The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

"What's going on?"

Wearing protective equipment, they still dare not fight with real swords and guns. They are still the ones who perform better these days.

With a calm face, Guli pressed down and whipped three groups of soldiers with negative resistance, but he didn't get the courage of later people.

They would rather be whipped than fought with real swords and guns.

The moon man stood behind Jiang qianxia and shook his head regretfully.

"Some people are born warriors, while others are destined to be shepherds. Little lamb, they are not born for fighting. They are afraid of injury, death and even the courage to resist."

Month people said Guli's grievances.

He is not a general who likes to use punishment indiscriminately. In other armies, such arbitrary punishment is easy to cause the dissatisfaction of soldiers and soldiers, and it is difficult to command when going to the battlefield.

But in the Pingshan army, he even wanted to use large-scale punishment to arouse their dissatisfaction and make them a little bloody.

Look at Guli with a trace of helplessness in his solemn look, and then look at the moon man who is already full of regret and persuading his brother to give up with his eyes. Jiang qianxia puts the remaining melon seeds in the ghost's arms, claps his hands and stands up.

"Tut Tut, I really dislike you guys who have muscle bumps in their heads."

With his skirt, he jumped down from the high platform where the master general was located, ran to the place where the execution was carried out, waved to the soft handed Xing Bing who waved the whip to rest, and looked up with a smile at the soldiers who were hung up and covered with whip marks.

"Brother, this year guigeng? Have you asked for a daughter-in-law?"

Only the tiptoes can barely hang on the ground. The body is burning and painful. She is looked at so close by a beautiful little girl with her bare arms. She doesn't ask a little serious. How can she ask this like pulling a family?

Suddenly he felt ashamed and flustered. His eyes flashed. He tried to shrink up, turned away his head and whispered back intermittently: "small, small, this year is twenty-two. Refugees have been here for three years from their hometown and have no daughter-in-law..."

"Do you want to marry a daughter-in-law?"

"Yes!"

The crisp answer amused the other soldiers hanging around.

Jiang qianxia didn't laugh, but his expression gradually became indifferent.

"If you want to marry a daughter-in-law, have children, and have a few acres of thin fields to live safely... Everyone wants to live such a life, but the premise is that you still want to live."

The atmosphere fell to the freezing point in vain. Jiang qianxia smiled again. Without any consideration, he patted his bare chest with a smile.

"Whips are cheaper than knives, aren't they?"

Although he didn't say anything, he knew from his expression that Jiang qianxia was right.

"But you are going to suppress the bandits in three days. This is the emperor's order to suppress the bandits. Those who disobey the emperor's order will come to no good end."

The three-day time limit was nonsense by Jiang qianxia, but the effect was very good. Everyone felt that they were soon caught up by the sharp arrow pointing to their head behind them.

"In three days, whether you like it or not, you have to fight with the ferocious fugitives who carry human lives."

"The feeling of a knife cutting on people, you know?"

The soldiers of Pingshan army are all refugees. Most of the refugees who can be obediently rushed to this place are shunmin. He was not born as a butcher. There is no chance to kill chickens. What about the feeling of cutting people?

Look around. I took a small knife with a palm in my hand. It doesn't look small. It kills people very quickly.

Let someone put down the hanging soldier. Jiang qianxia put a knife into his hand, and his small hand wrapped his rough big hand.

He looked up and smiled. He relaxed his vigilance in an instant.

"Hiss -"

"Ah!!!"

The little hand held the big hand and pressed it gently, and the blade fell into his chest.

The crotch of the man with a knife was instantly wet, his face full of disbelief and fear of death.

The dark face was distorted and covered with snot and tears. His hands trembled in front of the dagger. He didn't dare to touch the knife still inserted in his body, and even didn't dare to look into Shangjiang qianxia's eyes.

Blood flows down the chest. The feeling of viscous blood sliding through the skin has been tried by Jiang qianxia. Even if it's not his own blood, it's very uncomfortable.

The man cried silently. He was waiting to die.

Several soldiers who were also hanged for execution were scared to cry. Their bodies trembled and shrank back. They wanted to stay away from the female evil star who "killed" if they didn't agree.

"In fact, the feeling of being cut by a knife should be almost as painful as being whipped by a whip. It hurts you. There's nothing to be afraid of."

Gently touching his head, Jiang qianxia again held the dagger with only the handle outside in his chest under his frightened stare, understated, and pulled out the knife very smoothly.

It's not long, but looking at the deep wound, it looks like the mouth of a child growing up when he howls. It opens and closes on his instinctive and violent chest when he gasps desperately.

The gurgling blood gushed out, and even the wriggling tender meat and the fleeting Mori white bones could be seen.

Not to mention that the soldiers of Pingshan army are about to collapse. Even Guiyi and poison scholar are a little numb.

Only sun Changsheng brought her medicine box with a light smile.

As soon as the bandage was pulled, the wound was like a closed faucet, and the blood stopped at once.

Wash the wound with distilled water, disinfect it with alcohol, wipe it around with high concentration pepper water, thread needles and wires, and suture the wound layer by layer.

It was only a incense burning time before and after, and the blood stains on his body were wiped by a clean handkerchief. Except for a less obvious suture on his chest, the man had nothing to do.

"Look, there's nothing to be afraid of."

With a smile, he helped the man up. Jiang qianxia was like a strict teacher who sent the students to the battlefield. He said gently and seriously: "in the next three days, Master Sun Changsheng and I, the medical immortal, will tell you where people are injured and easy to die."

"You should learn to aim at these places and kill the enemy, and then learn how to dodge when the enemy wants to drop his knife on your places, or use a non lethal place to block the fatal blow for yourself and brothers when you can't hide."

Her small body seemed to be suddenly tall. She looked around tenderly, smiled and put the hair scattered on her cheeks back behind her ears with her fingers.

"You will have the safest armor in the whole Dachan, and you will have weapons that can break through the mountain walls without even the Xuanjia army."

"As long as you can become brothers who can block fatal injuries for each other, you don't have to be afraid of injury, because you will have the most skilled doctors of the whole Daqian medicine standing behind you."

"Don't be afraid, I and the doctor are behind you."

"Don't be afraid. It is the Kirin General of Dachan who leads you to build glory."

"Don't be afraid... How many people's eyes and contempt have you endured? These ordinary people have suffered the pain of collapse long after experience. Are you afraid that you can't afford the glory you deserve?"

"You are Dachan's soldiers and Dachan's unyielding pride. From today to the day when your life ends..."

"The glory of Dachan is with you."

The wind is blowing quietly. It's time for the suffering people to regain their dignity.