The General Is As Urgent as Law

Wei Lin was so confused that he felt the pain behind his back was unbearable. He tried so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. There were many people's heavy breaths in his ears, and there were also many wailing noises.

He carefully recalled what happened before, and he thought about it for a long time. In the melee, he seemed to be slashed again, and then he passed out without knowing anything. The most annoying thing is that it was cut on the back again, the old injury is not good, and the new injury is added to the top, giving Wei Lin a feeling that it is better to die. There was a burst of pain, but he let him know that he was still alive.

Wei Lin struggled to open his eyes, but failed to do so for a long time, but moved his fingers.

"Wei Lin? Wei Lin?" Min Qiu's voice seemed to be in his ear.

Wei Lin wanted to answer, but his mouth was unable to open. After a while, he heard Min Qiu's voice again: "Zhong Yi, he seems to be awake! Come and see!"

Then there was a whisper of Suo Suo's reaction. He felt someone in front of him, but he was still unable to move. The man was about Zhong Yi, turning his body over. His face touched the cold ground, as if he could still smell something rotten, Zhong Le touched behind him for a while, and said: "Fortunately, it was not as deep as last time, that is, he lost too much blood now, I can't handle it ... "

Excessive blood loss.

It may really be dying, Wei Lin thought.

Zhong Yi was still nearby and said, "He didn't wake up ... Alas, it's easier to wake up." After the voice seemed to be farther away, only Zhong Yi heard and said, "How is your hand hurt?"

Min Qiu replied: "It doesn't hinder you, it doesn't hurt your bones."

Zhong Yi sighed and said, "That's good ... But Wei Lin, if he doesn't wake up tomorrow, I'm afraid he won't be saved."

Wei Lin thought of it and told them that he woke up, but his body seemed to be not his own. It seems as if the soul is detached, although it is invisible, it seems to be able to understand everything around. If you do n’t wake up tomorrow, you will die ... so tired, then sleep again.

In a trance, Wei Lin only felt that his thoughts had drifted far away, and it gradually became less painful behind him. Instead, he began to feel cold, as if he had met Jiang Ye at the time. It was so cold that he almost gave up.

"Lin'er, Lin'er."

Who is calling me?

"Lin'er, come here."

Who is calling me?

"Lin'er, come here to your mother."

It's a mother.

Wei Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and in front of him was the bamboo house in the deep woods of Jiangling. He raised his hands and looked at them, a pair of young hands. He looked up, and someone was standing under the peach tree in front of the bamboo house.

What, it turned out to be a dream.

The man was wearing a crescent-white long dress, black hair like paint, and fell on his waist. Turning around, the face was so beautiful that even Wei Lin would be surprised every time she suddenly saw her. He knew his mother from a very young age, a beautiful and graceful person. He took a step towards the woman, and apparently not far away, but he ran out of breath, as if the step was too small, and he had to take many steps. He ran over and hugged the woman's lap.

"My dear!"

The voice is soft and sweet, especially cute. Wei Lin raised her smile and looked at the woman. The woman was looking down at him, grinning. His mother-in-law is particularly fond of laughing, and she smiles a little, but she is very bold. She has a mouth with white teeth and is very contagious. It seems that she will laugh with her when she looks at her smile.

"Lin'er," the woman said with a smile, "Do you want to see your father?"

Wei Lin shook his head: "I don't want to."

"Why."

He hugged the woman tightly, put his head on the woman's abdomen, and felt the woman's warmth, saying, "Lin'er only needs a mother! The mother kisses me the meat!"

The woman smiled and pushed him away a little, then squatted down and looked at Wei Lin seriously. The eyebrows were not like ordinary women, but they were somewhat heroic: "It's my good son who is not a loss! Liner, what year Years old. "

"Five years old!"

"Lin'er knows, good men are aspiring?"

"know!"

"That Liner is going to go to the sky by himself." The woman let him go.

He was reluctant to kiss his mother and did not know what he was going to do. Looking at his overwhelmed appearance, the woman reached out and touched his hair, tidying his temples.

The woman's hands are slender, but her joints are distinct, and they are a pair of hands that are used to rough work.

The cocoon between his fingers touched Wei Lin's forehead, straightened his temples, and then held his small face fiercely: "Be strong, you know?"

Wei Lin nodded.

"The mother is gone."

"Will the mother return?" He asked.

"Who knows, you have to be obedient, and then become an upright man."

Wei Lin suddenly smiled again and nodded heavily: "Well!"

...

Wei Lin opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for breath, as if almost drowning in a dream.

"Wake up!" Min Qiu saw him open his eyes and immediately shouted anxiously, "Wei Lin woke up!"

Zhong Yi was still asleep at that time, and immediately opened his eyes when he heard the shout, and walked to Wei Lin, crawling and grabbing his hand, and probing his pulse.

Wei Lin looked at the dim zenith with his eyes, somewhat dazed. Where is this place? There is light from

The small window next to it came in, split into pieces by vertical iron railings, and the light beam illuminated the dust floating in the air. Immediately afterwards, the pain behind him swarmed and he felt like he was going to faint again.

"how is he?"

"I don't know ..." Zhong Yi said truthfully. "For the time being, the wound is crusted, and this kid is still real leather."

"How do I think he seems stupid?" Min Qiu looked at Wei Lin and Wei Lin looked at the zenith. He didn't move. Except for the chest that was up and down due to breathing, the other parts seemed to be corpses and there was no movement.

