Guo Jiuling felt that he had been sleeping for a hundred years. He tried hard to open his heavy eyelids and turned his somewhat clotted eyeballs. The scene in front of him became blurred, and then gradually became clearer.

His breathing suddenly became heavy, and his pupils suddenly magnified because he saw a large Chu army flag floating above his head.

"Wake up!" A broken gong-like voice rang in my ears, with infinite joy. "The doctor was really good at snatching this old man from the Hall of Hell."

Guo Jiuling turned his head and found a guy with bandages lying beside him. He was lying there like a rice dumpling, staring at him with big eyes.

"Where is this?" He turned his head and suddenly found that there were several more heads above his head, looking at him up and down like a rare look.

"This is the base of the death camp of the border army in the western part of the Great Chu." A head in the middle opened his mouth, "Old Guo, in the next chapter, Xiaozheng, the former captain of the Zhuifeng Camp, we have seen it."

"Chu Army, Western Border Army!" Guo Jiuling murmured, "I, why am I here? Am I not in the Luoying Mountains? I'm back!"

After saying a word, my head turned and fainted again.

"Hey, I'm so stupid?" The wild dog lying beside Guo Jiuling was very impressed, "Excellent, amazing, doctor, it's because you can't have any medical skills. This old man was summoned by the King of Hell again?"

"Don't die!" A pair of hands inserted into the gap between several big men, opened it, and a slightly thin figure came in. It was Shu Chang, a doctor who was crazy. He squatted down, turned on Guo Jiuling's eyelids, took a look, and took a pulse, and snorted: "This old man heard that it was our death camp, probably because he relaxed, so he fainted again. It's okay, let him have a good sleep. I snatch people from the King of Hell, either I can't take them back. If I snatch them back, the King of Hell will not be summoned."

The wild dog hummed, "Doctor, if you keep saying this, you must have offended the old man of Hell. Be careful that he will deal with you in the future. I guess you will come to him. You must have gone to the mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire and passed the oil pan. The eighteen-layer hell has already reserved a place for you."

With a bang, a plaster came, but the wild dog was prepared for it. After saying this, he covered his mouth. The plaster was just put on his hand. He raised his hand and smiled, "I've been prepared for this move. You plotted... um..."

"It's you who can handle it. No matter how you can, you can't get out of my palm." Shu Chang clapped her hands and glanced at the wild dog contemptuously.

"Doctor, when will this old man wake up? I still want to ask him!" The kitten pulled Shu Chang's sleeve and asked.

"This guy is relaxing now. I guess he'll have to sleep until dawn. I'll ask tomorrow!"

"Can't you wake him up now?"

"I finally saved him. You won't want him to report so soon, right?" Shu Chang spread his hands. "Besides, what can you do if you ask something now? The Qin army is still at the foot of the mountain. Could it be that you still want to take the suicide camp to the Luoying Mountains again?"

The kitten sighed, turned around, and walked away with a little desolate look.

The mountain slowly became quiet, and Shu Chang lay not far from the two patients. No matter where he was, he always lived the most comfortable life. The soldiers made him a recliner with the trees he cut down, and laying cushions was absolutely comfortable. There were many craftsmen in the suicide camp, which was nothing. Of course, only the doctors were treated like this. Even the two wounded were just lying on stone slabs. As a preferential treatment, a thick layer of fallen leaves were laid under the two.

The wild dog secretly glanced at Shu Chang who closed his eyes, as if he was asleep. He grinned silently, and secretly broke a small branch from his body, slowly stretched it over, and reached Guo Jiuling's armpit, constantly poking it, there was soft flesh, and it hurts enough to poke it.

Little girl, don’t worry that you can’t wake up. The wild dog showed a white teeth in the dark.

Guo Jiuling was like a wooden sculpture, letting the wild dog make small movements, but he couldn't wake up from sleep. The wild dog was so angry that he grinned. He accidentally used too much force and the branches broke with a sound of Kaba.

The wild dog retracted his hand like lightning.

