Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Lu Ziqing rolled his eyes at the dim tarpaulin and sighed, "This tent is still not as comfortable as our house."

The grassland is located at a high altitude, so the temperature difference between morning and evening is large. It's normal to be cold, but this cold is too...

Before he could finish his thoughts, he turned over and found that the quilt on him was gone.

Looking at the person behind him, he was wrapped tightly and looked like he was in a dream.

He chewed his food from time to time, then frowned and mumbled a few words.

"...Don't run, let's compete..."

Lu Ziqing: “…”

No wonder it was so cold. Did he get woken up by the cold?

This guy's habit of rolling up the quilt hasn't changed at all. He sleeps more soundly than a pig with a silly look on his face, and even in his dreams he doesn't forget to look for someone to duel with.

Martial arts fanatic!

It was cold all night and he had no time to sleep, so he simply got up, lifted the curtain and went out in the dark. The cold air suddenly hit his face, making him sneeze.

The grassland was covered with mist and water vapor, and you couldn't see far away. The green grass was covered with dewdrops.

Except for the soldiers on duty, no one else got up. Lu Ziqing stretched and walked alone on the grassland for a while to refresh himself.

Soon the sky was bright and the fog gradually dissipated.

He unknowingly came to a stream under a hill. He scooped up some clean water to wash his face and continued walking down the stream.

But the further we went down, the stronger the unpleasant fishy smell became, and since I hadn't eaten breakfast, I felt nauseous in my stomach and throat.

There are often cattle and sheep dying of disease on the grassland, and there are also wolves roaming around, so it is normal for them to be bitten to death or eaten.

Lu Ziqing covered his mouth and nose, walked over a big rock, and his eyes fell on the grass not far away. His heart suddenly sank.

Dozens of dead bodies, men, women, old and young, were lying on the ground in all directions. Judging from their clothes, they were obviously ordinary people.

There is a clear order in the army not to kill civilians. Who killed these people?

Lu Ziqing walked into the village suspiciously and was shocked again.

The ground was littered with dead bodies, and the white tents were stained with blood, red and black.

Vultures flew in groups of three or five and landed on the grass not far away to wait.

"Could this be done by soldiers in the army?"

"Ah-"

Several shouts were heard.

Lu Ziqing suddenly looked up and looked stealthily in the direction of the shouting.

It soon stopped in front of a tent on the side, and a curse was heard from inside.

"You bastards, let us go..."

Lu Ziqing pushed aside the torn tarpaulin and was shocked to see a dozen soldiers bullying three women.

"Please let me go, I beg you..."

"Sure, but..." A soldier laughed and said, "Let me have some fun first.

There were still children crying on the ground, and three men tied to a wooden frame in the corner were struggling with the ropes.

The brute force he exerted made veins bulge on his temples and his face flushed red.

"You bunch of beasts, I'm going to chop you up, ah——"

Lu Ziqing clenched his fists. "Sure enough, these soldiers are so bold that they dare to secretly kill civilians."

He took three or five big strides to the door and raised his hand to lift the curtain, but when his hand was about to touch it, it suddenly stopped in mid-air.

He and Su Chengfeng had finally managed to sneak into the military camp and traveled thousands of miles to come here. Wasn't it just to gain trust and have a chance to enter the palace?

If we rush in now, we will offend these soldiers and be blamed by the generals.

At the very least, they would be beaten with dozens of military sticks and expelled from the barracks; at the worst, they would be convicted and imprisoned, or even...

Lu Ziqing didn't dare to think any further. He curled his fingers into fists, then finally retracted them and turned away.

Inside the house, several soldiers quickly succeeded, and they were very satisfied with their crooked mouths and raised eyebrows.

The other soldier was different. Not only did he fail to succeed, but he also suffered damage to his lower body.

He fell on the bed, holding a pile of flesh and blood. His face and neck were red from the tension, and sweat kept oozing out of his pores.

He lost too much blood and it looked like he wasn't going to survive.

The others were so frightened that they screamed loudly. The sound seemed to carry electricity and suddenly reached Lu Ziqing's ears outside the tent.

He had clearly walked two meters away, but the heart-wrenching screams still lingered.

I couldn't help but think to myself that I was a doctor who saved lives and I clearly hated all the injustice in the world.

But I don’t know since when I became so timid?

To be more specific, it probably started when I met my master and senior sister.

Lu Ziqing has tasted the ultimate evil in the world and also experienced the most gentle warmth in the world, so he began to fear loss and fear of unnecessary entanglement.

If possible, he would like to live a peaceful life in his own little piece of land, without being disturbed by anyone, and without wanting to disturb anyone.

