open sea

Chapter 1035
After the war, Chen Jiujing was taken by a maid to a small building in the city that had been in disrepair. Two guards of the Nalawa Kingdom wearing iron breastplates stood at the door. With strong distrust.

Chen Jiujing knew that this house used to belong to the widow of an earl, but he didn't know where he went with his lover before he entered the city.

The situation in the house was no different from every room he saw here, the empty room was furnished with a few simple pieces of furniture, the most conspicuous thing was a dirty broken wooden table, and a few spectators sat beside the table He looked like a veteran who had just retired from the battlefield, and he couldn't tell who was a nobleman and who was a soldier.

Hanging from the beams of the kitchen are two large pots that I got from no one knows where. One pot is boiling thick soup with messy things floating on it; the other pot is half full of sand and a few pieces of bread are baking with.

The small room was filled with a faint smell of blood, and people felt a little depressed, and they didn't know how to salute Chen Jiujing who walked in like a master.

Chen Jiujing ignored them and was led up to the second floor by the maid.

Amidst the creaking sound, there was a dirty-looking and uncomfortable bed in the largest room on the second floor, and a dim candle lamp was placed on the wooden cabinet beside the bed. To Chen Jiujing's surprise, this lamp looked very much like their Beiyang The kerosene lamp, also has a glass cover, but the workmanship is poor and not so delicate.

There were three rows of people standing neatly in the room. In the dim light, these people wearing casual clothes or poorly crafted iron breastplates lowered their heads slightly, and kept silent with their hands on their chests.

Lying on the bed was a man in his 40s. He had short brown hair and an inch-long beard around his mouth. His upper body was wrapped in cloth and blood was still oozing. He was strong and well-nourished.

It's just that now his face is pale, his eyes are closed peacefully, except that his chest is still slowly rising and falling, and he looks as if he is dead.

Chen Jiujing's soldiers pushed aside the human wall in front of him and walked to the front. Standing with Margaret, he saw a man lying on the bed with a rusty iron earring on his right ear.

There was an unpleasant smell in the room, and just as Margaret looked up, Chen Jiujing pouted on the bed and asked, "Bourbon Henry? Kang Gulu said he had an arrow wound on his body, and he looked like he was about to die Why didn't you save him?"

"The battle is over? Keep your voice down." Margaret's face showed incomprehensible astonishment. She took Chen Jiujing's hand, lowered her head again, and said softly: "We are saving him."

Yes, saving.

Beside Bourbon Henry's bed, an elderly priest covered in black robes was kneeling there, holding one hand of the King of Navarre, and pressing the other hand against the black cover beside the bed, which looked very heavy book, speaking seriously in a low voice.

"The gods will come to you. If you are willing to give up the Pope of Geneva, the church can accept you again. Repeat after me: I swear to renounce all the mistakes I have committed in the past..."

Chen Jiujing embraced his body with his right arm and propped up his left arm, slowly rubbed his brow bone with his left hand, then opened his hand and rubbed his face, waved it in front of him twice weakly, with a very puzzled look on his face, and finally Unable to bear it, she turned to Margaret and asked, "This is how you deal with arrow wounds?"

He finally knew why France used his left hand to fight with his right hand for more than twenty years.

"Henry is a very strong man, a crossbow arrow cannot kill him, as long as he returns to the arms of God..."

Margaret didn't continue, but was interrupted by Chen Jiujing's rolled eyes, and she asked, "Can you save him?"

"Everyone get out, move him...Forget it, you bring a few people and smash this wall." Chen Jiujing didn't answer Margaret, stepped forward to push the pastor away, touched Henry's forehead, and turned his head to say goodbye The soldiers ordered one after another: "Go to the camp to ask for a first-class doctor, Mr. Li, because of the arrow wound and fever, it has been delayed for a long time."

Turning around, Chen Jiujing saw that his two soldiers had gone to deliver the order, but the people in the room looked like they didn't know what to do, so he said to Margaret, "Let them all go out, it's not a big problem."

But even Margaret didn't know whether to obey Chen Jiujing's order at this time, she said with difficulty: "The pastor also said that it is not a big problem, they drew arrows for Henry on the road and dealt with it, but he entered the city Still can't wake up."

"People think that Henry offended the gods. As long as he asks the gods to forgive him, he will definitely wake up."

"Offensive to the gods?"

Chen Jiujing didn't know what to say, raised his hand and pushed the pastor aside, took a chair and sat beside him, took out a pistol from his waist and patted it on the bedside table, his eyes swept over everyone's faces: "I am a military doctor, the king of Hades!" Enemy, get out for me—boil the water!"

At this moment, Chen Jiujing's entourage had already come up from downstairs with axes and hammers in hand. The Catholic priest who was invited by the Huguenots wanted to say something, but he looked at the blunderbuss Chen Jiujing was holding, and was the first to leave. of.

After he left, the others had no reason to stay. They all bowed to Margaret one by one and retreated. Only two warriors holding long swords were left leaning against a corner of the room. Margaret "They were Henry's childhood playmates, protecting him," Te said.

Chen Jiujing nodded slightly, acquiescing to the existence of the two guards, and made their expressions a little gentler.

During the waiting time, Margaret seemed upset. In order to avoid this state of mind, she asked Chen Jiujing about the war: "Billon retreated?"

"They were repulsed, but Billund is indeed a very powerful general. He left an elite army before the battle, and the defeat did not affect the entire army. This allowed many of his soldiers to return to the camp seventeen or eight miles away alive. "Chen Jiujing curled his lips, and suddenly thought of something, and asked: "My people are cleaning the battlefield. Thanks to France, the distribution of war profits is very easy...Why do you use copper for shells?"

The distribution of loot was originally a headache for Chen Jiujing, because Yang Ce's men had suffered more casualties in this battle. There were only 1000 people left in the Central African Army, and there were more than [-] wounded here. More than half of the soldiers, especially the lower-level officers of the three thousand households were killed or injured, and they lost the ability to continue fighting.

But Yang Ce pointed out that he only wanted all the shells and [-]% of the captured artillery, that is, nine Franco cannons, and he didn't want anything else.After Chen Jiujing agreed, the Han soldiers were very happy, and their morale was as high as they had become the king of France.

But Margaret knew nothing about it.

It is not easy for her to know the siege cannon.

Even the generals who followed Henry to fight in the north and south didn't know what was going on. The artillery shells they encountered were all iron or stone, so they couldn't answer this question at all.

"Forget it, go back and ask Billund, he should know."

　Good morning!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)