Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

The wind and snow are blowing!

The tense crisis swept across the entire camp in an instant, and the sound of hurried footsteps mixed with the military drums that ordered to prepare for war became a mess.

ambush?

Yang Xiu's expression became even colder in the snow and ice that was blowing on his face: "The Wu army has always been huddled in Ruxu City, how could it be possible to ambush in advance? What's more, our army has General Zhang Liao to support it. This is probably a suspicious strategy!"

But why did this team take the risk at this time?

Cao Zhi put on his armor immediately.

The sky will not be broken.

The flying wind and snow condensed a layer of frost between his brows, but he did not change the direction of his gaze, but only sharpened the eyes.

Yang Xiu's heart trembled, and he seemed to understand something. The ambush was just a cover to disturb the morale of the army, and Wu Jun's real goal was probably to take hostages in the chaos!

Once Li Yinzhou was robbed or died in the scuffle by coincidence, the outrage must be Cao Zhi who proposed to withdraw.

Such hard work can be described as a madman!

Cao Pi actually dared to gamble with the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers, and he must put the young master in a desperate situation.

Not allowing Yang Xiu to persuade him, Cao Zhi got on his horse, raised the popsicle-like rein with a snap, and suddenly pulled the horse's head high.

War horses neigh.

As soon as he breathed out strongly, he heard the horse's hooves trampling the ground, crushing the ice into fine dust.

Cao Zhi held the rein with one hand and drew his sword with the other.

"Chase!"

……

south.

"General!" The soldier was sweating hotly, looked at the faint ray of light in the sky, and gasped, "It will be dawn soon."

Ling Tong held down the longbow, looked at Li Yinzhou who was tightly bound indifferently, raised his hand and ordered: "Retreat one after another."

The rest of the people immediately retreated and assembled in the melee, and quickly retreated under the cover of the mountains and forests.

The hijacking was successful, much smoother than expected.

It was too easy.

Ling Tong looked back at Cao Ying, who was in chaos like ants on a dike, and could not help narrowing his eyes as the sound of the wind passed by his ears: "Who is helping in the dark?"

Li Yinzhou was tied to the horse, and he had a discussion with him: "Why don't you untie me first."

Ling Tong rebuffed flatly: "Making claims without permission, and reporting to the enemy, sir, you should think about how to explain this to your master."

A dignified and businesslike tone.

This bastard is still half-hearted.

Li Yinzhou lowered his head: "Do you still have your token?"

When he escaped from Ruxu City that day, he hid the soldiers with him in the reeds, and he also stuffed Ling Tong's token back, presumably it has returned to its original owner by now.

Ling Tong waved his hand to command him to retreat, raised his eyebrows to look at him, and said resolutely, "No."

His expression was extremely flat.

Only the ice crystals flashed in the eyes, faintly folding the anger that was suppressed deep in the bottom of the eyes.

Li Yinzhou understood that what made Ling Tong angry was not that he had privately borrowed six hundred of his own soldiers to deploy into Wei, nor was he angry that he did not help the Wu army break through the Cao camp, but that he was angry that he did not report and even deliberately designed them to treat them like Cao Cao. adversary.

I can only explain it slowly later.

When the wind blows, Bai Xue blinds his eyes.

In the vastness, the silent mountains and rivers reveal a kind of great darkness, and in the morning of dawn, they gradually show a huge outline.

Not far away, the grass and trees rustled, as if there were small dormant movements waking up from the long hibernation.

Ling Tong's eyes changed.

Draw the bow and draw it full.

Li Yinzhou struggled to raise his head, and looked deeply: "...someone is chasing you."

Ling Tong sneered, and slowly pointed the cluster of arrows at a figure floating in the wind and snow.

"Come and come."

……

"Little Lord!"

Yang Xiu took a deep breath, rode his horse reluctantly to keep up with Cao Zhi, and tried his best to persuade: "The enemy is in the dark, we are in the light, I am afraid that we will be countered if we pursue so deeply! Losing a person is not a big deal, and retreating is also forced by the situation. Mr. Cao His ears and eyesight must have seen through the whole situation, whoever is the culprit can't escape his old man's eyes, if this matter is pursued deeply, it will not be blamed on the young master, the young master must not make others happy because of small losses!"

