With a long and distant sigh, Tuobayan slowly opened her eyes, and saw a white roof. Her eyes turned around and he saw a bottle hanging from an iron rack on one side. The bright red liquid in the bottle was slowly flowing along a thin tube toward his body.

This is the Ming army's battlefield hospital.

In recent years, the combat system of the Ming people has undergone great changes, among which the field hospital is one of the most important components. Any combat units above the war battalion will be equipped with a field hospital. If it is a large army in one aspect, the scale of the field hospital will be even larger. Even the smallest combat unit, the Ming army will be equipped with a skilled military doctor.

Don’t underestimate this change. It is unparalleled for the motivation of morale. For soldiers, a clever military officer gave them another life.

In the war, the few people actually died on the spot. The more people died, they were actually deaths caused by the inability to receive timely treatment or wrong treatment methods after being injured. Tuobayan once wanted to learn this model of Mingren, but unfortunately, he could not find so many doctors.

Ming Dynasty used school methods to produce doctors on a large scale. These doctors may not have their own unique Miji, but thanks to Shu Chang's successful medical reform in China, these doctors are familiar with the successful cases that have appeared and can skillfully use the popular treatment techniques.

There are enough doctors, enough and effective drugs that make the proportion of Ming soldiers recover after being injured as high as more than 90%. Once these people recover from injuries, they will immediately become the backbone of the army. Tuobayan knows the role of a veteran in war.

But he could only sigh.

The large-scale medical system and R&D system of the Ming Dynasty, which was quickly popularized, was simply hard to match.

Regarding the many newly developed medical technologies in the Ming Dynasty, Qi State also has many highly famous imperial physicians, who even denounced them as magic tricks, just like the technology that is now performing blood transfusion therapy for itself.

There were bursts of pain between his waist and abdomen. Tuobayan couldn't help but want to reach out to touch the wound. When he raised his hand, he heard a clanging sound. His left hand was actually locked on the foot of the bed by a shackle. He raised his foot, but his feet were also tied.

It was not until this time that he finally woke up completely and had become a prisoner of the Ming people.

The curtain of the tent was lifted open, and a ray of sunlight shone in from outside the door, but it was immediately blocked by a tall back. The man turned his back to the light. Tuobayan didn't see the person's face clearly for a while, but as the man walked in, a familiar face appeared in his sight.

Tuobayan's eyes immediately turned red.

The person coming was Sun Jun.

Sun Jun walked to the edge of the bed with a smile on his face, pulled a stool, and sat by the bed.

"Traitor!" Tuobayan cursed gritting his teeth.

Sun Jun smiled, reached out to pull the quilt for Tuobayan, then stared at the other party's eyes, and said word by word: "General Tuoba, I'm afraid I want the original wall to return these two words to you. I have never been a traitor. From the beginning, I was the person from the Eagle Nest of the Ming Dynasty. Of course, now it is the Ministry of State Security."

Tuobayan stared at Sun Jun with some shock. He originally thought that Sun Jun was instigated by the Ming people in the past few years after he arrived in Cangzhou. After all, judging from the development momentum in recent years, the Ming people did develop faster and faster, and look more like a king than the Qi people.

"Always been?"

"Always." Sun Jun smiled, "But at the beginning, we didn't know you too. It was only after you betrayed and killed so many of us that we truly knew your identity. But at that time, we could not do anything except crying in the dark night. We could only watch those comrades fall under the butcher knife of Qi, Tuobayan. When I saw you in Chang'an, my face was smiling, but how was it in my heart?

I longed to kill you with one knife. This idea has been buried deep in my heart. As time goes by, not only hasn't been relieved, but the imprint is getting deeper and deeper. Tuobayan, don't you know, when I executed those comrades, I went to see it myself and begged Wu Jing to take us there. Do you know what our purpose is? We are to remember this scene firmly, let the blood of comrades water the flowers of hatred, and let the blood of comrades remind us not to forget this hatred."

"You?" Tuobayan keenly captured the words in Sun Jun's words.

Sun Jun laughed: "Of course, we, and Yan Xiaoyi, are now serving as a side general in your Cangzhou. You are dead. It is difficult for Qi State to find a suitable person to take over the military of Cangzhou. Yan Xiaoyi is deeply trusted by Wu Jing. Do you think anyone is more suitable to be the chief general of Cangzhou than Yan Xiaoyi?"

