Li Jing arrived at Jikou five days later, and the old man rushed into the medical area as soon as he arrived at the camp.

The world is big, and the son is the biggest. The Northern Expedition to the Turks was a foregone conclusion at the moment Jie Li escaped. Li Jing no longer cared about him. Compared with a stray dog ​​that escaped, Li Hao was the most important. After all, there was only one son.

At this time, Li Hao was already losing his original appearance. He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. If Tiezhu had not been on the side conscientiously and often made some rice soup to feed him, it would have been a final conclusion now.

Seeing his son like this, Li Jing almost burst into tears of distress. He grabbed Tiezhu, who was clumsy and asked, "What's going on, what's wrong with my son?"

Tie Zhu shook his head silly: "The doctor and General Su both said that the young master was overly worried. Whether he could wake up or not, he could only depend on himself when he could wake up."

Li Jing rolled his eyes straight, no one else knew, but his son didn't know yet. This kid is a typical heartless, nervous, and never worried about the big things. How could he be overly worried?

Xi Junmai was better than Tiezhu at least, standing behind Li Jing and said, "This time we attacked Jie Li, we probably lost two thousand people. The governor felt that he had harmed those brothers, so..."

Li Jing only got the news that his son was unconscious and did not know what was happening in the middle. At this time, he understood Xi Junmaiyi's statement and couldn't help but say with regret: "I'm confused, there is no immortality in the battle formation. I made myself like this for such a small matter. He is still my son of Li Jing."

"Master General, you should think of a way to make the governor wake up as soon as possible. It's been five or six days. If you don't wake up again, you're afraid that the person will be over."

Li Jing also knew the consequences of being in a coma for several days. He didn't care about continuing to observe Li Hao's movements and turned around and walked out of the tent.

Outside the tent, Yuchi Jingde, who received the news, had already rushed over. When he saw Li Jing coming out, his old face turned red and he met: "The chief manager..."

"Jingde, I won't say thank you. I'll rely on your care for Dejian these days, and Jing will report you in the future." Li Jing stopped him and thanked him first.

This is not Li Jing's pretentiousness. The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing. If Yuchi Jingde had not rushed forward at the beginning, I was afraid that even if Li Hao and the others could successfully attack the camp, the possibility of returning intact was not high.

Yuchi Jingde is a straightforward and has no worries. He always feels that his uncle has not taken good care of Li Hao's nephew, so what happened today is.

Now Li Jing thanked him again, which made the old Yuchi feel ashamed and said annoyed: "Senior Brother Yao is mourning. If a boy Dejian has a bad reputation, Yuchi will tear his body to pieces to comfort the boy Dejian's spirit in heaven."

Is this human words? I am still mourning. I am mourning a big-headed ghost.

Li Jing's eyes twitched when he heard this. If he hadn't known Yuchi's character, he would have been careless if he knew that he was also concerned and would have to fight with Ya for this life.

Without caring about much, Li Jing nodded heavily to Yuchi, and then said to the guards beside him: "You can go back to the camp quickly and call all the medical officers in the camp, hurry up."

"No!" The personal guard also knew the principle of saving people was like putting out a fire, so he agreed and pulled the war horse and flew away.

While waiting for the medical officer, Li Jing and Yuchi Jingde walked to the open space aside and started chatting: "Jingde, is there any news about Jie Li?"

Yuchi Jingde nodded and said, "I just got the news yesterday that Jie Li had joined the side troops he sent to Fengzhou, and was fleeing west with all his might."

Li Jing narrowed his eyes slightly: "To the west of Fengzhou is Ganzhou, which is Zhang Baoxiang's territory."

The Tang Dynasty sent troops to six routes, Yunzhou and Shengzhou, which were the Central Army, Shuofang and Yingzhou as the Eastern Army, Fengzhou and Ganzhou as the Western Army. These six routes blocked all the directions that Jie Li might escape with a defense.

As for the north, the north is the territory of Xueyantuo and Tielle. If Jie Li fled north, he would probably not even know how to die.

Yuchi Jingde thought for a while: "The chief executive has sent the news, right? I don't know if Zhang Baoxiang and the others can have time to block Jie Li's way."

