Syndicate Growth Manual

Of course Zhao Yuan knew that his father was far away, there were thousands of soldiers and horses dead on the battlefield, how could he rush over to save him?It was just a premonition that he was going to be arrested, and he was unwilling to give up at the end.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chen was on his way and overheard it.

Seeing that the Quanrong man was about to reach out to tear Zhao Yuan down, his eyes were shattered, he took off the iron arm bow with his backhand, and put three arrows on at the same time, surrounded by chaos, his eyes were stern, the bowstring was full, and he let go without hesitation—— The three off-string arrows almost tore through the air, two shot at the throats of the Quanrong people who surrounded Zhao Yuan, and one shot between the eyebrows of the Quanrong people who came behind Zhao Yuan!

Zhao Yuan lay dizzily on Dahongzao's back, and the long knife that was bleeding from his hand clattered to the ground. Even though Dahongzao anxiously turned his head and held his loose hair in his mouth, he still slowly slipped off the horse's back. As soon as he was about to fall off the horse, he was scooped up by a certain father who rushed over and put him horizontally on the horse's back.

"Hold on for a moment!" Zhao Chen didn't look at him, and drew an arrow with his backhand again. The arrow pointed at Pangusa, who was turning his head and trying to escape across dozens of people. horse.

Gu Kun heard the sound of gongs and drums ringing to withdraw troops, and was about to lead his troops back when he saw Pan Gusa rolling to the ground.He yelled, and immediately led people forward to put Pangusa on his horse. In less than half an hour, the tens of thousands of dogs retreated hundreds of miles away. Those Bai Rong, Wu Yan, Di Li, etc. , They all dismounted and surrendered.

Zhao Guo won a big victory.

However, this is only the beginning, and follow-up tasks include cleaning the battlefield, counting the number of horses, treating wounded soldiers, and dealing with prisoners of war.

Wei Hong, Wu Sheng, Xie Ke, and Cui Ming, Wu Heng and others all gathered here.Wu Heng suffered a small injury on his arm, which was hastily wrapped in cloth. On the contrary, it was Zhao Yuan, who shot the arrow so hard that it got into the gap in the armor. In addition, there was not enough time to bandage it on the battlefield, so the blood flowed too much. The person fell into a coma.

"Is it okay for Da Lang?" Wei Hong asked gruffly.

Zhao Chen looked calm, and patted him on the shoulder: "I'll take him back to bandage him, and I'll leave it to you here."

Wei Hong snorted: "Hurry up! You don't need to worry about this!"

Zhao Chen turned his horse's head and led Zhao Yuan towards the city gate.

The gates of the city had already been opened, and the stretchers came in and out without rest. All the medical clinics in the city had set up tents in the big camp inside the city. howling.

Zhao Chen has been in the army for many years, and he is used to hearing this voice, but this year he is full of anxiety and worry.He hugged his son and rushed to the tent of an old civilian doctor. His eyes were blinded by sweat and he didn't dare to stop to wipe it.

"Isn't this Da Lang?" The civilian doctor had only healed Zhao Yuan's throat last time, and when he saw the person in Zhao Chen's arms, he stood up.

Zhao Chen said anxiously in a hoarse voice: "Anu got an arrow in his shoulder, and the blood is flowing up to this point, please show me!"

The old civilian doctor hurriedly asked his apprentice to clean up the empty mat, and asked Zhao Chen to carefully put the person on the mat, and then knelt down to remove the black armor by himself.He is old and has bad hands and feet, Zhao Chen watched anxiously.

"Let me do it!" He went to the old man, drew out a short dagger and cut off the armor strap, exposing the wound where the arrow was.

The wound was red and swollen, but the area around the cluster of arrows was whitish, and the surrounding area was mushy and still oozing blood.Zhao Chen's heart was pounding when he saw it, the eye circles of the good boy were red, and he wished he could replace it with his body!

"There's a lot of blood...Fortunately, it's not the one with the barb." The old man's eyes were full of worry, and he was able to deal with the wound unambiguously. He asked Zhao Chen to hold his son steady, and took a cloth towel that had been boiled in water. Hold down near the wound and pull it out hard!

"Ah——————————!" Zhao Yuan woke up abruptly from the pain, his body bounced upwards, and was forcibly held down by Zhao Chen.He opened his eyes wide, and dense beads of sweat burst out in an instant, showing how painful it was.

"Okay, okay." While comforting the old man, he asked the apprentice to bring the shochu, and changed the cloth towel, dipped it in the shochu to clean the wound, and as soon as the towel was touched, he felt the body under his hands convulse violently.

