[Quick Transmigration] Healing System

In the south of the south of the Yangtze River, the sun is shining brightly, but Xirong is still snowing heavily, and the bow is stiff and the armor is cold.

The military flag with a layer of frost stood on the hill outside the yurt. Among the soldiers lying in the room sharpening their knives, someone was humming a hometown tune. It fell silently into the snow.

Counsel Zhang patted the snow on his shoulder, bent down and slipped through the linen curtain, took a breath of hot air on his hands, and then smiled and turned to the handsome man sitting cross-legged on the cotton pad: "General Ji, again! Are you reading a letter from your sweetheart?"

Ji Wenyuan nodded generously, and didn't have the heart to joke with Zhang Counselor, and still stared at the content of the letter intently.

"I said, didn't you receive this letter a month ago? You must be tired of reading it so many times." Counselor Zhang rubbed his hands, sat down opposite Ji Wenyuan, and took the letter from the table He took a sip of strong wine, "Hey, good wine! Your sweetheart must be very good-looking. How can a lady from an ordinary family catch the eyes of General Ji?"

Ji Wenyuan was originally thinking about how to express his longing in his reply letter, when he saw that his flagon was taken away, he raised his head and glanced at Counselor Zhang, reached out and snatched the flagon back, and said: "This is the wine he prepared for me. .”

"So stingy?" Counselor Zhang chuckled with his mouth tilted, approached Ji Wenyuan mysteriously, took out a few red agates from the cloth bag at his waist, and pushed them in front of him, saying, "The good things from the Xirong people are still there." There are quite a few of them, and I even carry these things in my pocket during the battle."

"You also take things from dead people?" Ji Wenyuan looked at the agate in front of him firmly, and sneered.

"What are you talking about, General? Aren't the gold, silver and jewels in the palace left behind by the dead?" Seeing Ji Wenyuan's reaction, Counselor Zhang was not angry, and said in a low voice, "These things can't be taken away by the dead. , why don’t you put it in your arms for us living people. Doesn’t the general’s sweetheart also like these things?”

"He doesn't like it." Ji Wenyuan skillfully folded the letter, no longer paying attention to the red agate on the table.

Treasures stained with blood are unlucky things, and they will only harm others and themselves if left behind.

The agate he gave to Li An earlier was bought from a Xirong merchant in a proper manner, and it cannot be compared with these things picked up from the hands of the dead.Besides, he heard from the people living in the frontier that if a Xirong soldier carried a red agate in his arms, it meant that he wanted to marry the girl he liked after the war.

Ji Wenyuan didn't know whether this rumor was true or not, and he couldn't stop drawing his bow and sword when he saw a soldier with red agate in his arms, and liking a girl wasn't a reason to die.He was ordered by the court to only kill people and nothing else.

Seeing Ji Wenyuan put on a cloak and going out of the tent, Counselor Zhang quickly put the red agate back into the cloth bag, secretly regretting that General Ji didn't know good stuff.

Outside the tent, the wind was raging, and the snow was as deep as knees, making every step difficult.Counselor Zhang wrapped the felt hat tighter on his head, still feeling his face hurt from being scratched, and he was glad that he would be able to withdraw his troops and return to the court in a few days, and he would no longer have to stay in this place where birds don't lay eggs.

He felt that Ji Wenyuan was also a strange person. The high-ranking official Houlu didn't want him, so he insisted on becoming some kind of general.It stands to reason that if the imperial court ordered Xirong to be attacked, it would be fine to fight casually, but Ji Wenyuan insisted on taking advantage of the victory to pursue and kill Xirong "without sending troops within ten years."

"The next day will be the last battle at the end of the year. The soldiers are ordered to take a good rest and return to court after the fight." Ji Wenyuan narrowed his eyes, caught a piece of snow and rubbed it on the palm of his hand through the iron armor, and then looked up at the gray sky .

"The point of this battle is over, the general doesn't have to kill them all." Counsellor Zhang was still worried when he left, and specially warned.

Ji Wenyuan nodded slightly, his brown eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, no matter how big a stone was thrown by the visitor, there would be no ripples in this pool of stagnant water.Zhang Counselor felt a chill down his spine from Ji Wenyuan's eyes, and suddenly felt a coldness that was more terrifying than this icy world.

Adviser Zhang thought that a human being should be afraid of death, but after so many years in the army, he still felt that Ji Wenyuan had no weakness and was not afraid of life and death.Just like two years ago when the frontier war was critical, the old general Ji had left, and Ji Wenyuan had just been appointed as the third-rank general An Rong.On the day of the battle, the soldiers flinched, so he rode into the enemy camp with the military flag on his back, and took the head of the leader of Xirong who was still laughing at the soldiers in the Central Plains with his adjutant.

No one knows how Ji Wenyuan did it, only that the morale of the army was greatly boosted later, Ji Wenyuan returned in blood, with numerous stab wounds and arrow wounds all over his body, but he persisted until the end of the fierce battle before the military doctor came to treat him.

Like a rampaging lone wolf, as long as he doesn't want to die, no one can kill him.

Outsiders respected and feared Ji Wenyuan because of this, but Ji Wenyuan himself did not remember the fact that he took the head of someone in the army.

He only remembered that he was shot in the leg by an arrow, and was carried back to the capital very uselessly.But he was also thankful that he was able to get the injury just right, which looked serious but not life-threatening.My good friend Li An was sweating from anxiety, and he took care of him by the bed for more than a month. He could walk on the ground in three days after recovery, but he just pretended to be a rascal because he wanted to let his friend stay for a few more days. go down.

After Ji Wenyuan inspected the situation in the army, he took out the letter paper from the account, polished the ink and thought for a long time before writing the next sentence:

[I'm fine, don't read. ]

After thinking about it, I felt that the tone was too light, so I took another piece of letter paper, unfolded it and wrote again:

[How are you doing recently?There is no major event in the army. The first battle of Xirong will definitely be a great victory. I am all well, don't worry about it. ]

After thinking about it for a long time, Ji Wenyuan paused slightly when he finished writing, fearing that Li An would really stop reading him after reading this sentence, so he suppressed his face and added a sentence at the end of the letter:

[If you have nothing to do on weekdays, it’s okay to read me a little bit. ]