My husband is pure and has few desires, but I gave birth to three children in a row

three days ago.

Fu Zhiyi was stationed in Ganning City in the rear, only a few dozen miles away from the place where the two armies fought.

When the two armies fought, Gan Ning City naturally felt it.

The fighting started in the early morning, and not only him, but also the people in the city were awakened.

Everyone got dressed, walked out of their homes, walked on the streets, and looked around in panic.

Fu Zhiyi had already received news from the front line. Wrapped in a cloak, he hurried up to the city wall.

On the way, not only did we see frightened civilians who didn't know the news, but more importantly, we saw soldiers who had learned the news and were mobilized, coming and going in a hurry, all heading to the city walls.

The city gates had been closed long ago, and the remaining guards in the city had serious expressions and were on high alert.

Fu Zhiyi climbed up the city wall very smoothly. When he got there, the city guards and some captains were already standing on the city wall, all looking towards the northwest.

It was not obvious in the city because it was blocked by the city wall, but now I am on the city wall, standing high and seeing far.

In the northwest direction, flames shot up into the sky and smoke billowed.

You can imagine how fierce the fighting was.

The garrisons and captains saluted Fu Zhiyi, each with a very solemn expression.

Fu Zhiyi took out a telescope and looked towards the battlefield.

After all, we were too far away. Apart from seeing the firelight more clearly, we couldn't see what was happening on the battlefield.

The guards on the side have given instructions that the entire city is under martial law and that citizens are not allowed to walk on the streets without receiving any notice.

Another order was passed down, requiring the guards and soldiers in the city to be on high alert and keep an eye on the news and movements on the battlefield.

Fu Zhiyi looked at the garrison's well-organized arrangements and did not say anything.

The garrison commander arranged the affairs and signaled his subordinates to leave.

Then he came over, his expression showing his worry: "An attack in the middle of the night, I don't know if it was a surprise attack from the Xirong or a surprise attack from us."

Fu Zhiyi didn't say anything.

The northwest wind was still very cold in the early morning of May, but Fu Zhiyi and the shoubei didn't seem to feel it at all.

Standing on the city wall, staring at the northwest in a daze.

Finally, daybreak arrived and I could see clearly.

They only dared to send a few people to the front line to check the situation.

But no news was brought back for a long time, and everyone was worried.

Towards the afternoon, there were finally traces of people at the end of the road.

Because they were far away, they couldn't tell who was friend or foe, so everyone held their weapons tightly.

When we got closer, we found that they were injured soldiers who were retreating from the front battlefield.

There is no room left in the camp ahead.

So the lightly injured soldiers were transferred to Gan Ning City.

Fu Zhiyi immediately arranged for people to receive these wounded soldiers.

At the same time, he asked about the current situation at the front line.

I heard from the wounded soldiers who were retreating in front that the Western Rong had been defeated and had already retreated.

The commander-in-chief was ordering the left and right armies to cooperate with the central army to encircle the enemy.

Fu Zhiyi and the garrison commander finally felt half relieved.

Come to think of it, if victory wasn't in sight, there would be no time to clean up the battlefield, count the wounded and send them to the rear for treatment.

Fortunately, there are sufficient medicinal materials in Ganning City, although there are not many doctors.

But they were all minor injuries, and there were many local people who were nimble and skillful, so it was enough to recruit some of them to help apply medicine and clean the wounds.

Fu Zhiyi knew that these wounded soldiers who retreated were only a part of the army, and they would return after the war was completely over.

I’m afraid that more wounded soldiers will retreat to Ganning City.

He has to prepare in advance.

While thinking about it, he ordered people to go to the nearby towns and recruit all the doctors.

He also asked people to collect various kinds of strong liquor and Shaodaozi.

He remembered that when he was in South Vietnam, Doctor Qi had experimented with using strong liquor to clean wounds. Although it would be very painful at the time, the chance of the wound becoming inflamed would be reduced, and the chance of survival would be greatly increased.

The liquor and knives collected previously have all been sent to the camp. More will be needed later, so we have to continue collecting.

Orders were issued one after another from the government.

The entire Ganning City, including the nearby towns, quickly began to operate, providing resources to Ganning City in a steady stream.

There was a constant stream of people coming in and out to report to the government.

By dark, the matter was finally settled.

Fu Zhiyi stood up and stretched his arms and legs, only to find that he had hardly eaten or drunk anything for the entire day.

Fortunately, the waiter was very helpful and had heated up the food several times. Seeing that Fu Zhiyi was finally free, he hurriedly brought the food over.

In today's situation, the kitchen was requisitioned to boil water and cook medicinal soup.

Fu Zhiyi had to scrape out a small stove in the kitchen to prepare a meal. He cooked a large bowl of noodle soup, topped it with a thick layer of meat and a handful of chopped green onions.

It smells delicious.

Fu Zhiyi's stomach was aroused by the fragrance and he felt so hungry that he felt like he could swallow a cow.

He took the bowl, which was as big as a basin, and started eating.

After eating a bowl of noodles, my body felt warm and my stomach stopped growling.

He just took a sip of the tea foam brewed by the boss.

There were hurried footsteps outside.

Fu Shan hurried in with a gloomy look on his face. He approached Fu Zhiyi and whispered, "Prince Jin is missing."

"What?" The teacup in Fu Zhiyi's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, and his shoes and trouser legs were wet.

Fu Zhiyi couldn't care less about this and asked anxiously, "What's going on? Isn't the Prince of Jin the military supervisor? Why is he missing?"

After Fu Shan briefly explained why the King of Jin had disappeared, he revealed a rare hint of uneasiness: "The King of Jin has now gone deep into the heart of the grassland. I don't know where he's been led to. General Zhao has sent people to pursue him, but the grassland is so vast..."

He didn't say anything else.

Fu Zhiyi had a cold face and paced back and forth in the room for several rounds.

He turned and walked to the side, looking at the map hanging on the wall.

This map was left behind by the Ningping Marquis. The markings in some places are even more detailed than those used in the military today.

Fu Zhiyi looked at the map, calculating something rapidly in his mind.

After a while, he opened his eyes, beckoned Fu Shan forward, pointed to a spot on the map, and asked, "Did the King of Jin encircle us from here?"

Fu Shan stepped forward, took a look, thought about it, and nodded affirmatively.

"The central army is here. Logically, it should be faster to flee from here, but the King of Western Rong fled to the east road..." Fu Zhiyi muttered to himself, gesturing the route on the map with his hands.

"...This is a desert. Continuing east, this is the Qishan Mountains. After crossing these two mountains, it is the grassland."

"Taking this route can save hundreds of miles compared to retreating from the central army. Qishan, also known as Devil's Mountain, is said to have a complex terrain. If you are not a local who is familiar with it, you will almost certainly get lost..."

Fu Zhiyi tapped Qi Shan twice with his fingers, then looked up after a moment's hesitation and ordered, "Prepare the horses, take our men with you, and ask if there's anyone familiar with Qi Shan. If there is, take them along too."