"This is the greatest shame since my country was founded by Parthia—"

The stone sculpture was broken on the ground, and the broken stone man's head rolled under the stone steps. Vollogis waved his hands and walked back and forth, and the crown symbolizing power was worn crookedly on his head.

"——Ancestor Albirth will despise me, and the kings of all generations will also bring me nightmares. They will point at me in their dreams and say, "Look, it is this man who brought the brilliant Parthia into the abyss, and made countless people wail in hell, not worthy of becoming kings of this country, not worthy of enjoying the rights brought by the throne."

The Parthian Emperor clenched his fists and yelled in front of the nobles and officials below. In the hall, except for the roaring sound, it was terrifyingly quiet, but angry words could not hide the anxious mentality.

"Ten hundred and 120,000 food for the Selius people, fifty thousand Parthian women, and 100,000 pounds of copper and iron... How could the emperor of Parthian agree to such conditions? Even if he can take out all the food and all the utensils of Hekadonbiru, it is not enough! They just want to find a reason for the war-"

The angry figure swept off the exquisite goldware and fruits on the table, and suddenly turned around and pointed at the official who had been on the Selius military camp in the middle: "And you... go there again overnight and tell them that the conditions can be agreed."

"Your Majesty! Parthia can't take out so many things..." Someone shouted in a hurry.

At the top, Vollogis snorted, straightened the crown on his head, and scolded the other party: "What are you anxious about? This is delaying the Selius people. As long as it is to drag the heavy snow, even if the Selius people want to leave, it depends on whether I, Parthia, or not." Then, he looked at the Parthian official below seriously.

"After the past, you can rely on you to seize the opportunity to breathe for Parthia."

"yes."

The official covered his chest and bowed, but he didn't have much confidence in his eyes. Soon, he went out of the east city gate again with his mission to go to the Selius military camp. At the same time, the sky gradually darkened. Gongsun Zhi took Dian Wei and Li Ke to inspect the injured camp. Most of the wounded soldiers in the past remained in the Ershicheng camp in Dayuan and were guarded by the Yizhou army. Most of the Xiliang army, Xianbei, Wuhuan and Xiongnu were injured in the attack during the day.

As soon as I walked into this place, the rich smell of blood mixed with the smell of boiled herbs came to my nose.

A tent curtain was lifted nearby, and a soldier from the back camp swept his broken leg with grass and was walking out. He looked at the group of people passing by in surprise and couldn't help but scream: "Lord..." Over there, Gongsun Zhi nodded to him and walked into the camp shed, moaning in pain, heart-wrenching screams could be heard all the time, and occasionally there were also screams of swearing: "Go away, don't drink, I would rather die on the top of the city!"

Looking for reputation, a soldier in Xiliang waved his hand and knocked over the medicine bowl from his companion's hand. The medicine spilled all over the floor. The soldier who was struggling and excitedly lifted the bedding and suddenly turned it over. The companion next to him shouted anxiously: "You don't want to live! Don't want to live--" He ran to pick him up. During the quarrel, he found that the wounded soldier had lost one leg and exposed the bandage wrapped above his knee. He struggled and fell down just now, and the blood oozed out again, dyeing a large area red. Many people might die of infection just because of a knife wound. It was already a great luck that he could survive it.

"Get out! There are only Xiliang Army who died in battle. I don't want to live so cowardly. I'm a useless person... a useless person... a useless person... a useless person... a useless person... a useless person... a useless person--" The wounded soldier waved his fists and hit his companion randomly. The latter was punched several times on the face and neck. At this time, his shoulder was suddenly grabbed and pulled him back. "... lord." While he spoke softly, Gongsun Zhi had already walked over and picked up the Xiliang soldiers on the ground, and still swung the opponent's fist on his face and the corner of his mouth.

Howling, the struggling soldier was gently placed on the bed. When he looked at the person in front of him with ferocious red eyes, he was stunned for a moment, his fists slowly drooped, and he wanted to get up in panic, but was pressed back by the stretched palm. He nervously opened his pale lips: "Master...Master..."

"Relieve in peace of mind..." Gongsun Zhi nodded to him and spoke in a low voice.