Tuobayan's heart was cramped: "Your matter is enough to remind Wu Jing that Yan Xiaoyi is unreliable."

"Is that right? But Sun Jun is dead and has died in the Hengduan Mountains. How can others suspect a dead person?" Sun Jun smiled proudly: "I want to go back to the Ming Dynasty. Of course, I still have to hide my identity now. But when Cangzhou becomes the territory of the Ming Dynasty, I can appear in front of the world clearly. Oh, I forgot to tell you that my little brother was admitted to the Beijing University for the years I lurking. Now he is a dignified county magistrate of the Ming Dynasty. My parents are living a healthy and happy life now. If they always think that the son who died on the battlefield suddenly appears in front of them, I bet that they can live for decades."

Tuobayan closed his eyes in pain.

"So the line I sent out was not my one."

"At present, I might as well tell you the truth. In fact, I and Yan Xiaoyi were not comparable to you, and we were sent to follow Wu Jing. After all, such a former prince of Yue, Guo Gong was still worried that he would make any trouble, but no one expected that you, who was originally cultivated by Guo, would have rebelled against the Ming Dynasty. What he didn't expect was that you came to recruit us, and we were idle chess pieces suddenly became extremely important. He said that, if it weren't for you, we would be afraid that even if we returned home, we would have no contribution. But now, we have made great contributions. My superior told me that this time I went back, the position of a general of the mighty martial arts will inevitably be without me. In the future, Yan Xiaoyi would be even higher than me."

"Guo Jiuling!" Tuobayan murmured.

"You can't guess Guo Gong's wisdom. The only thing he misreads is you, right?" Sun Jun stood up with a sneer, "You have a great life. Yesterday, I was going to kill you with one knife, but you still left your life. I am sorry, but since you were alive, I can't kill you anymore, so you're lucky. But according to my guess, you'll just live a little longer. When you arrive in Chang'an, you will inevitably have a knife at Caishikou. At that time, the onlookers will definitely not mind smashing you with rotten vegetables, leaves and rotten eggs. Or better yet, killing you like that yesterday would be too cheap. I'm very happy."

Pushing away the chair, Sun Jun left the tent with his head held high and laughed.

Looking at Sun Jun's back as he left, Tuobayan felt a burst of pain in his heart, and his breathing became extremely difficult. He opened his mouth wide, breathed desperately, gasped heavily, waved his right arm violently, pulled off the tube that was transfusion of blood, and let the hollow needle seep out of the hollow needle stain the sheets red.

Both legs and one hand were tied to the bed, and even the waist was locked firmly by a belt. It was impossible to turn over. He let out a burst of howlings. At this moment, he wanted to die.

There were waves of footsteps coming from outside, and a group of people in white coats rushed in. Then Tuobayan was pressed tightly on the bed. The only hand that could only move freely was also tied firmly to the bed. In the mystery, a sound came from his ears.

"Tie him up, give him a blood transfusion, see if the wound on his abdomen collapses. If it collapses, then sew it again. This person must not let him die before sending him back to Yuejing."

Flashes of despair surged into my heart, and Tuobayan collapsed weakly on the hospital bed, his head tilted, and he fainted again.

In his sleep, he had an extremely beautiful dream. He dreamed that he had returned to Chang'an City, and his wife stood at the door of the house with his lively and lovely son, watching him galloping on a war horse.

The son spread his arms and ran towards him. The sound of his father screaming made his heart melt. His wife leaned against the door frame, and his eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles.

He Weiping stood outside his tent and looked at a team of cavalry running from afar. It was Murong Hai who was returning. The purple-black blood-stained Murong Hai turned over and dismounted in front of him, bowed to He Weiping, "General He, we won."

"Finally won." He Weiping returned the favor with a smile. Years of hatred have dispersed. The Tuobayan, who once made him embarrassed, has now become his prisoner. "How about Sun Yang?"

"What else can it do? Of course, it has become my deceased soul under my knife." Murong Hai smiled. "Guangyang is already in our pocket, and the gate of Cangzhou has been opened."

The two of them looked at each other and laughed.

"General Murong, Tuobayan was seriously injured and captured. Now we have been rescued by us. I think you must want to see him!" He Weiping said.

When Murong Hai's face changed slightly when he heard Tuobayan's name.

"He's still alive?"
Chapter completed!