Chapter Ninety-Two: The effect of the medicine is too fucking fierce

The middle-aged man who looked like an old soldier said that Fan San was not lying, and Fan Wencheng didn't think that Fan San had any need to lie about this matter.

Even Fan San himself didn't feel that he was lying, because he was indeed telling the truth, as for saying that those people were Ming Jun, this was indeed what Doral said, and he didn't lie to anyone.

As for what clothes the opposing army wore and what weapons they used, these people didn't ask, he naturally wouldn't say it, let alone being threatened, even if no one threatened him, Fan San would never answer people's questions and unexpected words.

"The Ming army has won a big victory of such a scale, there will definitely be a military report." Fan Wencheng was the first to leave Fan San's side, and he got an answer that made him not so uncomfortable.

It is impossible for a horse thief to defeat more than a thousand Jianzhou warriors, he judged it this way from the beginning, and now it seems that he is not wrong.

Through the death of more than 1,000 soldiers, Fan Wencheng also proved one thing, Prince Shuorui's judgment was not wrong, there is a third force in the area of Naturalization City, but this third force is actually pretended by Lu Xiangsheng's subordinates.

It was Lu Xiangsheng himself who violated the military order of the military department to tighten the pass and not to provoke the border without permission, and privately sent a large army to sabotage the construction of the Naturalization City, and the more than 1,000 Jianzhou warriors were just guarding off the disaster for the Naturalization City.

Thinking about it this way, all the mysteries can be solved, and now, as long as the content of the good news reported by Lu Xiangsheng to the Ming Dynasty is obtained, then all the truths will be revealed to the world.

Fan Wencheng left, and the thin officer also left, only Fan Xiaoshan remained in front of Fan San's bed, staring at Fan San intently.

"Master......" Fan Sancai shouted to the master, and tears immediately rolled down.

Fan Xiaoshan thought of his son's broken body, remembered that his son didn't know how much pain it should have been stabbed by thieves, and tears oozed from the corners of his eyes.

It took a long time to say to Fan San: "How did you meet the young master?" ”

"Horse thief, horse thief, master, is a Mongolian horse thief, a Mongolian horse thief who kills God, the little one escaped from the Eile River, walked for a whole day and night, and finally found a broken house near Xiao Du Mountain, ready to rest there, I didn't expect it, master, the little one actually saw the horse thief killing the young master and them......

The little one couldn't help but shout, and the horse thieves chased after them, and the little ones had to turn around and run, but the poor little ones had been running for a day and a night, and they were caught by the horse thieves when they ran there. ”

Fan Xiaoshan looked at Fan San's eyes and said, "Go on." ”

"When the little one was caught, the young master, and Mr. Huiyue's servants fell to the ground, and the little one desperately called the young master, and the young master just lay on the ground without any movement at all......"

Fan San burst into tears when he said this, and Fan Xiaoshan also burst into tears, and couldn't help but choke up for a while.

"Sir, the thief tied me to a tree, whipped me, burned me with fire, and cut my flesh and bled me, saying that this might attract wolves...... Master, the young master's corpse is lying in front of me, and there is a wolf lying on it licking the blood...... Miserable...... The little one just broke free of the rope and didn't dare to stay longer, so he picked up the young master's corpse and ran, the old man ...... The little one couldn't run, so he dragged the young master's corpse and crawled back, and if he couldn't crawl, he rolled ...... Master, the little one brought the young master's body back to you......

Sir...... The little one almost couldn't go home......"

Fan San's words all talked about Fan Xiaoshan's sore spots, and when he thought that his son, who had always been afraid of pain, was so abused by those dead Mongolian horse thieves, and his body was almost fed to the wolf, Fan Xiaoshan finally couldn't help crying bitterly.

When he cried, the whole back house began to cry, and several women entered Fan San's house regardless of the rudeness, Fan Wenfang's mother Zhan even cried so much that she fainted twice, and when she woke up again, she actually took off a jade bracelet from her wrist and put it on the side of Fan San's pillow, sobbing and saying that it was a thank you gift.

"Take good care of your injuries, and when you are healed, go to the outer house to be a steward." Fan Xiaoshan really didn't want to see Fan San, a minion who always reminded him of sad things, and just wanted to send him away.

When things are figured out, Fan San's value doesn't exist.

First Fan Wencheng took the officer away, then Fan Xiaoshan also left, Fan Xiaoshan left, and the servant who served Fan San also left, when the doctor saw that Fan San didn't mean to give him the bracelet, he also left with the medicine box on his back.

