Chapter 2890 The nephew should not say such words, even if the dog is wrapped in horse leather
"Brother Chu Bi, isn't it too much?"
Behind Cheng Chubi, Li Siwen, who was wrapped like a human body, was sitting on a stretcher placed on the deck.
He looked at the gauze on his chest and right arm with a dark expression.
Just looking at his appearance, one might have thought that his chest and abdomen were severely injured, and his arm was broken in two.
By the way, there is also my own head, which is also wrapped in the thick gauze at this moment, Tianzhu style.
Cheng Chubi turned his head and saw the seven or eight stretchers placed behind him. On each stretcher lay a good brother who looked so reluctant.
There were still a few people standing on the deck, but their necks were wrapped in bloody gauze or their arms were hung in front of their chests.
Anyway, they definitely looked like a group of outstanding young people who could not get out of the line of fire even if they were slightly injured. Cheng Chubi glared at Li Siwen angrily and said.
"What's too much? The victory document compiled by Mr. Cheng, you guys wish you were covered in scars and missing arms and legs.
It's a good time. For the sake of my brothers, I asked you to show off your talents, but in the end, you were all gibbering even though you were pretending..."
Facing the storm of spit from Brother Chu Bi, Li Siwen couldn't bear it and quickly wiped his face to express surrender.
"Chengchengcheng, brother Chu Bi, please stop nagging. Thank you very much for your hard work, brother Chu Bi. I hope you won't say anything."
As for the other brothers, they all looked at the various wrapped injuries with playful faces, and even commented on each other whose injury looked more severe.
Cheng Chubi didn't have time to pay attention to these idle brothers, but stretched his neck to look at the dock.
Soon I saw many familiar old faces standing on the pier, all stretching their necks and pointing towards Cheng Sanlang and the others.
Soon, Cheng Sanlang saw the ferocious old faces of the group of military officials, the biological fathers of his old brothers, who showed serious emotions.
This made Cheng Sanlang, who originally wanted to be the first to step off the boat and approach everyone cheering and applauding, suddenly feel nervous.
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Come, come, the giant ship Cheng Sanlang was on finally docked slowly at the pier.
All the waiting people stretched their necks anxiously and looked at the ship's side which was far higher than the dock.
Then, the heavy disembarking cart with big wheels on the side was pushed forward and came close to the side of the ship.
Then, a group of important military officials saw that the first person to appear was not Cheng Sanlang, the hero who destroyed the Japanese.
Instead, Xue Ding was supported by a soldier, walking heavily, with one arm hanging on his chest with a cloth strip, and his neck was wrapped in bleeding gauze.
"Big nephew!" When they saw their eldest nephew Xue Ding for the first time, Xue Wanche and Xue Wanjun's eyes immediately turned red.
"Third uncle, fourth uncle... Why are you here too?" Xue Ding couldn't help but feel happy when he saw these two elders, and shouted out with great enthusiasm.
Hearing such a sound, the Xue brothers felt a little relieved and hurried forward to meet him. Xue Wanche looked at his arm and asked distressedly.
"Is it folded badly?"
"Third uncle, this is not the place to talk. Let's go over there." Fortunately, Xue Ding had already made an explanation. If he wanted to tell the truth, he must stay away.
After the uncle and nephew came to the side, Xue Ding said softly.
"My nephew just has a bruise on his neck, and his arm was hit by a Japanese dog through the armor, so it's just a bruise."
Xue Wanche and Xue Wanjun stared blankly at the gauze hanging around his neck, which was obviously stained with blood.
"You kid, are you really lying?"
Xue Ding had no choice but to quickly and flexibly move the five fingers of his right arm hanging in front of his chest, and whispered softly.
"This is all the work of brother Chu Bi. If you two uncles don't believe it, wait until I turn around and my nephew will dismantle this thing and show it to you."
"Then my uncle heard that Liu Renjing's stomach was torn open by Japanese pirates, and even his intestines were exposed. Is that also a lie?"
"Then Liu Renjing did get a stab in his stomach, which made a big gash, but it didn't break his abdomen. But everyone thinks..."
Here, the three Xue family members were beeping and cooing. Over there, every young hero who looked seriously injured would find a secluded place with his elders to quietly beep and coo after getting off the boat.
Seeing such a strange scene, the officials from the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple who had been ordered by His Majesty to receive him were all confused.
I don't understand why these high-ranking officials have such strange expressions when they face their tragically injured children and grandchildren.
Li Ji looked at his son Li Siwen who was lying shyly on the stretcher and gave him an awkward yet polite smile, and glanced at the sky in confusion.
Well, it seems that I really underestimated Cheng Sanlang's spring and autumn brushwork, which is really frustrating.
"Okay, come here, take the young master back to recover from his injuries, and let me stay in the house well, okay?"
Hearing his father's threatening warning look, and knowing very well that his "injury" must not be revealed, Li Siwen quickly nodded frantically.
At this time, this writer and editor who devoted himself to his friends and wrote the cruel war into the highly readable "The Romance of Cheng Sanlang and the Brothers to Fight the Japanese", Cheng Sanlang finally came under the spotlight.
Appears at the side of the ship.
A group of civil and military ministers looked at Cheng Sanlang, who was all beard and tail, without any bandage on his body, and he was dressed in rich clothes and brocade robes.
Take another look at the group of nephews who are swaying here and there. They are either lying on stretchers, holding crutches, or being supported. One or two martial arts disciples are covered in bloody gauze.
Instantly, I felt more and more that Cheng Sanlang was indeed the most blessed general in the Tang Dynasty.
Feeling such a strong contrast, King Qi Li Ke's eyelids jumped wildly, and the wounded friends saw Cheng Sanlang getting off the boat with square steps.
I couldn't help but have the urge to rush forward and throw this thing into the sea to refresh myself.
After Cheng Chubi strode off the battleship, he wiped his face, showed an expression that looked extremely guilty and regretful, and saluted the senior martial arts elders.
Yawen library
"Uncles and brothers, you fought hard for the country, and everyone was injured. It is really Cheng's fault..."
Facing Cheng Sanlang, who had gotten a good deal and behaved well, he glanced at his son who looked like a man's flesh, but was actually just a little bit oily.
Li Ji pointed at Cheng Sanlang dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to control his emotions. He put on an expression of sigh and sigh, but also expressed great comfort, and stepped forward to support Cheng Sanlang.
"My dear nephew, please don't say such things. In battles on the battlefield, swords and swords have no eyes. As long as I, Wu Ben of the Tang Dynasty, can win and return, even if the dog is wrapped in horse leather..."