Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Outside Xiapi City.

Green seedlings are already growing in the fields.

Some farmers are working hard.

On the plain grassland, shouts and killing sounds came and went.

The rumble of the horse's hooves is shocking.

In the past, when hearing this kind of sound, all the soldiers in the camp would raise their hearts in their throats, which meant that a life-and-death fight was imminent.

It is very likely that the next moment, you will no longer breathe the air in this world.

No one knows whether it is his opponent or himself who will die in the battle formation.

Facing the unpredictable fate.

Most people can only live with it and don't have much hope for life.

But.

Today I heard this cry of killing and the sound of horse hooves again.

There were more than a thousand soldiers in the wounded barracks, but they were not worried or afraid at all. Many of them even had smiles on their faces.

Although the wounds on his body were still aching, there was no hindrance.

Except for a few wounded soldiers whose hands and feet were broken, who were still frowning and worried about their future livelihood, the wounded soldiers whose hands and feet were intact and bandaged did not have too much worry.

"Uncle Lao San, do you want to join the county guard this time, or do you want to sign up to join the army? You escaped and saved your life this time. You must be scared to death, right?"

"Black boy, how dare you laugh at your third uncle? When your third uncle went to the battlefield, you were still peeing your pants?"

The older wounded soldier touched the clean cloth on his head. At this time, the wound was no longer bleeding, and his head was no longer dizzy. He smiled rarely, and some of the fine wrinkles on his face disappeared.

He melted and said, "Is there anything good for the county guard to go to? Have you heard from General Lingqi?

We are elite veterans who have experienced bloody battles. Once we recruit a large number of new recruits, we can serve as corps commanders or even commanders. If we perform meritorious service on the battlefield, we can also get an official position. If that time comes,

The ancestors of my Shuijing Huang family may wake up from the underground laughing."

"Hush, please call me General Lu. Don't call people by their maiden names. Third uncle, you can't hold back your words. Be careful not to speak too much."

The black-faced boy was winking, but now he was a little panicked.

"Look at how timid you are? Bah..."

The third uncle shook his head.

"You also have to look at who she is. This General Lu, it doesn't matter if you call her by any name, as long as you have respect in your heart. Moreover, the lord who follows you this time is completely different from those in the past. Xiao Hei, you

Not only since you joined the army, but you have heard people talk about ancient times in the village, have you ever heard that as a lord, he would personally help the soldiers to heal their illnesses and bandage their wounds?"

"And General Lu Lingqi is also very kind. He also asked his maid to come to the wounded camp to wash everyone's wounds and apply medicine. How can you not be grateful?

But you are not good at it. When I saw the female soldiers who were accompanying me, I shed tears all over the floor, and even I was embarrassed."

"Uncle, please stop bragging. I make you sound like you are very powerful. How could I remember that when the female doctor wrapped your headband, you almost choked to death on your own saliva, looking at...

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"Shut up, shut up, you're going to die..."

The third uncle was like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, and quickly pressed the black boy's mouth.

Stop him from continuing.

This boy is only fifteen years old, his body has not yet fully grown, and his arm is injured. He cannot move at this time. He can only laugh when he is pressed down.

The two laughed for a while and then shed tears.

After a long time, the black-faced boy let out a long sigh, with vicissitudes that were inappropriate for his age: "It would be great if my lord could always win battles and remain undefeated. After I recover from my injury, I will join the war camp and die for him."

Fight, rush into battle and kill the enemy."

"Yes, as long as you don't die on the spot, even if you are injured or disabled, you will be cured, and you will always be able to have enough food and clothing in the future."

There were also people nearby who responded.

Listening to the words of the black-faced boy, everyone was deeply touched.

"Don't worry, no matter who loses, the Lord will not lose."

In the corner of Camp No. 39, a wounded soldier answered loudly.

This man had been lowering his head and looking depressed. At this time, he finally couldn't help it anymore: "You are also ignorant. Do you know how long we, the eight hundred dragon cavalrymen, have been practicing? One month, only more than one month.

A few days ago...when I followed the lord, I was even weaker than you, and I was just a low-level soldier of the Chen family."

"ah!"

There were exclamations all around.

Half of it was envy of the wounded soldier with a broken leg in the corner.

The other half was surprised by the efficiency of their martial arts training.

This man's body is full of energy, and he can lift hundreds of kilograms of strength by raising his hands and feet. He is already a general among the weaker county soldiers.

Unexpectedly, a month ago he was nothing but a miscellaneous soldier.

"My lord is not only very good at healing wounds, he is also very good at teaching martial arts and training soldiers. Of course, his most powerful thing is his martial arts and sword skills. Cao Cao has so many fierce generals, but he alone has beaten him so much that he dare not challenge him. Even Liu Xuande, forget it,

This person is one of our own...even Lu...this one is one of our own. Anyway, there is no one in the world that he cannot defeat."

When the soldier talked about Zhang Kun's abilities, he was very excited. He vividly recounted the scene of following Zhang Kun out of the city that day and challenging the generals with extraordinary power. Hearing the wounded soldiers exclaim from time to time, they couldn't stop for a while.

I wish I could recover from my injuries as soon as possible, and immediately join the army, fight with the army, and find a wife and son.

If you follow such a powerful lord, do you still worry about losing?

Of course not.

…

"Eh!"

Zhang Kun trained his troops and horses for a while.

After the military training, they were about to ride back to the city. For some reason, they felt tired, and they raised their heads and let out a long yawn.

"So sleepy."

"Is it okay that you didn't sleep for the rest of the night?"

Lu Lingqi looked curiously.

This was the first time she had seen this person look like this.

In the past, even if I practiced martial arts and studied all night, I would still be energetic the next day, and my eyes would be so bright that people would not dare to look directly at them.

But today, like a lazy big cat, I yawned five times.

What kind of exertion is required to tire him out like this?

Miss Lu lowered her head and thought carefully, not daring to think too much.

"No, even if I stay up for three to five days, with my current energy..."

Zhang Kun answered casually, but as soon as the words came out, he was slightly stunned.

Guo Jia, who was following quietly and taking a sip of wine from time to time, his face flushed with alcohol, also suddenly grabbed the horse and turned around to look at him with a frown.

"wrong……"

Zhang Kun looked at his attribute column and saw that there were no changes elsewhere.

Only the mental column, with a mental value of 48 points, caught his attention for a long time.

'Remember, it was 48 o'clock five days ago. There has been no improvement in the past five days, and I have not stopped reciting the Huangting Sutra. Why is this happening?'

He turned to look at his only counselor and suddenly asked: "Fengxiao, is there anything weird if a person always wants to sleep?"

"Besides wanting to sleep?"

Guo Jia's expression became heavy.

"Also, there is nothing else wrong..." Zhang Kun shook his head, his eyes touched Lu Lingqi beside him, and when he saw the traces of red clouds rising on the other person's face, he suddenly felt shocked and remembered something.

"The seven emotions and six desires suddenly became stronger. Is this wrong?"

These days, I feel more compassion for others, especially when I don’t see anyone dying of pain or illness...

Of course, there are also some ridiculous things with Lu Lingqi.

Lu Lingqi's martial arts skills improved greatly, and she thought she could compete with Zhang Kun. As a result, every time she came with great interest, she was killed without leaving a trace.

She felt deeply that she was not strong enough, so she selected seven or eight elite soldiers from the three hundred female soldiers with her to join forces with Zhang Kun. Only then could she survive...

The taste of this is really hard to describe in words.

"It's a spell. My lord, do you still remember what I said that day?" Guo Jia's expression changed drastically.
To be continued...