Quanzhen Little Daoist starts

"The barbarian is back! The barbarian is back!"

Cheers resounded throughout Pingcheng. For them, this was another day of life!
In this border town that was beginning to become chaotic, every extra day I lived was a profit.

Wu Xian was drenched in blood, and came to Qiu Zhiqing with a solemn expression.

"Ming court, the casualties have been counted. In the past three days, our army's casualties have reached more than [-] people. Most of the casualties were caused by Xianbei's attack on the city today.
Seriously injured, 74 people, 280 people with minor injuries!If things go on like this, I'm afraid the humble official..."

After waiting for a while, Qiu Zhiqing didn't answer. Wu Xian raised his head, but saw Qiu Zhiqing staring at the nothingness in front of him.

Wu Xian was a little confused, so he couldn't help calling again: "Ming Ting?"

Qiu Zhiqing withdrew his gaze to the front, and dispersed the improved water curtain.

At this time, Zheng Yan also came to the tower, but compared to Wu Xian who was covered in blood, Zheng Yan was much more refined.

There was no trace of blood on his body, and he looked like a Confucian scholar when he was ordered to leave. When he came back, his clothes were still fluttering and spotless.

When Zheng Yan saw Wu Xian's appearance, he asked with concern: "Zong Fei, are you injured?"

It can be seen that their relationship has indeed progressed rapidly during this period of time.

"Never, this is the blood of the enemy!"

Although he was a little envious of Zheng Yan's demeanor, Wu Xian instinctively felt that bathing in the blood of the enemy and returning victorious was the romance that their soldiers should have.

This is the demeanor of the general!

Seeing that his two main staff members had arrived, Qiu Zhiqing said this time:
"After this battle, most of the brave warriors of Xianbei on the opposite side lost most of them. In a short period of time, at least this time, they will not be able to launch a large-scale siege. Just beware of sneak attacks. Zong Fei, I will leave this to you , I'll go see the wounded!"

Qiu Zhiqing naturally didn't rely on subjective assumptions to judge that the Xianbei in front of him would not launch another large-scale attack.

It was a conclusion drawn after careful stealing...observation and investigation.

Without the help of their so-called "gods", it would have been difficult for the priests on the opposite side to discover Qiu Zhiqing's investigation.

Therefore, battlefield information has become unilaterally transparent again.

Looking at the back of Qiu Zhiqing's departure, Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief. If Qiu Zhiqing hadn't arranged this battle in advance, if Qiu Zhiqing hadn't arranged it in advance, if he had left one-third of the reserve team according to the original method.

It is impossible to say that Pingcheng will fall on the spot!

Even if it is held, it is definitely not the current number of casualties.

In the inherent impression, the siege is to consume the material reserves of the defenders first, and then slowly consume them.

How can there be someone who doesn't play cards according to the routine, puts all the elites into it as soon as they come up, and fights desperately!
In this way, even if they win, the elite troops will basically lose their combat effectiveness.

Putting aside Xianbei's abnormality, Qiu Zhiqing went to treat the wounded, while Wu Xian started to clean up the work.

Repairing the damaged city walls, recovering the city defense materials, etc., especially the city walls where he and Tuoba Shun fought, the battlements were all broken, and they cut off two feet...

The fact is just as Wu Xian thought, the leader of the Xianbei Tuoba tribe at this time is really shaking with anger!
Originally thought that the five hundred warriors who relied on the blessing of this god could reap a lot just like last year, only by paying a certain price.

Unexpectedly, a wave of sneak attack unexpectedly lost more than a thousand people at once.

Coupled with the preparatory work of the previous two days, more than 3000 casualties were lost all at once.

Now in the big camp, there are more than 1000 wounded lying down, especially those who were shot by arrows, and the wounds are starting to fester.

This is a question that the patriarchs and priests of the Tuoba tribe can't figure out. Why is the wound festering even in the cold? If you say that the blood that flows out is frozen, they can understand it.

can ooze pus...

This is of course the result of Wu Xian and the others adding ingredients to the arrow clusters and soaking them in golden juice.

As for saying that it hurts the world, what a joke, wouldn't killing the world hurt the world?
"You mean, as soon as you get close to the city wall, the godsend disappears? Is that so?"

Looking at the dozen or so warriors left in front of him, Patriarch Tuoba flashed a trace of suspicion, and couldn't help but look at the priest. After all, the priest insisted on choosing Pingcheng in the first place!

"This……"

The priest struggled for a while, and couldn't help remembering that they seemed to have encountered this problem last year, but they were dazzled by the victory, so they didn't care much.

At this time, hearing such incidents again, the priest couldn't help frowning.

He may need to give the patriarch an explanation, otherwise even if his prestige in the clan is not inferior to the patriarch, he will be questioned by the clan...

"The gods enlightened, the land of China suppressed the gods, it seems that this matter is true..."

I don't know how to explain it, so I leave the right of interpretation to the gods!

This is their usual way of throwing the pot away. If you don't accept it, you can communicate with the gods yourself.

Of course, this trick is not a hundred-test lark.

If you meet a ruthless person like Ximen Leopard in the Warring States period, he will burn you to the gods, let you ask the gods for the result, and then come back and tell him!
If you can't come back, it means that you are talking nonsense, and the gods have dealt with you, a random bastard!

Everyone went back to their respective homes, each looking for their own mothers, this priest is a liar!

Don't trust him, trust me, trust Brother Bao!
Patriarch Tuoba, who has read books, but not much, obviously doesn't know Ximen Leopard's operation, so naturally he can only believe it and swallow this bitter fruit silently.

Compared with the wounded soldiers in the Xianbei camp, they can only rely on the priest to save them.

The wounded soldiers of the Han army were much happier.

Not to mention living in a large ventilated room with floor heating, the doctors are also very professional, besides Qiu Zhiqing, there are two doctors brought out by Qiu Zhiqing.

They were originally engaged in the profession of doctors, but under Qiu Zhiqing's teaching, their medical skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

Coping with these traumas seems to be more than enough.

This is also the reason why Qiu Zhiqing can rest assured that he only came to the injury barracks now.

Walking around the wounded barracks, I found that there was no need to do anything myself, and the two doctors could arrange it in an orderly manner.

Even the young and old who came to help have learned a lot of nursing knowledge.

Qiu Zhiqing is quite satisfied with this, one person's progress is nothing, the maintenance of a regime requires everyone to make progress together, so this is the best policy!

At that time, he, the county magistrate, would not need to do everything himself, but he could teach his staff any time.

In this way, the subordinates can realize their own value, and he himself is also happy and relaxed.

Although I have made up my mind to enter the world to practice, and my own mana cannot be lightly moved, but when I have nothing to do, it is still possible to study and explore by myself!

Seeing that he was not needed here, Qiu Zhiqing went back to the county office and took out a blank bamboo slip.

Looking at the bamboo slips in front of him, Qiu Zhiqing shook his head, picked up his pen and began to write the document.

First, I explained the general situation of Pingcheng now, and then I wrote down my findings from the perspective of a sentinel...

At three o'clock, three sentry officers, with their heads in their heads and their horses wrapped around their hooves, left the south gate...

happy weekend