General Qin

Golden sore medicine originated very early. Ancient ancestors collected herbs and prepared hemostatic ointment through different combinations. The effect is not as magical as those in martial arts movies and novels in later generations, but it also has the effect of stopping bleeding and analgesia.

The military doctors were ordered to come to Gengshi to apply medicine and bandage the wounded.

Zhao Tuo himself also suffered several injuries, but most of the wounds were on his upper body, protected by armor, and he dodged in time, the wounds were not very deep. He also took off his clothes, asked the doctor to apply the black ointment on himself, and then carefully wrapped it with a cloth strip.

After the wound was bandaged, the doctor also left.

"A Tuo, take that head, what did the general say?"

Heihip lay on the ground on his side, stretching his neck and asking. There was nothing serious about this guy, but he got a spear in his butt, so he had to lie on his back so as not to get involved in the wound.

Hearing this question, the others also looked over.

Everyone knew that the identity of the person Zhao Tuo killed was extremely high, and his eyes were full of curiosity and envy.

Zhao Tuo said with a smile: "The identity of the leader still needs to be verified, and no one can tell now. Don't talk about it. After a few days, when the rewards are issued, we will have a few more nobles in this Geng Shi."

"Haha, yes, in a few days Nai Gong will also be a public official. You can call me a public official with a black butt... Hiss!"

As soon as Hei Butt screamed, he forgot about the wound on his buttocks, and when he pulled the wound, tears flowed straight out.

Xiaobai, who was wrapped in a cloth on his hand, made fun of him, "You're still a gentleman with a black butt, I think you might as well be called a gentleman whose butt was poked, haha."

"Shut!"

Heihip was furious and wanted to get up, but snot and tears came out of his nose which was throbbing and painful.

Everyone laughed.

Just after waking up, Zhu, who was still a little weak, couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm about to become a master."

As Zhao Tuo said, although everyone suffered some injuries in this battle, they also received a lot of rewards.

Their centurion got the first forty.

Among them, Zhao Tuo and Shejian each killed one person alone on the Great Wall. This was seen in full view, and everyone testified, so there is no doubt that they belonged.

Although the others did not kill alone, they also killed several together. In the final count, the military judge gave Geng Shi an additional four. Of course, this did not include the leader of the general.

The four heads represent the four titles, how to distribute them depends on everyone's opinions.

First of all, Zhu Ying fought bravely. He charged forward with a shield on the Great Wall, covering the killing of his comrades.

Heizhi and Xiaobai, don't look at these two people who are usually laughing and not serious, but they are quite fierce in battle, especially when Zhao Tuo killed the general, Heizhi helped stab the sword, and the two of them each It should be divided into one head.

As for the last head.

Zhao Tuo glanced at Xiqigu.

The fat man with bruises all over his body blushed immediately, and he muttered: "I... I will definitely not sprain my feet again in the future."

When Xiqigu was rushing along the Great Wall, he sprained his foot and fell to the ground.

Not to mention meritorious service, he was almost trampled to death by Qin Jun Paoze who followed up. Half of the injuries on his body were sprained feet, and the other half were from being trampled on.

If it is justifiable that Xiqigu had an accident, then A Niu, who was huddled in the corner and looked at everyone enviously, made everyone feel very disgusted.

This guy is very afraid of death. He lingers in the battle and always falls last. Although he is not considered a deserter, he is definitely fighting passively.

After a battle, he has nothing to do, if it was replaced by other radical military officials, I am afraid that A Niu would have been taken to the military judge as a model of fear of war.

But the war was won, and Zhao Tuo didn't bother to care about him. After all, although the Qin army won this battle, there were still many casualties. The follow-up battle should be reorganized. If Zhao Tuo's title is promoted, he may be promoted. not too late.

Xiqigu and A Niu are not suitable.

The last head, Zhao Tuo thought about it, and gave it to the long and short brothers.

Although the two brothers had never killed anyone, they fought hard, especially when they charged with Zhao Tuo in the end, they were trampled into flesh by the cavalry of the Yan Army, which was very miserable.

Give them a head, and let a child of the long and short brother inherit the title of duke, which is also worthy of the love of robes.

After such a division, everyone was happy. Zhao Tuo left the tent and was going to the military judge for verification. After all, he was not there before, and the military judge only divided the number of heads, and the specific distribution will have to wait for him to come back as a superintendent, and everyone will discuss and decide.

Zhao Tuo stepped out of the tent and found that She Jian was carrying a clay pot, fetching water.

"Hey, is the wound on your hand alright? I just asked the doctor for some gold sore ointment. Applying it on the wound can heal faster."

Shejian's left hand was wrapped with a cloth, which was pierced by a spear during the scuffle before. Zhao Tuo bandaged him afterwards, and now he is afraid that there will be problems with the wound.

"It's okay to have a small injury, and the head was sent?"

She directly accepted the ointment handed over by Zhao Tuo.

"Well, the general said that this matter still needs to be verified."

Shejian hesitated for a moment, and said, "Tuo, I think there is something wrong with the matter of the head."

"what is the problem?"

"The expression on that man's face before he died was not right. In that case, a general was besieged by us, and he should be unwilling and angry no matter what, but he was smiling when he finally died, as if he wanted to die with no regrets. kind of."

Zhao Tuo was startled by Shejian's words. Although he felt suspicious before, he mainly got it from the logical analysis of the escape of the soldiers, and didn't pay attention to what Shejian said.

Now that I think about it, the expression of the general who was killed was indeed a bit wrong when he pierced his throat.

This Shejian actually noticed such a detail, it really shouldn't be underestimated.

"It doesn't matter, even if his identity is false, he will be a head after all, so he won't be able to defeat even the little soldiers."

Zhao Tuo smiled, compared to this, he was actually more curious about Shejian's story.

One must know that in this battle, Shejian's performance was beyond Zhao Tuo's expectations.

Zhao Tuo was originally a son of aristocrats in the Zhao Kingdom. In addition to the Imperial Art, the Art of the Five Soldiers was also a compulsory course since he was a child. His father specially invited him to learn swordsmanship. This consciousness can also be displayed instinctively, so Zhao Tuo's skill is very good, far from being comparable to ordinary pawns, but even so, he also suffered several blows in the melee.

And what about Shejian?

A down-and-out young man who is so poor that he can't even afford winter clothes, but he is agile on the battlefield, and his sword is like the wind, and his moves are fierce. It looks like he has killed someone before.

How could such a person be ordinary.

Facing Zhao Tuo's gaze, She Jian avoided it.

"Just don't get in the way. They are still waiting for me to fetch water, so I went in first."

He nodded to Zhao Tuo and walked into the tent.

Zhao Tuo looked at his back and whispered, "I was thinking too much. Just like he never asked me about my past, I shouldn't ask him about his past."

"Nowadays, everyone is Pao Ze, who lives and dies together."