Chapter 41

Green thought he was going to die, but he didn’t die right away. Instead, he was locked up first. He

was first locked up in a room, then sent to prison, then transferred to the camp, and finally beheaded in the camp.

He didn’t need to say anything this time. He didn’t have much to say. He looked around at the people around him, closed his eyes, and waited for his neck to be cut off.

The man in red robe said that this time was a warning. If there was a next time, it would not be something that one person could solve.

After he said that, he left. After he left, the World of Truth came to him with a new identity. In name, he said that he was Green’s senior brother.

When he was still Green, he told others that he had written a letter to his senior brother, asking him to come over as soon as possible. Now that he really came, others were not too surprised.

They all looked silent and serious, not wanting to say a word. They looked at him and went about their business.

It was not until two days later that the deputy general remembered and arranged a place for him to stay.

The deputy general was also the first person in the group to think about his food.

"Are you used to living here?"

"Not bad, I think it's nice here."

"Many people want to leave here and go home, don't you?"

"I've just been here for a short time, and I can only think about what I want to do. Besides, I'm an orphan, and wherever I am is my home. I'm at home all the time, so how can I miss home?"

"So that's the case, then how did you get to know Green and the others?"

"We grew up together and are very good friends.

" "Did you live together when you were little?"

"Yes, we grew up in an orphanage when we were little."

"Then what's your name?"

"My name is also Green, but in order to distinguish me from the previous Green, you can call me the second Green. This is how we distinguish each other when we are together."

"You don't mind us calling you that, really?"

"Yes, we are all called Green, so we don't have to bother with naming. We can always recognize each other by sorting them in order, and we don't look exactly the same."

"Indeed, we are not exactly the same, but I always feel that you both have some similarities, as if at a certain moment, we can think of your faces as the same."

"Hahaha, you are really good at joking."

"Yes, I am joking. You seem optimistic that you can laugh. Then stay here for the time being, and we will arrange other things later."

"Okay."

After showing concern, the deputy general persuaded him to leave, saying that you have seen the current situation and we can't protect you.

He shook his head and insisted on staying. The deputy general didn't say much, patted his shoulder and turned away.

He waited for another two days, and the general's leg injury flared up. Someone remembered that there was such a person, so they took him over for treatment. He provided treatment, and the general fell into a deep sleep.

The enemy came and attacked.

It was night, the sky was dark, the flames were connected, and the whole camp was burning like a sea of ​​fire. The shouts of the crowd rose one after another, one layer higher than the other.

In such darkness and fire, no one could tell which side was there from the beginning and which side came later.

The two sides were mixed together, and for a while it was impossible to tell who was who. The melee became more fierce and cruel, and the ground was full of broken limbs and broken walls, and blood was everywhere.

As the sky gradually brightened, the enemy retreated, probably because they failed to strike and were seriously injured, and needed a long time to recover.

After the enemy left, the people in the camp began to clean up the mess. Collecting spoils, dealing with corpses, treating the wounded, the general's leg injury recurred again.

But now the general could not receive treatment as calmly as before when there were no enemies coming. He decided to deal with other things first, and then receive treatment.

In order to treat other wounded and sick people, the general asked Green Second to treat other wounded first, even if it was just the leg injury. After the treatment was completed, his side would be almost done.

Green the Second had only received the notice and had no way to negotiate, so he could only agree. After agreeing, he ran around the camp and used up all the medicine.

He carried the medicine box to look for other people, but others either did not have the medicine he wanted or had used it up and needed to wait for another batch to be delivered.

He was unhappy and went to find medicine nearby.

When he came back, most people in the camp had rested. Although the wounded could not rest, they also lay in their positions, waiting for dawn.

The defense was stricter than before.

He walked over carefully to identify himself.

The defense recognized him and let him in.

After he went in, the deputy general asked him where he had been, and he took out the herbs to show the deputy general.

The deputy general was skeptical, but seeing his sincere look, he reluctantly believed him, returned the things to him, and sighed.

"I don't mean to doubt you, but it's really unruly for you to come and go so casually. If you were our soldier, you would be punished as a deserter and deserters should be killed without mercy.

