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"I am also a Han Chinese, I'm a Han Chinese. Please treat my wounds!" The elderly slave thief begged with tears in his nose, fearing that he would not treat his wounds because of his identity as a slave thief.

At this moment, half of his left face was already covered in blood.

Li Zhao, who knew the military doctor's background, understood why he was unwilling to treat the slave thief in front of him, and immediately said, "Just stop the blood. You need to let him go back to avoid dying halfway."

"I understand." Doctor Tan nodded in a quiet voice.

Walking to the elderly slave thief, he squatted down, checked the other party's wound, then opened his medicine box, took out a clean white cloth from it, turned his head to the soldiers next to him and said, "Put your bayonet."

Give me a basin of clean water."

The warrior handed the bayonet to Doctor Tan, then got up to get the water cleared.

Dr. Tan Jun caught fire and put the bayonet in the fire to roast it.

When the elderly slave thief saw the bayonet in the fire, he said in a trembling voice: "What are you doing? You, your general said, "You want to let me go, you, you can't kill me."

Hearing this, Doctor Tan glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to roast the bayonet with fire.

"The water is coming." The soldiers who had left earlier ran over with a basin of clear water.

Doctor Tan looked at the bayonets in the fire and said, "Press him and don't let him move, especially his head."

The two soldiers directly pressed the elderly slave thief, pressed their knees on their backs, and pressed their heads firmly to the ground with a big hand.

"If you don't keep your faith, let me go, let me go." In front of the elderly slave thief, Doctor Tan raised a bayonet in his hand, struggled hard, and even ate several bites of dirt in his mouth.

It's so cool!

The burning bayonet was directly pasted by Doctor Tan on the place where the elderly slave thief had his ears broken.

A burnt smell of barbecue came out.

The elderly slave thief had no time to let out a scream of pain and immediately fainted.

Doctor Tan returned the bayonet to the soldiers beside him, purified his hands with the water in the basin, and then picked up the basin and poured all the water on the elderly slave thief.

The elderly slave thief who was poured with a basin of cold water woke up leisurely.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me, I'm the messenger of the Great Jin." As soon as I woke up, the elderly slave thief kept calling out.

"Shut up." Doctor Tan cursed, stepped forward and wrapped a piece of white cloth around the wound of the elderly slave thief. After doing all this, he said with an unhappy look, "It's a bargain."

After saying that, he returned to his medicine box and closed it again.

The elderly slave thief who woke up also understood that the other party was treating his injuries. He said with a ugly expression: "Can you put some medicine on it? Isn't there any medicine in the medicine box?"

He only remembered that he was burned by the burned bayonet, and in a trance he felt that his wound was not medicine.

Doctor Tan ignored him, but walked to Li Zhao and said, "General, he has already done it and will guarantee that he will not die in a while."

"Thank you for your hard work in Military Doctor Tan." Li Zhao said politely.

As long as the slave thief in front of him can bring their attitude back, he doesn't care whether the person will die next.

Doctor Tan said: "If the general has nothing to do, his subordinates will go back first. There are still several wounded people in the camp who need to be treated."

"Okay." Li Zhao nodded.

Doctor Tan carried his medicine box and walked towards the island.

The elderly slave thief understood that he was not welcomed at all on Pi Island, so he asked, "The general is a trustworthy man. I don't know when the general is going to let me go."

"I have become a trustworthy person now. I really have two mouths on my lips. Just say whatever you want!" Li Zhao sarcastically said, and then said, "Now you can leave."

As he said that, he waved his hands to the two soldiers who were subduing the elderly slave thief.

The two soldiers then let go.

The elderly slave thief got up from the ground, lowered his head and said, "I will definitely bring you the general's words, but please don't regret what he said today."

"You don't want to leave!" Zheng Chao on the horse's back looked at the elderly slave thief with a smile.

The elderly slave thief shivered when he heard this and said in a panic: "You have agreed to let me go. Could you want to go back on your word?"

I regretted it in my heart that I should have left just now, and I shouldn't be ungrateful.

"Get out! Go back and tell your master that he wants Pidao and bring his troops to take it." Li Zhao cursed.

The elderly slave thief learned to be smart this time and stopped talking too much. He turned around and walked towards the dock, and he was getting faster and faster. Finally, he almost ran away, fearing that Li Zhao and the others would go back on their word.

The road leading to the dock was not smooth. In a panic, I fell several times before I escaped back to the dock.

"Huang Taiji has learned to be smart, and he dare not send real Tartars to our territory of the tiger flag." Zheng Chao looked at the slave thief who was on the way they came.

Li Zhao said with a ugly expression: "These Han people who are slaves for real Tartars are even more hateful. They want to be slaves because they are not ashamed of being a good person, but rather proud. Damn, when did the Han people do this?

No more backbone.”

Thinking of the pseudo-jin, there were countless Han people who became slaves of the Tartars and worked hard for the Tartars, I wanted to chop all of these people in half with a knife.

"I think there are only a few Han people who completely defect to the Tartars, and most Han people can only rely on their lives to survive for the Tartars." Zheng Chao defended the Han people living under the pseudo-Jin rule.

Li Zhao turned his head and looked at Zheng Chao and said, "You haven't read the military newspaper recently, have you?"

"There are too many things happening these days, and I have indeed not paid attention to the affairs in the military newspaper for a while." Zheng Chao explained to himself with a smile.

Li Zhao said: "I have military newspapers in my room for the past few months. Remember to take them back and take them to take a look."

"Is something wrong?" Zheng Chao's expression became serious.

When he saw the other party reminding him that he went to read the military newspaper, the first thought in his mind was that something big happened.

Li Zhao did not answer his question, but said, "Did you notice it? During the days we came to Pi Island, we can no longer see the people who fled from the pseudo-jin side to Yizhou."

"Will Mao Wenlong cut it off?" Zheng Chao frowned slightly.

Li Zhao shook his head and said, "The military newspaper said that Huang Taiji changed the policy of old slaves to suppress the Han people and instead wooed the Han people. Several Han people were already valued in the pseudo-Jin court, and ordinary Han people also lived.

It’s much better than Liaodong under the rule of the Ming Dynasty. The specific content is mentioned in the military newspapers.”

"This has nothing to do with us!" Zheng Chao said hesitantly.

Li Zhao said: "You are wrong, it has a lot to do. Huang Taiji's method can completely change his attitude and devote himself to the Tartars. It is very likely that these people will become

Our enemy.”
Chapter completed!