Zhu Da stopped just as he was about to speak, and his excitement immediately turned into calmness. Zhu Da finally realized that Zhou Qingyun's voice was wrong. This was not the usual low and silentness, but was enduring it.

The two were standing side by side, and Zhu Da wanted to turn his head, but at this moment, Zhu Da didn't dare to turn his head and face it, but he turned his head and looked at his brothers and partners standing beside him.

Zhou Qingyun's expression was as indifferent as ever, but under the reflection of the fire, Zhu Da clearly saw him gritting his teeth and enduring it.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Da's voice was a little hoarse when he asked this.

Zhou Qingyun turned his head. If it weren't for Zhu Da's careful observation, he wouldn't have seen that he was holding back. Zhou Qingyun didn't answer immediately. He just looked at Zhu Da, and then looked for a while before he smiled bitterly, and replied in a low voice: "When he came out, he was shot by the Tartars..."

Having said this, Zhou Qingyun paused, took a deep breath, and then continued: "The arrow shot into the gap between the ribs at least five inches, or a dirty arrow... It's really unlucky... Go in through the stitch of the chain mail..."

Zhou Qingyun's chain mail is a combination of two large mail pages. It is connected with leather straps on the shoulders and between the ribs. It is impossible to fully protect it by tying them with straps, and there must be gaps.

When he was about to leave the fire, a hidden enemy soldier suddenly shot an arrow. Zhou Qingyun blocked Zhu Da and shot the man. In the action of rushing forward, his ribs were facing the enemy and were shot by an arrow. He took more than twenty steps to each other. The penetration power of the arrows was strong and penetrated directly into the gaps.

No wonder Zhou Qingyun had to sort out his armor at that time, just to cover it up. If he was not careful at night, no one would pay attention to the ribs, and he would not see the arrows, let alone the two of them were always at the end of the team.

As for dirty arrows, it is nothing more than soaking the front end of the arrow club in the dirty and then drying it. Unless the wound is cut off quickly after being shot, the wound will be ulcerated and cold, and will die after a long time. The Mongolians did this, and Zhu Da and his arrow clubs and wooden spears were also treated in this way.

Zhu Da took a breath and shouted at Zhou Qingyun: "You bastard, why didn't you pull the arrows at that time... Come into the city with me, go to the city to pull the arrows... I remember willow trees can prevent inflammation, kill the sky, how can there be no anti-inflammatory drugs, why there is no penicillin? If I were to give you an injection and perform surgery at that time..."

The five-inch wound was probably already hurting the internal organs. The arrow was pulled out and the blood was sprayed out by the pressure from the chest and abdomen. It would probably be over immediately. At that time, it would disturb the morale of retreating. There would be no mistakes in the attack camp, so it could only endure it.

As for drawing arrows into the city, even if the bleeding can be stopped, the dirt on the arrows will be contaminated with internal organs and will become inflamed in a few days, then you will have a high fever, then you will fall into a coma and die.

Zhu Da could figure out why Zhou Qingyun did this, but he was completely at a loss. In this era, many minor injuries, minor injuries and physical injuries in life would kill them, because without the medicine and medical methods of that era, everything that seemed ordinary in that era was a magical technique that could save lives at this moment, but now there was no such thing.

It is precisely because of knowing the means to save people, and because of knowing that there is no such era, that Zhu Da was angry, panicked and at a loss, and finally he was deeply saddened to the bone.

Zhu Da was not injured, he was just tired, but at this moment, Zhu Da felt a huge pain in his heart, as if a knife stabbed and cut between his chest, life and death were so impermanent, his parents and master left a few months ago, and now his closest friends and brothers are leaving.

"......Enter the city, there is always a way...I...I..." Zhu Da's voice was completely hoarse, but he still roared in vain. The two of them stood not far from the moat, and the sound came to the city but it was hard to hear. Everyone on the top of the city didn't know what was going on. Qin Chuan was already here surrounded by them, but when they saw their status, everyone was tactful and did not disturb them. It was still safe outside the city now.

"You have said those strange words of gods and gods again. That wild Taoist priest taught you a lot, so Xiang Bo is very boring." Zhou Qingyun was still laughing and answering calmly. Zhu Da didn't notice it at this time. Zhou Qingyun gritted his teeth and endured his actions more frequently than before.

The two stood face to face with the torches. Zhu Da could now clearly see that Zhou Qingyun had a two- or three-inch arrow shaft on his left rib. The arrow feathers and other arrow shafts should have been secretly cut off by Zhou Qingyun halfway.

"We...we... come to the city, there is always a way..." Zhu Da couldn't stop trembling. He always claimed to be calm and mature, and felt that he could watch calmly and even look down on life. But every time he faced such a moment, he could not control himself and could not take care of anything.