The sound was not loud, but there were a few people who noticed the people coming in next to them, and even on the bed a little further away. When they heard this, the noisy and painful sounds around them gradually became less and suddenly there was a voice shouting: "Master! Don't come here!"

"Why can't you come? I'm not as delicate as you thought." Gongsun Zhi said with a smile. In everyone's sight, he suddenly untied his robe, revealing his strong chest, which was full of old art, spreading densely to his back. "And I... like you, they are all from corpses and blood, and they bear this honor as you."

"No... I don't mean this, I just don't want the scene here to affect the lord."

"Yes, there is nothing good here. Brothers can stand it. Please leave. I heard that the war is about to start, but this time it's a pity that I can't rush up to the city wall."

They are all rough men, and there are not many twists and turns in the rules. The voices of echoing each other gradually became enthusiastic. After all, as a soldier who is desperate, there are almost very few commanders of the first army who command more than 100,000 people, and not many people can stand under the same tent like this.

After a while, Gongsun Zhi waved his hand and walked to a sickbed beside him. The slightly injured soldier hurriedly closed his legs. He sat down and pressed his hands on his knees: "No hurry, since he is here, I want to hear how you kill the enemy and how you get injured."

The wounded soldiers around him looked at me, and I looked at you, and they all hesitated. After a while, someone sat up straight, not knowing whether it was a Xianbei or a Hun. He was not very fluent in Chinese: "Report to the lord... when he was sieging the city, his subordinate accidentally was shot blinded by the falling arrow. It's so bad... unlucky!"

Some people also stood up and raised their arms hanging on their chest: "…I held a resting man and fell from the city. Fortunately, his guy made a cushion, hehe... I just broke my hand."

"After the test was over, I was suddenly slashed from behind. Fortunately, my comrade next to me carried me down the city wall... I returned the knife sooner or later."

At this time, the Xiliang soldiers who had wanted to seek death before suddenly spoke: "I... I was stunned. I rushed into the crowd and killed a man in armor. Then they were nailed through the thighs by several crazy resting soldiers. Several spears were nailed into them together, and the bones could be seen..."

"You guy is lucky, you must have killed a general from the Absassin. Why are you still seeking death? You will definitely enjoy wealth and honor in the future. A general is worth much." A wounded soldier who was closer to him said quips.

The broken-legged Xiliang Bing smiled embarrassedly.

Gongsun Zhi sat there quietly, listening to these people talking about how brave they were when they killed the enemy with enthusiasm, and they were silent for a while: "...... All along, I felt that eating food and fighting for the country was the duty of my military man. If I die, my loyal bones would be buried casually. Even if I pass in this life, I rarely come to the wounded barracks. When I come, I hurriedly asked if the medicine was enough. I would rarely talk to you. Just like what you said... I would feel soft-hearted when I see the tragic situation here... After all, my Gongsun Zhi would owe you a lot..."

The voice of his speech on the sickbed became quiet, and Gongsun Zhi slowly stood up: "...... One general succeeded and thousands of bones were undone, which was about the generals' glory, but these were given by you. The Western Expedition Army was able to reach this day because of your group of soldiers supporting the entire army, and even my great man, can be called heroes. In fact, it should be you. No matter what, I will thank you on behalf of the generals in the army."

The tall wolf king bent down at this moment.

The crowd was quiet, and the sound of gradually choking. The seriously injured soldier wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and turned his head away. The tears still flowed out. A voice shouted: "Lord, go back, everyone can stand it. Besides, the military industry is enough for us to go back and eat for the rest of our lives."

"I must go back when I go back." Gongsun Zhi smiled and nodded just now: "But when I leave this tent, I am the commander of the first army. I can't fight with a knife. Then you will be the ones who will fight to the death. I will not be able to see if I die."

"Hahaha, lord, go quickly, how to fight is the generals' business."

"...Don't worry, fighting with a knife is our military job. If you rest in peace, you won't be able to catch up with this war. At that time, we will give the lord a emperor to come back."

The smell of medicine and blood are still there, and the atmosphere swept away the decadent and low before. In the noisy sound, Gongsun Zhi went to patrol the tents of other wounded soldiers and caused some homework. After walking out of the camp, the sky was already deep and before he could return to the central army, a fast horse rushed from there quickly, and the knight dismounted and bowed with excitement on his face.
Chapter completed!