But I see that you are not familiar with the rules here and you are not our soldier. In addition, two of your masters have died here. I will reluctantly forgive you this time.

But you must remember that this kind of thing must not happen again.

Do you understand?"

asked the deputy general.

"I understand. I won't run away casually next time. But these medicines are not enough for me to use for a long time. If my medicines are used up again, who should I look for?"

Green asked the second time.

"The court will send someone to deliver it to us.

It will be in the supply team along with the rations, but that team came here not long ago, and they won't come again so soon. They probably didn't expect that we would still be short of medicine.

I will consider reporting what you said, and it all depends on how the higher-ups arrange us.

But I advise you not to hold out too much hope, because His Majesty thinks we are being passive and lazy in the fight, resisting military orders, and he won't treat us well.

If we receive the supplies according to the original regulations, it won't be a big deal.

But if we want something extra or urgent, not to mention His Majesty, even the Prime Minister beside His Majesty probably won’t agree.

But we have to do our best and leave everything to fate. Since you need me, I will report it. Whether it can be done or not is not something I can decide. If it can’t be done, I don’t care. If it can be done, of course it would be better. That’s it.” After

the deputy general finished speaking, he stood up, patted Green II on the shoulder, and walked out.

After a while, a soldier ran over and said to him in a hurry, go, go, the general’s leg injury is very serious, and the doctor needs to go and treat it immediately, otherwise it will be too late.

He didn’t doubt it and went over with the box, but he walked further and further away. He realized that something was wrong and found that he was almost taken away from the barracks, so he shouted loudly.

The soldier saw that the situation was not good, and rushed over He was about to cover his mouth when the other man came.

He hit the man with the medicine box.

The man dodged the first blow and directly took out his weapon, a knife, and slashed at him.

He blocked it with the medicine box in his hand. The opponent's strength seemed to be no greater than his.

He immediately sensed a glimmer of hope of winning.

He took advantage of the stalemate between the two sides to shout loudly. The opponent realized that he could not take him away, and every subsequent knife was aimed at killing him. He was gradually running out of strength .

At this time, there were little lights around him. Soldiers came to check after hearing the shouts. The man wanted to run, but it was too late.

A group of people pinned the soldier to the ground, checked him and took him back.

The man was regarded as someone sent by the enemy and was put in prison.

Green II was also suspected, but because of the two people who died before his master, he was not suspected for long and left the prison. Came out.

As soon as he came out, he was taken to the general's residence.

After a battle, the general's injuries worsened.

The medicine on hand was very little, and it could barely treat the general this time, but if it relapses again, it would be difficult to cure it.

Carrying an empty medicine box, Greene II walked out of the general's room with a sad face and moved slowly on the road.

Just as he was considering what to do next, the deputy general appeared.

"You don't look very happy. Did something happen?"

"Nothing happened. I just came out of the general's residence. I think I have no medicine to treat it."

"It's not your fault. "You were not the one who initially looked at the general's injuries, and you didn't understand the cause. It's already very good that you've cured him to this point."

"But I had the ability to cure the general's injuries."

"The three of you are capable, but you always run into trouble. It's not your fault. You just need to do your part. No one will blame you."

"Then what about the general?"

"This is not the first time the general has been injured, nor is it the first time that an old injury has recurred. We had expected this. He

almost died from this injury. Even if he really dies now, the general will make arrangements for his funeral."

"I understand. Is there really nothing we can do anymore? "

Maybe the enemy has a batch of medicine. We can rob or steal it. Whatever happens, as long as we have that batch of medicine, the general's injury may be cured."

"Then should we make this plan? Will the general agree?"

"From the beginning to now, the general has always been thinking about how to minimize the casualties of the soldiers. This is why he insists on holding on.

You should also know that as long as we defend here quietly, the enemy will run out of ammunition and food after a period of time. Today is just their last-ditch counterattack. If we

hold on for a while longer, we will win.

However, just today, His Majesty sent us another imperial decree, asking us to attack quickly. If we give up defense and attack, we will definitely be defeated.

Do you think the general will agree to such a complicated matter?

We don’t need the general’s consent, because the general will not agree. "