After dinner, Qingcang had a small meeting with the generals as usual, discussing tactical arrangements.
But when he got to an important point, he suddenly felt a severe cramp in his abdomen, and he bent his body and squatted down.
He immediately understood that he must have eaten something bad.
During the march, it was very easy to become acclimatized, which most directly led to abdominal pain and diarrhea.
Everyone was frightened when they saw Qingcang's expression was wrong, and immediately came forward to greet him.
Zhang Liao helped Qing Cang to sit on the chair.
"Commander, what's wrong with you?"
He endured the pain and uttered a few words.
"Ask Guan Xiaofeng to bring Xingjun San."
Zhang Liao handed Qingcang to Cao Chen, and immediately shouted after leaving the door: "Guan Xiaofeng is here, let Guan Xiaofeng come here."
After a while, Guan Xiaofeng came in, holding a small bottle of medicine and some warm water.
Qingcang took the medicine and swallowed it in one gulp.
After about ten minutes, he finally calmed down.
"Fortunately, I prepared these marching powder, otherwise my stomachache would be really fatal."
Guan Xiaofeng said: "Commander, it's not just you, there are about two hundred people in the entire military camp who are in the same situation.
The commander is really good at predicting things and has prepared these marches in advance.
Otherwise, these two hundred people would be enough for us to keep busy. " When everyone heard what she said, it seemed that not only Qing Cang, but others were also in this situation.
"How are the two hundred people doing now?"
"It's nothing serious.
It's just that my physical strength will be affected a little.
I'm afraid it won't be conducive to traveling in a hurry."
Wu Chaojing suggested at this time: "Commander, should we put these people here first?
Let's leave first and wait for them to recover before we follow."
But we can't delay the progress of the army because of these people.
"No, everyone is very important now.
It is too dangerous to leave them here, and our number of soldiers is not large.
If there are two hundred less, the number will not be smaller."
Wu Chaojing continued: "But what are we going to do with these people?
Do we have to wait?"
Xu Xun suggested: "How about this, before reaching the destination, let the knights dismount and let these people ride for a while, and wait for them to fully recover before they come back down."
Wu Chaojing agreed with Xu Xun's idea.
"Well, what Xu Xun said is a good idea."
"If there is an emergency, we will be missing two hundred knights."
As the knight battalion commander, Cao Chen said this is the most valuable reference.
Xu Xun said: "Captain Cao, this is only temporary."
What Cao Chen said made sense, he didn't compromise.
"You must always be prepared for battle, so I don't agree with this proposal."
Everyone has their own ideas, and a unified result cannot be formed for a while.
"The thirty carriages still have plenty of room.
Each carriage can carry six more people.
Put them on the carriage and pull them for a while.
Some of the two hundred people should be in good physical condition.
Let them get down and walk."
In the end, Qingcang's proposal was the best.
This is where the advantage of making the car bigger comes into play.
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"Guan Xiaofeng, please go down and take care of those who are sick."
"Yes, Commander" As Guan Xiaofeng went down, Qing Cang regained his energy and discussed the battle situation with everyone.
At the critical moment, another guard came to report.
"Report" "Come in" "Commander, a large number of people have gathered outside the county government office, saying they want to see you."
What are these people doing here this late at night?
Qingcang led the generals out of the gate of the county government office, only to see a large number of people holding torches and looking eagerly.
Some of them were carrying drinks in their hands, while others were carrying some cooked chickens and ducks.
"Sir, thank you for your hard work.
This is a small tribute from us villagers in Gaoyi County.
Please accept it."
The one who spoke was an old man, his voice was slightly excited.
Wu Chaojing shouted: "Folks, please go back.
Our Chinese Legion is just passing by and will not stay long."
When he said this, the expressions of the crowd changed unexpectedly.
The old man said quickly: "We didn't mean that.
It's just that the Han Dynasty has been exploiting us all year round.
Now that your army has eliminated the county government for us, it has done a big thing for us.
These things are just to express your feelings."
A middle-aged man next to the old man answered: "Yes, adults, we have seen many armies, but never like your army, which does not disturb people's livelihood."
"Yes, if the adults need anything, please tell us as much as possible.
As long as we can do it, we will definitely do it."
"Don't bother everyone.
The purpose of our trip is Changshan County.
If you are really serious, you can find me there one day and join our Chinese Legion.
As long as you are young and middle-aged and have skills, you can join our Chinese Legion."
You are always welcome.”
Since everyone is so enthusiastic, Qingcang didn't forget to advertise.
A middle-aged man dressed energetically came out and said: "Then, let's invite the adults to drink.
This is the most famous kiln wine in Gaoyi County."
"Folks, please go back.
We have to travel tomorrow and can't drink.
We appreciate your kindness.
Staff Wu, send them away."
When Qingcang turned to leave, he was stopped by the old man.
"Sir, can you do me a favor?"
The old man took out a letter from his arms, his hands trembling, and it read, "Son, my dear husband, Yang Kui'an."
"My son Yang Tianxiao was called up to serve in the army three years ago.
I have sent several letters home in the past few years, but they were all as silent as a mud cow entering the sea.
Now that you are here, I would like to ask you to help me carry this letter home. ”
During the war, it would take many years for these conscripted soldiers to return.
Some of them did not even have the chance to return home and were buried in foreign lands.
I haven't sent a letter home for three years.
I'm afraid it's bad luck.
But he did not disappoint the old man and accepted the letter from home.
"Okay, if I meet your son, I will give it to him."
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When the old man heard this, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed several times.
"Old man, our Chinese Legion does not have to kneel down."
"Sir, I kowtow to my benefactor."
The old man burst into tears, and everyone present secretly wiped away their tears.
Qingcang did not stop the old man at this time, but handed the letter to Wu Chaojing, and explained: "When Changshan County is captured, a notice will be posted.
Anyone who provides information about Yang Tianxiao will be rewarded, and whoever finds it will be rewarded with ten ounces of money."
"It's the commander" "You all should retreat."
But at this time, people still had no intention of retreating.
Suddenly, a large number of people knelt down, and one of them spoke.
"Sir, actually, I also have a letter from home that I would like to ask you to deliver together."
The look in these people's eyes made people feel pity.
His parents and lover are probably looking for him now.
Thinking of this, he felt that these people had to help them.
It was just incidental and it didn't take much effort.
"You all get up.
I promise you that you will give the letters to my chief of staff.
As long as conditions permit, I will deliver these letters to your relatives for you."
"Thank you sir" :