Ji Cheng was pressed by several medical soldiers. Although the military doctor with his head was fierce, he still treated the wound very seriously for the guy, then applied medicine and wrapped it. Then, he tied Ji Cheng's limbs to the bed.

The consultant sat on the edge of the bed, watching Ji Cheng tied up still squirming like a maggot, and couldn't help but say, "I'm talking to you, brother, you have your injuries on the front, chest and back. If you rub them like this, it will only aggravate the injury."

"I don't want to live anymore, die early and be reborn." Ji Cheng said viciously.

"It's better to live than to die. I finally survived on the battlefield and had already died. Why bother to die?" The consultant patted the bed, "Our military doctor is saving your people. If you ruin yourself again, the military doctor has to come to treat you again, which will delay the rescue time for others."

"Don't worry about this." Ji Cheng shouted.

"If you don't want to live anymore, it doesn't mean that your companions don't want to live anymore." The consultant said: "You are a captain and an officer, so you have priority. Do you understand? Don't mess around. If your companions don't have time to save their lives, it's all your fault."

Ji Cheng was stunned for a moment and finally stopped.

The consultant nodded with satisfaction, "That's right, depending on your age, your kung fu is really good. Are you from the Huofeng Army of Chu State?"

"Can you still be ashamed to be with a defeated general and you can still be shy with me with a shame?" Ji Cheng sneered.

"Tsk!" The consultant said disdainfully: "Your kung fu is indeed a little higher than me, and your archery is a little stronger than me, but if the two armies fight to the death, you must be the one who dies. Do you believe it?"

"Who is a hero who relies on his thick armor and sharp sword?" Ji Cheng sneered.

The consultant laughed: "When two countries are fighting, they are naturally doing everything they can. Could it be that we will take off our armor, put down our weapons, and take off our fists and feet naked? You are a captain, not a soldier who knows nothing. Guys, whether it is armor or weapons, they are part of the combat power. We are an army, not a hero, so you said something wrong."

Ji Cheng remained silent. He naturally knew that the consultant was right.

"Depending on your age, you should have other relatives at home, right? You Huofeng Army military households should leave behind people who have inherited the incense. This is the tradition? No wonder you don't cherish your life at all. Do you have a wife or a son?" The consultant leaned over the edge of the bed and looked at Ji Cheng.

Ji Cheng was stunned for a while, and human faces flashed through his mind, and he nodded involuntarily. "I am twenty-five, so naturally I have a wife and son. I had a brother at home, but now I have been recruited into the army. Everyone is lucky and good at fighting. Now that the country is in trouble, I naturally have to defend the country."

"Look, your brother has joined the army, and your emperor has ignored the rules and regulations passed down by his ancestors. If you die here, your brother will die in the battlefield in the future. What will happen to your whole family? Without men at home, how hard will it be for women to take care of their children? Brother, it's not me that maybe in a few years, your wife will take your son to marry someone else, and let your son change his surname, and your family will have no Luo who inherits the incense."

"Don't let your mother go!" Ji Cheng was furious and spitted over.

"So impulsive? I'm just saying that this is possible? Why are you doing so excited?"

"When we die for the country, the country will naturally take good care of our family!" Ji Cheng said excitedly.

The consultant looked at him strangely, "I said, brother, you haven't seen the form clearly yet. How many days can the State of Chu last? We have all come here, and there are two large armies that are also heading towards the capital. When the State of Chu is destroyed by us, will we still have to pay tribute to your family? Your family is killed in battle with us. If we don't make things difficult for them, we have already done our best to be righteous, okay?"

Ji Cheng gasped and looked at the consultant with red eyes.

"So, you have to live well. For you, after the war, Luo, you have fought bravely and have become a deputy virtue. So, you are worthy of the Chu court. Recover your wounds well. When you recover from your wounds, this war may end long ago. At that time, will you go back to find your wife and son and live a good life?" The consultant Chunchun and seduce.

"I killed so many of you, will you let me go?" Ji Cheng didn't believe it.

"Look at what you said, if you don't let you go, we will spend this boss's effort to save you! Are the medicines very expensive?" said the consultant.

"I thought you wanted to cure me and then slowly torture me, making my life worse than death."

"Brother, you're really thinking too much!" The consultant giggled, "This is the thing that your Chu State can do. Our Ming Dynasty has no rules. You are a soldier in military uniform. It is natural for soldiers to kill enemies on the battlefield. What's there to say? Those who die in their hands are not as skilled as others, and they can't complain. Of course, if you kill our common people in military uniform, then stop talking. So, put your heart in your stomach and recover from your injuries."