"Go into the city, please give me some pleasure in a few days? Didn't you say you should be more decent? You know this injury, you will die. Zhu Da, be more decent, let me be more decent too!" Zhou Qingyun started to speak well, and then stared at Zhu Da and spoke solemnly.

Zhu Da took a step back, trying to speak and see the other person clearly, but his vision was blurred by tears. He reached out to wipe it, but he couldn't wipe it clean, and it was always blurred.

"Why are you like girls? Stop crying, I'll ask you a few things." Zhou Qingyun smiled and urged, but Zhu Da couldn't speak for a moment and just nodded.

"I have been a child since I was a child, first Master Yuan and then Mr. Qin, which has made me feel a lot more knowledgeable, but I have never understood what you want to do. You are different from everyone. It's time to do this. Can you tell me the truth? What do you want to do?"

"I...I...I want to live a better life and live a better life..."

"Then you have passed by, but you don't care about this..." Zhou Qingyun shook his head and refused to accept the answer, and said with a smile: "Okay, you have been plotting since childhood. You took the fish to find me and played with me. You still wanted to be a master of Uncle Xiang. Later, you became Mr. Qin as your godfather, and you also used a lot of small tricks. At this time, I would tell me the truth. Isn't it okay?"

These few words made Zhu Da stunned. Since he was a child, he has done many things utilitarian, but he has done them smartly and smartly. No one will find out. Perhaps Qin Chuan and Yuan Biao can understand them, but he didn't expect that Zhou Qingyun could also understand them so clearly.

"Then are you still brothers with me?" Zhu Da wiped his tears hard and asked in a daze. At this moment, he was both surprised and embarrassed, so he could only ask this question.

Zhou Qingyun shook his body, stood firm and smiled, "Because I want to play with you, and I want to make friends. What the wild Taoist priest taught you is so interesting..."

Zhu Da never felt that he was so weak. Looking at Zhou Qingyun with a smile on his face, tears and heartache could not be controlled, but he didn't know what to do.

"...You are sincere to me and Uncle Xiang, and you treat me as a brother. Besides, if you don't have you, I wouldn't have met Master Yuan. How could you gain so much knowledge? How could there be so many people who are afraid that I will respect me... Also, catching fish is so fun, and the fish you make is so delicious..." Zhou Qingyun said with a smile.

Having said this, Zhou Qingyun took a deep breath and urged impatiently: "Don't hide it, say it quickly!"

"I...I...I want to live a better life, don't be angry, don't be bullied." Zhu Da's voice was completely hoarse. He didn't dare to look at the other party, and he just answered vaguely.

"You will never live a happy life in your life. You are too thoughtful. You are more thoughtful than Mr. Qin. There is no need to say nonsense about being bullied. If this continues, you will definitely not be bullied..." At this point, Zhou Qingyun gritted his teeth suddenly, his facial features became ferocious and distorted. He took a deep breath there. When he looked at Zhu Da, he no longer smiled, but was just a twist in patience. He hissed: "It's this time, tell me the truth, so that I can't get it. I'm still thinking about it. Isn't it okay to say it?"

Zhu Da squatted down and grabbed a handful of snow, threw it hard on his face, rubbed it hard for a few times, calming down for a while, staring at his good friends and brothers in front of him, hesitating, hesitating, at a loss, and silent. He stared at Zhou Qingyun for a while before he spoke. When he spoke, he lowered his voice: "I want to be the emperor, I want this world... When my parents and Uncle Xiang died, I figured it out. If I want to be the one on the top, I can only be the one on the top, otherwise I will be bullied..."

This answer made Zhou Qingyun widen his eyes. He did hear the incredible answer. He stared at Zhu Da. Zhu Da's eyes were red, his face was covered with ice made of tears and snow, but he was very sincere.

"Haha..." Zhou Qingyun wanted to laugh, but it touched the pain, and forced herself back. He pointed at Zhu Da and wanted to speak but couldn't speak. After breathing evenly, he shook his head and said, "Your first two words are the truth, and the latter one is a bit fake."

This is Zhu Da’s extravagant hope in his heart, and an ambition that he cannot declare. Since he can come to this world, he must be willing to do so, and then he must try the most unlikely possibility.

Zhu Da was already much calmer on the surface, but his heart was even more painful than just now. It seemed like a knife was cutting it inside, and a big hand was tearing it apart. But at this moment, he felt a little nervous when he was mourning. This idea was too outrageous. Will Qingyun be laughed at by such a farewell moment?

Zhou Qingyun also calmed down there. He stared at Zhu Da in a daze, his expression was indifferent and complicated. He stared at this for a moment. He threw the torch in his hand, stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Da's clothes, stared at Zhu Da and said sternly: "Then you must be this emperor, and you must be done."

