Prosperous Tang Soul

Chapter 327 The magical effect of alcohol!
Cheng Chumo was very disappointed. He looked weakly at the sky above his head, and saw that the two eagles above his head wanted to give birth to a pair of wings for the first time. If that was the case, he could fly to Shuofang four days ago. Yi will not die in battle!

However, Cheng Chumo had no choice but to wait, to wait for Li Jing's order.

At this moment, he seemed to have lost a lot of things. At this moment, a smile appeared on Li Jing's face. Cheng Chumo even had the urge to rush up and beat him up, but reason calmed him down.

"General, the third one can't hold on anymore, they ask you to see them off!" Zhou Ting slowly walked up to Cheng Chumo, sighed, and then said the most unbearable words in his heart.

Wu Sanjin is a school lieutenant in Cheng Chumo's hands. Like several auxiliary soldiers, he threw one arm on the grassland. Obviously, although it is winter, the place where his severed arm is still festering, and he is constantly suffering from high fever .

Let Cheng Chumo go, besides expressing the last brotherly love, what he wants most now is to let his brother give him a good time.

Of course, if it was normal, he might have hope of survival, but now all this is just an unrealistic fantasy.

"The third brother's injury has worsened?" Cheng Chumo's voice became a little cold, he turned his head and asked Zhou Ting, "Tiemuhe has already arrived, and the counterattack against Shuofang must be within a few days. Didn't you make it clear to the third brother?" ?”

"I said it, but the third child has already made up his mind!" Zhou Ting whimpered a little. He didn't want to lose such a brother, but the truth was that Wu Sanjin couldn't stand it anymore.

Leaving aside the fact that the wound had suppurated and his entire shoulder began to feel hot, he was an old soldier in the army. Wu Sanjin knew very well that he had no hope of surviving.

Zhou Ting was also very aware of this situation, so even if he couldn't bear it, there was nothing he could do.As a soldier, he ate a knife-edge meal. Wu Sanjin was unlucky and no one could blame others. In the wounded and sick camp, his food was definitely better than what Cheng Chumo ate, and the military doctor did his best. To blame, he could only blame himself for being unlucky.

"Okay, I'll go see what the third wish is!" Cheng Chumo stood up with difficulty, he could do little, and even he didn't know if he could survive this battle, but he still Walked towards the wounded barracks.

Come to the wounded barracks.

Wu Laosan's face is very thin, but his shoulders are big. The high raised leather armor and his dark red and slightly pale face show that his life is constantly passing by.

"How is it, third child?" Cheng Chumo leaned against the low bed and got down.

"It's about to die!" Wu Laosan smiled with difficulty on his face, looked at Cheng Chumo silently for a long time with an expression that only he could understand, and then said: "Brother can't resist inviting the general here today." I don't have the courage to do it myself, so please give me a ride!"

In fact, there has always been such a tradition in the military.

On the battlefield, once a soldier's hand injury is too serious to be treated, they will usually ask a brother to give them a good time, and then confess their last words.

Although it may seem cruel to do so, in fact this kind of cooking is undoubtedly very wise.

In the era of backward medical treatment, not to mention the whole arm being dropped off, even a cold may kill someone. Now Wu Sanjin's wound is inflamed, and he has a fever. Unless he is treated by a skilled doctor Way to stick to it.

"Damn, what nonsense are you talking about?" Cheng Chumo slapped Wu Sanjin's face fiercely. Although it looked fierce, but his strength was very weak, he cursed angrily, "Didn't you just break your jumping arm? You broke your arm in the army." There are too many brothers with short legs, and no one is looking for death or life.

Didn't you say you have a wife and a three-year-old child in your family?Just for them, you give labor and capital a living!When you arrive in Shuofang, labor and management will find you the best doctor. Are you afraid that you won't be able to heal your injury?Listen to me, grit your teeth, and carry it over as soon as you open and close your eyes! "

"Yes, gritted your teeth and carried it over!" Zhou Ting also chimed in and said, "You don't know that after this woman remarries, the child will suffer, and you don't even think about it. If you die, it will be cheaper for others.

Don't say my brother didn't remind you, when the time comes, your house will be lived by someone else, your mother-in-law will be slept by someone else, and even your son will have to call someone else dad, are you worth it? "

"My mother-in-law will not remarry, my son my son."

Wu Sanjin was suddenly furious, and his whole body trembled unceasingly.

In fact, he came out to eat military meals in order to save some money and food for his family, and of course it was also for his son to have a good background.According to the practice in the army, as a school lieutenant, he is actually a military officer of the sixth rank. Although his position is not high, he is still an official. Wire.

Although his martial arts skills are not high, he is also a rare warrior. He always thinks that after accumulating military achievements, he can get a title, even if it is the last title, it can bless his Wu family to continue.

What's more, the military system has always had a problem of protecting the calf. Even if he dies, as long as the incense is there, he believes that as long as his son becomes an adult, he can save a rich life.

Originally, he didn't listen to Cheng Chumo's words, he knew his own affairs, he knew very well that he couldn't bear it at all, but Zhou Ting's words undoubtedly irritated him.

How could he bear his wife being slept by someone else and his son calling her daddy?
Didn't he, Wu Sanjin, even have no kowtowing people during festivals?

Of course, he doesn't really care if no one kowtows to him, the most important thing is the incense of his Wu family!
As soon as he thought of this, he became anxious, his face immediately became crazy, and he said to Cheng Chumo: "General, I can't die, my son hasn't married yet, please help me, I must survive, survive. You must There is a way, you must have a way, right?"

Although Wu Sanjin rekindled the hope of survival, Cheng Chumo still felt bitter in his heart.

At this moment, what can he do?
He thought that if his good brother was here, he might be able to think of something. While mourning for Zhang Yi, he suddenly remembered the things Zhang Yi gave him when the two parted in Shuofang City. One of its functions seems to be to treat knife wounds.

Thinking of this, Cheng Chu moaned, "Wait for me!" and ran towards his tent without looking back.

(End of this chapter)