"I am a military household in the Fire Phoenix Army, and I must serve His Majesty the Emperor for life!" Ji Cheng murmured.

The consultant burst into laughter: "What is your emperor's surname?"

"Min, who doesn't know?"

"Okay, our Empress is also surnamed Min. We are legitimate brothers and sisters with your emperor. The younger brother-in-law is fighting with his brother-in-law. Why are you so excited? I know that your Huofeng Army military households are basically Min's soldiers, but isn't this a family fighting? Even if you are loyal to our Empress, wouldn't you still serve the Min's clan?"

Ji Cheng felt that this was a little problematic, but for a moment, he couldn't find anything to refute, and he couldn't help but feel silent.

Seeing that Ji Cheng's mood had stabilized, the consultant stood up happily and prepared to leave here.

"Hey, why do you care so much about me?" Ji Cheng suddenly asked as the consultant was about to walk to the door of the big tent.

The consultant turned around and said, "I am a person who is more vengeful. I have lost fighting with you on the battlefield. I have to admit that we are a soldier. It is inevitable that we are competitive. So I still want you to compete with you after getting better. This time we take off our armor, throw away our weapons, and do it alone."

"You can't beat me." Ji Cheng said.

"If you can't beat it once, if you hit it a few more times, you might be able to beat it, hahaha!" the consultant laughed.

"What's your name? I will remember you. My home is in the Erdao Alley in Shangjing City. If I can survive, I will go home after the war is over. If you want to compete with me, where can I find me then."

After hearing what Ji Cheng said, he would naturally not be seeking death. The consultant said happily: "My surname is Gu, and I call him consultant."

"This name is really not a good thing. It sounds awkward, by the way, my name is Ji Cheng."

"Your name is not very good either!" The consultant compared a middle finger to the other party and left with a long and wide open.

Qin Feng naturally would not pay attention to what happened in the wounded barracks. He didn't even know that there was a small scout captain named consultant under his command. Now, he was in his central army tent, looking at the thick stacks of memorials.

As an emperor, he will never have time to have free time. Even though he is far away from the court now, he still needs to make a decision for those major decisions. Therefore, as he passes, he will run continuously to the location where he is, or before the previous messenger has run out of the capital, the second messenger has already stepped onto the post horse and ready to set off.

So no matter where Qin Feng went, his desk was always filled with memorials. As long as he had a little time, he had to read and give instructions. From his initial discomfort to his current peacefulness, if he hadn't seen these memorials as he gathered like mountains in one day, he would feel a little uncomfortable and would always feel that something was missing in his life.

He likes to read the current living conditions of the people under his rule from those memorials. Of course, the things depicted in different departments are always different, some are singing praises, some are bluntly advised, and some are pessimistic and inexplicable. Qin Feng has long learned not to listen to words from a certain aspect casually. When many memorials are put together, he can piece together the basic facts.

He did not blame the ministers for their actions. Their butts determine their heads. Different departments have different interests and will naturally tend to their own interests. There is nothing to blame. The important thing is that you can find the truth from these things and make accurate judgments.

In fact, this can also be seen as an alternative confrontation between ministers and emperors. If the emperor cannot see it, then the ministers will naturally deceive the emperor by copying it.

Qin Feng was naturally too fooled. He learned from his mistakes and became more wise. Now he is able to deal with the cunning of his ministers skillfully.

Of course, not every department will be like this. For example, the intelligence department and the military department will have one thing, two things, because if they dare to play such a word game, Qin Feng would not mind cutting off his head for later generations to quit.

Now Qin Feng’s priority is military intelligence. He personally commanded one of the three armies, and the other two armies were commanded by Yang Zhi and Chen Zhihua respectively. The major military strategy policy has long been decided. Every three days, Qin Feng would receive military newspapers from two armies regularly. Of course, Qin Feng just read these military newspapers. He would not be confused. Trying to command the other two troops through thousands of mountains and rivers will definitely be a bad thing. He only needs to ensure that the two armies are unswervingly implementing the strategic plan preformed. As for the specific tactical actions, the generals decide on it themselves.

If the emperor is away, he will not accept the orders of the king. This is a famous saying. Once the emperor sits in the palace and looks at the sand table, he feels that he can command the army to fight one after another, he will not be far from failure.
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