spoke had a fiery temper, and when he saw this, he was annoyed, and he reached out and grabbed the old military doctor's collar: "Don't tell me, didn't you hear me? I fucking see that you are not here to save people, but to kill people. Since If you don’t take care of it, I will abolish you now, and let you try our taste.”

Being picked up almost in the air, the old military doctor still looked indifferent: "If you abolish me, your injuries will not heal."

"you--"

Seeing that he was about to punch the military doctor's face, Yin Wujiu rushed up to block his hand subconsciously: "Brother, calm down, we will pay attention."

The violent soldier's name is Wei Yong, the doctor is white, his name is unknown, but everyone in the army calls him Mr. Bai, as to why he is called so, it is not known.

The sudden appearance of Yin Wujiu immediately attracted the attention of the two of them. They both looked at Yin Wujiu. The moment Mr. Bai saw Yin Wujiu, there was a crack in his ancient well-free eyes, but soon Quickly back to normal.

The facial features of this young man are somewhat similar to that of Yue'er back then!

And Wei Yong frowned: "Who are you kid?"

Yin Wujiu said honestly, "I'm here to help."

"Really?" The young man's movement of grabbing his wrist just now was very powerful, and Wei Yong could tell that he had practiced it before, so he didn't underestimate him because of his slender and immature appearance, but asked, "You What can you do?"

"I have learned some simple medical principles from my master before, so it should be no problem to deal with these injuries." Yin Wujiu said, his eyes fell on the wounded patient who fainted from pain, and said, "Brother, I will take care of you." Let him bandage."

Wei Yong has a straightforward temper. Hearing that he can heal diseases, his face suddenly showed joy: "Then you come, I have long thought that this paralyzed guy is not pleasing to the eye!"

Yin Wujiu heard the words, but bowed respectfully to Mr. Bai and bowed: "Mr. Bai, you go and see other people. Leave this small matter of bandaging to me." Zhang Wu bullied, the black and skinny young man Ni Qiang who was also a recruit stood up for him, but was beaten, it was this Mr. Bai who healed him, so even though Yin Wujiu came to the army not long ago, he also recognized him, but this Bai Sir, I didn't notice Yin Wujiu before.

Mr. Bai didn't speak, but passed the bandage in his hand.

Yin Wujiu took it with both hands, and bandaged the wounded soldier carefully.

Wei Yong saw that his movements were skillful and gentle, and the displeasure between his brows gradually dissipated.

Doctor Bai at the side couldn't help but look sideways.

Yin Wujiu quickly bandaged the man, first covered his clothes, then pulled the quilt on him.

Wei Yong was very satisfied with his performance, and asked, "Boy, what's your name?"

Yin Wujiu said his name.

Although Wei Yong has a hot temper and looks like a big and three rough, but he is also literate. Hearing this, he said: "It's a nice name. I think your parents are also cultural people."

There was a gloomy look in Yin Wujiu's eyes.

Wei Yong didn't notice it, but Mr. Bai, who was watching Yin Wujiu from the corner of his eye, caught it, and said: "It can be seen that your parents taught you very well."

Yin Wujiu didn't know him well, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, but the others including Wei Yong were shocked.

From the time this guy entered the room, he didn't say more than three sentences in total. They thought this paralyzed ghost was autistic, but they didn't expect it to be fine!

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-10-0622:32:29~2020-10-0722:53:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~