Unexpectedly, this reaction would be. Zhu Da was speechless. Zhou Qingyun let go of his hand and looked at Zhu Da at such a close distance. His eyes gradually turned red and he sniffed, but he took a step back before losing his composure and said in a muffled voice: "You go to the city, let someone bring me the fire, the forage, dry food and cotton coats down, and then get a pot of wine, you go back first!"

"I......"

"If you treat me as a brother, you go into the city!"

Before Zhu Da could answer, the horse beside Zhou Qingyun suddenly began to get restless. Zhu Da immediately lay on the ground and listened with his ears on his ears. The city was also in a commotion.

"Master Zhu, the Tartars team is coming, hurry up and go back to the city!" When Zhu Da heard the vibration from the ground, someone shouted at the top of the city.

Zhu Da turned his head and looked at Zhou Qingyun. Zhou Qingyun was breaking the cake he brought with him to feed the horse. When he saw Zhu Da stand up, he looked back quietly. At this time, Zhou Qingyun's face turned pale, but his expression was calm, as if the two of them were acting together on weekdays.

"Take the things over for you and I'll go into the city."

"When I see Uncle Xiang, Uncle and Aunt, and Master Yuan, I will say hello to you and say you are doing well so that they don't have to worry."

Zhu Da didn't know what to say, just nodded and turned around and was about to leave, but he couldn't help but pat Zhou Qingyun's shoulders with both hands, grabbed them hard and shook them twice before turning around again.

When they arrived at the city wall, the people on the city were already anxious. They knew that the city might be wrong, but they didn't know what they could do. Zhu Da shouted at all items, whether it was dry food, strong wine, or forage, cotton coats, they didn't need to go into the city to prepare. There were storage at the city wall and it was soon delivered in a big basket. Zhu Da carried it twice in his own hands, watching Zhou Qingyun lit the fire there, fed the horse in a cotton coat, and drank in a small sip.

Finally, Zhu Da wanted to say a few words. Zhou Qingyun waved his hand impatiently to him. Zhu Da took a deep breath and didn't say anything. He ran to the city wall, grabbed the rope hanging from the city, and started climbing. When he pulled the rope to climb, the people at the city were also trying hard, and soon climbed over the stent and stood on the trail.

Seeing Zhu Da appear, all kinds of people waiting anxiously on the city wall couldn't help but cheer. The careful person was a little surprised. He thought that with Zhu Da's style, Zhou Qingyun should have come first, but he didn't care too much. He thought that Zhou Qingyun should come up next time, and someone enthusiastically looked at it, and then he saw Zhou Qingyun resting on the moat moat.

It was said that the joy and restlessness at the top of the city were much quieter. Qin Chuan, a Qin Juren who was rushing over there, came to Zhu Da and hurriedly looked up and down. Then he walked to the cliff and looked at Zhou Qingyun below.

"What's wrong with Qingyun?" Qin Juren turned around and asked. After the night passed, his voice became hoarse.

"Qingyun..." Zhu Da thought he had already come to the city and thought that he could go through it by killing and killing, but when Qin Juren asked, he almost couldn't stop as soon as he spoke. When he said the two words, he felt his throat blocked. After taking a deep breath, he said hard: "Qingyun can't come back."

Seeing Zhu Da's reaction, Qin Juren had guessed a lot. After hearing this answer, although he did not mention the details, he knew the result. Qin Chuan stood there and sighed for a moment.

"It's almost dawn!" someone shouted loudly.

Even though the flames of the farm camp have not yet been extinguished, the bright colors of the eastern sky cannot be covered up, and the night is fading.

"Look at the north, look at the north!" someone shouted again. Everyone looked over and saw that in the increasingly bright morning light, they could see that there were teams approaching quickly in the north.

"South!" Almost at the same time, someone shouted, looking out from afar, there were also large groups of people approaching in the south.

Mongolian soldiers and horses from all directions sent teams before dawn, but Zhu Da and others returned to the city before dawn. This process is also scary. If there is a slight delay, they may not be able to come back.

Zhu Da looked at Zhou Qingyun sitting next to the fire at the top of the city. Zhou Qingyun sat there motionlessly around the quilt, unable to judge his condition.

There was no need to care about such a situation. Zhu Da took a deep breath, turned around and shouted, "Everything was moved according to yesterday's arrangement. The Tartars have not left yet, so we cannot slackew!"

When he shouted, the people on the city wall who were immersed in ecstasy and emotion reacted, shouting and shouting, and each was in their own position. They could not help but be nervous. A few days ago, the only one of the Grain Station was outside, but now there were soldiers gathering. Is it the kind of people who retreated after burning food as Zhu Da predicted? It will be confirmed in two or three hours.