Cao Zhi reined in his horse and stopped for the time being, but only looked straight ahead, searching the trail of Ling Tong's retreat in the mountains and forests, suddenly ignoring his words.

Seeing his persistence to this point, Yang Xiu touched his chest and let out a long sigh, with a sharp voice: "Since ancient times, the sons of the world have fought each other, and the benevolent will lose! The so-called benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith are the actions of a sage, but if you want to become a sage, you must first I want to kill Xiaoxiao! Even if there is some bloodshed and some sacrifices, it is for the sake of accomplishing great things. In this chaotic world, there is nothing for a sage to do. If you want to help the world, you must first become a demon and then become a saint!"

Hell is not empty, I swear not to become a Buddha.

I don't know how much the young master has comprehended about the newly introduced Mahayana Buddhism.

Cao Zhi rolled his eyes deeply, and stood in the wind and snow for a long time.

call--

The wind turned.

In the trembling forest sea, a group of moving figures were faintly revealed.

Cao Zhi's eyes flickered, and he slowly drew the sword from his waist, his eyes became more profound: "What Yang Gong said is very true, I really shouldn't be soft-hearted, since I made a mistake, I can't make another mistake."

Only then did Yang Xiu let out a cloud of air-conditioning, blinked to shake off the snow on his eyelashes, and said slowly: "Now we still have a remedy, the best way is to expose what Brother Zun did, maybe we can start from The people around him started..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a flash of sword light in front of him, cutting through the wind and snow!

Cao Zhi held his sword high and spat out a word.

"arrow."

Hundreds of bows were filled in an instant.

The flame silently ignited the sharp cluster of arrows.

When the new wind blows, sparks splash down, melting the world of ice and snow into a flickering cold light.

Yang Xiu was almost at a loss for words: "Young master, you want to..."

Set fire to the mountain and cut off the way out——

But this is too dangerous, not to mention whether a temperamental person like Li Yinzhou can be forced out by him, once the wind direction changes again, it may turn into a fire!

The fire ignited a little warmth, melted the ice and snow, and blurred the reality. The burning breath rushed to the tip of the nose, and everything seemed to return to the endless sea of ​​​​fire in the Chibi War.

Cao Zhi's chest heaved slightly, and he said slowly in the intertwined memories: "Mr. Yang made a mistake in one point. It's not just that Xiao Xiao needs to be eliminated, as long as he is an opponent, he should not show mercy."

He, Li Yinzhou, can do everything he can for Jiangdong Wu.

Then, why should he treat him with sincerity, courtesy, and the way of a gentleman?

The wind blows.

The snow is messed up.

Yang Xiu opened his mouth to try to persuade him to say something, but the corners of his lips seemed to be stuck with ice, making it hard to speak.

For Cao Zhi to have such an awareness, he should feel gratified as a teacher and a minister, but this chilling aura made him clearly feel a kind of terrifying strangeness.

The air has been melted hot by a row of rockets that are ready to launch, and the faintly trembling bowstring is pulled to fullness. When Cao Zhi gives an order, this piece of snow will be burned into a sea of ​​flames!

Cao Zhi slowly turned the sword, tightened his wrist, ready to swing the sword as an order.

- Whoosh!

There was almost a whistle in the silent air.

But he saw a sharp arrow coming from across the air, cutting through the wind and snow like a lightning bolt, and aimed straight at Cao Zhi's heart!

Seeing the situation, Yang Xiu jumped forward almost subconsciously, rolled Cao Zhi and his horse and men aside, covered him firmly with his body under his armor, and gritted his teeth and let out a muffled grunt.

Many soldiers didn't have time to react, only to hear the sharp sound passing by the wind, and the arrow passed across Yang Xiu's shoulder blade, and directly nailed into a black-painted tree trunk behind him.

Looking around again, I saw the arrow quivering slightly, almost the entire arrow sank into the wood as hard as iron and stone.

