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Chapter 1356: The Destruction of Qi State (Part 1356) [Seeking monthly votes]

"what--"

Late at night, the wounded soldiers' camp was still brightly lit.

The military doctors went from tent to tent, checking the wounds against the medical records from time to time. The soldiers who took care of the wounded also tried to keep as quiet as possible. The only sound in the air was the occasional beeping of the campfire outside the tent, and the footsteps of the night patrol soldiers: "Is the medical team Chen here?"

There was a medical soldier outside the tent, peeking inside.

The military doctor who was called briefly explained the precautions, and then followed the medical soldier. She lowered her voice and asked, "What's the matter?"

His eyes fell on the cloth band on the medic's arm, and he recognized which tent he was from at a glance: "Is it the lady who woke up?"

The "female ruler" she was talking about was the woman that the lord personally ordered to take care of. She had her right leg amputated, internal bleeding, and multiple fractures all over her body. These injuries were not something that even some strong soldiers could withstand, let alone ordinary people. The lord placed this person in the medical area she was in charge of for treatment, so she naturally could not take it lightly.

So we asked the medical soldiers to take extra care of the patient and report any problems immediately.

"It's like a nightmare. My body is struggling all the time."

The other wounds were not fatal, and the amputated parts had not healed yet. The medic had her tied to a simple bed made of door panels and hurried over to find the medical team. When the medical team arrived, the man had already woken up, his pale face was filled with fear, his spirit was tense, and his whole body was full of resistance to the surrounding environment.

It wasn't until he saw the medical team coming that his expression changed a little.

The medical team leaned over and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Why are you tying me up?"

"You had a nightmare. We're worried that your struggles might cause your wound to rupture." The medical team placed the candle closer, which dispelled the darkness and made her kind face look even gentler and more harmless. The medical team could clearly feel that the woman's breathing had relaxed a little.

The woman was stunned, trying to digest this information.

When she heard the medical team mention the word "nightmare", she couldn't help but think of that chaotic, terrifying and bizarre nightmare.

She dreamed that she was still in the crowd of refugees, and there were countless pairs of dark hands behind her pushing, dragging, and fiddling with her... The endless pressure squeezed her body from all directions, and her internal organs under her skin were also kneaded by the black hands... She couldn't escape, her hands and feet couldn't move, and she was trapped in the crowd like a puppet, floating forward passively. In front of her vision -

Countless figures had lifeless faces.

Looking closely, she broke out in a cold sweat.

They were clearly corpses squeezed together!

The strong stimulation made her open her eyes.

The severe pain in her body was not as great as the fear of being in an unfamiliar environment. She didn't know whether to be thankful that she was still alive, or to despair that she was still alive. The fear that had reached its peak quietly slipped away a little when she saw the strange woman.

My beating heart finally stopped hurting so much.

She wanted to ask who these people were, but she swallowed her words back in fear.

Seeing that she was in a relatively stable mood, the medical team gave her a comprehensive check-up. They found no major problems and did not forget to relay the instructions given by their lord before he left: "The lord said that she had to cut off your leg to save your life. But don't worry, the disability is only temporary. When your qi and blood are restored, your leg will grow back..."

"Princess?"

The medical team explained, "It's the Lord."

The woman pursed her cracked lips. Her fear and timidity overwhelmed the pain of her wound. She realized that she really couldn't feel her right leg. Thinking of the confusion before she fainted, she said happily, "Master Bing, do you mean that the thieves have been repelled?"

Lord, it should refer to the general.

The news made her breathe a sigh of relief.

Subconsciously ignoring the possibility of being rescued.

After careful consideration, the possibility of her being rescued was extremely low. To put it nicely, she was an entertainer kept by the army, whose main task was to perform dances and music for the soldiers at the celebration banquet. To put it bluntly, she was a prostitute. But she was luckier than other women.

Because her mother gave her a fairly outstanding appearance, which could be called "stunning beauty" in a remote area. This allowed her to not have to deal with a dozen soldiers like other people every day, but only to serve a few generals. Perhaps one of them would be willing to take her home, or give her to someone as a concubine, and her hard days would be over.

However, the most likely possibility is that she will die of illness one day, or become old and ugly and be abandoned one day, and the status of the men who serve her will decline little by little, and finally be reduced to a small room serving miscellaneous soldiers...

She was no longer new, and the most favorable evidence was that the general had not contacted her for more than half a year. Fortunately, the general still had a use for her, remembered her, and asked her to entertain the royal envoy.

Then, she suddenly turned pale.

I remembered that I lost my right leg.

