The villain and traitor is my brother

Chapter 77 Rescue
Everyone is waiting anxiously to see how effective this hemp boiling powder is.As soon as he woke up, the military doctor rushed to ask him how he was feeling.

"My body was very numb yesterday. I didn't feel any pain when you pulled out the arrowhead from me. I still had no feeling after that."

The military doctor asked: "What now?"

The soldier who was waiting to suture the wound patted his arm hard and asked him while patting him away: "Li Zhou, do you feel any pain now?"

Li Zhou covered his arm and said, "Zhao Ming, you must have used too much force."

Zhao Ming smiled sheepishly, "I'm still anxious to suture the wound, as long as you can feel it."

Li Zhou said angrily: "I pulled out the arrow yesterday, but the wound has not healed. Even if you don't pat it, I can still feel the pain!"

"Then you didn't tell me earlier," Zhao Ming touched his nose, "Military doctor, look, he is very well, please give me some help quickly."

The military doctor happily went to prepare the medicine, and several people followed him step by step. The military doctor smiled and said: "You are all thanks to Zheng Qiuyun. There were so many people in the past, and who didn't carry it through forcefully?"

Zhao Ming said: "That's natural. When the war is over, if I can survive, I will have to get a memorial tablet for Qiu Yun at our house to worship her."

Others beat him and said, "Qiu Yun is still alive and well. What do you mean by setting up a memorial tablet?"

Zhao Ming was not angry either. He took the medicine prescribed by the military doctor and lay down on the bed, waiting for him to stitch himself up.

The military doctor was familiar with it once and twice, and he was able to sew him up easily.In addition, Zhao Ming had taken Ma Fei San and almost didn't suffer at all.After trying both of these, the military doctor felt comfortable giving them to other soldiers in the military camp.

Wu Mu's feet and calves were injured by the explosion, and he lay on the bed unable to move.What he was more afraid of than the wound was not knowing what could be so powerful.

He summoned his subordinates and asked, "Did you see clearly what she threw at me?"

Wu Dan recalled the scene at that time, "I just remember it was an iron can."

Wu Mu looked at the other general, "Wuwen, you were closest to me at the time, did you see clearly?"

Wu Wen shook his head, "That thing exploded when it hit the ground. I don't know what it was."

Ebony's legs and feet were still hurting, and she couldn't hold on for long. "She threw three before exploding one. I think that thing is not very mature. Everyone should be more careful and there is no need to worry too much. You go down first, and I will try again." Take a break.”

"Yes."

The worms have suffered a lot, and now the tent is as guarded as an iron barrel, and not a single mosquito can fly in.Wuwen's soldiers were responsible for patrolling the area near the back mountain. They heard the cry of a child but could not find the child, so they quickly came to report to Wuwen.

Wuwen had already rested. After hearing the report, he put on his clothes and went to the back mountain with them. He didn't hear anything.

The subordinate said: "Maybe I stopped crying now, but a few of us did hear crying just now."

In the tomb, a woman covered her child's mouth to prevent him from crying.Everyone's heart was twisted into a ball, for fear that the nymphs would discover their hiding place.

Seeing that the man was gone, the woman dared to let go and feed the child something to eat.

Chen Ergou's mother said: "The larvae wander around here every day. I'm really afraid that they will discover us one day."

Zhao Huizhen said: "Mom, don't be afraid. Qiuyun can't forget us. We have water and food here. If we be careful, we can always get over this hurdle."

Zhao Linlang didn't want to just wait like this. She said: "Qiuyun took care of us and let us hide here while she charged in the front. But think about it, Qiuyun doesn't have more heads and six arms than us. They are all the same women. , why can’t we save ourselves?”

Her sister-in-law asked: "Lin Lang, you always have ideas. What do you think we should do?"

Zhao Linlang drew a topographic map of Zhutian Village on the ground, "Our village has few mountains and a flat terrain, so we can only hide in this tomb. But there are many rivers in the village. We can send people who know how to swim to find their camps in the dark. Burn a fire for them. In the chaos, the Chrysalis people have no time to take care of themselves, and others can flee to other villages." Her sister-in-law asked again: "If you burn the Chrysanthemums camp, you will never come back. Who would be willing to go?"

Zhao Linlang looked around and saw many people lowering their heads and saying nothing. She said, "I can go."

"We are all born in troubled times. If it weren't for Qiuyun, my life would have been returned to God long ago. Now I can use Lin Lang's life to exchange for everyone's life. Lin Lang will die without regrets."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone looked up at her with complicated thoughts.

Zhao Huizhen said immediately: "I will go with you too."

She has children, and the children understand that this is not a good thing.The child did not dare to cry and could only hug Zhao Huizhen tightly, tears flowing down quietly.

The child choked and whispered: "Mom, I'm afraid."

Zhao Huizhen hugged her tightly and couldn't stop her tears. Everyone present couldn't bear to see such a scene.

Zhang Ruolan stood up and said, "Then let me go."

The little girl called her, "Sir, don't go."

Zhang Ruolan said: "I'm teaching you in the workshop what it means to sacrifice one's life for righteousness. If you don't understand, I will teach you now for the last time."

She said to Zhao Linlang: "Please tell me in more detail, girl, which river we should swim from."

On Zheng Qiuyun's side, although she has not recovered from her injuries, she still thinks about the villagers hiding in the tombs.She called Lu Sunshaoyan and Lu Huaiyu and showed them the jar she made that exploded when it hit the ground.

"Among these people, you are the most knowledgeable. Now that Wen Ping is away and I have difficulty moving, can you possibly use this recipe to make something that explodes when it hits the ground?"

When Lu Huaiyu used to teach in a school, he was very interested in some light things made by Zheng Wenping.Now that he is lucky enough to make it himself, he really wants to make it good.

Sun Shaoyan did not have such a high talent in this area, so he helped Lu Huaiyu, and the two of them made a hundred in a day.After testing, about fifty of the hundred can be exploded.

Zheng Qiuyun sent Sun Peng with a hundred land mines and [-] soldiers to attack the Chrysalis at night.Combining falsehood and reality, pretending to attack, but actually just to save the people.

Sun Peng led people over the back mountain and arrived at Zhutian Village.As soon as they passed the back mountain, they were discovered by the Chrysalis patrol.Zhiren immediately reported to Wuwen, and Wuwen went to the main account to report to Wumu.The army immediately reorganized, assembled, and set off to the back mountain.

Before they reached the back mountain, they saw their tent ablaze, and Wu Mu sent people back in a panic.

Feng Da asked Sun Peng, "Did you also send people to burn the camp of the Chrysalis people?"

Sun Peng was also puzzled, "No."

The burning was so intense over there that the man himself was in disarray.Without waiting for rescue, the people in the tomb ran in their direction.

Zhao Linlang's sister-in-law grabbed Sun Peng's sleeve and begged: "Can you save Linlang and the female gentleman? They swam from the river and burned the camp of the larvae. I'm afraid the worst is in danger."

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