After the words fell, Li Mu and many descendants were shocked, and then they saw him stand up and slowly bowed his hands and said: "Brother Ye, I admire your righteousness!"

As a first-class general in the world, there are few people in the world that he can admire from the bottom of his heart, but he really appreciates his actions of abandoning the prejudices of his family and country for the sake of national justice.

If you put yourself in your shoes, you might not be able to do it, right?

Hearing this, Ye Zhang said: "General, you're welcome. We are all part of the Chinese family, and it is what we should do together to defend against foreign enemies."

Li Mu nodded and said nothing more. He picked up the wine cup and toasted again.

At this moment, a soldier came quickly from outside the door and bowed to report: "General, I'm afraid Deputy General Wang is dying, and there is nothing the doctor can do."

Hearing this, Li Mu's expression couldn't help but change. He quickly put down his wine glass and stood up and said, "How could this be? Wasn't it much better before?"

"The weather has been humid recently and the cold air has entered the body, causing the injury to worsen!"

The soldier replied.

Li Mu clenched his fists, his face looked very ugly, and his eyes revealed deep sadness and helplessness. Over the years, Vice General Wang had fought with him in the north and south, and they were called subordinates but they were like brothers.

Although I am used to seeing life and death, it is still a little difficult to accept it.

At this time, Ye Zhang's expression changed and he said, "Maybe I can help with this matter."

Hearing this, Li Mu came back to his senses and sighed: "Brother Ye doesn't know something. This deputy general of mine was seriously injured in the previous war with the Xiongnu, and the military doctors are also exhausted. I'm afraid..."

Ye Zhang said calmly: "Let's go and have a look first. There is no harm in trying it."

Li Mu nodded. Anyway, it was already like this. No matter how bad it was, it couldn't get any worse. It was better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Then he led the way, and the two of them came to a bedroom together. They saw a middle-aged man lying on the bed, his breath was very weak, and he seemed to be on his deathbed.

Ye Zhang looked at it and saw that this man's fatal wound was on his chest, which should have been penetrated by a sharp weapon. If his body was not much stronger than ordinary people, he might have died long ago.

Faced with such a situation, doctors are naturally helpless, except of course themselves...

Ye Zhang put his hands on the opponent and used both hands. A strange red light slowly bloomed from his palms, and invisible energy seeped into his body, constantly repairing the damaged internal organs.

Then a miracle happened. The heavy injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Vice Admiral Wang's pale complexion became more vibrant.

Seeing this scene, Li Mu on the side was immediately shocked. He naturally had some knowledge, but he had never heard of such a magic trick that could bring the dead back to life in a moment!

After half a stick of incense, Ye Zhan retracted his palm and said: "It's not a big problem, just take some more rest."

Feeling the former's increasingly rich aura of life, Li Mu was also overjoyed. Then he bowed towards Ye Zhang and clasped his fists, saying, "I won't thank you for your kindness. This time, I owe Brother Ye my life!"

Ye Zhang returned the greeting and said: "General, you are very polite. I am just trying my best."

Li Mu had a serious look on his face. He had always regarded promises as his life, and once he had spoken, he would definitely keep them.

Then he seemed to think of something, and continued: "I have an unkind request, and I hope Brother Ye can help me."

"General, please speak."

Ye Zhang said with a smile.

Li Mu did not beat around the bush and said straight to the point: "The border troops have been fighting against the Huns all year round, and many of them have suffered irreparable wounds. I wonder if..."

Hearing this, Ye Zhang understood clearly, nodded and said: "I'll do my best."

Li Mu was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately led the other party to the military camp.

Looking at the scene in the wounded barracks, Ye Zhang couldn't help but sigh. None of the hundreds of people inside were in good condition. They were either missing arms or legs, or were blind and disabled.

If Li Mu hadn't treated the soldiers very kindly, I'm afraid none of these people would be here today.

Ye Zhang admired these soldiers who defended the country very much, and without talking nonsense, he walked directly to a veteran with a broken arm and treated him.

When he saw his arms stretched out from his empty sleeves again, the veteran couldn't help but burst into tears, and he knelt down and kowtowed to him with great gratitude...

An hour later, Ye Zhang's breathing was slightly short, and the use of both hands was still very great, especially the regeneration of the severed limbs, which took a lot of energy.

However, despite such a great effort, the results were not small, and dozens of disabled soldiers recovered intact.

Seeing the excitement and gratitude in everyone's eyes, Ye Zhang also smiled. Saving people is always more fulfilling than killing...

While he was trying to treat the wounded, a large army was stationed in a flat valley twenty miles outside the city.

And right in the center of the military camp, guarding the Chinese army's tent, was the core of the Xiongnu army.

In the spacious camp, the high-ranking Huns generals gathered together, and four men wearing leather armor were sitting on the felts on the left and right sides.

They all have rough bodies, and their limbs are full of strong muscles, giving them a fierce look.

However, these violent-tempered guys were extremely quiet at this time. No one made any noise, and everyone just looked at the young man in the first place quietly.

This man looked to be in his thirties and was wearing a fox fur cloak.

His face is fair and smooth, and his manners are elegant and gentle. He is not as violent as a grassland nomad at all, but exudes a sense of elegance, as if he is a scribe.

On the table in front of him, there was a pile of bamboo slips and books. He picked up a volume and read it carefully, his brows sometimes frowning and sometimes stretching, as if he was thinking about something.

But at this moment, a soldier walked in quickly, knelt down on one knee and said: "Report to the prince, the captain was defeated, and more than half of the 30,000 soldiers and horses were lost!"

The former frowned slightly when he heard this, then put down the book in his hand and asked, "Tell me about this battle in detail from beginning to end."

The purpose of sending the vanguard army was to test, and the victory or defeat was expected, but what he never expected was that the losses would be so huge.

He also knew something about Li Mu, and knew that the other party was prudent in using its troops and was not as fierce and violent as Tu Baiqi. As long as they fought in a normal way, even if they were defeated, they would only lose a few thousand people.

But today's battle losses are actually close to 20,000, which is really too much.

Immediately afterwards, the messenger told the story of the battle in detail, without omitting anything.
Chapter completed!