broken!Li Er's son turned out to be a hidden boss

Song Ci slightly bowed towards Li Wenhao, "Your Highness, please take a few steps back, so as not to bleed all over."

"it is good!"

Li Wenhao went over and patted Song Ci on the shoulder, "Speaking of which, you are still the first person who can make me retreat, but I am looking forward to it!"

Li Wenhao's not-so-serious joke successfully caused fine beads of sweat to appear on Song Ci's forehead. To be honest, that's not what he meant.

Li Wenhao is now completely playing with Song Ci's mentality, yes, he did it on purpose, not to trouble Song Ci, but to see if Song Ci is still stable in this situation.

To be honest, there is no surgery in this era, lack of theoretical knowledge to support it, and there is also a lack of doctors like Song Ci who understand the human body, (although he is a forensic doctor...)
But isn't Song Ci, who deals with corpses every day, the best anatomy tutor?

As long as the knife can be cut under high pressure, the ability to withstand pressure is strong enough.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just kidding, you go on!"

Li Wenhao smiled and took two steps back.

"It's Your Highness!"

Song Ci stabilized his mind, looking at the man kneeling on the ground, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

To be honest, he still likes to deal with the dead, after all he can fiddle with whatever he wants, unlike in the world of the living, he listens to other people's fiddling.

"To remove the tongue, fast, accurate and ruthless, everyone, please look!"

Song Ci took out a small knife and tapped the Persian man's throat with the knife. I don't know if it was on the acupuncture point of the man or what. A human tongue fell down at its root.

"Stop the bleeding!"

Song Ci ignored the splattered blood, picked up a few silver needles and pierced the man's neck. After a few needles fell, the splattered blood actually stopped.

And the Persian who should have been choked to death by his own blood also recovered his life.

It's just that he might as well be dead.

"Your Highness, he can't speak."

"it is good!"

Li Wenhao nodded and looked at the other Persian whose kneecap had been dug out.

"I won't kill you, you go back, send me a letter of war, and tell your commander that at this time tomorrow, I will fight your army outside Jizhou City."

"Understand?"

"understood!"

Although this Persian had his kneecap dug out, at least he was still healthy, able to talk, eat, and enjoy beauties.

"Go away if you understand!"

Li Wenhao gave Song Ci a look, Song Ci nodded, took out a small bottle from his bosom, poured it into the tea and fed it to the Persian envoy.

"This is a painkiller. Your Highness doesn't like to hear you cry."

"get out!"

This Persian was put on a carriage and sent out of the city, while the other one was directly hanged at the top of the city by Li Wenhao's orders.

"Tomorrow's battle, only victory is allowed, no defeat is allowed. If there is a mistake in someone, then use the head to speak!"

"Han Xin, look, how will we line up tomorrow?"

"Your Highness, I think that since Your Highness wants to test the enemy's strength, why not send the strongest fighters directly in the first battle, with His Highness's Owl Ghost Army and Xu Da's Army's Infantry Armor as the central army. The left and right wings are the Flying Tiger Army and the Beiwei Army."

"In this way, there will be only one tiger and leopard rider left in my Tang Dynasty's strong army."

"However, come to think of it, Lord Cao Mengde won't make these people feel better in the Western Regions."

"Hehe! That's natural."

Others don't know, but can Li Wenhao not know how fierce the Tiger and Leopard Rider is?
It has always been led by members of Cao Cao's family, and it is invincible in field battles, but it is definitely not bragging.

"However, Han Xin, after we find out the enemy's strength, how can we completely wipe out the enemy?"

"You can't let these soldiers under your command really fight to the death with this group of foreign devils."

"Of course not, every plant and tree in my Hebei Road is more expensive than those barbarians."

Han Xin cupped his hands, "At that time, His Royal Highness can completely let General Zhou Yu's water army do some tricks on their warships in advance, and let them go back as they came. Next year, the fish in Jizhou Port will definitely be much fatter."

"Zhou Yu?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness, we can do this."

"Okay, then do as Han Xin said,"

To be honest, don't look at Han Xin's method, which seems very simple, but in fact, it is really simple, but the simpler things are, the easier it is for the enemy to not pay attention.

Han Xin let people play tricks on the enemy's warship, which means that Han Xin has full confidence in Li Wenhao and the army under Hebei Dao.

"The old man is going to move the capital to Fan Yang, you guys do a good job. I hope that in the future, you will not only be the cornerstone of my Hebei Road, but also the pillars of my Tang Dynasty."

"It's Your Highness!"

Everyone's face is full of joy. If they can go to the court, it means that they have entered the center of power...

The messenger who sent the letter was taken down after returning to the camp of the Persian coalition army to deliver the letter, but within two hours, his whole body festered, and finally turned into a corpse full of carrion.

And whoever touches his body will rot like this corpse.

"Your Highness, the Persian who delivered the letter should be dead by now."

"Oh, what medicine are you taking?"

"I extracted the poison from some people who died of the plague and some rotting corpses. To be precise, it should be a kind of plague."

"plague?"

This time, not only Li Wenhao, everyone kept a safe distance of more than five meters from Song Ci.

Damn, if someone plays drugs, who can stand him playing plague?
And, is this forensic?
"Don't worry, Your Highness, this thing is not so easy to become a plague. It is very stable, but it will become unstable under certain conditions."

"I let him drink the tea of ​​this plague, and then smeared the powder that can activate the plague on his knees, so that he would be infected..."

"And, the time should be several hours later..."

Listening to Song Ci's words, Li Wenhao felt a chill in his heart. Is the ancestor who co-authored this forensic doctor a source of plague?

Datang's Breaking Bad?
"Then their barracks?"

"Your Highness, it's best to have someone draw a separation zone a hundred paces around their barracks, and then set it on fire until there are no ashes left."

"You mean, the enemy's 30 army???"

"Hey! It's hurtful. If Your Highness says that there are 30 enemies, I won't..."

"You have to try a few more!"

"Hey! I missed such a good opportunity."

Now Li Wenhao didn't dare to underestimate Song Ci. What a forensic expert, the ancestor of forensic medicine, turned out to be a source of plague. To put it bluntly, this might be Datang's chemical weapon.

"Oh, by the way, Your Highness, remember, don't let our soldiers come into contact with people infected with the plague. I have limited antidote here. The best way is to shoot with bows and arrows, and then burn them on fire. Don't even touch the corpses. "

While Song Ci was speaking, the enemy's central army camp had already been blown up. From the initial skin rot on the hands, to festering all over the body after only two or three hours, and finally dying in pain, these barbarians thought that He was punished by the gods...

Li Wenhao, who was still happy, suddenly thought of something, "Hurry up, send me all the bows and arrows to the front line, when the soldiers shoot from a distance, whether it is a man or a horse, let them cut down trees Surround the enemy's stronghold and don't let anyone out."

Li Wenhao understood it now. After a long time of trouble, the most powerful person under his command was not Jia Xu, Guo Jia, or Li Cunxiao. For a long time, it was the ancestor of the forensic doctor.