Traveling through time and space to become a lady of a noble family, but she only wants to escape

"Yes!" The sergeant took the order and immediately left the tent to pass on the message. Qiao Juchong turned to Chu Yunchuan and said, "I remember that the prince also caught a cold."

"I won't go to the battlefield. I'll just coordinate from the rear. I'm not afraid of being poisoned." Chu Yunchuan looked outside the tent, his gaze traversing the distant battlefield and the town. "The soldiers are still fighting hard, and the people still need confidence. There's no reason for me to leave."

His Baizhi was in Wu County, the closest to the battlefield, and his people were all frightened.

Don't take a single step back.

Qiao Juchong showed admiration and stopped trying to persuade him. He nodded and said, "In that case, we will give His Majesty a few more guards to ensure that His Majesty's tent is as strong as a rock."

"No need, General Qiao." Chu Yunchuan's eyebrows and lips curved up, but there was no trace of a smile on his face. He lowered his voice and said slowly, "It's just right. Whoever wants to kill me, call him here. Even if I torture him to death, I will make him hand over the antidote to me."

The next day, the barbarian army in the wind and sand at the border discovered that the White Tiger Army had changed into a formation they had never seen before, and the soldiers at the back had black veils covering their mouths and noses, which looked strange and funny.

The barbarian soldiers reported the situation back to their own camp. Ke Suya scoffed and laughed: "With this, you think you can stop the flowers? How naive and cute."

This sentence was spoken in Dayan dialect - Ge Zhen had issued an iron order not long ago, that any people from the Sharama tribe who spoke words she did not understand in front of her would be immediately dragged out and torn into pieces by five horses.

Originally, Ke Suya was reluctant to obey Ge Zhen, but Wu Shameng treated Ge Zhen as his own mother and obeyed her, so if she said she would be torn into pieces by five horses, she would really do it without a second thought.

You see, even now, the dignified chieftain Sharama is still peeling fruits for this Dayan woman to eat. He has no dignity of a chief at all. Ke Suya thought to himself that if his mother were still alive, she would be so angry and scold him when she saw her son's useless appearance.

"why are you laughing!"

Ge Zhen glared at Ke Suya with his sharp, fierce eyes and said angrily, "You brainless thing! You should think about how they knew about the flower."

Wushamon handed over a grape-shaped fruit, which grew from a thorny tree in the wild land. It was sweet and sour and delicious. "Don't be angry. Eat the fruit."

Ge Zhen threw him away angrily: "Eat shit!"

Although his attitude was overbearing, he hit the nail on the head. Ke Suya broke out in a cold sweat. Yeah, how did the Dayan people know about flowers? They even knew that flowers can be absorbed!

"No...it's okay." Ke Su Ya insisted, "If they knew about the flowers, they would be poisoned too. The cloth can't block the flowers. There are so many people wearing cloth, it can't be blocked."

Ge Zhen's back teeth were about to break as she yelled, "Someone, bring me some paper and pen! I need to tell Yang Jinlang to have the flowers spread all over the city. I want Ningzhou to become a dead city!"

A barbarian maid immediately took up paper and pen, not daring to delay even a moment.

Wushamon was stunned when he heard this. "We...that's not our plan. We want to do business with King Jing's people and speak the Dayan language to get close to them. We want them to feel that although Sharama attacked them, Sharama's people are good people. That way, even if we win the battle and take these lands, King Jing's people won't rebel. The land and people are very important to Sharama. We can't kill them."

"All of this is based on the premise that we can win, but now we can't win!" Ge Zhen gritted his teeth. "The White Tiger Army wearing black veils will definitely block a lot of flowers! Without flowers, how can we win!"

Ke Suya, who was standing nearby, could tell that Ge Zhen didn't trust him at all, and his face twitched. "I'm the best witch doctor in Sharama. I can say that whoever I want to be poisoned will be poisoned. The medicine I make can't be blocked by a piece of cloth, absolutely not."

Ge Zhen glared at him: "Are you sure?"

"I can." Ke Sulia sat up straight.

Wushamon also nodded. "He is the best witch doctor in Salama. During the last war, he saved many people. His prowess is known to all."

Hearing Wushamon say the same thing, Ge Zhen calmed down and rolled his eyes: "...That's what everyone saw."

Wu Shameng immediately corrected himself: "His power is obvious to all."

"...Forget it, I'll trust you this time. But don't forget," Ge Zhen said coldly, "the number of White Tiger soldiers killed by Xin Suhe has decreased recently. Your flowers are no longer that useful. If you are blocked again this time, you will have to make new flowers immediately!"

The barbarian maid was still holding the paper and pen. She asked tremblingly, "Madam Ge, do you need more paper and pen?"

Ge Zhen said angrily: "Get lost!"

Just as the barbarian maid was about to leave, Ge Zhen suddenly called her, and the barbarian maid went back trembling.

"Put down the pen and paper."

"Yes, Mrs. Ge."

Wusha Mengqi asked, "What do you want to write?"

"I almost forgot about the resurrected Gu Yan. He said that the fake Gu Yan is the one who can make my plan fail. I will write to Yang Jinlang and ask him to arrest Gu Yan and find out who the fake Gu Yan is. Is it this person who found out about Xin Suhe?"

Ge Zhen quickly wrote the letter and sent it to the Wu County government office. Finally, she bit into the peeled fruit from Wu Shameng's hand, biting hard enough to leave two bloody marks on his fingers. She raised her head to look at Wu Shameng, blood still staining the corners of her lips, and said bitterly, "Wu Shameng, I want everything I can get. I want you to be the king of Dayan!"

Wushamon looked at her deeply and said, "Okay."

Kesuya next to him sighed and said, "Sun God, please protect Sharama and don't let him die at the hands of this crazy woman."

Ten days later, the war situation finally took a turn for the better.

The common people were not aware of the truth, but rumors were circulating in the streets that the White Tiger Army, which had been suppressed by the barbarians, had now pushed the front line away from Wu County, and the sounds of fighting in the city had become much quieter.

The people in the city were cheering and waiting for good news.

However, the sick and injured quarters were still overcrowded, with more wounded soldiers being sent in than ever before. Even if the relatives and friends of the sick and injured in the city spontaneously wove cloth to make mattresses, filling every inch of the sick and injured quarters, there was often not enough space for everyone.

Doctor Jiang was very pleased with the situation: "The more wounded, the fewer people died on the battlefield. As long as people are alive, there is still hope."

But within two days, Bai Zhi protested against the forced influx of people: "They are all seriously injured. It's easy for them to get infected if they are so close together."

Doctor Jiang, as expected, didn't understand: "Infection?"

Bai Zhi explained for a long time, and just as she saw Doctor Jiang's brows getting tighter and tighter, worried that she wouldn't take it seriously, and was about to argue, Doctor Jiang frowned and scolded her, "You little bitch! Why didn't you tell me earlier? I told you not to hide it!"

"..." Bai Zhi said awkwardly, "...I just remembered it too."

So Doctor Jiang moved a small number of soldiers with less serious injuries to several nearby counties.

At the same time, the second sick and injured workshop is about to be completed, and only the last small house is missing.

The next day, Wei Fuguang returned to Wu County with great fanfare.