Zhao Yuan was pressed tightly, his forehead was so painful that his veins burst out, and his eyes were out of focus.He opened his mouth wide and called "Father" in a crying voice, his voice was still childish, but he suffered such injuries.

Zhao Chen's hands were shaking violently, but he still wanted to hold his son down to prevent him from struggling.In fact, when he was about the same age as Zhao Yuan, he had suffered more serious injuries, and no one was there to hold him down and guard him, but at that time he didn't feel the pain, but now he couldn't bear it.

"It will be fine soon, hold back and don't cry!" He didn't even know that his voice was shaking.

The old man raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Chen a few times, but he didn't say anything, but he felt sorry for the parents in the world.I used to think that this great general killed too much and had a lot of blood, but looking at it now, he is also an ordinary person...

He cleaned up the wound on Zhao Yuan's shoulder, squeezed out the dirty blood, washed it again with diluted shochu, sprinkled it with medicinal powder, and wrapped it in a bandage.

"It's okay, little man!" The old man touched Zhao Yuan's forehead, and there was a hint of distress in his eyes, "Such a small baby will go to the battlefield, alas!"

Zhao Yuan was pumping all over his body, and after a while, Zhao Chen took the decoction handed over by the old man's apprentice and gulped it down for him.After Zhao Yuan struggled, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.When Zhao Chen carried him back to the military tent and put him on the bed, he seemed to be out of strength.

He reached out to wipe the cold sweat off his son's forehead, and for a moment, he almost wanted to take his son back to Jiangcheng.Even if the child swallows it whole for the rest of his life, it is better than working hard and suffering in Xiguan.

But he looked at Zhao Yuan's armor, and remembered the boy's heroic look on the horse when he went out to fight, so he couldn't help closing his eyes, and beat his head painfully.His Anu is not a restrained character, if he can take off Anu's wings and make him live, even if it is possible, how can he be willing...

Zhao Chen wiped his face, leaned over and lightly helped Zhao Yuan take off his armor, cut off the clothes, then twisted the veil, and scrubbed him bit by bit, wiping off the dust on Zhao Yuan's face. bloody.After wiping Zhao Yuan's hands, Zhao Chen couldn't help but blushed.

He still remembered that a few years ago, Anu was small, his hands were white and tender, even the bones were soft... The hands in front of him were still not big, but the palms of their hands were full of strangulation marks left by the reins, and they were still squeezed hard. Most of the large and small blood bubbles produced by the cutting and killing of weapons have burst. It is really blood stained with mud and sweat.

Zhao Chen took a deep breath, poured out the basin of bloody water and replaced it with a new one, wiped his son's palms carefully, and wrapped them in a medicinal white cloth.

Zhao Yuan only slept for a while before waking up in pain.

His consciousness was still on the battlefield, and the moment he opened his eyes, his hand was about to touch the long knife, and he jumped up from the bed, almost falling out of bed.

"Ow-!!"

Zhao Chen heard voices outside the tent, opened the tent and ran in before finishing speaking.Seeing his son like that, he understood what was going on, frowned, picked him up and put him back on the bed.

"Father?" Zhao Yuan asked Zhao Chen, covering his shoulder in a daze, "Why am I in the tent?"

Zhao Chen said: "I brought you back. This battle was a big victory. I will take you back to the mansion to recuperate in two days."

Zhao Yuan sat blankly, but he still hadn't reacted.

He only remembered that in desperation he called his father to save him. Could it be that his father really saved him?

"Father..." He looked up at Zhao Chen with a look of fear, "I thought I was going to be taken away..."

Looking at his son, Zhao Chen felt pain in his heart.

He knew what Anu meant, and if he was really caught, Anu might choose to commit suicide.However, his son who had been spoiled and raised had to whine to him for a long time when he was poked with a flower thorn when he was a child. He was so afraid of pain, how could he attack him?

Just thinking about that scene made his heart ache.

"No way," Zhao Chen leaned over and gently hugged his son, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, "Didn't Father come to save you? You won't be taken away!" He would never allow that things happen.

Zhao Yuan didn't care about the wound, he raised his arms and hugged his father tightly.

Zhao Chen's heart moved, and his thin lips slipped from the young man's forehead, seemingly accidentally, onto the other's cold and hypothermic lips.When Zhao Yuan grew up, he no longer behaved naturally and normally when he was a child... However, at this moment, Zhao Chen felt a hot air in his chest expanding rapidly, filling his entire heart.

