.The second update today is, and it will continue tomorrow. Today is a one-day meeting. Xiaofei will continue to hold the meeting tomorrow morning. At 7:20 in the morning, the unit will organize the radio's "Zhengxingfeng Hotline". I am responsible for recording the video. Then at 8:30, it will be a backbone selection meeting. I don't know when it will be. So, tomorrow's update may be near noon, so I'm really embarrassed. In addition, Xiaofei has received the documents edited and signed the contract this week. I will try to get a recommendation in the next two weeks to speed up the update and increase the rankings. Please support me when you are down!

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"Ah--Kill--" Guan Zhongyun no longer knew how many enemies he had killed that emerged from the ground. His body was covered with scars. If it weren't for his BMW Shin-Jing, he would have become an infantryman long ago.

Despite this, Guan Zhongyun had already stained the heavy armor with blood, and most of the personal soldiers around him had been killed or injured.

Jiang Zhuying beside him was already covered in blood, his eyes were full of anger and fierceness, and his pretty face was full of murderous intent.

"Sir, hurry up--" Another personal soldier died in front of Guan Zhongyun in order to block the knife, and a bright sky light appeared in front of him, breaking through the mist was right in front of him.

"Hateful..." Seeing each palm falling in front of him to protect himself, Guan Zhongyun's heart was like a knife, and he really could not accept such a result.

"Is even God standing on the side of the Western barbarians?" Guan Zhongyun almost wanted to shout.

Finally, under the escort of his personal soldiers and Jiang Zhuying, Guan Zhongyun rushed out of the mist and then swept around him, with only a few hundred people following him, while Zhang Zhen, the commander of the Second Cavalry Division, who was rushing forward, had already fallen on the horse without a sound.

Looking at the sound of fighting and killing in the fog, Guan Zhongyun wanted to go back to save the horse, but was dragged down by the personal soldiers around him. While he was tearing him, Chen Jie, the deputy commander of the city, had already led the team to rescue him.

"Chen Legion, follow me to rescue the trapped soldiers!" Guan Zhongyun roared.

"Sir, this is already the last cavalry..." Chen Jie pointed to the soldiers behind him. Guan Zhongyun saw that there were only a few hundred cavalry, and the others were all infantry. Then he realized that he screamed, squirted out a mouthful of blood, and fell off his horse.

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In Longcheng, in the ward of the Imperial Hospital of the Potian Legion, everyone surrounded Guan Zhongyun who was unconscious and stared at a "medical doctor" who was carefully taking Guan Zhongyun's pulse.

At that time, the emperor's logistics system was improved. When Taizu was founding, he attached great importance to the medical security of the army. Among the top ten founding officials around him, there was a genius doctor Yu Yang Yu Pingzhi who was born in a rampant family.

Nearly a thousand years later, the imperial military medical treatment has reached that every team must have one team doctor, and the first squadron has two team doctors. Until the first legion, the number can reach hundreds. The official call it "The Imperial Doctor is definitely different from the Imperial Doctor in the harem). People in the world prefer to respect it as "medical".

To this day, "medical" has been hiddenly independent of the four people and is praised by soldiers and even ordinary people.

"Mr. Zhang, look..." Seeing that the doctor had finished taking the pulse, he pondered for a moment and glanced at the generals. Deputy Legion Commander Chen Jie immediately asked on behalf of everyone. This solid man with a rock-faced face held the knife handle by his waist tightly with his thick hands.

"Fortunately, Guan Legion was just a short period of time when his qi and blood were not smooth and he was stagnant in his chest. I prescribe a small medicine and just rest for two days." The doctor named Zhang said slowly.

"That's good, that's good. Thank you Mr. Zhang. Come and get the fee for Mr. Zhang..." Chen Jie was overjoyed, and his tightly collapsed face eased a lot.

"Chen Juntuan, who do you think I am? I am a military doctor and I have my own national salary. It is my duty to treat the military and civilians. Why do you need to give me a reward..." The doctor surnamed Zhang looked unhappy and took out a few pills from the medical box beside him and put them in the plate before the collapse, swaying his hand, showing a bit of arrogance of being unworldly.

"Oh, if everyone in the empire is like this, how could it be today's defeat..." A young officer couldn't help but sigh when he saw Yi Zhang like this.

