Chapter Seventy-Seven: Xu Chu's Doubts

Yuan Yun now feels that he is a big mallet, it is difficult to even move his fingers, he vomited until his intestines were green in the morning, and he was put down from the pillar by Xu Biao's bastard, and when he came back, he lay on the bed and retched without taking a bath, and then fell asleep inexplicably. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Yuan Yun looked at the top of the camp tent and his eyes were a little dull, he began to miss Qing'er infinitely in his heart, if Qing'er was in him, he wouldn't be so stinky, at least someone who came back last night could serve him to take a bath, damn, it really stinks, he can't breathe, Yuan Yun feels that if he stays in his tent any longer, he will definitely be stinky to death by himself, if he really dies like this, he will definitely become a wonder for the ages, Cao Ang and Xu Yi and a few of them will definitely laugh at their funerals.

After walking out of the tent, he was suddenly stabbed in the eyes by the sunset sun in front of him, Yuan Yun only felt dizzy, and stood firm on the edge of the tent slightly, the feeling of turning over the river and the sea in his stomach still existed, but it was amazing that even if he thought of those stumps and broken arms in his mind, he would not vomit, could it be said that he got used to it after sleeping for a day?

Just when Yuan Yun was happy about his growth, he saw Dian Man coming to him with a half-baked leg of mutton in his mouth, looking at the leg of mutton that was still a little scarlet flesh and blood, wow, Yuan Yun spit out his stomach, the food he ate yesterday had already been vomited clean, so now he can only vomit out these things similar to Qing Shui.

"I vomited so many things, and I slept for another day, now I should get something to pad my stomach, or this leg of lamb will be eaten for Brother Yuan first, and I will go to the cook to get one."

"Vomit ......"

"Brother Yuan, don't you really want it? You see this leg of lamb, half-cooked, this kind of taste is the best, tender and smooth, and the mouth is chewy......"

"Get out!"

When it was time for dinner, Yuan Yun finally got some millet, and then boiled a pot of porridge, now only this light thing is the most appetizing, and it is estimated that the meat or something will have to wait a few more days. When I drank the porridge, I couldn't help but think of the beheaded captives in the morning, some of whom were about the same age as themselves, and they were estimated to be fourteen or fifteen years old, but unfortunately they were on the wrong side, and they could only complain that they were unlucky when they were beheaded.

Soon I thought of the family members of the three He clans who were caught, some of them were women and children, and they could be regarded as dodging the capital punishment in the morning, but Yuan Yun also knew very well that these women and children would soon be escorted back to Xudu, and it was definitely not a good thing to wait for them.

Yuan Yun felt that he didn't have much sympathy, after all, the more than 500 people who cut off their heads in the morning knew very well what they were going to do, if it was the Cao family's people who were captured, it was estimated that the end would not be much better, and it would even be worse than death, so Yuan Yun had to carefully collect the sympathy of his modern people, this is a world where the weak eat the strong, even if you have some things, it is better to pretend not to have them, otherwise they will be considered weak and bullied, and then despised to death.

For example, Xu Chu, who is sitting opposite now, is now looking at Yuan Yun with a look of disdain, and he swallowed half a pot of freshly boiled millet porridge in one go, without panting in the middle.

Yuan Yun watched Xu Chu finish drinking the porridge, and he didn't bother to wipe off the rice grains on his mouth and beard, so he could only sigh secretly, and then asked, "Uncle Xu Chu, what's the matter with your old age?" Aren't all the captives killed? ā€

Xu Chu smiled and said, "I just came to see if you are really a child of immortals, but after watching it for a long time, I don't think you are any different from my old Xu." Speaking of this, Xu Chu paused, looked at Yuan Yun carefully, and even reached out to break Yuan Yun's mouth, and then looked at Yuan Yun's good teeth, and then continued to shake his head and said: "It's really no different, but your kid's ability is amazing, those gunpowder are really powerful, that's three thousand people, and as a result, you will serve a pot in an hour, those corpses, tsk, tsk, in exchange for my old Xu would rather behead someone than be blown up like that, And the soldiers of the medical logistics battalion we were injured and sent to you to set up, so far there is not a single death, not even a single wound infection, I really can't figure out what immortal method you used? ā€

Yuan Yun was very sneering at Xu Chu's behavior of opening his mouth and then looking at his teeth, but he also knew that if he resisted badly, he would be beaten, so he pretended to be extraordinarily honest, and listened to Xu Chu patiently at the moment, and was happy in his heart, not a single wounded soldier died, but more than 700 people were sent in last night, and at least 100 people were seriously injured, and no one has died until now, I have to say that this probability is actually a large part of shit luck, but thinking of the little glucose I brought, I also feel that this kind of shit luck is still based on a certain scientific basis, and if there is no glucose to provide the physical strength and energy of those comatose seriously injured, it will definitely not survive now.

"It's called science...... Uh, forget it, in short, this is just the first step, and when the facilities of the medical camp are more complete, I believe that the effect will be greater, and more people can be saved, and now it can only be like this. After Yuan Yun finished speaking, he hurriedly poured down the millet porridge in front of him in one go, because he found that if he slowed down, all the porridge would be dried up by Xu Chu.

Xu Chu had already put down the empty porridge pot at this moment, and then said with a smile: "Cao Ang Shizi came at noon, and took the five hundred gunpowder army away, and he didn't look for you when he saw that you were sleeping, he brought the news that he could start brewing wine, hehe, when your wine comes out, you have to send some to my old Xu." After saying this, he immediately looked out of the door carefully, and then lowered his voice and said: "You know and I know this, if Guo Jiajun knows, hum, Lao Tzu can't spare you!" ā€

Looking at Xu Chu, who was about to go out, Yuan Yun hurriedly shouted: "Where is the grain for winemaking?" ā€

Xu Chu didn't reply, and said with a smile: "Cao Ang Shizi has sent the grain copied from the three big clans of the He family to the Tiger Guard Camp, you can see it when you go back, tsk tsk, Lao Tzu also deliberately divided people to build a lot of new granaries, but the result is still not enough, these big families are really rats, and they hide so much grain, and countless people have to starve to death every year, alas." ā€

"Uncle Xu Chu, don't you still have to clean up the battlefield here? When will we be able to return to Camp Tiger? "Yuan Yun is not interested in any family at all, he just wants to go back to the Tiger Guard Camp as soon as possible, it is strange to say, he was uncomfortable staying in the Tiger Guard Camp before, but now that he has come to this battlefield, he feels that the Tiger Guard Camp is really comfortable like heaven.

Xu Chu stopped walking out slightly, then looked up to the sky and thought for a while, suddenly rolled his eyes, and then smiled proudly: "You and Xu Yi and they left early, you are not needed here, it is the right way to go back to make wine as soon as possible, remember, the best wine is reserved for my old Xu." ā€

Yuan Yun was overjoyed at once, he could finally leave this human purgatory, because until now, the strong smell of gunpowder and the pungent smell of blood still could not dissipate from this camp, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

Early in the morning of the second day, Yuan Yun hurriedly called Xu Yi and prepared to leave this temporary camp, this time Xu Chu was very face-saving, the road was smooth, Shi Shen and Xiaoliu had already prepared the frame at the gate of the camp to greet them, they knew that their little lord was not good at riding horses, Yuan Yun praised them greatly for this, Xu Yi and the three of them rode horses and followed the side of the frame, and then endlessly despised Brother Yuan, who was unwilling to come out and ride with them.