Will the general let her go free because of the kindness he had shown her over the years? Or will he despise her disability and throw her to the miscellaneous soldiers?

The thought of such a future made her tremble with fear.

She was so frightened that she didn't notice the slightly stiff and strange expressions of the two medical team members. The medical team smiled and said, "Ah, yes, they have been repelled. Lady, just rest and recover. If you feel unwell, just let me know."

The woman nodded obediently.

Unlike other disabled patients who wake up and make a lot of noise.

Her quiet cooperation could even be described as humble. She didn't complain about being hungry or thirsty, and even held it in until she fainted and alerted the medical team. The medical soldiers were not surprised and quickly cleaned her up and put on a clean mattress. After a day, her condition not only did not improve, but worsened.

The daytime medical team was still kind: "My lady is not able to walk well. If you need any help, you can ask the doctors for help. Don't worry."

The woman whispered to her: "...Are you still dreaming?"

The medical team replied: "This is not a dream."

After the panic she had just woken up faded, the woman regained some of her sanity and realized that everything was wrong. The biggest problem was not that the precious medicinal materials were used on a useless person like her, nor that there was a stranger lying in the bed next to her, but the way the medical team addressed her.

She actually called herself the Queen?
Once this flaw is discovered, more flaws will emerge.

The wounded in the camp included men and women, young and old, and most of them were disabled. They looked like common people rather than soldiers. Even among the soldiers in the army, such injuries were cleared out early. The cost of saving a disabled person was much higher than killing him.

She has been in the army for two or three years.

Of course I know the cruelty here.

Why are there so many disabled civilians lying in the tent?
The garrison soldiers she knew would not do such a thing. She did not dare to ask, so she could only keep her doubts in her heart.

unless--

"Were the thieves really repelled?"

The medical team said tactfully: "The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. If the loser is a bandit... the bandits have indeed been repelled."

woman:"……"

Her eyes suddenly opened wide.

Because the envoy used a vicious delaying tactic, first deliberately instigating the expulsion of refugees, causing a large-scale stampede, and then ordered catapults to destroy the buildings in the city, all of which caused great trouble to Shen Tang. After a day of reckoning, the casualties of the common people were far beyond expectations.

"Has that damn eunuch been caught?"

Even the torture of her in public was not enough to appease her anger.

However, this man ran fast and the scouts sent out found nothing.

"Who killed it quickly?"

Just as Shen Tang was gritting his teeth, news came from outside that the body of the messenger had been found. Using innocent civilians as a shield was really disgusting. Shen Tang had fought for many years, but he had never hated someone so much. His disgust even exceeded that of Huang Lie back then.

"Well, judging from the remaining martial energy, it was the lord who killed him."

"...I killed him?" Shen Tang's anger suddenly stopped.

Then he asked, "When did I kill him?"

Shen Tang pulled away the white cloth covering the body, and what came into view was a corpse covered with corpse spots, with a miserable head. In addition to the strong stench of corpse, there was also a bit of burnt stench. She thought carefully for three seconds and vaguely remembered that she had killed someone who blocked the road on the way.

She asked uncertainly, "Is it really him?"

"I asked someone to identify him. He was wearing the same clothes that day. I checked his private parts to verify his identity. It turned out to be him."

Shen Tang tucked his hands into his sleeves and glanced at the corpse with a frown.

"How did you find the person?"

The scouts dug the battlefield three feet deep but found no one.

Gu De said: "When the bodies are burned together."

Wars create a lot of corpses.

If corpses are not handled properly, it can easily lead to epidemics.

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Other warlords were more civilized and would dig a pit to bury the bodies. The more barbaric ones would throw the bodies directly into the river to feed the fish, and let the creatures in the river help deal with the bodies. The more barbaric ones would throw the bodies into the water to rinse them clean, cut open the abdomen and process them, and make human jerky to use as military rations. His lord was the most cruel and ruthless, and directly burned the bodies in a centralized manner - this was also the most criticized by the outside world, and stopped many knowledgeable people from coming to surrender. Gu De also wanted to persuade him, but was told that Kangguo had been doing this for more than ten years.

Well, what else is there to advise?
Kangguo’s team has failed to persuade anyone in more than ten years, what use can I be?
On second thought, this might be related to the barbaric customs in the North.

All enemies will be wiped out!
In this era when a poor peasant could pawn his tattered clothes for a few copper coins, even the tattered clothes had value, and the frugal warlords would naturally not allow corpses to be thrown/buried/sent to the cremation ground with clothes on. The soldiers in charge of handling these corpses stripped off their clothes and found that one of the corpses was very special.

