"They should be able to arrive after the hour today." Zhao Yusheng thought for a moment before responding: "Temporarily arrange for them to stay in the village closest to here, leaving the brothers to guard them."
"There is a banker's land there, let them do it themselves, and they will not starve to death."
"Yeah." Feng Jiuer nodded.
"His Royal Highness, how do you plan to reply to the letter?" Zhao Yusheng asked.
"We have to look at the situation, arrange the people in the afternoon, and then think of a solution."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jiuer turned around and walked towards the pile of medicinal materials on the other side.
Zhao Yusheng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
…
Nanmen Zhuo led his soldiers and escorted the surrendered troops to the place designated by Zhao Yusheng. It was already the end of Shen Shi.
He left some soldiers to guard him and took the rest of the people to leave the long-abandoned village.
There were more than a thousand people, more or less, and the brothers organized for a full hour to get everyone settled.
Under the supervision of his brothers, the soldiers began to go to the stream to fetch water for cooking.
No one expected that more than a thousand people would vomit after eating, including some soldiers in Nanmen Zhuo.
When the soldiers who went out came back, almost everyone in the village showed no signs of life.
With a frightened look on his face, the soldier rushed to the camp with those who were still alive.
In the camp, Feng Jiuer and everyone were still discussing how to reply to Zhan Yuheng.
But unexpectedly, a soldier hurried in.
"It's not good, young master, it's not good." As soon as he entered the tent, the soldier knelt on the ground.
Nanmen Zhuo recognized the brother he had left behind and immediately stood up.
"What happened?"
The soldier looked up at him, shivered for a while, and then said softly: "The surrendered soldiers...were all poisoned, and there were countless casualties."
"Even among our brothers, dozens of people were poisoned. The poisoning was not serious, and only a few of them were still breathing. We brought them back."
After hearing the soldier's words, Feng Jiuer and others stood up.
"Nanmen Zhuo, Zhao Yusheng and Xiao Yingtao come with me. Xing Zizhou, the poisoned brother is in your hands."
"Okay." Xing Zizhou nodded, said nothing more, and walked out immediately.
"If something like this happens, there is no need to hand over the letter for the time being. We will wait until the matter is confirmed." Feng Jiuer's voice sounded again.
"The news will reach the prince's ears soon. Qiao Mu will immediately make arrangements and be ready to fight."
"Yes." Qiao Mu nodded in response.
Soon, everyone in the tent left.
Feng Jiu'er, Nanmen Zhuo, Zhao Yusheng, and Xiao Yingtao drove their horses for less than half an hour under the setting sun, and finally arrived at the village where the surrendered troops were located.
"Little Cherry, let's see if anyone is alive." As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jiuer jumped off the horse.
"Yes." Little Cherry nodded and immediately got off the horse.
Nanmen Zhuo and Zhao Yusheng also quickly dismounted.
In the village, countless bodies fell outside every yard.
Feng Jiuer walked into a small courtyard and immediately knelt down to check the breath of the poisoned person.
Unfortunately, among the dozens of people in the entire courtyard, no one survived.
Even if he is an enemy soldier, as a doctor, Feng Jiuer will not miss any opportunity to save people.
One courtyard, two courtyards, as she walked past, her expression became more solemn.
Finally, in a hut, she saw a man sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Without saying anything, Feng Jiuer immediately went over and stuffed a pill into the man's mouth.
The man opened his eyes and resisted a little, but he didn't even have the ability to spit out the pills.
His body was shaky, as if he would fall down at any moment.
"If you don't want to die, swallow it." Feng Jiuer was sitting on the ground with a silver needle in her hand.
The man looked at Feng Jiu'er again, swallowed the pill hard, and closed his eyes.
When Feng Jiuer inserted the silver needle into the acupuncture point on his head, the man still resisted a little, but he just moved his eyes and he fell down.
Feng Jiu'er seemed to have known for a long time that he would fall. She held the silver needle with one hand and gently supported the man with the other hand.
The man fell to the ground and frowned.
Feng Jiuer didn't stop at all. After inserting another silver needle into his head, she put her hands on his collar.
Feng Jiuer probably didn't have time to pay attention to the man's discomfort, so she opened his collar with a casual force.
"Don't be angry. Being angry now will only make the toxins in your body move around faster."
"The poison you have been poisoned is very serious, and I may not be able to guarantee your life. You'd better lie down obediently."
Men in ancient times were relatively reserved. Even if they showed a little bit of their breasts, they would look like they were desperate. Feng Jiuer had long been used to it.
In order to calm him down, she had to say a few words.
"If I remember correctly, you are General Cai."
"Whether you believe it or not, I did not inflict the poison. I just made an agreement with the prince to see if we could postpone this battle, but something happened unexpectedly."
"The poison probably wasn't caused by the prince. He traded ten days with me for your lives. It doesn't seem like he doesn't take you seriously."
While talking, Feng Jiuer continued to give the man acupuncture and massage.
She knew that the other person had not completely passed out, and she did not want him to pass out now.
"As for who poisoned me, I don't know yet, but it's obvious that the person who poisoned me really wants a fight between me and the prince."
Feng Jiuer sneered and shook her head.
"With so many casualties, the prince will definitely be very angry. This battle is inevitable."
"The move of poisoning people should not be too perfect."
With a slight sigh, Feng Jiuer lifted the fallen man up and hit him hard on the door behind him.
With a "poof" sound, General Cai vomited a mouthful of black blood all over the floor.
However, Feng Jiuer still didn't stop and hit him hard on the back door.
Another mouthful of black blood spat out from General Cai's mouth.
When Xiaoyingtao, Nanmenzhuo and Zhao Yusheng strode in, almost the entire ground in the hut was covered in black blood.
"Jiu'er, did you find a survivor?" Xiaoying looked at the two people sitting on the ground and took a breath.
"The rest of the people have no breath at all and died of poisoning."
Xiaoying's words were within Feng Jiuer's expectations.
Even the most powerful general in martial arts can hardly survive it, let alone others.
"What did you find?" her deep voice sounded, and together with Zhao Yusheng, they put General Cai down on the ground.
"After inspection, all the meals were poisonous. It seems that the other party started in the water source."
The guard who stood by the door and did not dare to come in whispered: "General Feng, it is the water in the creek."
"But the creek is living water, how can it be poisonous?"
"While it's not completely dark yet, go upstream to check the situation." Feng Jiuer was still trying to save people.
She knew that even if she saved the people in her hands, she still couldn't change the fact that the war started, but she didn't want to give up.
