The wind cannot move the grassland, and a thick layer of bright red presses on the yellowing grass.
The smell of blood lingered in the air. It was obviously a victory, but what Bai Song heard the most were the sounds of crying and pain.
Half an hour later, Bai Song received a cold number.
More than 6,700 people were lost.
It seemed that he knew that there was a small number of people in this team, so he just cut them all off.
Li Miao took 30,000 people to support the front line, while Bai Song left behind and dozens of military doctors accompanying the team to take care of more than 2,000 wounded.
How could dozens of military doctors take care of so many people?
Even though Bai Song was known as a miracle doctor and had medical technology that spanned thousands of years, he was still an ordinary person at this moment.
During the treatment process, more than 200 people were seriously injured and died without receiving timely treatment.
Not even a solitary grave can be left on the vast grassland, and it can only be burned like other broken corpses.
Fortunately, Mo Zhu regained consciousness, and Bai Song was the first to treat her.
Due to Mo Zhu's carelessness, he was hit by an arrow in the heart and his heart was damaged. Although it was not fatal, it left scars that could never be recovered.
At least for the next year or even a few years, you will no longer be able to use your skills. Even after a few years, your strength will not be the same as before.
Mo Zhu opened his eyes and saw many familiar people paying attention to him.
The first thing she said was, "How are you doing, boss?"
"He's fine, don't worry."
The scene of her boss blocking the knife for her at the last moment flashed through Mo Zhu's mind, and she felt very guilty, frowning, and her eyes were moist.
"It's my fault, I hurt my boss."
The girl in green, who has always been very nervous, sometimes burst into tears. Even Long Shanshan couldn't bear it. He interrupted from behind the crowd and said: "If your boss really wants to get violent, even I won't be able to do it."
He is his opponent. How can a few minions hurt him? But the skin on his back is slightly broken, leaving three wounds. So you don’t have to blame yourself at all."
"I...I..." Mo Zhu struggled to get up, but his chest was torn and he couldn't help but frown.
"Stop moving and have a good rest." Badu hugged Mo Zhu and whispered.
"From now on...I won't be careless again, I swear!"
"Hey, you girl, leave it to me to protect the young master from now on. It will be difficult for your body to recover." Longden said with a sigh.
Mo Zhu frowned, and tears fell uncontrollably. He looked at the sky with flying grass clippings and murmured to himself: "Am I going to be a useless person from now on?"
"Have a good rest, I'll help you with the rest."
Faintly, Jian Shisan left a sentence.
"Little Thirteen..."
Mo Zhu looked around and saw only the sound but no one from Jian Shisan.
In a depressing atmosphere, the world gradually fell into calm.
Occasionally, gunpowder smoke drifted over in the direction of Lukou Mountain, and I wondered what the battle ahead would be like.
Bai Song had no time to care about things other than those in front of him. He had to treat the wounded.
He was treated non-stop, and in the end even the basic medicine for sores was used up, and the remaining wounded could only be treated with the most basic bandaging.
Several military doctors fainted during the journey, and even Bai Song himself felt faint.
At nightfall, news came from the front that Lukou Mountain had been defended, and the first day's battle came to an end.
But the war is not over yet, and the enemy may launch another attack early tomorrow morning.
At this moment, Bai Song's nerves finally relaxed. He and all the wounded lay on the ground, looking at the unobstructed night sky. No trace of the war could be found in the sky.
Bai Song's heart was very complicated, and he didn't even know what he was thinking.
Even though my body was exhausted, I couldn't fall asleep.
At this moment, Bai Song couldn't understand himself, but a girl took off her black robe and sat silently next to Bai Song, hugging her knees and saying nothing.
Because of the connection of minds, Liu'er felt the same as Bai Song's thoughts.
After a long silence, Liu'er finally asked in a low voice: "Is there really a way to pacify the world without war?"
Bai Song was stunned for a moment and looked at Liu'er's back.
Liu'er continued: "I can feel your thoughts. You want to calm the world and don't want to see war anymore. But you are thinking about how to calm the world without going through war... So now I am wondering if there is a way that can
There is no need to go through the means of war, and the world is peaceful. I can't do this, but since you come from a thousand years later, maybe you can find another way."
Bai Song smiled bitterly, thinking that there really was no secret at all in front of this woman.
However, after hearing what Liu'er said, Bai Song was able to draw a thread out of his chaotic thoughts.
The root cause of my random thoughts is a chicken-and-egg problem.
A soul that has traveled through thousands of years should be able to find the inspiration to break out of the cycle and find a new path.
Gradually, Bai Song came up with his own ideas.
The goal of "ruling the country and bringing peace to the world" can be achieved without having to go through war... This is the business that I have been working hard on.
As long as the Tang Dynasty becomes rich and the lives of surrounding countries cannot escape the Tang Dynasty, so when everything needs to depend on the Tang Dynasty, won't wars break out again?
The trade between the Tang Dynasty and Japan was an opportunity before the Bai Song Dynasty, an opportunity to experiment.
If Japan can be conquered from life through commercial and cultural exports, a brand new world may appear.
Bai Song sat up, feeling suddenly enlightened.
Liu'er, who was beside him, felt Bai Song's emotions and a smile appeared on his lips.
Without the need for words, Liu'er knew Bai Song's next plan. She said softly: "After returning from the grassland, I hope to go with you to see the world beyond the ocean."
From the memories of Bai Song, Liu'er saw the greatness of the world, and she also yearned for it, hoping to see higher and further places with her own eyes and experience different scenery.
Bai Song nodded solemnly.
Liu'er's presence can clear away the fog in his heart. With her by his side, Bai Song's heart feels more stable.
At this moment, Mo Zhu slowly walked over, stood in front of Bai Song, and said softly: "I'm sorry."
Seeing Mo Zhu, Bai Song immediately stopped his thoughts and became nervous. He quickly supported Mo Zhu and said, "Oh, why did you get up? Don't I want you to have a good rest?"
"Zhuzi feels guilty for having caused his boss to suffer. Originally it was Zhuzi who was supposed to protect his boss, but now instead..."
"Ouch, stop talking. Is now the time to dwell on this?"
Bai Song shook his head and asked Mo Zhu to sit down again.
But I also felt a little more at ease, thinking that since she could say so many words in one breath, it seemed that the injury was not as serious as imagined.
Mo Zhu sat next to Bai Song, looked at Bai Song again, and added: "Thank you."
"Um?"
"Thank you for saving my life."
"On the battlefield, life and death depend on each other. Why should we thank you for such a thing?"
"But from now on Bamboo... will be a useless person, no longer of use to his employer."
"Nonsense." Bai Song said seriously, "You should just be my shopkeeper honestly. You will have a lot to do in the future, so don't think wildly."
