(Thank you very much to my old brother "Qingqingmao" who came from the Song Dynasty for his generous support and monthly ticket support.)
Sitting weakly on the soft couch, Xue Qiluo shook his head and said solemnly: "This is strange. Could it be that it's not a bad stomach, but a plague!"
"Little Chief, it's going to be dark soon, it's time for you to have your meal." A soldier reminded carefully.
"What did you do just now? Why didn't I see you?" Xue Qiluo asked with a frown.
The soldier was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and said: "I'm sorry, little chief, I just felt sick to my stomach, go..."
"Okay, needless to say, I get it. Well! Why are there so few soldiers outside my tent? Do you feel sick to your stomach too?" Before the soldier could finish speaking, Xue Qiluo said with a wry smile.
interrupt.
"Little Chief Mingjian, many of our brothers seem to be suffering from bad stomachs, with non-stop diarrhea, and some serious cases have begun to have fevers. They don't have any strength in their bodies, as if they have lost all time!" The soldier reported truthfully with a grimace.
"Well, what did the military shaman say?" Xue Qiluo asked with a gloomy face.
"The shaman himself also had diarrhea, and because he was weak, it was especially severe. He started to have a fever. He was lying in the tent and couldn't even get out of bed." The soldier could feel the anger in Xue Qiluo's heart and did not dare to look more.
, said with his head lowered.
"Go down and rest!" Xue Qiluo waved his hand and sent the soldiers away, but in his heart, he felt more and more uneasy.
As a wise man, he had already relied on his intuition to feel that there was some kind of danger approaching him quickly. But what exactly was this danger? Where did it come from? He could not judge clearly based on his intuition alone.
With an uneasy mood, I handled military affairs, enjoyed delicious food, and inspected the camp. Before it was over, I felt uncomfortable in my stomach again. I ran for four or five times and lay down before I could eat all the food. However, I had almost no strength left in my body, and I was exhausted.
He fell asleep. However, it seemed that not long after he closed his eyes, he saw Wang Junlin holding a horse spear and stabbing him in the face!
The close soldiers fell to the ground one after another, and the loyal and brave Centurions and Thousands of Centurions were also separated and surrounded by the enemy troops, unable to turn around to protect them.
"Come on, come on!" With his bare hands, he was forced to the edge of the cliff by Wang Junlin. He had to raise his voice and shout to his subordinates for help. However, he saw a blood-red strange horse suddenly opened its mouth and became strange in an instant.
It was so huge that it swallowed his head in one bite.
"Ah——" Xue Qiluo screamed and sat up, with cold sweat rolling down his forehead and temples.
"Catch the assassin!" The soldiers on duty were frightened. They quickly drew their scimitars and rushed in from the outside. The two soldiers who were waiting closely also rushed forward with their swords and protected them to the death.
Around the bed.
However, when they saw Xue Qiluo's pale face and dull eyes, everyone realized that their little chief had a nightmare. Assassins did not exist at all, and devils only hid in the hearts of people.
"Ah, my head is so heavy!" Xue Qiluo grabbed the cloth towel beside the pillow and quickly wiped the sweat on his head. Then he held his sleepy forehead with his fingers and asked loudly: "What time is it outside?
, is there any unusual movement?"
"Little Chief, it's already been two quarters, everything has been fine all night!" The leader of the soldiers bowed and reported in a low voice.
"Ah, I have slept for so long! Why didn't you wake me up earlier!" Xue Qiluo was shocked. He turned his legs and got out of bed with his clothes on. There was a feeling of weakness and weakness, which quickly spread throughout his body. He was stunned.
He was stunned, and decisively held the edge of the bed with his other hand. "Send the order, at midnight, all generals and heads of departments will go to the central army to discuss matters."
"Yes!" The leader of the soldiers did not doubt that he was there, bowed and saluted, then went to the bedside to get a command arrow, and left quickly.
"You all should go down and get a basin of hot water so that I can cleanse my face and change my clothes." Xue Qiluo took off the hand from his forehead again, waved it calmly, and sent the soldiers away.
You must hold on, the general is the courage of the three armies. If he shows the slightest discomfort at this juncture, it will not only cause chaos in the morale of the army, but also make the leaders have evil intentions. In that case, let alone capture Shifeng Village.
Even if you want to kill Wang Junlin and lead everyone to evacuate Sui Dynasty safely, it will be difficult to reach the sky.
Fortunately, he always kept his word and had great prestige, so the soldiers did not think elsewhere. They also agreed loudly and turned around to retreat. Xue Qiluo gritted his teeth and persisted, gritting his teeth and holding on, and finally made it to the house.
All the soldiers withdrew. Immediately, their arms trembled suddenly, and with a sound of "Bang!", they fell heavily into the soft wool.
"God of Immortality!" Xue Qiluo repeatedly rubbed his heavy forehead with his hands and screamed in his heart. He had no diarrhea in the morning and no fever in the evening. On the first night of the attack on Shifeng Village, he had diarrhea and fever again.
He had already been defeated miserably by Wang Junlin once. If he returned defeated again after his father sent 20,000 reinforcements, his position as a minor chief (equivalent to the first heir to the great chief) might not be guaranteed after he returned.
"No, we can't retreat. We must find a way to persevere to the end and insist on leveling Shifeng Village. Even if I go to war wrapped in several layers of sheepskin, I can't make it easy for King Junlin!" After thinking about it, repeatedly weighing the importance, Xue Qiluo insisted again.
Sit up and get dressed yourself.
The two confidants who usually served him in daily life came back with hot water. Hearing the commotion, they trotted in to wait on him, but they were pushed aside by him and were not allowed to approach him. This was not done out of precaution, but because he
I firmly believe that when a person is just sick, it is best to move his hands and feet more. Otherwise, the more he rests, the weaker his limbs will be, and eventually he will be completely bedridden.
It's a pity that his idea is very correct, and the self-rescue method he adopts seems to be consistent with some medical principles. However, the clothes that can usually be hooked up with just one finger are now as heavy as if they were cast from lead water.
Everything weighed more than a thousand pounds. Just after changing into his underwear and sheepskin trousers, Xue Qiluo was so tired that his eyes turned black and he was sweating profusely. The muscles in his thighs, calves and arms seemed to have been poisoned by an unknown poison.
, while trembling non-stop.
"Gurgling, gurgle, gurgle..." There was clearly a brazier in the room, and the fire was glowing with red light, but Xue Qiluo started to swing, and kept tapping his upper and lower teeth. The two close soldiers were frightened.
The spirit of the deceased was so great that he rushed forward to help him. This time, Xue Qiluo did not dare to support himself alone anymore, and allowed the two of them to support his body. While lying on the bed, he murmured: "Don't.
Don't tell anyone. Otherwise, I will kill you."
At this moment, I suddenly heard a "bang!" sound. A man rushed into the tent and rushed to Xue Qiluo's bed in three or two steps. Without even looking carefully, he loudly reported at the top of his voice: "Little Chief,
Unfortunately, the leaders of Huangyang and Fengluo tribes all fell down. In the whole camp, at least one-third of the brothers started to have diarrhea. Some of the people who started to have diarrhea started to have fever and were even bedridden.
, the shaman suspects that an epidemic has broken out, please ask the little chief to deal with it quickly!"