There are also many injured brothers on Longying's side.
All day long, Feng Jiuer helped treat her seriously injured brother.
Fortunately, there is Feng Jiuer and Tianji Hall. Injuries in battle are inevitable, and military doctors are very important.
With the brothers from Tianji Hall, they can handle ordinary situations.
For particularly serious injuries, Feng Jiuer would basically treat his brother with his own hands.
Now, Feng Jiuer is not only the deputy sect leader of Longying, but also the city lord of Yongshan City.
Duan Wucheng was in poor health, so Feng Jiuer did not let him play.
After a few days of getting along, many soldiers in Yongshan City accepted Feng Jiuer.
At this moment, seeing her walking around in the army without eating or sleeping for her brothers, everyone's respect for her became even stronger.
In addition, Feng Jiu'er and Di Wuya showed off at the beginning, even though they still didn't accept Feng Jiu'er as the city lord, they still admired her very much.
Every time Cai Liantang and Qin Andrew discovered the difference in Feng Jiuer, they both sighed that they had chosen the right boss.
Their boss not only looks like a fairy, but also possesses unparalleled magical powers.
She is good at martial arts, has strong leadership skills, and even has superb medical skills.
The most important point, and one that everyone deeply understands, is that Miss Jiuer has no airs and treats all her brothers as human beings.
Where can I find such a perfect boss?
As soon as Feng Jiuer came out of a tent camp, Qin Android held the basket in his hand and greeted him.
"Boss Jiu'er, why don't you eat something to fill your stomach first?"
"You came just in time."
As soon as Feng Jiuer raised her eyes, she met a pair of eyes.
"Boss Jiuer, what's wrong?"
Qin Android immediately picked up a bun from the basket.
"How are your brothers over there?"
Feng Jiuer took the bun and took a bite without thinking.
"Is there water?"
she asked, puffing out her cheeks.
Xiaoying came out from inside and handed her a water bag: "Drink it, Jianyi just sent it over."
Feng Jiuer didn't say anything, turned away, and drank.
Thirsty, very thirsty.
"Boss Jiu'er, do you believe me so much?
Aren’t you afraid that I’ll poison the buns?”
Qin Android looked at Feng Jiu'er and was moved for a while.
"You dare?"
Little Cherry stared at the smiling man.
"Of course I wouldn't dare."
Qin Android waved his hand and said.
"Then why should I be afraid?"
As soon as Feng Jiuer finished speaking, she stuffed the remaining half of the bun into her mouth.
She chewed a few times and lifted the water bag.
"Jiu'er, slow down! If I get choked later, Jian Yi will let me go, and neither will the sect master!"
Little Cherry helped Feng Jiuer hold the water bag.
"By the way, Boss Jiu'er, you..." Qin Android still wanted to care.
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.
"How are your people?"
Feng Jiuer put down the water bag, "You haven't answered me yet."
"There's nothing wrong with our brother!"
Qin Android shook his head, "Boss Jiu'er, our five thousand brothers are all at the back, what can happen?"
"Are you still proud of being behind the scenes?"
Feng Jiuer glanced at the basket in his hand, "Are there any more buns?
Fresh meat?”
Being disliked by the boss, Qin Andruo's face darkened, but he quickly came to his senses.
"Yes, Boss Jiu'er."
He took out a meat bun from it, "Fresh meat."
Feng Jiuer took the bun and stuffed it into her mouth without saying anything.
We have all been on the battlefield, and we are all one family. If we have to doubt, we don’t doubt it now.
These days, the people who lead more than 5,000 people, Qin Anduo and Cai Liantang, are Feng Jiang's men.
Although they are hooligans, there is something shining about them, that is, they are more loyal.
Feng Jiuer doesn't want to give up on anyone who still has the chance to sculpt.
"Boss Jiu'er, it's really not that we want to take the back seat."
Qin Android looked at Feng Jiu'er eating steamed buns and sighed lightly.
"We just don't understand much about killing enemies on the battlefield. To put it bluntly, we are almost like bandits."
"If we fight with strength, our people may be able to survive. If we fight with strategy, we will definitely lose."
"Boss Jiu'er, our people are all helping, helping to deal with the captured enemy troops and helping to take care of the injured brothers."
"I'm not idle either. If I hadn't heard that Boss Jiu'er hasn't been eating or drinking, I wouldn't have come here."
Feng Jiuer swallowed the second bun and waved her hand.
"Okay, stop talking so much and go help those in need."
"Your brother, not only your previous deployment, but also the entire battlefield, are your brothers, is it clear?"
"clear."
Qin Android nodded fiercely, "By the way, Boss Jiu'er, do you want another one?"
"No need, I'm full."
Feng Jiuer left without saying a word, carrying the medicine box on her back.
"Which other brothers are more seriously injured?"
"The brothers in the first two camps are also seriously injured."
Little Cherry followed up.
"Besides here, there are also people over there in Qiaomu who need help."
Seeing that there were still more than ten steps to go, Little Cherry took out a small pastry from her little cloth bag and stuffed it into her mouth.
Whenever the fighting stops, it is their busiest time.
The small pastries and cherries that should be prepared will definitely be prepared for myself in advance.
When you are full, you are ready to do things. This is Little Cherry's motto.
The treatment continued until the sky started to sink again, and the busiest period was finally over.
Feng Jiuer and Little Cherry came back from their brothers' place, and Jian Yi followed behind them.
"Miss Jiu'er."
Yu Jingfeng looked at the people coming over. When the three people entered, Xing Zizhou and Feng Jiang were also there. They were discussing the war situation with Di Wuya.
"Back."
Di Wuya raised his eyes to look at his woman, stood up, and said, "Come here."
"I'll go get someone to prepare food, and we'll talk while we eat."
Xing Zizhou gave Little Cherry a smile and walked out.
Feng Jiuer said nothing, came to the man's side, and sat down almost hugged by him.
"Are you tired?"
Di Wuya lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms.
"It doesn't count."
Feng Jiuer shook her head and looked up at Feng Jiang, "Third brother, what's going on now?"
Fengjiang is what Fengjiang is now, Bao Lei no longer exists.
The title "Emperor Brother" is also inappropriate, so Feng Jiuer directly calls Feng Jiang "Third Brother".
"There are 7,000 captured Li city guards. A letter has been sent to Lei Shenbao. Please wait for his reply if you want to save them."
Feng Jiang glanced at Feng Jiu'er, picked up the sword beside the teapot and poured a cup of tea, and also poured a cup for himself.
"Based on my understanding of Lei Shenbao, he will never make any compromises for these prisoners of war."
"I don't think it's possible."
Feng Jiuer calmed down and took the teacup that Di Wuya gave her.
"Ajiu, what do you plan to do with these people?"
She raised her eyes and looked at Di Wuya and asked.
At this moment, Qiao Mu opened the curtain and walked in.
"worn out."
"come over."
Fengjiang stood up. As soon as he finished speaking, people had already arrived in front of Qiao Mu.
He took her and walked to his place.
"Jiu'er."
Qiao Mu looked back at Feng Jiu'er, "Do you know who I just saw?"
