The administrative system of Da Qi was still very efficient. Seven days later, all the equipment Lu Chen needed was delivered to him.
A month later, the first batch of allicin was delivered to the border troops as promised.
Ergouzi is sixteen years old this year. He joined the border army before the Mid-Autumn Festival last year.
After several months of experience, he has gained a touch of maturity, as well as a few wounds deep enough to see the bone; he has lost some of his original immaturity, as well as a small section of his ring finger.
Yes, Ergouzi was injured. He fought bravely in yesterday's battle to defend the city. After successively chopping down two barbarians from the northwest, he was left with many wounds on his body.
The most serious wound was on his left rib and was half a foot long.
Although the military doctor has stopped the bleeding after emergency treatment, the wounds on his body are definitely at risk of infection and suppuration. In fact, Ergouzi has already started to have a fever.
At this moment, Ergouzi was lying in the wounded camp with lifeless eyes, staring blankly at the top of his head.
Although he had only been in the army for a few months, he had experienced too many separations and deaths during this period. He had seen some things so many times that he had a better understanding of them.
He estimated that he might not be able to survive this time, as the military doctor had not come for a long time.
"I really can't accept this. What if I haven't lived long enough? My mother at home still has no one to take care of her. How sad she will be when she hears the news of my death."
"Xiaofang at the entrance of the village is getting prettier and prettier. When I left last year, she said she would wait for me to come back. I really want to go back, to drink a sip of the water from my hometown and eat a bite of the food from my hometown."
As he muttered this to himself, Ergouzi felt that scene after scene of memories appeared before his eyes.
He heard that people will have a last moment of lucidity before death. Is he about to die?
It was also at this time that he suddenly heard someone calling him "Ergou".
Then someone patted his shoulder hard!
"Ah!" Ergouzi screamed.
The others looked at him with joy, and someone shouted, "He's not dead yet! Hurry, hurry, give him medicine!"
Ergouzi didn't know what had happened. He only knew that a lot of people ran in from outside and cleaned his wounds with rough hands and feet.
When the wound was almost cleaned, a military doctor took out a bottle from his arms and applied some of the medicine in it on his wound.
When only half of the potion remained, the military doctor pressed the bottle into Er Gouzi's hand and said, "Take the rest orally."
Ergouzi originally wanted to say that the military doctor was wasting his time. Instead of wasting his time and money, he should use it to treat his comrades who were less seriously injured.
However, before he could say anything, the military doctor had already turned and gone to the other side.
Looking at the small bottle in his hand, Ergouzi opened the cap and took a sip.
The taste is not very good, it has a stinky smell, but medicine never tastes like this, it never tastes smooth.
After hiding the medicine close to his body, Ergouzi closed his eyes weakly.
Regardless of whether he could survive or not, at least someone took care of him when he was injured, which made Ergouzi feel that he was finally like a human being.
Ergouzi didn't know how long he had been unconscious. When he woke up, his body was no longer as hot as before.
He stretched out his hands to support himself on the bed and tried to get up, but someone stopped him and said, "Brother, don't move. Be careful of your wounds bursting open. You are so lucky to have survived such serious injuries. I thought you were doomed."
Er Gouzi raised his head slightly and saw the person who was talking. He remembered that the other person had been stabbed in the chest. When he was sent in, his face was as pale as paper and he was almost dying. How come he was so lively now?
Turning around and taking another look, Ergouzi was completely stunned. He was surrounded by seriously injured soldiers, and everyone had basically been sentenced to death by the military doctor.
But now, not only are they not dead, but they are in such good spirits. Could it be that the military doctors had a change of heart and gave them some magic medicine?
After asking the question in his mind, the first person who spoke to Er Gouzi laughed and said, "What kind of magic pill? How could those useless military doctors have such a thing? Pah! I'm telling you, I heard that Master Lu from the capital couldn't stand us soldiers being slaughtered outside without anyone paying attention, so he stole the deadly magic pill from the Heavenly Palace and gave it to us poor people."
After hearing this, Er Gouzi was stunned and said, "Immortal...Immortal Pills? Is this kind of thing really something people like us can use? And I see there are so many wounded soldiers in the wounded camp. Are the immortal pills in Master Lu's hands really enough?"
"You don't have to worry about that. The elixir Master Lu gave us is an improved version. I heard that the imperial court has set up a government office specifically for this purpose, and they can produce a lot of these elixirs every day. Not only can we soldiers use them, but even ordinary people can afford them. It only costs ten cents and can cure all diseases."
Er Gouzi looked at the scars on his body and said thoughtfully, "If that's true, then Master Lu has done a great thing that benefits the country and the people."
"That's right. I heard from others that Master Lu promised the emperor that if he could promote this Holy Grace Pill, he could increase the average life expectancy of the people of our Great Qi Dynasty by at least five years. I don't know what others think of this Holy Grace Pill, but for us soldiers, it's an elixir of life."
"I was stabbed more than a dozen times. I thought I was going to die here today. Who would have thought that a small bottle of medicine could bring me back to life."
"That's nothing. Did you see this arrow wound on my body? It's already started to fester. Who would have thought that after taking one pill, I would be healed in three days."
"It's not just our wounded soldiers' camp. I went out for a walk before, and there were laughter and joy in many wounded soldiers' camps. Everyone said that with Master Lu's elixirs, as long as they were not killed on the spot by the enemy, their lives could be saved."
"Right now, I don't want to think about anything else. I just want to recover quickly and kill a few more barbarians. I only need three more heads to reach the third rank of military merit."
"Hahaha, then you better hurry up and recover. I heard that the lightly wounded assassins have already rushed back up with their knives in hand. Some, relying on the magical elixirs they have now, are shouting their loyalty to His Majesty, refusing to retreat despite being shot by dozens of arrows!"
After hearing this, Ergouzi couldn't help but clench his fists.
If Saint Endan is really so effective, then he will fight harder when killing enemies in the future.
Ergouzi was not the only soldier who had this idea. All the soldiers who were rescued by Saint Endan felt that they must be blessed with great luck and would not die so easily here.
Suddenly, the aura of these soldiers changed, becoming sharper and more aggressive!
Ten days later, several galloping horses rushed into the capital, exhausted by the wind and dust. As soon as they entered the city gates, the leading knight roared at the top of his lungs, "Great victory! Great victory! Great victory in Yuzhou! Over ten thousand enemies have been killed!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
