Chapter 42

"A new order has come down. His Majesty wants us to attack now. We can't delay any longer. If we delay any longer, everyone will die, and not on the battlefield."

The general sighed.

His leg injury was between getting better and getting worse.

If there was no such order, perhaps his leg injury would be good enough to allow him to move freely, but if there was such an order, his leg would only allow him to move on horseback.

The fact is that this order has appeared in front of him, and his leg injury has worsened.

But things are not over yet, and he can't fall down. His leg injury will only get worse day by day, and others can't help it, and may even make trouble.

"If we really attack, everyone will die. If we delay, the enemy will surely surrender.

Even if there is an order from above, how can we do such a thing?"

The deputy general frowned and asked.

"But we have been delaying again and again. His Majesty will not allow us to delay any longer if he knows about this matter."

The general sighed.

"This is meaningless. What are we doing here? Are we going to die? We can die anywhere, why do we have to come here to die?"

The deputy general frowned.

"Then what do you say we should do?"

The general consulted the opinions of all the people who had a say in the camp.

"We only have one way to survive now.

That is to hold on to the death.

If we attack now, we will be wiped out, which means we have chosen to die now.

If we hold our ground and disobey the imperial edict, we may have to wait until His Majesty knows about this before we die. His Majesty will not know about us immediately, and we can live a few more days.

I choose to live a few more days."

The result came out.

This is a result that everyone is willing to accept. Although it is sad to know that you will die soon, it still makes sense to choose who will die in your hands.

At least you don't have to die now.

Knowing that you will die soon has another advantage. Everyone starts writing letters, and the letters they write and send home will become their suicide notes.

At least they still have time to deal with their own affairs.

Compared to those who die suddenly, they are lucky enough in this respect.

Although most people do not think that there is anything special about this kind of luck that is worth being happy about.

But it won't be long before they die, and while they are still alive, they have to do something to make themselves happy.

Even death row prisoners can have a meal of beheading.

So they think they have the right to have a sumptuous dinner before they die.

They start preparing dinner.

This takes a long time.

Prepare the ingredients, chefs, tableware, venue, decorations for the venue, songs and dances for the banquet.

And prepare a huge fire as dazzling as the sun.

If they can have such a meal before they die, perhaps they will die without regrets in this life.

Funny to say, what can make them die without regrets is neither a large number of wives and concubines nor a large family.

Just one meal, just one meal, and only one meal.

They lit torches and looked at the faces of the people around them. It was like being in a mist, deep in the forest, watching a bunch of ghosts who looked like old friends, showing traces on the bark of trees.

While they were preparing food, the enemy attacked them.

They fought back, and the enemy was defeated.

The enemy had not received the food supplies they deserved for a while, and their people might not want to participate in the battle.

After that, everyone seemed to have more tacit understanding.

The enemy did not plan to attack again in the short term, and they did not plan to care about what the enemy was doing. They continued to prepare dinner according to the plan before being interrupted.

Theoretically, the deputy general did not need to participate in the dinner preparation that was like a pre-war dinner, but he received a simple task and found Green.

"What are you doing?"

"Cleaning some dug plants.

Washing the dirt off them, and then boiling them in water to ensure that they can be easily matured in the subsequent cooking.

It will not make everyone hallucinate or die after eating them, and it may also make these things taste better.

I am glad that I have this role."

Green smiled at the deputy general.

"Life has been very peaceful and comfortable recently. I have an illusion that if we settle down here, we might live an idyllic life.

But I know it's just my imagination.

It's like when I'm homesick late at night, the moon suddenly disappears. I

had a nightmare at night, and when I woke up, I found that everyone was there, but after a careful examination, I realized that they had turned into corpses. Do you know that kind of fear?

I don't want to fall into this fear day after day, but the death is approaching, and I can't completely get rid of this fear. Do you have any way?

You are a doctor, you should have something that can help me fall asleep as soon as possible. I don't want to dream anymore."

The deputy general laughed.

His laughter sounded like some rusty gear that continued to work, slowly turning in the damp darkness.