The officer was tall and about 1.7 meters tall, with a pretty face like a woman, with sharp eyes, and a slightly dispersed black long tied up by a vermilion belt, looking quite personality.

He is Jiang Zhuying who rushed to the battle with Guan Zhongyun today. He is also the youngest commander of the Potian Legion. He is under the Second Cavalry Division and is only eighteen years old this year.

Originally, according to military rank, he had no reason to stand on this occasion, because of his special identity, the commander of the Legion Guan Zhongyun personally brought Longcheng. It is said that he was a child of a major family in the empire, but he was not sure why he was granted a battle-making place like Longcheng.

Moreover, his martial arts are indeed very impressive. He uses two iron halberds in his hand, which is said to be no worse than Ma Qianfeng, the number one warrior in the army.

"Jiang Tuanzhi, don't talk nonsense!" Chen Jie's face darkened.

"Here..." Jiang Zhuying was dissatisfied with his face, but knew that Chen Jie was for his own good. There were so many people here, and if his words were stabbed, it could be considered a crime to disrupt the morale of the army.

You should know that the great men of the imperial department had long seen these radical and reformed young officers who had long wanted to see them, so they were waiting for this to catch up.

Tan Zhongshikawa, who was standing beside him, sneered across his face, reached out and grabbed Guan Zhongyun's wrist.

"Mr. Tanaka is this..." Chen Jie didn't like this deep and mysterious Tanaka Shikami, who was all day long, but he was not disgusted with it. Seeing that he was acting strangely, he asked.

"I have also learned some medical skills..." Tan Zhongsei didn't say much.

Seeing this, no one asked any questions. Even Jiang Zhuying, who was the most inconsistent with Shin-Kiang Kamikaze, did not object.

Many imperial scribes respected traditions. While learning strategies, they also understood the same knowledge and even produced many national medical masters. Zhuge Wuhou, one of the top ten founding officials, was the best among them. Of course, according to the pretentious Yu Fang dynasty doctor Yu Yang, Xiaoliang's medical skills were actually learned by himself, so they were still a little worse than me.

Nowadays, a thousand years later, even the imperial higher military academies have electives for battlefield medicine. Of course, those professional soldiers rarely choose this subject immediately. As for some literary colleges, they even have special medical departments.

"What Dr. Zhang said is right. Guan Juntong is indeed a bit stagnant, but I see that there is another hidden danger in my heart." After a moment, Tian Zhongshi Guang said.

"What do you mean?" Chen Jie asked hurriedly.

"Does Lord Guan have hidden diseases in family history?" Tan Zhongshikawa asked.

"I don't know this..." Chen Jie shook his head.

"The "Imperial History·Military History·Biography of Guan Gong" records that General Guan Hai died of vomiting blood. According to Yu Yang's doctor, his lung disease was caused by congenital deficiency and was exhausted from the battlefield after being exhausted. Although he could cure the disease, he could not cure the root cause..." Tian Zhongshiguang asked and answered himself, and said in a deep voice.

"Everyone, let's go down. I think there will be fierce battles tomorrow. All units are careful to defend against the enemy's sneak attacks." Chen Jie waved.

Zhongyun was unconscious, and Chen Jie was naturally the highest commander in Longcheng. Moreover, he has always been steady, not biased and obedient, and everyone is convinced.

"Lin Brigade Group, do you think that Tian Zhongshiguang is telling the truth? I am also a good writer of the Grand Historian, why didn't I read it?" After everyone left, Jiang Zhuying asked his other boss, the Second Cavalry Division, and the commander of the First Brigade.

"Zhuying, Guan Gong's affairs, the history of the imperial history must be clearly recorded. It is said that Guan Jun's grandfather was beaten by lung disease, but it was only a few words, so few people know it. I think you are all thinking about military strategy, so I didn't pay attention to it. I was bored when I was idle and read it by chance, but I have forgotten it. I remembered it when he said this today. However, there is indeed a bit of real talent in this field, but this old story is also remembered in my heart. It is really the person who is the one who is in the heart." Lin Kaibing and Jiang Zhuying. This bearded man in his thirties has a much more steady personality. He tells this anecdote with clear ideas.

"Well, be careful to prevent this tonight. Our army is defeated, and there may be..." Jiang Zhuying changed the topic, but Lin Kaibing had long been used to his jumping thinking, and the two of them started discussing.
Chapter completed!