Very satisfied, very satisfied.

He didn't think about it, his lips folded for a moment, and then moved away without emotion.

Zhao Yuan's face, which was originally pale due to excessive blood loss, suddenly turned red.As soon as Zhao Chen moved away, he immediately buried his head in the opponent's arms, and kept saying to himself:

"Very pure, very pure, very pure... I want to express my thoughts—"

When Wei Hong lifted the curtain and strode in, Zhao Yuan had already changed into clean pajamas and leaned against the head of the bed again.Zhao Chen was standing next to Mu Shi, struggling with the blood-soaked bandages that were difficult to untie.

"Yo! Xiao Yuan'er will be much better now!" The thick man laughed, "Look at the little face is red! I said that your father is too nervous, there is no blood loss or too much hahahaha !"

Oh shit.

Zhao Yuanmu looked at the uncle with a straight face.He's obviously blushing because he's shy after losing his first kiss, okay?

Father is too cunning!Do such a shameful thing as if nothing happened!

Where is Zhao Chen as if nothing had happened?At Zhao Yuan's age, he didn't realize how uncomfortable that kind of kiss would make Sao Nian feel - he felt it was natural.

In his opinion, it is true that the son was not born to him, but since he raised Zhao Yuan from such a small size to the present, the son is completely his!Anu's character Anu's preferences, which point is not affected by him?The son is his!Since it's his, why not kiss and hug her?

Zhao Chen thought about it while changing his clothes, and felt that Zhao Yuan had indeed lost a lot of blood, and his small mouth was cold and dry.So the first thing he did after changing his clothes was to sit on the side of the bed with a cup of warm water and feed Zhao Yuan.

Wei Hong: "..." Is he so big for nothing?Just ignore him like that!

He shook his head and went out by himself.

Zhao Yuan took a sip of water from his father's hand, and suddenly felt strangely awkward, and couldn't tell the truth.It's like you feel itchy all over your body, but it's not right for you to scratch anywhere.

"By the way!" He suddenly remembered, raised his head and asked Zhao Chen, "Father, why are those dog soldiers staring at me and trying to catch me? I am dressed like everyone else. In terms of age, Wu Heng and the others are about the same as me." ah!"

Zhao Chen hesitated for a moment, feeling that he couldn't hide it any longer, so he said, "Pan Cheng ordered you to be arrested. Your big red dates are not ordinary horses, and you can recognize them when you meet them."

Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment: "...Is it because of Uncle Xianyu?"

"That's exactly what happened." Zhao Chen sneered, "I'm afraid I'm too arrogant, I don't believe you guys can kill ten of his warriors."

Zhao Yuan thought for a while and asked: "Father, have you seen Xianyuhu among the Quanrong people? I suspect that this Pancheng alliance with other tribes played a role in Xianyuhu. In the past, it was indeed the blood of the patriarch and had a great status."

Zhao Chen pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "I haven't seen it before, and I'll find out by interrogating the prisoners... But what you said is very reasonable, he must need a middleman." He came back to his senses and saw that Zhao Yuan was still thinking hard He couldn't help laughing, "You don't need to worry about this as a little corporal leader, you just need to cultivate yourself well now, don't let Father worry about it!"

Zhao Yuan blushed and said unconvinced: "After a few days to sort out the results of the battle, shouldn't it be counted as military exploits? This time I must be promoted, how can I still be a little corps leader..."

Zhao Chen saw that his face was blushing and his neck was thick, so he quickly comforted him: "Okay, I made a mistake for my father, the wound doesn't hurt yet."

After a certain father went out to deal with military affairs, Zhao Yuan lay down peacefully.The pain in the wound was bursting, although it was not painful, it was hard to ignore.He was injured by an arrow for the first time at such a big age, but when he thought that he would have a soldier's "medal" after the injury healed, Zhao Yuan couldn't help feeling a little elated.

After this meeting, no one in the barracks could treat him like a child anymore!

Thinking of Xian Yuhu again, Zhao Yuan became worried again.It was hard for him not to think of the bad things, for example, Xian Yuhu offered a plan to catch him, and if he was really caught, in order not to become a small traitor, he might have to die... At that time, his father is still not sure what to do Crying, maybe it’s hard to tell if it’s reversed directly...

When he was about to fall asleep in a daze, he thought of the kiss that wasn't a kiss just now.There were many times when he was a child, but for some reason, none of them made him care so much like this time.

Why are his father's lips so hot...