Zhang Wu, who was unconscious, felt a sensation of dampness and heat on his face, and slowly opened his eyes.
A pale face that had just spitted out tea covered her vision, which made the boy startled:
"Uncle Six?"
"Shh..."
Ma Liu quickly made a gesture of silence, signaling not to speak out.
Zhang Wu looked around and saw that he was in the class room and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, I didn't carry you to the battlefield...
"Uncle Six, are they all gone?"
"I have been walking for two days and two nights, and no one has come back yet."
Ma Liu sighed, suddenly breathed a chill, and his whole face twitched in pain.
Zhang Wu looked down and saw that the other party had a large circle of white cloth wrapped around his right leg, soaked in blood. He couldn't help but feel a little shocked.
"It's cruel enough!"
In order not to go to the battlefield, Ma Liu almost destroyed his entire right leg.
"Uncle Six, please lie down quickly."
Zhang Wu quickly helped the other party lie down.
Ma Liu complained:
"Hutulong is not a son of man. I am useless to take care of him so much on weekdays, but he is so cruel."
"Is this injury cut by Hutu Long?"
Zhang Wu was stunned.
Ma Liu nodded and said:
"Who else can I get rid of him? When I saw you being knocked out, I rushed up and wanted to cut him. As a result, this guy had the skill of using the sword without hands, so he took the knife and came to me. If I hadn't reacted quickly, my waist would have been
Sorry.”
"This guy is really a wolf-hearted person."
Zhang Wu pretended to be angry, as if he was the one who was being cut off.
Seeing that he was indignant, but his acting skills were poor, Ma Liu suddenly burst into laughter:
"Brother Wu, you have to practice your acting skills. You can think that I am lying, but it is wrong to show it on your face."
Regardless of the embarrassed look on the boy's face, Ma Liu taught:
"You have to remember that even the closest person should not explain your details. You must keep your mouth and heart in the face of the word."
"Whoever asks, the knife was taken away by Hutulong."
"I am obviously concerned about Da Kun and want to go into battle to kill the enemy, but I am seriously injured in order to save my colleagues. It's not that I don't want to serve the country, but I'm powerless, do you understand?"
“…”
Zhang Wu went from being surprised to his serious expression, and understood the other party's painstaking efforts. He only took a moment to sincerely clasp his fists:
"Thank you for your teaching, Xiao Wu will keep your words in mind."
"Just understand. I see that you and your Uncle Jun say anything, so I have to remind you more: You can be sincere in dealing with people and things, but you must be careful."
Ma Liu said earnestly:
"There is still a day when father and son rebel, and the master and disciple also betray him. You can have a heart-to-heart talk with others, but you can't reveal your secrets and put yourself in a dangerous situation."
"Xiao Wu understands."
Zhang Wu responded solemnly and began to help the other party deal with the wound.
A whole day passed in a blink of an eye. There was a whirring black wind outside the window, and the north wind blew the white grass on the ground, and the sky prison was terriblely quiet.
After eating the hard cake and punching several times, Zhang Wu was sweating all over, and he was still very depressed.
It’s not a good feeling to be a deserter. If you lose control of the external situation, you will suffer in your heart.
"Uncle Six, why don't I go to the prison to see if the prisoners didn't eat for three days, and they would probably starve to death."
"You have pity them now, and you have given them a cake and saved their lives. Do you know what will happen when your Uncle Jun comes back?"
Ma Liu closed his eyes and rested, but did not open his eyes.
Zhang Wu asked blankly:
"It shouldn't be so?"
"Some prisoners will sue you for a crime of rebirth and will not wake up and participate in the battle. They will be released from prison for their merits in reporting, but what will happen?"
Ma Liu's words hit the boy's heart like a heavy hammer, making Zhang Wu's back instantly covered with fine beads of sweat, and his heart was chilled.
What can those dying people in prison do to survive?
Benevolence, righteousness, morality, and bottom line of being a human being can all be broken through.
Repaying kindness and revenge is just a fuck.
Besides, you just gave me a cake.
On weekdays, prisoners are rushing to punish and punish them at every turn. Which prisoner does not hold grudges?
"Even the Heavenly Prison is so dangerous, let alone the officialdom, and the world?"
Zhang Wu was stunned for a while before muttering:
"Uncle Jun and the others will not be able to come back?"
"The rest are hard to say."
Ma Liu said:
"But your Uncle Jun will not go to the battlefield. The soldiers need logistics supplies and need to eat. Your Uncle Jun is a good cook, and your Uncle Zhan is also very skilled in medical treatment. Unless the city is broken, they will have no worries about their lives."
The two were chatting, and suddenly there was a burst of noisy and cheers, and the whole capital seemed to be shaking.
A sound of laughter came from the yard, which made Ma Liu sit up suddenly, and said in disbelief:
"Win?"
Then his expression changed:
"Let's lie down."
Zhang Wu jumped and smashed himself on the wooden bed with a bang, lying straight.
Ma Liu slapped his wound hard, and his face twisted in pain. When the prisoners lifted the bamboo curtain and entered the door, they asked immediately:
"Have the barbarian soldiers retreated?"
"Sixth Master, we won!"
The jailers were covered in blood and could not hide the excitement in their eyes.
"Really hold on?"
Ma Liu also grinned in pain.
Tang Zhan was covered in dust and his eyes were covered in blood. Obviously, he hadn't closed his eyes in the past three days, but he said with a smile:
"The barbarians have been defeated and have all retreated. They are unable to invade my Dakun again within a few years."
"real?"
Ma Liu said incrediblely:
"What the hell is going on? The barbarians cannot break the city, so they should cut off the water source and trap us. How could they retreat?"
"this……"
Tang Zhan looked at Ma Liu's wound awkwardly, not knowing how to speak.
Or the other jailer said:
"It's Hutulong."
Zhang Wu's eyes trembled on the bed.
Ma Liu was surprised and said:
"What's wrong with him?"
"Three days ago, Hutulong got the antidote from Ruojin San, saying that it would take two days to recover his skills, but at that time the barbarians had already attacked the city head, so there was no time for him to recover. Under the threat, he had to jump off the city wall
He entered the battle, but as expected, this guy broke through a hole and ran away."
Liu Zhengjun lifted the curtain and entered:
"The battle was fierce at that time, and no one cared about him, nor did he expect him to help defend the city. He defended himself for three days. Just as the city gate was about to be broken by a siege hammer, Hutulong appeared again."
Tang Zhan said in a low voice:
"It was him who broke through the barbarian army's formation and killed the barbarian army's center with blood, and killed the barbarian king with one force."
"The Barbarian King was killed?"
Ma Liu's eyes widened and took a breath.
The Barbarian King is the same as Dakun's emperor. He was personally led by the army and was beheaded in the formation. How could the ministers below have the intention to fight again?
Besides, the sons of the Man Wang family are not easy to save money. They will definitely have civil strife and fight for the throne. Da Kun has a chance to breathe.
Zhang Wu on the bed was sad and could no longer pretend. He sat up anxiously and asked:
"What about Hutulong?"
"Kill the Queen of Barbarians, maybe it's because of the exhaustion of internal strength-"
The class room fell silent, and the face of each jailer was extremely complicated, with respect, admiration and ashamed.