Just when Fan San thought that he could sleep for two more days in this room that did not leak wind and rain, a little steward came in and commanded his wooden father and mother to carry him out of this guest room.

Lying on the thatched kang of the thatched house he was familiar with, Fan San actually felt very comfortable.

Looking at the two old men who could only mourn and cry, the old woman said, "What are you crying for, aren't I not dead?" ”

The honest Fan Er hurriedly wiped his tears with his sleeve and said, "It's good to come back, it's good to come back." ”

Fan San looked down at the jade bracelet in his hand, handed it to his mother and said, "Give it back to the third lady, we can't afford such a thing." ”

The mother lowered her head and said: "The housekeeper also said the same, saying that the master's family is polite, and those of us who are slaves and maids must know how to advance and retreat, and we can't let the master's family scatter wealth like this, and we will lose the family." ”

Fan San coughed and said: "I know, we are born in the family, it's funny to say, we are all the master's family wealth, and it is really useless and unreasonable for the family wealth to accept the family wealth."

Give it back to the third lady, go now, and say that I didn't touch the bracelet, and it was all wrapped in cloth. ”

Seeing his mother leave with the bracelet in her hand, Fan San thought of the beautiful young man who gave him ten taels of silver for no reason.

"Lao Tzu's life is worth at least ten taels of silver."

Fan San looked at the fishhook-like moon outside the window and muttered to himself.

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"Lu Xiangsheng is in Datong Mansion Xiaoyao Beach Formation and slashes Nu Dolal Jiala below one thousand and ninety-nine levels?"

Hong Chengchou, who was originally lying on the sickbed humming and chirping, turned over and stood up barefoot after hearing this military report.

"It can't be!"

Hong Chengchou exclaimed, and suddenly saw Yun Zhao who seemed to be smiling, so he pointed at him and said, "Tell me, what's going on?" ”

Yun Zhao said: "The military newspaper said very clearly, Lu Shuai won a great victory in Datong Xiaoyaotan!" ”

Hong Chengchou looked at Yun Zhao, immediately came to the front of the map, measured the distance from Datong City to Xiaoyao Beach with his fingers, and roared at Yun Zhao: "Elechuan? Datong City is more than 400 miles away from the Eilechuan River, and if Lu Xiangsheng wants to kill these 1,200 Jiannu overthrown generals, he can't do it without more than 6,000 soldiers and horses.

The slave chief has already gathered troops and horses in Kaipingwei, and he is about to knock at any time, at this time, where did Lu Xiangsheng dare to send heavy troops to break away from the city and fight with Jiannu four hundred miles away?

also fucking annihilated this group of Jiannu.

Yun Zhao, are you a fool to me? ”

Yun Zhao stood up angrily and shouted: "You are jealous and jealous, Lu Shuai has already built the heads of 1,199 Jiannu in Datong Mansion into a Jingguan, just waiting for you jealous guys to take a look, and then use this evidence to slap your old face." ”

Hong Chengchou was completely quiet, and said, "Okay, Lu Shuai is good, Lu Shuai is croaking, Lu Shuai is amazing, don't jump."

I, Hong Chengchou, think that I am inferior, and I am amazed, goodbye Lu Shuai, a certain family must bow to Lu Shuai.

The question is whether you have thought about it, at this time, you planted a false accusation to Lu Shuai, and you still let him live?

Do you know that Your Majesty is thirsting for victory and already longing for the Demon Barrier, now it's okay, Lu Shuai suddenly showed His Majesty 1,200 Jiannu heads, aren't you afraid that the medicinal properties of this medicine are too strong, and your Majesty will not know the southeast and northwest, thinking that the great opportunity to counterattack Jiannu is just around the corner? ”

Yun Zhao shook his head and said, "It's just 1,200 Jiannu heads......"

Hong Chengchou rolled his eyes and said, "One thousand two hundred Jiannu heads, that's it?" How many Jiannu do you think Marshal Yuan Chonghuan killed in Ningyuan?

Two hundred!

How many people do you think died in the Sarhu war against Jiannu?

The casualties are less than 5,000, remember, the casualties are less than 5,000, according to the old example of five wounded soldiers dying and one death, the number of Jiannu killed on the battlefield is only a thousand!

You come and tell me, are you sure that these heads are from the real Jiannu, and there are no armored slaves from them? ”

Yun Zhao said: "Their leader is Doral, Hailancha is said to be the nobleman among the Jiannu, and this person is under the command of the three Niu Lu Ezhen of his own clan, so ah......"

"Therefore, the people who died this time were all real Jiannu...... God, if there are twenty more such victories, Lao Tzu will dare to drive his troops to Shengjing! ”