"The news of the general attack has been sent out in a hurry after you set off. I believe Zhang Baoxiang must have received the news at this time. It would be fine if Jie Li didn't go in his direction. If he went, he and Cheng Yaojin would definitely make dumplings." Li Jing hated him for gritting his teeth when he said this. He looked like he was afraid that he would swallow Jie Li.

The two talked about the seizure for a while. After about half an hour, more than ten medical officials led by Su Lie to outside the camp where Li Hao was recuperating.

At this time, Li Jing did not care about being polite to Yuchi Jingde, and bowed his hands and followed the medical officers into the tent.

After the nervous and orderly examination by the medical officers, everyone finally kept their eyes on the two middle-aged people.

These two people are none other than Li Hao's disciples, and the legendary Pangcheng.

Li Jing was worried about his son and asked: "What are the conditions of Dejian, two medical officials?"

Peng Cheng Wanli looked at each other and said, "Taishizu, Master, this is not a disease, but a knot in his heart."

What a great seniority. Yuchi Jingde, who doesn't understand the inside story, admires Li Jing in a deep state, and is the Grand Master. Doesn't this mean that Li Jing is three generations higher than these two medical officials?

Li Jing didn't say anything. Doctor Jin, who had the beard, was all his grandchildren. What is the medical officer with two more great-grandchildren?

"Since it's a knot in my heart, I wonder if you two can wake me up?"

Peng Cheng Wanli looked at each other again, and showed a look of embarrassment. He wanted to speak but stopped several times, and saw Tiezhu on the side was anxious: "I'm talking about you two sluts, are there any solutions? If there is one, just say it. If there is no one, then change it. My young master can't afford to wait."

Tiezhu expressed everyone's thoughts in one sentence, and everyone in the tent couldn't help but nodded repeatedly.

Pengcheng and Wanli saw that they seemed to have aroused public anger and quickly explained: "No, no, we have one solution, but it's a bit difficult to implement."

"What's the solution? Tell me quickly."

"That's right, when is this time, what's the point of keeping it?"

"If you have any difficulties, can't you just tell me? Could it be that you still have to pick the moon in the sky?"

After urging everyone, Pengcheng thought for a while and said, "The solution is actually simple, that is, let the master be on the battlefield and stimulate his five senses with murderous intent and blood."

What a thing? Stay on the battlefield? The battle has been completed. Where can I find a battlefield? I can’t beat my own people!

After hearing Pengcheng's approach, everyone couldn't help looking at each other.

Pengcheng seemed to think that this method was a bit difficult, and after he finished speaking, he lowered his head and stopped talking.

The tent suddenly fell into death silence, and everyone was thinking about a question: where to find a battlefield.

The Turks had already escaped, and they were walking away. Not to mention humans, no rabbit could find a battlefield within a radius of hundreds of miles. What a joke.

Just as everyone was in a hurry to get around, a voice inserted: "That... don't we have many prisoners!"

Captive? Yuchi Jingde's eyes suddenly lit up and he said with a grim smile: "Yes, why did I forget that we still have more than 10,000 prisoners locked up in the camp. People come, carry Li Xiaozi, let's go to the prisoner camp."

"Jingde cannot." Li Jing heard this and grabbed Yuchi Jingde and said, "You are confused, killing prisoners is not bad."

"Oh, I can't care so much." Yuchi Jingde's temper came out and was reluctant to listen to advice. He opened Li Jing's hand and said, "Senior Brother Yao, this matter is all my Yuchi Jingde's idea. Afterwards, even if someone pursued it, I would be responsible for it."

Li Jing couldn't hear the complaints in Yuchi Jingde's tone, but it was not the time to explain. He grabbed him again and said, "Jingde, Dejian is still my son no matter what he said, so I can't let you take the blame this time."

"you……"

"Don't worry, I, Li Jing, only one son. As long as I can save him, I will pick the moon in the sky. I will not frown, let alone kill a few prisoners."

Kindness does not control the army, righteousness does not control wealth. Since Li Jing has the reputation of the God of War, he will naturally not be a kind-hearted person, otherwise he would not be able to gain the reputation of the God of War.

After stopping Yuchi Jingde, he immediately ordered the transfer of five thousand prisoners of war in the name of the general manager of Dingxiang Road, and at the same time ordered people to carry Li Hao to the edge of the grassland outside the military camp.

