Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

An hour's worth of ceasefire agreement was completely outside the General Command's line of sight. This was a small secret of the frontline battle squadron.

Just like how when Xiao Letian fought in his previous life, both sides would come out of the trenches to celebrate Christmas. In the cold and merciless killing fields, the leaders were still people, but humans had a trace of humanity!

Yes, you are just an ordinary soldier. You cannot stop the outbreak of a national war, and you do not have the courage to defy military discipline!

But at least when your gun is aimed at the weak heads of women and children, at the moment of pulling the trigger too high a finger, that raised finger is your human nature!

Prussian army wanted the remains of his comrades. They would not allow their dead brothers to lie alone on the battlefield without being able to return home!

The French army needed food, and the 170,000 people had already used up all of the Mace City's food.

The moment both sides' demands collided, a temporary ceasefire that would not be recorded in the annals of history was born!

At least for the next hour, they were not enemies, nor were they soldiers. They were just ordinary people!

"French opposite me... Then... Be nicer to my brothers … "

A pack of cigarettes flew out from Prussian army's hidden shooting point and landed right in between Louis and Ma Ke. The two of them looked at each other, and then with a kick from Louis, the cigarette flew to Ma Ke's side.

Ma Ke, who was lying on the ground, smelt the smoke of the cigarette contentedly. "This is the smell of Crimean gunfire!"

This was a proverb only the French could understand, because the first paper cigarette in the world was born from a Crimean War!

At that time, robotic cigarettes were officially a necessity in war, and tobacco was a mild anesthetic or a soft drug!

In the war of hell, tobacco was always a good way for soldiers to relax their nerves. Without it, who knew how many people would go crazy from the torture!

This kind of machine made cigarettes, which were invented in the Crimean War, became a hot topic among the soldiers in an instant!

"The smell of Crimean fire …" The two sighed with emotion and continued sweeping the battlefield. However, it was clear that this pack of cigarettes made their movements softer and gentler.

They only collected food and didn't take anything else with them. In the end, they even lightly wiped the dust from the corpse's face.

Time passed minute by minute, and the sound of urging came from behind. It had been almost an hour, and both of them were now much bolder. They stood up and carried their huge backpacks, which contained their spoils of war.

The two of them were about to return to their party, but the Prussian army Sharpshooter on their back didn't shoot, he only watched quietly!

"They're all a bunch of people about to go crazy from hunger …" Many Prussian soldiers s helplessly shook their heads.

Suddenly! Louie stopped walking and squatted down. No one knew what he was doing, even the Prussian army Gunner raised her head vigilantly.

Louie looked at the dead sergeant, took the gold ring from his pocket, hesitated a moment, then slipped it back to the severed hand.

"Sir, this ring should be left to your wife …" "Maybe this is the memory of you for the rest of her life …"

The severed hand was placed respectfully next to the corpse, joining together with the severed arm. The soldier then got up and ran back to his defensive position.

After the French cleaned up the battlefield, it was very soon time for the Prussian army to collect the corpses. More than ten soldiers without guns suddenly stood up from their hiding place.

They raised their hands to signal to the French army, then bravely walked to the center of the battlefield, looking for the corpses of their comrades in the ruins!

The French position was deathly silent. If no one shot, they would abide by the agreement and watch as the other party carried away the corpses of the victims!

When the two Prussian army saw the corpses of the sergeant, they suddenly exclaimed in a low voice.

The officer's body and severed arm were taken away. Before the two soldiers left, they gently placed a can of canned food and a bag of compressed biscuits on the ground.

This is a thank-you gift for the enemy's respect for the deceased officer!

The French Company Commander who had been shot in the abdomen was finally relieved, "Alright, the Prussian won't be fighting anymore in the near future … Divide up all the food... "

"This is the rations that we brothers made, we must save some money …" Second Queue length, it's your turn to catch a mouse today … "I wish you all the best of luck …"

The soldier named Louie once again returned to the battlefield, took away the gift of gratitude left behind by Prussian army, and then returned to Company Commander's side. "Sir, please have some … "I found a bottle of strong alcohol …"

The silver made wine pot was extremely exquisite, after opening it, Company Commander's face suddenly changed. "Child …" This isn't a drink... This is the alcohol used by the Prussian army to treat external injuries … "

"Help me remove the gauze, wipe my wounds with alcohol …"

The dirty gauze was removed, and the pungent wound had been festered. This was a bullet wound. Due to the lack of medical supplies and doctors, the bullet had been left in the wound's memory for three days!

"Louis..." Mark... Great, this is a chance God gave me... With this little bit of alcohol... I have a thirty percent chance of surviving! "

"Tie me to a pillar... Fasten the bindings … Louis, wipe the bayonet with alcohol... "

"Cut open my wound …" Remove Bullets... I hope my intestines aren't broken... "Otherwise, you guys would have to sew it up for me …"

"Remember... After removing the bullet... Clean wound with alcohol... Cut off all the rotten meat around you with scissors... "

"Those are gangrene... "You might die …"

Old Company Commander bit on a wooden stick. Without any medicine or orders from a professional doctor, he started a surgical operation based on his own experience!

Even if there was only a third of the survivors, they still had to make full use of it. Of the 170,000 army inside the Mace City, 70% of them were old soldiers.

Louis gritted his teeth. "Sir, you have to hold it in!" "I finally made my move …"

The lit candle burned the dagger, and the alcohol on it emitted a pungent smell. The burning blade had finally cut through the skin!

"Mm …" Old Company Commander let out a cold snort, his teeth biting off the wooden stick as cold sweat beaded on his forehead!

"Don't stop... "Continue cutting …" Ma Ke held the jug of wine and his needle bag in his hand, watching the pus and blood seeping out from the wound!

The dagger rummaged through the wound on his abdomen and quickly found the bullet. Louis did not care about that any longer and directly pulled the bullet out from his abdomen!

"Mm …" "Ahh!" The wood dregs in Old Company Commander's mouth were chewed to pieces, he was in so much pain that he was about to faint!