Be Careful General's Wife!

These dishes were nothing but appetizers and meals. Pang Chi Shan ate four bowls of rice before putting down his chopsticks. All the dishes were eaten clean.

"Delicious, delicious." Said Pang Chi Shan, wiping his mouth. This is the most comfortable and satisfying meal he has had in the past two months.

General Yu touched his belly and said with a satisfied smile, "we can eat these good dishes in the Northern Territory, thanks to the general!"

Song Heng smiles and is in a very happy mood. He thinks that Shen Wan will send pickles and chili sauce, which has something to do with himself.

At night, Song Heng and arbor both wrote letters to let Zhao he take back to the imperial city.

Song Ziling paid back to Liu Feng, and all the recruits in the camp also knew that this young man was not easy to provoke.

The sun was still strong in the afternoon, and the recruits in the camp practiced their shooting skills against the scorching sun.

"Ha

"Ha." Zhou Xiaowei teaches in the front, and the recruits follow.

After a set of shooting skills was taught, Zhou Xiaowei stood in front and watched the recruits practice.

In the middle of training, Zhou Xiaowei called out to stop.

"Song Ziling." Zhou Xiaowei pointed to song Ziling and waved to him, indicating him to come to the front.

Song Ziling went to the front with his spear in his hand and stood in front of Zhou Xiaowei with a straight waist.

"You stand in front of you to practice with everyone." Zhou Xiaowei looked at the recruits and said, "you all have a good look at Song Ziling's movements and follow people to practice."

"Good." Song Ziling nodded.

"It's also recruits. How can the gap be so big?" Zhou Xiaowei added, shaking his head.

His words again poked into the nerves of the recruits, provoking a crowd of new recruits to stare at Song Ziling.

Song Ziling frowned slightly, holding a spear to practice with everyone,

the recruits stare at Song Ziling in the back, and will be reprimanded by Zhou Xiaowei if they don't move properly.

"Ma Tian, use some strength."

"Liu Feng raised his hand a little bit."

"Li Zheng looks at Song Ziling, don't stare at the ground."

After Song Ziling practiced with him, Zhou Xiaowei asked him to practice with him several times before stopping. Because of Zhou Xiaowei's gaze, the recruits are afraid of making mistakes and being scolded, so they all pay special attention to it. The effect of these exercises is remarkable.

"All right, take a rest."

If a group of recruits were granted amnesty, they put down their spears and sat on the ground panting.

Song Ziling put down his spear and went to the place where he drank water. He took a bowl of water with a gap in it. His mother said that after sweating a lot of water should be replenished in time.

"Li Zheng..."

Several recruits suddenly called out, song Ziling put the bowl into the water and quickly walked over.

"What's wrong with him?" Song Ziling asked.

The black and thin boy's eyes were lax and fell on the ground. His face was flushed with sweat.

"I don't know. He sat down and collapsed."

Song Ziling bent down and touched Li Zheng's hand. He found that his temperature was abnormally high. It looked like he was suffering from heatstroke.

"He is suffering from heat stroke, so quickly carry him to the shade."

"Ma Tian, you should go to the military doctor."

"Jiang Nian, you go to the kitchen and mix some salt water with cold boiled water."

Song Ziling calmly arranged, he arranged the people, first a Leng with even according to what he said to do. This heatstroke is no small matter. If you are not careful, you will die.

Before leaving home, Shen Wan knew that song Ziling had entered the camp and was afraid to train in the hot sun. Worried about his heatstroke, he taught him how to prevent and deal with heatstroke before he left home.