After interpenetrating with Lord Hou, he became addicted to house fighting

The originally energetic person looked tired and old, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was full of stubble, and his head and body were covered with sand.

His voice was already hoarse, and the map spread out in front of him was densely drawn with red circles.

What he was in was a temporary shack, barely sheltering from the rain.

Even so, there is still wind and raindrops smashing in from time to time, and there is no place on the ground that is dry.

The people around him who were waiting to be dispatched were all exhausted, some of them were shaking standing there due to overwork, and some had put hay clippings on their eyelids to prevent them from falling asleep as soon as they closed their eyes.

The news of Rong An's help brought back by Jian Chun lifted everyone's spirits.

Qi Jun licked his chapped lips, and said hoarsely: "Now, everyone go to rest for an hour, and come back to wait for orders after an hour."

He knew that these people under his command were working at an overload, and if they fell down, the loss would not be worth the gain.

Everyone agreed, and didn't move away. They sat down on the spot, closed their eyes with their backs back to back, and snored everywhere in an instant.

Jian Chun said distressedly: "Master Xiang, you should also take a rest, you are the most tired." Master Xiang worked hard, he looked so young at first, after such a hard time, his real age was revealed, which made people feel tired. Soberly aware that he has passed his sixtieth year!
Qi Jun rubbed his eyes, he felt that there were double images in front of his eyes, and he really couldn't bear it any longer, "I'll sleep for an hour too, wake me up when the time comes."

Jian Chun agreed, watched Qi Jun fall asleep on the table, took off her coat and put it on for him, then turned to find someone to boil hot water.

Earlier, Galangal had sent people to deliver a lot of medicine packs to Qi Jun, but Qi Jun distributed most of them. If Jian Chun hadn't secretly kept some, it would be useless at this time.

He asked someone to boil ginger soup and medicine soup. After Qi Jun and others woke up, he let them drink ginger soup to warm their bodies first, and then drank the medicine soup that had a certain preventive effect.

Qi Jun knew that he had good intentions, so he couldn't bear to be harsh, but he still told him: "If you still have medicine, don't hide it, give it to the people who need it more.

"After a catastrophe, there will be a catastrophe. We must get ahead of time! Prepare well before the plague breaks out!"

He redeployed his subordinates again, and just as he dispatched them, someone came to report: "Master Xiang, the Champion has sent someone!"

There was a bit of joy in the voice.

Qi Jun greeted him personally, and the leader was a young general who reported his family name upon meeting: "Lord Zuo Xiang, General Zhang Heng under the command of Marshal Zheng Nan led two thousand people, and was ordered to wait in front of the stage for dispatch!"

Qi Jun was naturally very happy.

Zhang Heng also told him: "The last general is the closest to Xiangye, so he came first, and there will be more people coming later.

"The commander-in-chief has orders, now we are all your soldiers! But how you send them!

"However, it's best to send us to the most dangerous place. Those of us who are used to fighting are the least afraid of suffering and tiredness!"

Qi Jun's eyes were hot, "Okay, I won't be polite to you. There are a lot of people affected by the disaster, and it is the time when the general is needed!"

He dragged Zhang Heng to look at the map, and pointed him to the worst-hit locations, "It's up to the general to decide how to distribute the people brought by the general.

"There is only so much we can do to help, so let's not add to the chaos.

"General, please leave me 500 people, and I will arrange temporary settlements."