Genius Doctor Peasant Girl

Baili Mochen walked to the guard beside him and drew out his sword.

Holding different weapons in his left and right hands, suddenly the two weapons hit each other, and the guard's saber was cut with a single knife.

The soldiers in the camp were surprised that this knife was so powerful.

Baili Mochen found several brand-new armors, slashed them up, and also broke them in half.

Everyone almost took a breath, the knife was cutting iron like mud, and it was strange that the fifty thousand soldiers were almost destroyed.

"My lord, what kind of ore is this weapon? Why is it so sharp?" Someone asked questions immediately after the Baili ink dust experiment.

"This is what is obtained from ordinary iron ore, but the refining process may be different, or something else may be added to it."

Baili Mochen's eyes kept staring at the weapon in his hand, and he explained faintly.

"This **** Hun ghost is so despicable. He even made this weapon into such a double-edged weapon with such a barb. Isn't it typical that we don't want our people to survive?" Another soldier complained.

Weapons with barbed thorns, as long as they enter the enemy's body together, they will cause unhealable damage, and even the intestines and internal organs will be taken out, which is extremely cruel.

"How many people can survive on the battlefield?" As soon as the general finished speaking, someone immediately retorted. "However, their actions like this are indeed too vicious. Lord, what should we do next?"

This can be regarded as asking the point, what to do next is the most important thing.

"What is a good way for everyone?" Baili Mochen turned to look at the generals present.

The camp was silent for a while, what should I do? The opponent has such a weapon.

Their weapons and armors are unstoppable, what should we do?

Is it just like this and has been consuming like this with them?

"My lord, my subordinates believe that the Huns have limited food and grass, and they must not be able to fight against me for a long time. That's why they came up with such an insidious method. Now we only need to close the city gate and guard the border."

The general who thought he looked very brave stood up and held his fist towards King Yao.

"But this can only solve the problem for a while. Who knows if they have any other methods to siege the city? Besides, Liaodong is also ready to move. We stay here for a long time to fight, it's not a way!"

A general who seemed to be more gentle stood up and retorted.

"This... what do you say?" The brave general was rebutted and said nothing. He just shook off a sentence and said what to do, he sat down with his neck.

Hearing everyone's arguing back and forth, Baili Mochen rubbed his eyebrows and said: "Okay, it's all gone. Everyone should go back and think about any good ways to break the enemy. If you have any, please report to this king at any time."

Having said that, he waved to everyone, motioning everyone to disperse.

Everyone retreated in anguish, full of unwilling and worried expressions.

The defeat in the first battle has some impact on everyone's morale. You must know how many years they have not suffered a defeat.

Baili Mochen glanced at the weapon on the table, got up and left.

The Huns on the other side, because of their victory in the first battle, are now full of joy. Can they be upset that they have defeated the most powerful army in the world?

Although it was more than enough to win, but it was the first time in history that the loss rate of Yao King's soldiers could exceed 80%.

Prince Mohan is also full of joy at the moment, carefully and powerfully, as if the world is still in his pocket.

On the same day, he put out wine and celebrated, saying that he wanted to thank Hong Luan. If it hadn't been for the method she had given, he wouldn't be able to train such a powerful weapon.

"Come on, Miss Hongluan, I toast you a cup, thank you for your kind help, let us make a great victory in the first battle and hit the enemy hard. It's great!"

Prince Mohan, holding his wine glass high, respected the Red Luan.

"Don't dare, this is all the prince's credit, Hong Luan dare not take credit, as long as the prince remembers the agreement between us, Hong Luan will offer more strategies."

Hong Luan raised his wine glass with a charming face, and smiled at Prince Muhan.

"Hahahaha, yes, yes, don't worry, this prince never speaks for words!" Prince Mohan smiled in a good mood, and stretched out his hand to pat Hongluan's white and clean shoulder.

Then he raised his neck and drank all the wine in the glass.

Hongluan glanced at Prince Muhan's salty pork knuckle, with eyes full of contempt, but still shallowly took a sip of the wine.

"Hey! The saint looks down on this prince, this prince has seen the bottom, why are you still so many?"

Prince Mohan looked back and saw the wine glass in Hongluan's hand, pretending to be displeased.

"Prince forgive me, Hong Luan is hurt, and it is not suitable to drink, sorry." The eyes under the drooping eyelids were full of disgust, but Hong Luan still responded with a smile.

She is so seriously injured now that she is no different from ordinary people. Now she may not even be able to beat this pigboy, so she should keep a low profile.

"Oh, it's the prince's fault. I forgot that you still have injuries on your body. It is my fault. I will punish myself with three glasses to apologize to the girl!" Prince Mohan seemed to have realized that he immediately picked up the flask. , Pour and drink.

After three cups, Prince Mohan spoke again: "How is the girl's injury, do you need the help of this prince?"

"No! I'm almost fine, don't bother!" Hong Luan refused without hesitation.

Who cares about the help of this pigboy, if it weren't for the most convenient use of him now, she wouldn't want to stay here for a minute, smelly pigboy! Hong Luan almost gritted his teeth in his heart.

"That's fine, let the person inform me of what the girl needs at any time, thanks to you this time!" Prince Mohan began to drink himself again.

Halfway through the meal, Hongluan pushed away from the table, feeling unwell, and really didn't want to look at that hypocritical face anymore.

After Hongluan left, Prince Mohan showed a sly smile. Sooner or later, she would get this lady and her precious prescription.

At dinner time, Baili Mochen went to dinner with Chunfeng as usual.

"How? How about the war?" Chun Feng asked, standing up.

"Fortunately, you don't need to worry about this, just take a good rest." Baili Mochen looked at Chunfeng's quiet face, feeling that the day's boredom has disappeared.

Chunfeng was kept in the room all day, and she had no chance to get in touch with things outside, and no one told her the result of the war. She could only hear the rumble of war drums and the loud shouts.

"Hey, I am bored in the room every day and I am getting sick. Just tell me a story. Tell me, I'm so boring!" Chunfeng shook Baili Mochen's arm and said, shaking. .

"Well, it's really hard for you to stay in this room every day, but the body is the most important thing. If you don't raise it well, I won't let you go out." A certain prince was pampered.

"Okay, okay, I know, let's talk about the war." Chunfeng couldn't wait to know something new.