"Die dog, do small moves. Believe it or not, I'll use a branch to poke your ass!" Shu Chang didn't open his eyes, but just said coldly. The wild dog's hair stood up immediately. Now he is not good at making it. He needs someone to help him turn over. Shu Chang wants to poke his ass, so he is definitely accurate. Besides, there are only a few people who want to poke his ass. If others don't say it, the monk is definitely happy. This dead pervert.

The wild dog cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to play these small moves anymore. He glanced at Guo Jiuling, how could you sleep so hard? While gritting your teeth, the wild dog fell asleep in a deep sleep.

Guo Jiuling felt hot all over. He wanted to twist his body, but found that he could not move. A stream of heat flowed on his body, as if he wanted to squeeze every drop of water from his body.

"Water, water!" he murmured.

A stream of cold juice poured in from his mouth, and he gulped greedily. The heat in his body seemed to be suppressed quickly with the coolness. Then, he felt the bitterness of his mouth.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a dazzling white look. He quickly closed his eyes. After a while, he narrowed his eyes again. Yes, the military flag of the Dachu, the military flag of the Death Camp, and the soldiers wearing black iron armor and holding iron swords in their hands. Before he went to the Death Camp, he had been to the Death Camp and knew that this was the standard configuration of the Death Camp.

"Mr. Guo, are you awake?" A man squatted in front of him with a smile on his face. He looked familiar, probably seen it in Zuo Lixing's big tent.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Zhang Xiaozheng, the former captain of the Fengfeng Camp, nicknamed Kitten." Kitten introduced himself again, "Are you okay now?"

"It's okay." Guo Jiuling remembered that Yang Zhi was the man nicknamed Xiaomao who accompanied him to the death camp. Of course, both of them were carried back in the end.

"We want to know what happened to the army?" Zhang Xiaomao asked: "Where is the army of 60,000, how could it be that people could be killed in one fell swoop?"

Guo Jiuling's body shook violently. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the cruel battlefield. The firelight, screams, countless crossbows, traps, and countless enemies from all directions were squeezed together by the Chu army compressed in the narrow valley. It was difficult to turn around. He broke through and counterattack. One by one, the officers leading the charge fell down. The soldiers layered layer by layer, and the bodies were almost built into mountains.

Tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"The trap, the entire military action plan, is a huge trap. The enemy knows that we are going to take. They know everything about us, but we don't know anything. Sixty thousand brothers are gone like this." Even the veterans on the battlefield couldn't help but start to make a fortune at this moment, crying like a child.

"How could this happen? I remember you said that only a few people knew about this plan, but now the Qin people have been prepared. We have been on the frontier for a long time and have a deep understanding of the Qin people, but why did the Thunder Army appear here? Is it just for this plan? Doesn't this mean that before you set out in the capital, the Qin people already knew all this and began to secretly mobilize troops?" Zhang Xiaomao asked incredible.

"I don't know, I don't know!" Guo Jiuling shook his head repeatedly. He has thought about this problem these days, but he dared not think about it in depth, let alone think about that terrible guess.

"Okay, stop crying. Men are bleeding but not crying. At such a big age, how can you cry?" The tall and big monk shouted impatiently: "What's wrong with you? Are you not the princess's guard leader? Where is the princess? We Qin Tou is going to find you, where is Qin Tou?"

"Princess, Qin Feng?" Guo Jiuling blinked his eyes, looked at everyone, and finally recalled what happened that day.

"The Qin people wanted to capture His Highness the Princess alive, so we fought to the death. Later, Qin Feng also came and helped us repel the enemy's attack. Later, Qin Feng took the princess first, and we stayed to resist the pursuers and fight for time. Later, I didn't know."

"Who is chasing them?" Shu Chang asked in anger.

"Deng Pu!" Guo Jiuling said.

Hearing this name, Shu Chang immediately felt a toothache. She covered her cheeks and sucked in the cold air. Several officers from the Death Camp also changed their faces one by one.
Chapter completed!