The Third Prince's Tent.
Following Tadar's instructions, Uchi fabricated false information and sent it to the third prince, Ajitai.
When Ajitai heard that his only sister had died, he slammed his right hand on the table, making the wine jars on the table shake.
Wuqi looked down at the motionless Ajitai, wondering if she needed to add more fuel to the fire.
A moment later, Ajitai looked up again, but his eyes were red.
He looked at Wu Qi and said, word by word, "Wu Guangping actually failed to protect her!"
Wu Guangping had already been executed by being cut in half at the waist; he was now in two pieces, so how could he possibly protect Su Diya?
Asking this question is less a question than a sign that Ajitai regrets his actions.
I regret letting Sudia go to Dajin alone!
Wuqi remained silent and did not reply.
After a while, Ajitai changed his sitting position. His right hand was still bleeding from the injury, but he seemed oblivious to it. He picked up a wine cup next to him and took a big gulp of wine.
The wine cup shattered on the ground, and Ajitai gritted his teeth, saying, "This prince will make everyone in the border town pay with their lives!"
Wu Qi's eyes flickered slightly, a mocking smile appeared on her lips, and she left the tent.
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After three days of work, the first batch of frostbite ointment was completed and distributed to the three camps at the same time.
Dongying is located in a windy area, so it received the most frostbite medicine.
When the soldiers applied the ointment to their bodies, they were unaware of its effects. They only noticed that the chapped hands and feet were significantly reduced after applying the ointment.
However, this frostbite ointment was not inexhaustible, and the soldiers dared not use too much of it, giving it first to the brothers with severe frostbite.
In just three days, the soldiers discovered the benefits of this frostbite medicine.
After applying the frostbite ointment, the affected area felt cool and refreshing, which not only relieved the intense itching but also gradually healed the scratches and pus.
Frostbite ointment was quickly regarded as a treasure by the soldiers and was highly sought after.
On this day, Physician Ren walked into the main tent of the wounded soldiers' camp in the East Camp with a smile.
Holding a bottle of frostbite ointment, he stood at the entrance of the main tent and exclaimed, "Excellent! Our treatment formula is incredibly effective; most of the soldiers' frostbite has healed!"
The doctors in the wounded soldiers' camp have been working day and night to make medicines, and their eyes are practically green from exhaustion.
Hearing the good news naturally made me very happy.
Laughter filled the large tent of the wounded soldiers' camp.
It took a while before the laughter finally stopped.
Doctor Zhao, who was closest to Lu Qiqi, exclaimed, "This frostbite medicine is incredibly effective! It's fortunate that Lord Kangle has this miraculous medicine, otherwise we would have been busy forever!"
Doctor Wang also said, "Yes! Winter is long, and without this frostbite medicine, we doctors would probably have to stay in the wounded soldiers' camp all winter."
With these two people leading the way, many doctors have been praising this frostbite medicine.
When Shijiu heard everyone praising Lu Qiqi, his face was full of pride, and his mouth smiled, revealing a set of white teeth.
Lu Qiqi was overjoyed to hear that the frostbite medicine had cured most of the soldiers.
But she was well aware that this was not her achievement alone.
Song Yanqing ordered people to transport straw from the grain camp to the military camp to increase the insulation of the tents and prevent an increase in the number of people suffering from frostbite at night.
Also, "Although this frostbite ointment was my idea, everyone else also contributed to it."
The prescription for decoction prepared by Doctor Luo, and the medicinal juice prepared by Physician Ren and Ren Yuan.
And there were also the doctors, and the soldiers who pounded and ground medicine.
Everyone present deserves credit for this achievement.
These words deeply moved all the doctors and soldiers who had been assigned to the wounded soldiers' camp.
yes!
They worked day and night grinding and preparing medicine; they were part of the effort!
Thinking of this, everyone's smiles widened even more.
The frostbite ointment proved effective, so Lu Qiqi had Nineteen send some to the Feng residence.
The old woman hired by Feng Yu'er, after making the sheepskin coat, is now also making cotton shoes and socks.
Having frostbite cream will definitely reduce the time delays caused by sores on the hands.
Lu Qiqi stayed in the East Camp for a few days, busy from morning till night. After seeing the effectiveness of the frostbite medicine, she set off to return to the main camp.
These past two days, she has been thinking about Wangcai repeatedly. The grassland is covered with a thick layer of snow, and she wonders how Wangcai, who is with the wolf pack, will survive the winter.
However, she wasn't worried about the wolves going hungry. The Tartars raised many sheep, and after half a month of snow, many must have frozen to death.
These sheep are enough for the wolves to feast on.
But precisely because of this, Lu Qiqi was somewhat worried.
The Tatars have always been barbaric, and plundering others' possessions has become a habit.
If the Tartars cannot secure a peaceful winter the following day, their greedy gaze will likely turn to the Great Jin once again.
Nineteen drove the carriage all the way to the camp. Lu Qiqi, wrapped in a cloak, closed her eyes and leaned against the carriage, pretending to doze off.
On a snowy day, the wheels of a carriage naturally turn slower, but fortunately, the snow along the way did not become an obstacle to the carriage.
In winter, the days are short and the nights are long. By the time the two returned to the camp, it was already dark.
Nineteen pulled on the reins, and the carriage slowly came to a stop.
He glanced down at the sheepskin gloves he was wearing, a gift from Lu Qiqi. The carriage was heading back, and surprisingly, his hands weren't cold at all.
This is truly a wonderful treasure.
Nineteen knocked on the side door of the carriage, reminding them, "Chief, we're back at the camp."
A gust of wind swept by, causing Nineteen to shrink back slightly.
After a while, he finally heard some noise inside the carriage.
As soon as Lu Qiqi returned to her tent, she heard the sound of horns, followed by the sudden sound of war drums.
She put down the hand warmer in her hand and rushed out of the tent.
Outside the tent, soldiers were seen rushing quickly and orderly toward the city gate.
The war drums beat louder and louder, and the soldiers quickened their pace toward the city gate.
A thought suddenly popped into Lu Qiqi's mind.
not good!
The Tartars are about to attack the city!
Just as Lu Qiqi was about to rush to the city gate, she heard Nineteen's shouts.
"Lord of the Village!"
"Lord of the Village!"
Lu Qiqi stopped and saw Nineteen walking quickly towards her.
While painting in the snow in winter, Shijiu almost tripped and fell two or three times, but fortunately, he escaped unharmed.
He was panting heavily, exhaling layers of white mist, and said, "Princess, the Tartars are attacking the border city. The young master sent us to the main tent and ordered me to protect you."
Lu Qiqi's expression shifted slightly. Ignoring the shouts from Shijiu behind her, she mustered all her strength and rushed toward the city gate.
Nineteen regretted not stopping her, and seeing her figure getting further and further away, he hurriedly chased after her.
With the Tartars at the city gates, their large-scale military operation suggests they will not give up until they achieve their goal.
Lu Qiqi had only one thought in her mind: to climb the city wall and see if the Tartars' expedition was exactly as she had guessed in the carriage.
If that's the case, there will definitely be a tough battle ahead.
In the bitter winter battles, even a god could not save the wounded soldiers.
The Tatars' actions suggest they intend to attack the city overnight and seize it!
Thinking of this, Lu Qiqi ran faster and faster.
She was anxious, and the uneven, snowy ground in the dark soon tripped her up and she fell to the ground.
She seemed oblivious to her surroundings, not even letting out a cold hiss, as she got up and continued her journey toward the city gate.
In the darkness, a red figure runs through the vast white snow.
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