Cao Zhi only felt that Yang Xiu's strength had never been so great, and it made him a little depressed.

In a dim field of vision, blood spread.

He flipped him up tremblingly, and shouted sharply: "Mr. Yang!"

Yang Xiu supported his body, but he didn't have time to look at the wound. He regained his composure and shouted: "Protect the young master!"

Only then did the surrounding soldiers wake up as if they had just woken up from a dream. They surrounded it with a tight circle, covering it firmly layer by layer, watching the direction of the incoming arrow vigilantly.

The sound of whimpering wind lingered in the mountains and forests, like howling and whining.

After a moment of chilling silence, there was no more arrow rain attacking.

Yang Xiu's eyes were about to split open, and his pupils trembled. After staring straight for a long time, he suddenly pressed his shoulder and turned his head, "Go get that arrow!"

The soldier approached the tree cautiously, only to find a small token nailed to the body of the arrow, he hastily dug open the tree, and took out the long arrow.

Cao Zhi stood up, took the token, and looked at it carefully.

It was clearly the token of General Wu Jun's commanding soldiers, but a hole was pierced by an arrow, exposing a corner hidden inside.

With a squeeze of his wrist, he folded the long arrow in half, and then slowly picked out the thing hidden in the middle with the cluster of arrows.

Yang Xiu staggered up to him.

It was originally a piece of sheepskin two fingers wide, with some small characters like ants on it. Looking at the slowly breaking skylight, I could see what was written on it——

"Five points of peony, five points of roasted acacia, three points each of asarum, dried ginger, and aconite, two points of cinnamon, and four points of aconite.①

Decoction, or nasal agent.

This arrow is returned to the king. "

"This is..." Yang Xiu couldn't believe it for a while, but he understood intuitively, "Is it a prescription for epidemic prevention?"

After Li Yinzhou escaped from birth, he handed over this prescription that weighed more than a city so easily?

The wind blows and the snow disperses, the first sun breaks at dawn, and a blood-red sun jumps out of the sky, dyeing the thick and heavy clouds with a touch of red gold brilliance.

The reddish light in the sky coated Cao Zhi's trembling pupils, melting the frost in front of his eyes.

Yang Xiu stared at Cao Zhi's dark and moist eyes, and suddenly felt that all the haze dissipated with the sunrise at this moment, revealing a very bright and clean light.

"Young master..." The soldier stepped forward in a low voice, somewhat at a loss, "I know the direction where the enemy is lurking, do I still want to shoot arrows?"

Cao Zhi slowly put down his hand, and looked at the snowy field that was getting brighter in a blink of an eye.

The trees stand tall, black and white are uneven, and there is a mountain covered with ink, sunny and snow-covered, and there is a rare warmth.

He turned his eyes to look at the hastily written sheepskin, and finally smiled: "No need."

Such a good windy day, blazing in the sea of ​​fire, is better than the smoke of wolves.

……

the other end.

Ling Tong put down his bow and arrow for a long time, but when he saw that no one was pursuing him, he finally couldn't help but bared his teeth at Li Yinzhou: "What kind of benevolence and morality are we talking about on the battlefield? This time it was Cao Zijian who was naive and soft-hearted. If it was Cao Zihuan's party members, he would have chased him down earlier. Come here! If you send the prescription back like this, I'm afraid he will make up for his mistakes and die!"

Li Yinzhou followed his temper, smiled and said, "What the general said is true."

Ling Tong felt as if he had punched the cotton with his fist, his heart aggrieved to death, his hands clenched tightly, and after a while he whispered, "He could have been eliminated."

At least it was considered a meritorious service.

You can also discuss extrajudicial mercy with the lord.

He disdained to say this, but Li Yinzhou knew it well, and then he turned serious: "It may not be good for us to get rid of him."

Ling Tong turned to look at him.

Li Yinzhou didn't hide any more, thinking of the faces of Cao Pi and Sima Yi at the moment, he slowly smiled viciously.

"At least, he can continue to fight with Cao Pi."