Five thousand prisoners of war were quickly taken out of the camp, in front of Li Jing.

No one of these prisoners of war knew what they were going to face. Facing the murderous elite cavalry of the Tang Dynasty, panic spread among the prisoners of war.

Li Jing glanced coldly at the panic prisoners of war, and came to them with the reins of the horse, and said loudly: "Give you a chance to survive. Someone will give you weapons later. Your mission is to fight with the cavalry. If you win, you will let you go freely, if you lose... die."

The conditions sound fair, but the prisoners of war knew that victory was impossible. Not to mention that they had not eaten enough for many days, even if they could eat enough, they could not be the opponent of the elite Tang Dynasty by their unparalleled straitors.

Just when I didn't know what to do, a strong man separated the crowd and came to Li Jing: "Don't you be fine?"

Li Jing didn't expect that anyone among the group of prisoners of war could recognize him. He looked at the man in doubt. When he saw the man clearly, he was stunned: "General Ashina Sheer, how could you be here?"

Why do I still have to ask in there? It’s not because of your son.

Ashina Sheer smiled bitterly, and suddenly saw Li Hao who was being helped by Li Jing by someone, and said in surprise: "Young Master Ling hasn't woken up yet?"

Li Jing asked replies without answering: "General She'er knows about the child?"

Ashinasheer nodded: "I know, it was seen by someone who saw that the young general was unconscious that day, but he didn't expect that the young general was so concerned about love and friendship. If his two thousand subordinates knew about it, it would be enough to comfort his life."

Li Jing opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he turned into a meaningful sigh and changed the topic and said: "Since General Sheer is here, Li is not considered bullying his noble family. Let's do this. Just ask for any weapons the general needs. Li will not disappoint you."

Sheer decisively rejected Li Jing's proposal: "No, Duke Wei, I really want to know why this is. In view of the fact that we have some friendship before, I hope I will give you advice."

He was not a fool. In his opinion, the so-called opportunity to survive was meaningless. He was already a prisoner and did not have any threat to Tang Jun.

But Li Jing cannot do meaningless things, so the reason why he made this request must have a purpose.

Sure enough, Li Jing's expression had a hint of hesitation, and he paused for a moment: "For my son, he has been unconscious for six days. If he doesn't wake up again, I may lose him forever in the future. You know, I only have such a son, and I don't want to lose him. The doctor said that there must be enough five senses to wake him up, so... even if I don't want to, I have to do this."

Who came up with this idea? It's too bad!

Ashin Sheer finally understood why this happened. While cursing the doctor in his heart, his mind was also turning rapidly. Soon, a thought came out: "Donald Wei, if it is just like this, I don't think we have to fight to the death. We can completely act in a fake fight. As long as both of us show enough momentum, we can completely create an atmosphere on the battlefield. What do you think."

Without waiting for Li Jing to speak, Yuchi Jingde nodded and expressed his support: "This method is good, you can try it. If it doesn't work, you can really fight again."

Asan Sheer rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. He had never encountered such an unreliable thing in his life, but for the sake of his clan members, he had to accompany Li Jing and Yuchi Jingde to crazy.

That night, it was still Li Hao's original tent. The weak Chang'an first disaster leaned against the thick bedding and swallowed a mouthful of the iron matte that he fed to him. He looked down at his clothes covered with soup and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhuzi, don't tell me that you have been feeding me these days."

"Xi Jun also bought it, but I saw that he was clumsy, so I only asked him to feed it once and didn't use him again." Tiezhu used a spoon of porridge as big as a fist, put it on his lips and blew it while blowing it.

Although the light in the tent was dim, Li Hao still saw countless spits flying into the spoon.

This is simply too cruel. Li Hao would have seen nothing just now.

He resisted the disgusting feeling and pushed the spoon that was sending iron rush to his mouth: "Zhuzi, I'm full, you put it down first, let's talk."

Tiezhu was displeased when he heard this and muttered, "How can you eat so little? Young Master, it's not that I'm talking about you, the reason why you're so weak is because you eat too little."

Li Hao rolled his eyes in anger. Why did I eat so little, you didn't think about it? He licked his face and said here, not even looking at what you did.
Chapter completed!