When he laughed, some lines appeared on his face that only appeared when he laughed. Those lines looked cut off halfway, as if a lame man was walking forward with a cane.

Green stared at his face for a long time before coming to his senses.

"If you just want to rest, I do have that kind of thing, but I can't guarantee that you won't have dreams while you're resting. I can't solve the problem of nightmares for the time being,"

Green replied.

"Well, it's a pity, but I want to scold you, it's so abominable, why don't you have even this kind of thing? You are a doctor, and a doctor who saved the general from critical condition."

The deputy general smiled and gritted his teeth.

"Now it's a special situation, I won't bother with you about this."

Green muttered.

"So you have a good temper."

The deputy general laughed beside him.

"Your task is really simple, you can complete it without looking. If you keep staring at me like this, I will add some random medicine that you can't deal with immediately to your things."

Green reminded him.

"I know, I just look at it for a while, you also looked at me for a long time before. Don't be so stingy."

The deputy general said in a very soft voice.

It was like a broken spider silk under the eaves and the wind blowing.

"Well, it's really peaceful here when there are no enemies coming."

Green laughed.

The deputy general nodded in agreement.

The last meal was prepared, and after they finished eating, the enemy finally surrendered.

They sent back the news of their victory.

His Majesty was furious because they refused to obey orders outside, and he wanted to tell others to execute them all according to military orders.

Theoretically, not to obey His Majesty's orders is a blatant violation of the imperial edict, not to mention that there are so many people this time, and each of them may be exterminated according to the regulations.

However, most people don't have nine clans, so there is no need to worry about this matter.

Now that they have won a battle, they are considered meritorious officials. Even if they are guilty of disobeying the imperial edict, there may be a chance that their merits and demerits can be offset, so they are not particularly anxious now.

His Majesty once again ordered them to return to the court, and this time they had no reason to refuse to obey the order.

They returned to Kyoto.

The people around them were silent, not knowing how to treat them.

They won the battle, of course, and this is worth celebrating, but they disobeyed the imperial edict and may have implicated others, which is regrettable and pitiful.

Before His Majesty's intentions are clear, no one can act rashly, especially people like them who are at the center of the incident.

His Majesty summoned them after a period of time, during which time they may have been thinking, angry, or listening to others' advice.

No matter what, they will finally meet their end, whether dead or alive, having a conclusion is good, which is better than being in suspense all day.

Life here is warmer and more comfortable than before, and they almost become people with everything provided for them, but they know that this kind of life will not last long.

If they are really useless, they will die on the battlefield in another battle, and it won't be long. Now the war is still going on, but it is more peaceful and harmonious here than on the front line.

"His Majesty is about to see us, and His Majesty specially asked you to go. Maybe we will die after seeing His Majesty. Do you have any last words to say?"

The general asked Green beside him while he was tidying up his appearance.

"You all know that I'm an orphan, and my teachers are all dead, so I don't have anyone to worry about.

However, the general asked me today, and there is one thing that I need your help with. If you are willing, that would be great. If you are not willing, I have nothing to ask for."

Green said in a low voice.

"What do you want? Now we are all going to die, just tell me, if you don't tell me today, there will be no chance in the future."

The general looked at him and said.

"I have a very important matter that I need your help with, as long as you promise me that you will use all your strength to help me when I ask for help, I will have nothing to regret."

Green said.

"Okay, I promise you. If we can still live in the future."

The general touched his knee.

"If we can all survive after this, I will find a way to completely heal the general's leg injury."

"Before, either there was a lack of medicine or there was no time. If we can survive this time, maybe there is a chance to recover completely."

The general smiled and did not take his words seriously.

But they really survived after meeting His Majesty.

Green made a medicine that could completely cure the general's leg injury and watched the general use the medicine.

The general's leg injury was really completely healed.

Green was very satisfied.

His Majesty heard the news and sent them to the next battle. On the way to the battlefield, Green was bitten by a poisonous snake and died because he could not be treated in time.