The battle at the south gate was the most intense.
Feng Jiuer and Nanmen Zhuo appeared in time, and the battle stopped.
Seeing the wounded everywhere, Feng Jiuer felt uncomfortable.
After separating from Nanmenzhuo, Feng Jiuer and Jianyi immediately went to their brothers.
Zhao Yusheng and Qi Yizhou, the general sent by the Ninth Prince, sat on horses and came from two different directions.
"Jiu'er, how's the situation?"
Zhao Yusheng came to Feng Jiuer and asked softly.
"Are you hurt?"
Feng Jiuer approached and gently picked up Zhao Yusheng's blood-stained clothes.
Zhao Yusheng lowered his eyes and shook his head.
"It's not me, it's my brother's blood."
"What are the casualties?"
Feng Jiuer turned around with a heavy face and looked at everything around her.
"Back to Miss Jiu'er, the casualties of our army are not very serious."
Qi Yizhou, who had just arrived, said softly.
"If we continue to fight this battle, we will definitely win a great victory within two days."
"No need."
Feng Jiuer looked back at him, "Nanmen Yan is dead, and the eldest young master of the Nanmen family has issued a letter of surrender."
"You two go immediately to check the casualties, let the brothers set up camp on the spot, and treat the injured."
"yes."
Zhao Yusheng and Qi Yizhou both nodded together and turned to leave.
Looking at his brother lying on the ground not far away, Feng Jiuer got off his horse and ran over anxiously.
Jianyi also dismounted and followed.
"What's going on?
Where is it hurt?"
Feng Jiuer knelt down in front of his injured brother and began to check his injuries.
"Miss Jiu'er, I'm... fine."
The brother who had been stabbed on the shoulder looked at Feng Jiuer and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Okay, don't talk!"
After Feng Jiuer tapped acupuncture points around his brother's injured area, he immediately took out the medicinal powder and sprinkled it on the wound.
"Jianyi, go find Nanmen Zhuo and ask him to go down and deliver all the medicines that can be used in Crowwood City to the three city gates."
"Also, let all the doctors go out and help all the injured people."
Without waiting for Jianyi to respond, Feng Jiuer pulled off a piece of cloth from his robe with a hiss.
"I also want fine silk and clean cloth. Quick! Let him prepare it."
Seeing Feng Jiuer's familiar movements, it was too late for Jianyi to stop him.
He took off his robe and placed it on the grass next to Feng Jiuer.
"Just use mine, don't catch a cold."
Without saying a word, he turned around, mounted his horse, and headed towards the opponent's military camp.
Feng Jiuer bandaged the injured brother's wound with a strip of cloth and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Rest for a few days and wait until the wound closes up. It won't be a big problem. Thank you very much!"
She looked at her brother and nodded, then turned back and hugged Jian Yi's clothes and walked to another place.
Along the way, Feng Jiuer was looking around. Seeing her brother who was in a particularly serious condition, she ran over like an arrow.
Cleaning, applying medicine, applying acupuncture, bandaging, a series of actions were done quickly and accurately, and she did not let herself waste any time.
Seeing Miss Jiuer being so polite, her expression was really distressed. Even if she was injured, my brother felt warm.
Under the orders of Zhao Yusheng and Qi Yizhou, the tent on the grass was slowly set up.
The injured brothers were carried into the tent one by one by the uninjured people.
Looking back at the little figure with an anxious expression on his face walking through the crowd, Zhao Yusheng walked over.
"Jiu'er."
When he saw Feng Jiuer's face clearly, Zhao Yusheng swallowed back what he was about to say.
"Tell me, what are the casualties?"
Feng Jiuer, who was busy, also knew that Zhao Yusheng was here.
"In war, casualties are inevitable. You have to learn to accept the facts."
Zhao Yusheng did not expect that he would turn to Jiu'er for comfort.
Even though she looked like an ordinary doctor, Zhao Yusheng still knew her pain very well.
"Jiu'er, I'm not..." Zhao Yusheng squatted down beside her and helped her press the injured brother's wound.
"How many?"
Feng Jiuer held a silver needle in her hand and inserted it into the injured brother's acupuncture point.
After three or four silver needles fell, the injured brother still took a deep breath, but at least he couldn't help shouting anymore.
"Jiu, Miss Jiu'er, I'm...much better."
"Talk less! Save your energy."
Feng Jiuer didn't even raise her head, as if the words just now didn't come from her mouth.
When Zhao Yusheng raised his eyes, he could still see the blood stains on his fair face.
The two of them worked together to bandage their brother's wounds and handed him over to the other brothers before Feng Jiuer and Zhao Yusheng stood up.
"Jiuer, the doctor has brought you."
Jianyi, who had been away for a while, hurried over with several doctors.
"For the other two war camps, Nanmen Zhuo has also ordered people to arrange for doctors to go there."
Feng Jiuer took a serious look at the doctors who came with Jianyi, their expressions were somewhat serious.
"The person who cures me will definitely receive a reward, but if you let me know that you have your own ideas, I won't be polite."
"My brother is my life, you'd better think about it first."
"Girl, we are here under the orders of Master Nanmen, so of course we won't make any small moves."
A doctor said.
"The eldest young master of Nanmen said that if the girl hadn't been kind-hearted, our Crowwood City would have become a dead city."
"From now on, we are also girls. How can we not be willing to do our best to save our brothers?"
"I hope so."
Feng Jiuer responded lightly, withdrew his gaze and looked around.
Looking back at the doctors, she assigned tasks to them one by one.
The doctors nodded one after another, carrying medicine boxes and heading to different places.
"Zhao Yusheng, arrange for a few brothers to follow you, but I'm still not at ease."
Feng Jiuer whispered.
It is essential to be on guard against others. Now she has occupied other people's territory. Until everyone's life improves, who can be sure whether these people are willing to surrender?
Especially since the doctors are treating injured brothers, if they want to take action, something might happen before the brothers understand what happened.
"good."
Zhao Yusheng nodded.
"Jianyi, take a few brothers for a walk around. If there is something particularly urgent, be sure to come and notify me."
Feng Jiuer's voice sounded again.
"Um."
Jianyi nodded and left with his brothers.
As long as the girl doesn't leave his military camp, he can still rest assured.
The injured brothers accounted for less than one-tenth. Of course, there were also those killed in action.
Qi Yizhou was working with his brothers at the rear to deal with the bodies of his fallen brothers, and he didn't want Miss Jiuer to see all this for the time being.
Everyone else joined in the treatment, and the situation was very urgent.
Under the scorching sun, the thin woman kept walking among the crowd.
Several brothers whose auras were too weak to be found saved their lives with her insistence.
Seeing Feng Jiuer's busy figure, all the brothers felt comforted.
Perhaps Feng Jiuer is the first general who can devote himself to treating his brothers with his own hands.
