"good."

"And Zhao Dingbian's ability to command troops as a veteran general and his heroic reputation in this life... will not allow him to go back defeated like this."

"good."

"So Zhao Dingbian must be preparing for a counterattack."

"The boss is right."

Miao Sensen's eyes flashed and he thought quietly for a while.

Suddenly he ordered: "Get out of here first and find a place to discuss."

Everyone was about to obey the order and evacuate.

Suddenly, the door of the dilapidated house opposite the hospital opened with a creak.

The almost falling apart door panel swayed open, and an old lady came out shakily, carrying a large wooden basin.

Raise your hand.

A basin of water that had just been used to wash clothes was splashed on the ground with a splash.

Splashed in a semicircle on the street.

Only a little bit of it was splashed on Miao Sensen's feet.

There were a few water stains on Miao Sensen's trousers.

Miao Sensen's heart skipped a beat and he immediately looked up.

The old lady raised her dim eyes, looked at Miao Sensen's face, and said in confusion: "Hey, I didn't notice it just now, why are there so many people? Are they all here to see a doctor?"

As he said that, he looked at each one of them curiously, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't see clearly, and said: "So many of you are sick together? What kind of disease do you need to come together?"

The woman in black took a deep breath and was about to speak.

Miao Sensen's pupils shrank, then returned to normal, and said with a cheerful face: "We are not sick. We came here and disturbed the old man's peace. Please forgive me, we will leave now."

The old lady grinned her mouth, which had few teeth left, and said with a smile: "Now that you are here, why are you leaving in such a hurry? How about you come in and sit down?"

The old lady smiled and said: "My old man is also a very hospitable person. Although there are many of you, our family can still afford to come in for a drink of tea and a rest."

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***The author has something to say***

Let me say a few words about the issue of respect for the enemy. Firstly, I am used to writing and like to write this kind of plot. Secondly, I do it for the enemy to see and for myself to see. In this kind of war between the two countries, my thoughts

How it works, I admit I can't write too detailed.

If the writing is too detailed, it will only take a few chapters at least. Anyway, one chapter will never be finished.

I saw someone talking about poison, or maybe it is poison.

No more excuses.

Historical records show that when the invaders faced the remains of our soldiers who fought desperately, they saluted more than once. Let me tell you the most famous one, General ***. I am sorry to mention the general in such a situation.

Name - show respect to General Yang, salute, and apologize.

And our army will respect such enemies, more than once.

In fact, I don’t understand when respect for enemy heroes became poisonous.

My enemy is my enemy's hero.

But only soldiers with the same job nature can understand why the other person deserves respect.

Because I might fall into that situation at any time.

Not to mention whether there are other considerations or other settings in the novel; but here, or anywhere, I do not feel that treating the corpses of enemy martyrs kindly is a poison.

He did not treat the enemy hero kindly, but showed respect to the enemy hero after he passed away. When he was alive, he killed him the same way as he should.

But for the remains after the sacrifice, I just want to give respect to the heroes with my writing style as an author.
Chapter completed!