At this moment, no matter how optimistic people are, they must be on guard. Those who were released home and thought the Mongolian army was harmless and would only retreat, the local young and strong guards and the Li family caravans would be mobilized to the city and would have to wait for the day.

Zhu Da still stayed in this direction. Qinchuan and Qin Juren looked at the squad for a while, sighed and cried, but did not take too long. He did not care about the fear of not sleeping that night, so he hurried to the city to support and mobilize.

Not everyone is as heart-wrenching as Zhu Da. Qin Chuan and Zhou Qingyun also have a relationship with their adoptive father and son, and they are also sad and cry, but their emotions are very restrained, and others are even more so. They are reluctant to leave, and they are more sighing.

This cannot be said that people are cold and weak, but only that the relationship is far and wide and the feelings are different. Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun are friends and brothers, sharing hardships, life and death. But even if Qin Juren is close to him, it is only because Zhu Da brought Zhou Qingyun. He is very fair in daily life, but he is just doing decent things. As for others, he is sighing at most.

When we left the city and attacked the enemy camp at night, it was still a situation where the enemy was large and we were few. Two hundred people went out and 180 came back alive. This was an incredible victory. Someone should have died in battle. From common sense, there were very few casualties and injuries.

What is death? Zhou Qingyun died. A few months ago, a small group of Mongolian soldiers and horses raided the neighboring Datong. How could they calculate the death of thousands or tens of thousands of people? This time, the Mongolian army also fought to Taiyuan, Shanxi. How many people would die on the way? How many people would die in the mountains of corpses and blood on the way? How many people would die if they were not as good as death. If they were eaten or infected with wind and cold, they would be very likely to die. Everyone was afraid of death, but they were also very cold to death. Only real relatives would be sad.

No matter how many delusions you have, no matter how slack they are in the past few days, no matter how tired the servants and the soldiers involved in the camp are, how they are guarding on the city, everyone is already familiar with the way. Seeing the Mongolian soldiers approaching, they quickly took their place.

The only thing that didn't do this was Zhu Da. He stood at the mercedes and looked at Zhou Qingyun next to the fire. Zhou Qingyun didn't move for a while. Zhu Da even thought he was dead, but he could still see Zhou Qingyun reaching out to feed the horses.

The sky became brighter, and there were also cavalry teams coming from the north and south. Unlike the steady progress when they came, the cavalry teams in both directions were running rapidly.

When the night completely faded, the cavalry teams coming from the south were no longer a line in the sky, and the fur color of running horses could be seen.

When Zhu Da thought of the arrangement of the Mongolian army, he must have seen the fires soaring into the sky at several military camps, but he did not dare to send reinforcements to rescue him immediately, for fear that night operations would cause chaos, and even had to be guarded against other night attacks. They had been in Datong and Shanxi for so long that the Ming Dynasty's official army should also act and counterattack.

So it was not until dawn that the outpost cavalry team was ordered to set off and accelerate toward Huairen County.

Several experienced people have been listening in the city. If there are any new trends, they will immediately come to the city to report. In addition to the two cavalrymen you can see in your vision, you can also feel a louder voice coming from the south. It is similar to what Zhu Da estimated yesterday, and the main force of the Mongolian army has begun to return.

Looking down from the top of the city, before approaching the farm, the cavalry team from the south slowed down, but more than a dozen cavalry in the team accelerated. These dozen cavalry changed horses in the Mercedes and then spread out as much as possible. This was to reorganize the formation in advance and prepare for the next possible battle, while the dozen cavalry that ran out were reconnaissances in the front.

There were nearly a thousand cavalry teams coming from the south, but they didn't have a long time. There was not much to see the grain table burned into ruins and the headless corpses everywhere. When more than a dozen cavalrymen clearly viewed the ruins of the farmland and surrounded several circles of Huairen County, they could see the horse team of the thousand cavalry began to approach Huairen County.

Zhu Da didn't spend much energy staring at the movements of the enemy cavalry. He saw Zhou Qingyun, who had been sitting withering, stood up staggeringly, picked up the wine pot, drank a few sips, and walked to the mount.

Zhou Qingyun's ribs were definitely hurting when he was shot in the arrow, and the wound between his chest and abdomen should have worsened. He was unable to walk steadily. After hanging the spear on the saddle, he did not get on the horse. Next, Zhou Qingyun bent down with his knees with both hands and bent down for a moment, and got on the horse again. This time, he took some effort to sit on the saddle.

The Mongolian horse team there was getting closer and closer. They had crossed the ruins of the farm and several miles away from the west wall.

Zhou Qingyun steadily on the saddle, turned around and looked at the city wall, glanced for a while before he found Zhu Da behind the chassis. He smiled and waved his hand, shouting in a low voice: "Xiaoda, I'm going, you have to be fine!" (https:)
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