In the end, less than half of the people who were willing to stay were originally.
This is still under the circumstance of some people's concerns, worried that Yan Lin's words are a test of their loyalty, and once they say they want to leave, they will be killed. If there is no such worry, it would be very good to have one-third of the original people left in the end. Seeing this, Yan Lin didn't say anything. He took off his valuables and handed them over to the centurion, and asked the centurion to pawn the things in exchange for silver taels.
The centurion tremblingly took the jade pendant, jade piccolo, and a few gold nudes handed by Yan Lin, and tears rolled down his eyes.
They gave Yan Lin a big gift, choked up and said words of blessing.
Yan Lin let out a long sigh and sent someone to push the prepared bamboo raft into the water. At this time, it was dark and it was a good time to escape.
However, the road to escape was not so smooth. The first problem that everyone encountered was that Yan Lin was ill. The festering and inflamed wounds exuded a stench, and the fever persisted. In order to escape smoothly, Yan Lin has not rested for the past few days, so he can't take care of his own body. The night before the day before yesterday, he had a low-grade fever, and after such a long delay, the wound became more and more serious. The soldiers looked at it in a hurry and couldn't do anything about it.
The wound is too large, there is no symptomatic medicine, and the mountains are humid and hot for several days without training... All the conditions are extremely bad, and it is not expected that he will fall ill. The temperature on the river surface at night is low, one is cold and one is hot, and the condition worsens.
The same soldier on the bamboo raft raised his hand and wiped Yan Lin's forehead. He was frightened by the body temperature as soon as he touched it.
"It's okay." Yan Lin looked a little lax, but still insisted, "According to the plan, don't delay the time."
He dismissed the soldiers who were unwilling to follow and leave. After these soldiers descended the mountain, they would definitely be caught by the stalking Fu Wang army, and a little cross-examination would be able to find out the whereabouts of Yan Lin and others. How is the speed of a bamboo raft comparable to that of a warship? If they don't hurry, they can't escape.
In fact, Yan Lin can also eliminate this hidden danger, that is, the soldiers who are worried about killing the soldiers who are trying to leave.
He didn't do this, but it wasn't that Yan Lin was too soft-hearted to start, it was because there was no need for it.
The remaining remnants of the army have few hearts left. If they violently kill the soldiers again, these hundreds of people can also be in chaos.
"Master, your forehead is very hot, it's not enough to burn like this"
Bi Jiang silently swallowed his unfinished words.
If ignored, Yan Lin will either be burned into a fool or die.
Of course, it is still possible to turn into pneumonia, but there is no such statement in this era.
There was no response to the general's words, because Yan Lin couldn't bear the protest of his body and his drowsy mind passed out.
Even in a coma, he could feel that he was in the stove for a while, thrown into the ice cellar for a while, shivering all over, and then felt that his body was being thrown heavily into the deep sea, kept sinking, and the surroundings were getting darker and darker... Consciousness More and more confused, the general's call is more like a faint whisper from the distant sky, no matter how much he concentrates, he still can't hear it clearly.
On the other hand, Bi Jiang saw that Yan Lin's situation was getting worse and worse, so he had to grit his teeth and make a decision.
He asked the remaining soldiers to support the bamboo raft to the planned place first. If they were lucky, they might be rescued.
A soldier hesitated, "If you meet the enemy..."
The general clenched his teeth and said, "Then let's go. I don't think the lord and the military advisor will blame you."
They have tried their best, but the destiny is not willing to be fulfilled.
These wounded soldiers still have a way to survive. If they resist, they will give away hundreds of lives in vain!
The soldier asked again, "The general is now..."
The general said, "The military division is seriously injured and has a fever. He needs to go to the shore as soon as possible to find a doctor."
The soldiers felt something was wrong. They finally had the chance to escape from here. If they stayed to seek medical treatment, they would most likely be exposed.
The general also knew this, but he knew even more that if Yan Lin died, they would face a furious lord when they went back. Besides, it would be too worthless for someone like a military officer to die here. If God has eyes, he will definitely turn the corner.
Pi will plan to fight.
No matter how bad the result is, can it be worse than Yan Lin's death or his own death in battle
"Try it, there is still hope!"
Pi will support the bamboo raft and take Yan Lin away from the army. The future is gloomy, and only the obsession left in his heart will support him to go on.
After rowing for an unknown amount of time, Bi Jiang finally brought Yan Lin to the shore, and there was a small fishing village in front of him.
Bi Jiang said in his heart, "I hope there is a doctor, even a barefoot quack doctor!"
Although he knew this was unlikely, he believed that God must have eyes!
The fishing village is small, with only thirty households and nearly a hundred fishermen.
Because there are no entertainment activities and lamp oil is expensive, most people work at sunrise and rest at sunset.
It's ugly time now, and the fishing village is shrouded in darkness.
In order to prevent their identities from being exposed, Pi Jiang took off the bamboo raft and the armor on the two of them and hid them in the reeds, and carried Yan Lin into the village.
"Anyone? Is there a doctor in the village?"
The general patted the doors of several households, and either no one was scolded, and the cowardly pretended to be dead.
"Have"
Pi Jiang tried to come one by one, and when he reached the seventh house, the one near the edge of the village, the host opened the door.
The night was very dark, but I could vaguely recognize that the host was a little lady with a short height.
The other party glanced at them and said angrily, "Come in, don't knock on the door, be careful that the villagers are angry and copy things and kill you both."
Pi will stand at the door and dare not go in.
The little lady turned around and lit an oil lamp and asked, "Why don't you come in?"
Bi Jiang blinked and secretly squeezed the short knife hidden in his sleeve.
"Isn't the person on your back sick?" the little lady said, "I'm a doctor."
Bi Jiang was surprised, how did this little lady know that he was here to find a doctor
The little lady said angrily, "Are you stupid? I went door-to-door just now, knocking, howling, and crying. I'm not deaf."
With a bang, Pi Jiang's face turned red, fortunately his skin was darker, otherwise he would be embarrassed.
"Many, thank you doctor!"
Bi Jiang hurriedly came in with Yan Lin on his back and laid him flat on an old bamboo mat.
The little lady didn't talk nonsense. She lit several oil lamps in a row, barely able to see the patient's condition.
Yan Lin has been too busy to take care of himself these days. His hair is messy, and his face is stained with stains, so he can't see his original appearance.
However, the little lady still saw that his outline and eyebrows were very good, and he must be a handsome guy after washing it.
"This baby looks really promising, but unfortunately he is a soldier."
The general said, "What happened to being a soldier?"
The little lady raised her hand and took off Yan Lin's shirt, pointed at the wound and said, "A profession with your head hanging on the waistband, what are you talking about?"
General: "… "
Why did this man take off his military division clothes when he didn't agree
Is this still my daughter's house