There are ugly cut scars on the bottom.

[Why is he still a eunuch? 】

Someone came up and took a curious look: [Eunuch? Just eunuch, that thing doesn't have much oil to burn. ]

[This body looks pretty good.]

Look at these strong arms and legs. The muscles on my stomach are not as clear as this eunuch can feel! I am so jealous!

Their conversation happened to be overheard by someone.

So they hurriedly pulled the body out of the fire.

After confirming his identity, he immediately sent it to Shen Tang.

"...No wonder, there's still a stench of burning meat..." Shen Tang stared at the corpse, wishing that the other party was alive and tortured to death, "Don't burn this body... It's a waste of my firewood. Pack it up and send it to the royal family of Qiguo by express delivery."

After saying that, Shen Tang added another sentence.

"By the way, send another manifesto."

War is not only about fists, but also about trash talk.

Shen Tang must let the world know about Qiguo’s shamelessness!
"…Although there are countless monarchs in troubled times who treat common people as grass, not many dare to say it openly." To some extent, the envoy from Qi State can be said to have set a precedent.

The outside world knew that it would take time for "Xiahou Li" to repair and tidy up a place after attacking it. The envoys of Qi State seized this point and ordered the destruction of buildings and inciting riots when the situation was hopeless. The more serious the destruction, the longer Xiahou Li would be hindered.

The longer the Qi Kingdom's royal family can breathe.

What will the civilians in other areas of Qi think if we do this?
Once the manifesto is released, Qiguo will probably lose the support of the people.

The messenger made a wrong calculation, Shen Tang did not stay this time.

The next day he gave the order to break camp and set up camp.

The three armies went ahead, and the logistics battalions followed slowly.

Among them, the wounded soldiers' camp is no exception.

The civilians with minor injuries have left the camp and returned home, and those with more serious injuries are being taken with them to march with the wounded camp. It's not that they can't stay, but the local medical conditions are too poor, and staying will mean death. Although it's bumpy to follow the army, at least you won't die.

This arrangement made the woman's hanging heart fall back to its original place.

She was familiar with following the army, but being left behind would be a life-threatening situation.

"Team Doctor Chen..."

She licked her dry, chapped lips nervously.

The wounded camp accommodated the wounded in the camp, marching during the day and resting at sunset. During the rest period, the wounded could rest, but the medical team and soldiers could not close their eyes. The woman's injury was recovering well, and she was finally able to report to her superiors: "Is there anything wrong, my lady?"

The woman blushed and didn't know where to start.

She wanted to stay in the army, but didn't want to serve those soldiers, so she wanted to ask someone she knew to help her. The medical team looked very impressive, so they must be important people? Maybe they knew someone of high status?

"...I have nowhere to go, and I want to find a way to make a living..."

The medical team understood immediately: "What is the lady good at?"

The woman was made even more embarrassed by the medical team's straightforward questions. She looked down at her only remaining leg, opened her mouth, and almost covered her face with tears: "...I could do it before, but I can't do it now...But I still have some beauty..."

The medical team also looked at her legs: "Camp Le is full."

The woman bit her lower lip and clutched the hem of her clothes with her fingers.

Medical team: "The lady's voice is better than that of an oriole, and her speech is clear. I think she probably sings elegant tunes that are favored by dignitaries, which are different from the dance music that soldiers in the army like... We all... prefer to sing like the villagers..."

The dance also has bold and rough steps.

This lady probably won't be able to adapt.

"The Music Camp is full, but if you are not afraid of hard work and are good at sewing, the Clothing Camp is a good place to go. Soldiers are short of clothes in winter, and with the increase in troops, the Clothing Camp has been busy for a long time, and they are short of people recently." The medical team was soft-hearted, and took the initiative to offer a way out when they saw the other party's embarrassment. Soldiers in the Clothing Camp mostly sit to work, and there are few occasions where they need to run.

You can go there until your right leg recovers.

"Clothing camp?"

Is there such a place in the military?

"Is it really possible to go dress instead of undress?"

The woman accidentally said what was in her heart.

Medical team: “…”

The kind smile on her face gradually faded, and the gleam in her eyes made the woman feel a little scared. At this moment, the medical team gently stroked the woman's hair and said seriously: "No one here can make you take off the clothes you are wearing, no one."

"What if?"

"Whoever mentions it will be killed."

The woman was so frightened by the murderous intent in the medical team's words that her teeth were chattering. She hesitantly said, "I, I, I... How can I kill him?"

"If you don't kill him, military law will."

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