"It would only die if you were cut by a knife, wouldn't you be stupid." Zhong Yi gave Min Qi a disgusted look, as if he was abandoning him for lack of culture.

Suddenly, Wei Lin withdrew his eyes from the zenith and shouted weakly: "My mother, it hurts! Am I dead!"

Zhong Yi had no medicine chest around him, and even if Wei Lin was going to die, he could only watch and couldn't do anything else. We can see Wei Lin's tone, but he is relieved. This guy can't die for a while, so he said angrily: "The dead will not cry pain, do you have common sense?"

"It hurts so much ..." Wei Lin didn't refute, only shouting pain.

Min Qiu was worried about Wei Lin for a long time. At this time, he seemed to be in good spirits. He was relieved and relaxed against the wall. The people around were silent. At first, they would shout and make trouble, but now they are all weak.

Wei Lin slowed down for a long time before adjusting to the pain behind him and asked, "Where is this?"

"Prison camp, but it's similar to a dungeon." Min Qiu replied. Wei Lin was surprised and asked again: "Can we hold so many people? We have so many people."

Hearing Wei Lin's words, Min Qiu's heart hurt like a knife. Cao Zhongming said that he would not die if he surrendered, but he took the lead in desperately. At the critical time, he inherited Xue Ziqin's temper, resulting in the death of so many brothers. Upon seeing this, Zhong Yi knew that Min Qiu was not feeling well, so he responded for him: "It's almost dead. There are about 600 people left."

"..." Wei Lin was speechless for a moment. He quietly glanced at Min Qiu's appearance and realized that he was wrong.

Zhong Yi went on to say: "If you hadn't protected Yan Sheng from being cut by someone, you would have been so seriously injured, I wouldn't be bothered to take care of you." Then, Zhong Yi chin nodded and saw Luo Yansheng sleeping soundly beside him. In the distance, also leaning against the wall, among a group of big men, he was very small, shrunk into a ball, and looked very pitiful.

Wei Lin wanted to move, but unfortunately couldn't move, and could only complain: "You don't care, Vice-minister Min will certainly be in charge? It's so cold on the ground."

Min Qiu didn't raise his head and grunted: "Too lazy to control."

Zhong Yi saw him like this, and quickly pressed him: "Don't move, don't move. You haven't dealt with this wound. If you can't move, don't move. If it cracks and bleeds, you can only find black and white to help Get you back. "

Only then did he know that the wound was crusted and asked again: "I have been sleeping for a long time?"

Min Qiu replied: "Soon, four days."

As soon as this remark came out, Wei Lin's stomach rang loudly. If it was not Min Qiu, he might not have noticed that he was already hungry with his chest stuck to his back.

Zhong Yi took out a bun that had been frozen into a hard lump in his arms, opened the kettle that he carried with him, and handed it to Wei Lin's mouth: "It's not tasty, but eat a little more."

"It's okay, I won't pick it." Wei Lin said, taking a bite of the bun.

It ’s not just bad, you ca n’t eat it at all. But if he doesn't eat now, then only starve to death. Wei Lin, who has been a beggar, can't eat anymore. As long as he can eat, he will eat. Just looking at Wei Lin's left bun and the right water, he just finished eating the brick-like bun.

"Are they killing us?"

Min Qiu looked at him and said, "Relax, you don't usually kill prisoners of war. Moreover, so many people have use value."

"General Xue will use the money to ransom us?"

"You count on the general, then you should die now."

"Who are you counting on?"

"You should count on the emperor." Zhong Yi answered suddenly.

"Will the emperor redeem us with money?" Wei Lin asked.

Zhong Yi couldn't understand how this person was like an iron. He was obviously injured and slept for four days, but he seemed to be in good spirits. As a medical practitioner, he really didn't understand this kind of thing that runs counter to common sense. .

Min Qiu said angrily: "Aren't you injured, can you shut up and rest?"

After thinking for a while, Wei Lin said, "Isn't this a pain in the wound? I said that my speech diverts attention. Is Cao Zhong really careful?"

"It's all like this, you **** still ask?" As soon as he mentioned Cao Zhong, Min Qiu got angry and raised his voice a lot, "I knew that it would be no good to be with your unlucky boy!"

Wei Lin narrowed his mouth in a grudge: "I don't know, if I knew I wouldn't tell him ..." "Forget it, stop talking and save energy." Min Qiu is not a quarrelsome person, he On weekdays, they are very kind. At this time, Wei Lin shouted, and felt sad. Wei Lin really does not know. As the so-called ignorance is not guilty, if he blames Wei Lin, it is better to blame why he did not control it well, why let Cao Zhong go out to report, and have the opportunity, and why he is in a disadvantageous situation It's still desperate, Ping Bai has harmed the lives of more than a thousand soldiers. I don't know if anyone can escape and report a letter to Xue Ziqin.

"Alas ..." Min Qiu sighed and everyone stopped talking. In fact, as long as Wei Lin doesn't speak, the people here are silent. No one is as big-hearted as Wei Lin. At this moment, his life is at stake. Who still has the mood to chat?

Wei Lin thought for a while, and looked up desperately, but did not see the guards. Yomo was far away from the guards. He moved carefully to Min Qiu and whispered, "We can escape."

"How to escape?"

"I don't know. You are the lieutenant general, you have the final say."

"..."