However, there are too many things in this world that are beyond our control and we can’t do anything about them.

If you always want to escape when encountering problems, then what is the difference between you and a cowardly mouse?

Lu Ziqing was upset after hearing this. He suddenly stopped and turned to walk towards the big tent without thinking.

He suddenly lifted the curtain and walked in. A middle-sized leader soldier was about to chop the child with a knife.

"Stop!" Lu Ziqing stopped them sternly. "Who gave you permission to kill civilians?"

The chief soldier stopped at the sound and walked over with murderous intent.

"Who are you? If you dare to disturb my good deeds, get out of here if you want to live. I'm not in the mood to kill you right now."

Lu Ziqing saw that he was already a thousand-man army officer by the rank of a thousand-man commander.

"The army has long issued clear orders prohibiting the massacre of civilians. How dare you?"

The captain disagreed, put his knife back on his shoulder and glanced up and down.

"Looking at your clothes, you're just a traveling doctor recruited by the people. Do you really think you're that important? You dare to give orders in front of me? I advise you to be rude and leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you."

Lu Ziqing pretended not to hear and asked himself, "Aren't you afraid of being punished by military law?"

"Military law?" The captain tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, and snorted.

"My Ningdong Iron Cavalry has been stationed at the border for many years. They are the primary cavalry for border defense and the Northern Expedition. They have made countless military achievements and are under the direct command of General Guo. How can a young boy who is still wet behind the ears compare to them?"

I have heard for a long time that the Ningdong Iron Cavalry is the defense line of Daning. The soldiers are all brave and good at fighting, with outstanding achievements. They are the leader of the seven border defenses.

It was also because of this that this elite cavalry gradually emerged, and they were arrogant from top to bottom.

It turned out to be the case today.

"So, you mean that the general is incompetent and cannot compare to General Guo?" Lu Ziqing said.

The captain looked disdainful and didn't respond. Lu Ziqing stared at him.

"The commander of the Dragon Imperial Army is the emperor's chosen general for the Northern Expedition. I don't care who your general is or how many military achievements he has made. As a soldier, you must strictly abide by military orders. Disobeying the commander-in-chief is equivalent to disobeying the emperor's orders. Are you planning a rebellion?"

Being able to rise to the rank of a thousand-householder in the army was certainly not something that could be easily frightened. Instead, these threats only made him more excited.

"You have a sharp tongue." The captain turned around, looking me up and down with a slanted glance. "You are just a lowly military doctor of no rank, and you dare to accuse me of rebellion in just a few words?"

He turned around and put the knife to the side of Lu Ziqing's neck, leaning forward with a sinister look in his eyes.

"Are you really not afraid of death? Don't think that I won't kill you just because you're in the military."

Lu Ziqing could still tell how much truth there was in this sentence.

Even though he had no rank, he knew the status of a military doctor in the barracks. No one would dare to execute a doctor privately unless he made a serious mistake.

"You executed a military doctor without authorization." Lu Ziqing stared at the captain. "Your crime is even more serious."

Qianhu: "..."

He didn't expect that this kid, who had a powdered face and looked like a scholar, looked weak and fragile, but turned out to be a tough guy.

"Yes, I dare not kill you." The captain turned his head to look at the prisoner and said calmly.

"But what if a local citizen wanted to kill a rapist who had raped a woman?"

This reason seems a hundred times more legitimate than before.

Lu Ziqing didn't want to gamble, so he subconsciously clenched the hand hanging by his side, anticipating when the knife on his chest would strike.

"He's asking for death. Take him down."

Hearing the sound, the surrounding soldiers raised their swords to attack, and a dagger slipped out of Lu Ziqing's sleeve.

With quick eyes and hands, he slashed Qianhu's wrist with a knife and immediately pressed the knife against his neck.

Qianhu held his wrist, frowned, bared his teeth, screamed in pain, and blood flowed.

He didn't want to die on the spot. The tension and fear seemed to pull at the muscles in his throat, making it difficult for him to speak clearly.

"Don't be impulsive. We can talk it over."

Lu Ziqing glanced at the soldier in front of him and lowered the blade in his hand a few inches.

He deliberately lifted Qianhu's neck half an inch upwards, neither too lightly nor too heavily, his voice deep and fierce.

"Release them all!"

The dagger shone with silver light and was chilling. Every inch it moved seemed as if it would cut the slightly protruding carotid artery beneath the thin skin.

When the soldiers saw their leader being captured, they just raised their swords and jumped forward, ready to try, but they didn't dare to actually take action.

The captain was terrified, fearing that the knife on his neck might go astray, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

“…Let go!”

Just as several people walked out of the tent.

“Hmph—”

Several arrows flew in from outside the tent.