What is Golden Juice?

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Burning the gold juice is certainly not to make the dung more fragrant and tasty, but to make it more aggressive and toxic.

Compared to other tools used to defend the city, gold juice is the most vicious, and the smell is only one aspect.

Once that thing is splashed on the body, it is extremely corrosive, and if you don't get it right, it will be a festering wound and infection, and you will end up dying.

Therefore, in the eyes of some generals, they would rather be killed on the spot than be irrigated with gold juice and die, after all, it is not good to say that it is good to say.

Imagine that decades later, when someone asks the descendants of the fallen in battle: "How did your father go back then?" ”

At least let the child puff up his chest proudly and say: "My father is for the world, for the people, the horse leather shroud, died under the knife and gun, but he has no regrets in his life!" ”

Everyone will definitely give a thumbs up and praise the real hero.

You can't let your child say, "My father is for the world, for the people, let the dung splash to death." ”

Everyone will definitely give a thumbs up and praise: "This is also a hero!" ”

But this hero is definitely not another hero.

It's an end that can't even be tolerated.

When Huang Zhong turned his head, a part of his body accidentally emerged from under the shield, and the scoop of hot gold juice poured down from top to bottom.

A large part of the gold juice was blocked by the shield, but a part of it splashed on the back of his bare neck because of Huang Zhong's sudden twist.

At this moment, he only glared at Huang Zhong in pain, and the palm of his hand holding the ladder loosened, and he fell directly down from the ladder.

Fortunately, there were soldiers below who were always paying attention to Huang Zhong's eastward direction, and everyone stepped forward one after another and hurriedly caught Huang Zhong so that he did not fall to the ground.

"General, how are you!" A Jinling soldier shouted.

Huang Zhong touched the burned part with his hand, which not only hurt, but also smelled so foul that it was unbearable.

He looked up and looked up, knowing that his morale was too much of an impact, and the enemy was well prepared, and it would be useless to attack again, so he waved his hand and said, "Let's retreat for the time being." ”

……

attacked Handan, not only did he not take the city, but Huang Zhong himself was also injured by the golden juice, and the gains outweighed the losses.

From this point of view, the preparation of Draw and Zhang is really sufficient and tight, and it is not easy to attack.

Huang Zhong was taken back to the main camp, and the potters learned of his situation and came to visit him in person.

"General Huang, are you okay with your injuries?" The potter looked at Huang Zhong, who was lying on the bed with thick herbs on his neck, and asked with concern.

Huang Zhong's face turned a little red, and he said to the pottery merchant in shame: "The old man was not good in the first battle, and I ask the prime minister to punish him." ”

"Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and Handan City's preparations are indeed much stricter than we imagined.

Huang Zhong saw that the potter did not blame, and also said comfort, his heart was moved, and he wanted to thank the potter, but when he moved slightly, he felt an indescribable pain in his neck.

Just when the pottery merchant and Huang Zhong, who was lying on the bed, were studying how to attack Handan and defeat Zhao and Zhang, they saw Pei Qian walking in and said to the pottery merchant: "Prime Minister, Huang Gongzi is here." ”

The potter didn't react for a while.

"Which Huang Gongzi?"

Huang Zhong hurriedly said: "Prime Minister, it's the unfilial son under the old man's knees!" ”

The potter was stunned when he heard this, and then suddenly thought about it, and his mind flashed Huang Xu, who was in the Huangfu at the beginning, and his heart was extremely weak.

What is that kid doing here?

Facing the potter's inquiring gaze, Huang Zhong said embarrassedly: "Prime Minister, do you remember?" The old man once discussed with you that once the child recovers from his illness, let him come to serve before the battle...... Now that he has recovered from his illness, this time it was the old man who summoned him to the front of the battle, wanting the prime minister to give him a chance to serve the country. ”

The potter's impression of Huang Xu is very general, and he only remembers that in addition to being a sick man, he also cries and wipes tears at every turn, and his psychological tolerance is extremely weak.

How should such a person be used?

But Huang Zhong's words were all on this, and the potter was embarrassed and couldn't refuse.

"Let him come." The potter instructed Pei Qiandao.

Pei Qian took the order and left, and led Huang Xu to the front of the potter and Huang Zhong when he was young.

Huang Xu had a major operation, and although he has recovered for a long time, his face is still pale, skinny, and looks like he can fall down when the wind blows.

"Father!"

As soon as Huang Xu saw Huang Zhong lying on the bed, the tears in his eyes flowed out, he ran to Huang Zhong's bed, and suddenly pounced on Huang Zhong's body, and said, "Father! Y-What's wrong with you? Don't leave your children alone! ”

As soon as Huang Zhong saw Huang Xu's bear-like appearance, he was angry.

"You shut up for the old man! What to cry about! The old man is not dead yet! You straighten up your back and talk to the old man! Like a person! ”

Huang Xu raised his hand to wipe his tears, and sobbed: "Doesn't the child care about you?" How did you get hurt? What kind of injuries did you suffer? Arrow wound or knife wound? ”

Huang Zhong's face turned red when he heard this.

The old man was also a little arrogant, and he was really embarrassed to tell his son that he was injured by dung.

But unfortunately, there are some things that cannot be hidden.

Huang Xu saw the white wound cloth on Huang Zhong's neck, and stretched out his head to take a look.

After watching it for a long time, he saw Huang Xu sniffing vigorously, frowning and saying, "Father, why does your wound smell of?" ”

Huang Zhong finally couldn't bear it anymore, and reached out to push Huang Xu away, almost not turning him around.

"Bastard, what a lot of! I haven't seen the prime minister yet. ”

Huang Xuyi turned his head, bowed deeply to the potter, and said, "I've seen the prime minister." ”

The potter smiled awkwardly.

The child is quite simple.

Huang Zhong turned his head to look at the potter: "Prime Minister, what do you think of this child?" ”

"Han was promoted to power and recuperated from his injuries, Huang Xu's military position was taught to me, you can rest assured."

Huang Zhong said gratefully: "Thank you Prime Minister for your kindness." ”

When they were young, the two walked out of the tent where Huang Zhong was resting and returned to the potter's tent.

Looking at this crying, fragile and weak young man, the potter felt a little difficult in his heart.

What position should such a child be assigned to him?

"Huang Xu, what have you been doing since you were a child, and who did you learn from?" The potter began to inquire about Huang Xu's academic qualifications.

Huang Xu replied truthfully: "The things I know are all taught by my father, and I have been in private school for a few years, and I am not very proficient, mainly to learn the art of war and martial arts with my father, but then I got sick, and now it has been abandoned for a while." ”

Seeing that Huang Xu was still relatively humble, Tao Shang said: "Then what rank do you think you can hold?" ”

Huang Xu scratched his head and said, "Doesn't the military rank have to be earned by military merits?" How can you choose an official as soon as you come up? ”

After listening to Huang Xu's answer, the potter was still quite satisfied.

At least this kid is quite upright in the three levels.

At this time, Ah Fei hurriedly came to the pottery merchant's handsome tent and said, "Prime Minister, I heard that my father-in-law is sick......

Before he could finish speaking, he and Huang Xu's eyes met.

"Is that you?" Ah Fei said in surprise: "Virtuous brother? ”

As soon as Huang Xu saw Ah Fei, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he almost cried out again when he saw it like that.

"You, you! Aren't you the bastard who robbed me of my father? Why aren't you dead yet! ”

"Brother, are you cured?"

"You go, I don't want to see you!"

"Brother, how is my father's injury? Have you met your father? ”

"You go! There you go! Who is your father and who is your brother! Get lost! Get lost! ”