After being wrongly married, I stabbed my husband to death and became famous throughout the world.

Among them, Duan Changdong had the best physical fitness.

He was also the most diligent, practicing every day, but compared to Li Shu now... the intensity of his martial arts training was really weak.

“Uncle Yu, you’re teaching one person or a group, so why don’t we… train with you from now on? I see that little sister Ali has made great progress, and we’re really itching to join her…” Duan Changdong thought for a moment and felt his face getting hot.

Everyone used to think of Li Shu as a weak and useless little sister, but now that she's so serious, her strength will definitely be great in the future. What will they do if they can't compare to her?

"I saw it didn't say anything about practicing..." Chang Fa quickly shouted.

Chen Feiqing's face also paled, and he said somewhat timidly, "I'm not in good health..."

"Train! I'm the martial arts leader, you have to listen to me!" Duan Changdong was very firm. "All the men are meant to go to the battlefield, do you want to go and die? There's no harm in training more!"

The boys fell silent.

They wanted to live, but... they looked at Li Shu, who was holding one end of a spear, maintaining her balance steadily. She even had something hanging from the other end of the spear. How much strength did it take to keep the spear from falling?!

The weather hasn't warmed up yet, but Li Shu is already sweating profusely!

too bitter!

With Duan Changdong leading the way, no one else dared to say anything more and could only nod obediently.

After watching the incense burn out, Li Shu stopped to rest for a while. When she saw Duan Changdong and the others, she grinned naturally, as if she had forgotten about Lao Luo's incident: "If you all practice martial arts with Master, then I'll be the boss! How about we go to Beishan for some real combat in a few days?"

"..." Duan Changdong suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

If she's the boss, then what is he?

"If you want to be the boss, you have to be able to beat me first." Duan Changdong was unconvinced.

Li Shu didn't care: "Win against you? That day will come sooner or later. Besides, if we were to compete in archery now, you still wouldn't be able to beat me. We each have our strengths, but considering that you are older than me, I'd better not compete with you for the position of leader."

"..." Duan Changdong felt even more frustrated.

What do you mean by not arguing with him?

It's as if you're deliberately letting him win!

Who could feel comfortable with this?! We have to practice!

Before they started, the group listened to Old Yu's instructions and dug a hole in the yard. While they were working, Duan Changdong glanced at Li Shu and then said to Old Yu, "Da Wu gave Lao Luo twenty lashes as punishment, and also made him kneel under the sacred tree for three days. Lao Luo did not resist."

Li Shu knew that these words were meant for her.

Old Yu nodded: "That's to be expected, but..."

"I wrote to my former comrades a few days ago, but I haven't heard back yet. I was hoping to use our old friendship to help Lao Luo, but now it seems that things won't work out." Old Yu was very uneasy.

Upon hearing this, Li Shu stopped and asked, "Master, do we have a special channel to send letters to the army?"

"Yes." Old Yu nodded.

Most of the soldiers were recruited from other places. The military households in the border town only accounted for a small part. Although the number was small, they had been guarding this place for generations and were relatively united. Therefore, they were much more informed than others.

There were also special couriers to help deliver letters home. Under normal circumstances, they would travel back and forth once a month, but if there was an emergency, they could deliver the letter for an extra fee.

“I have a friend in the army, and I’d like to write him some letters. Is that alright?” Li Shubaba asked again.

“Yes, but… can you read?” Old Man Yu nodded, but then asked, puzzled.

The Chen siblings were also present, looking over in bewilderment.

Li Shu didn't hide anything, only saying, "I know some of them."

“Uncle Yu, Ali’s younger brother has been studying for several years. He has been taken care of by Ali since he was a child. It’s not surprising that Ali knows him.” Chen Ying was a little surprised at first, but she quickly explained it herself.

The characters in this world are more complex and differ somewhat from those in Li Shu's previous life, but they also have some similarities. Through a combination of guessing and inference, Li Shu managed to recognize the characters.

The herbal medicine book she bought before had both text and illustrations. She asked Dr. Cheng about the parts she didn't recognize, and her knowledge has improved somewhat.

"Ah Li can actually read, that's even more amazing..." Chang Fa and the others were all astonished.

Learning to read is very expensive.

The way everyone looked at Li Shu suddenly became more respectful.

Li Shu had made up her mind. She was going to write a letter to that good-natured Cheng, not to ask for anything, but simply to send her greetings.

It's rare to meet someone so naive and easily fooled, so I can't completely sever ties with them. They're a doctor, quite skilled, so it's good to befriend them.

Li Shu then inquired about the taboos associated with sending messages to the military camp, and that very night he began to write and draw.

The next morning, Li Shu suddenly heard the sound of a gong.

She felt something was strange, so she went outside to take a look. Old Man Yu from next door also stepped out of the yard, his face solemn. Seeing Li Shu's blank expression, Old Man Yu said, "Someone has died in battle."

"..." Li Shu's heart skipped a beat.

"Today is the fifteenth, the day for announcing death." Old Yu sighed. "It happens twice a month, on the first and fifteenth. Judging from the sound of the gong, there must be... two more dead."

……

Old Luo is still kneeling in front of the sacred tree.

His son's belongings had been returned, and he stared blankly, somewhat unable to believe it.

His relatives and neighbors had already donated some money to him. It wasn't much, but it was enough to smooth things over and prevent his son from becoming a soldier.

But why is his son already dead?

The messenger was also from their village. Seeing Old Luo's condition, he felt sorry for him and could only say, "The war is too intense. Those madmen outside have been fighting all winter and haven't been able to break through the pass. Now they're getting more and more anxious. A few days ago, General Rong led a troop to attack the enemy camp along the narrow peak and cut off their supplies, resulting in heavy losses..."

Luo opened his mouth, but the sound got stuck in his throat and couldn't come out.

His eyes were bloodshot, his head was buried in the ground, and his body was trembling.

Seeing this, bystanders tried to pull him up, but they couldn't get him to move an inch.

Li Shu watched from afar and, seeing the blood-stained clothes in Lao Luo's arms, could roughly guess the horrific state of his son before his death.

Sympathy? No, she just felt she needed to struggle even harder.

Human life is as insignificant as an ant's; if she doesn't crush others, she'll be crushed by them sooner or later.

She lowered her eyes and didn't step forward or say anything. After a while, Chen Ying arrived and asked, "When a father dies, the son takes his place; when a brother dies, the younger brother takes his place. Old Luo is still old enough to be in the army, right? His son died, but his family still needs someone to join the army, right?"

Chen Ying nodded: "Yes, it should take another ten years."

"Are there any other people in his family?" Li Shu asked again.

“That’s all,” Chen Ying said again.

Li Shu remained silent for a moment.

Sometimes, people don't seem like people. From a high place, these small bodies look like small stones that are thrown into the water without making a sound.

Even figures like General Xiang and General Nie, who are already dead, are, in some people's eyes, at most just a slightly larger stone. After making a little splash, they are praised by those on higher ground and then disappear without a trace.