The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 285: The Drunk Lying on the Battlefield Lord Grim (22)
Cen Mu took out something from the medicine box, and stabbed the iron with his backhand, "This is something we use for practice in Medicine King Valley. I will demonstrate it to you a few more times, so watch it."

He said to several military doctors, and moved his hands as soon as he spoke, this time the movement was very slow, so that people could see clearly.

Keep the wound as small as possible, take out the iron spike, and then bandage it, which is not Cen Mu's control.

While teaching, someone suddenly rushed in from the outside and reported to Xue Zhan. Someone from Mobei came to attack and declared war not far away.A group of people who came back from patrolling the village were attacked, and several of them were stabbed.

Cen Mu cleaned up his hands, and said to Xue Zhan, "Take me there, this thing is stained with poison, if you don't get it out as soon as possible, I'm afraid brothers will be useless for the rest of their lives."

Xue Zhan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, without saying a word, he lifted the curtain to count soldiers.

Putting on the military uniform again, he didn't have the enthusiasm of the past, but Cen Mu didn't have any fear of going out, and followed behind calmly.

Haozi didn't know how he joined the cavalry and archery battalion, but he was a new recruit, and he was brought by Cen Mu, so he was not taken out when he went out for the first time.

Cen Mu asked him to borrow a bow and crossbow, which was small and portable, and he carried it with the medical box.

All the way, Xue Zhan reminded him: "The battlefield is dangerous, you remember to follow the soldiers, and you are busy when the wounded soldiers are sent."

Cen Mu was familiar with the crossbow in his hand, "Don't worry about Xue Shuai, maybe I can help you."

"You have nothing to do." Xue Zhan smiled, and galloped with Cen Mu, "This wounded soldier is still waiting for you."

Cen Mu looks frail, but his riding and shooting skills are not inferior to Xue Zhan.

His martial arts were all taught by Xie Zhangjun, comparable to a general in the barracks, but he looked too weak.

When they arrived at the scene, the two sides were still fighting, Xue Zhan watched Cen Mu arrive with him in surprise.

"Mr. Cen, I'll leave the back camp to you!" Xue Zhan looked at Cen Mu, who had dismounted from his horse, with a heroic demeanor, and suddenly understood why Xie Zhangjun was so obsessed with him.

Cen Mu nodded, handed the horse rope to the person who came to pick him up, and carried the medical box into the temporary tent.

There was no military doctor to treat them on a regular tour. At this moment, the wound was bandaged indiscriminately, and most of their clothes were stained red with blood.

Cen Mu made a quick decision, took out the medicine and bandaged them.Those who can move are all on the battlefield. He is calm and calm, comforting the wounded soldiers, while dealing with everyone's injuries in an orderly manner.

The wound of the last person was bandaged, and a feathered arrow pierced through the torn cloth and landed right at Cen Mu's feet.

The wounded soldiers on the side were startled, Cen Mu frowned, and hurriedly bandaged the little gauze left on his hands.

He held down the pressure for too long, and was about to speak to appease everyone, but his voice became hoarse and he couldn't say anything.

He wasn't frightened when the feather arrow landed at Cen Mu's feet, but it frightened Hong Yueyue when he rushed in.

"Mr. Cen, hurry up and take the wounded soldiers away! We've been tricked!" Hong Yueliang led the soldiers behind him, through which he could see the fierce confrontation outside.

Cen Mu frowned, and calmly packed the things in his hands.

Hong Yuexing admired the chaos, and he explained: "Xue Shuai didn't have enough manpower. Fortunately, after Commander Xie heard that you were coming, he brought people from the Zhanhu Camp, and the people from Mobei had already called. , this place is no longer safe. The commander asked me to take you away."

Cen Mu calmly picked up the bow and crossbow, and ordered sharply, "Hurry up and take the wounded soldiers away."

(End of this chapter)