Late at night.
In the deep night, the shadows of the mountains in the distance are abundant.
The night wind was cold, blowing across the entire safflower camp.
Not far away, the Canglin Immortal City at night was still brightly lit. The orange brilliance and the laughter and music faintly drifting from the wind complement the loneliness and loneliness of the barracks.
The wounded were gathered together.
Mulan patrolled at night and walked to the area where the wounded soldiers gathered, looking angry.
Her consciousness sensed many wounded soldiers, and she was shivering from the cold while hitting the floor at night. Some curled up, while others moaned in their sleep.
"What's going on? Why don't you open the magic circle and make the tent warmer?!" Mulan glared at the left and right, used his consciousness to recite, and scolded his subordinates.
Since the end of the ambush, great pressure has been hanging over Mulan's heart.
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"Nowadays, many wounded rely on military strength to barely support them. A sharp drop in morale will inevitably weaken the military strength, and many of the wounded will be implicated, minor injuries will turn into serious injuries, and seriously injured people will lose their lives."
General Mu's General's Mansion has become the target of many civil and military officials in the court.
Mulan said confidently: "Of course. Tomorrow is the day of military rations, with this batch of materials, our life will be much better, and we can ease this breath."
She cherishes the gifts her father gave her.
Ensuring warmth in the tent is indeed something that can be reduced in Mulan's view.
By the candlelight in front of the table, Mulan continued to deal with military affairs.
"What happened?" Mulan asked in a deep voice.
"Dad!" The child Mulan had already been guarding the gate, and when he saw his father, he shouted and ran all the way, and then couldn't wait to throw himself into General Mu's arms.
Settling accounts is not something she is good at, nor is it her preference.
Sleepiness struck him, and the exhausted Mulan lay on the table and fell asleep.
Now let her give the order to fill the spirit stone and raise the temperature, but she still can't give this order.
Mullan: ......
Zhang Chongyi is still treating the wounded.
Unexpectedly, General Mu straightened his face: "Nonsense!"
"Huh? What is this?" Mulan pointed to General Mu's shoulder armor, "Dad, you have flowers on your shoulders."
"The more fierce the war, the more casualties there will be, the more the blood spirit flower will sprout, and the brighter the color."
Mulan came to him, stretched out his hand to hold him, and his expression was like iron: "Lie down and get treated."
Mulan immediately refused.
Mulan calculated for a long time, looking at the book, feeling as if he was falling into the abyss.
She has to calculate each account carefully and find ways to save money in all aspects.
The subordinate hurriedly reported: "General, our army's spirit stones are not enough, and what should be reduced must be reduced."
Zhang Chongyi said: "Most of the wounded are veterans of the army, and they have no complaints, they only care about defeat."
Most of the wounded soldiers were lying on the ground, hitting the floor and falling asleep.
Bloody gas, poisonous gas, typhoid fever......
"Wait for tomorrow, tomorrow I will receive military rations and a small amount of spirit stones, at least to improve the soldiers' food, and maintain it for a while."
Mulan said in a deep voice: "We must do everything possible to cure them."
"Uncle Zhang, although our army has withdrawn from the battlefield, the situation is still dangerous." Zhang Chongyi was dumbfounded, and after a while, he nodded slowly, his voice hoarse: "That's true, I didn't think it through."
General Mu stretched out his hand, folded it off, and handed it to Mu Lan: "This is the Blood Spirit Flower."
General Mu turned his head and looked at his left shoulder, and sure enough, he saw a bright red bud, rooted between the gaps in the shoulder armor, swaying gently in the breeze.
The gap on the books was so big that Mulan didn't dare to hand over the ledger to the quartermaster to deal with.
"Don't mention this matter!"
The subordinate said: "We went to lead the army's rations, but the Immortal City said that there were procedures that had not been completed, and we needed to make up the procedures before we could release the grain."
"This is the real family background of your general's mansion."
Mulan barely squeezed out a smile: "Uncle Zhang, although the military expenditure is small, there are still some guarantees. You have worked hard for three days and three nights, what thoughts and emotions do the wounded have?"
Mulan fell silent.
She is a tiger girl and has always had a clear judgment of her own situation.
"It is a safflower watered with blood and life, and it is also the origin of the name of our Mu family's safflower camp."
"Uncle Zhang, you took refuge in our army and funded almost all of your net worth.
Zhang Chongyi exhaled a turbid breath, and his expression became much more relaxed: "That's good, this is good."
"We have too few doctors, even if I get up early and treat them greedily, I can't deal with so many wounded."
However, the seriously injured person on the stretcher, after discovering Mulan, struggled to get up and salute.
Mulan walked out of the tent with a heavy heart.
"The conditions in the barracks are very bad, and even the temperature cannot be guaranteed."
"It doesn't play a role in me."
A pungent smell hit my face.
After a while, in the main general's tent, Zhang Chongyi dragged his tired body and reported to Mulan: "The situation is very bad."
"Uncle Zhang, I have been carefully taught by my father since I was a child, don't worry, I have it all."
Mu Lan's eyes were sharp: "This matter must not be done! If the pawn goes out, it will undoubtedly make the weakness of our army public. Not only is it a heavy blow to our morale, but it will also cause the enemy to swarm."
"If there are a few more cold nights like this, I am afraid that many seriously injured people will lose their lives." Mulan looked up and looked up at his father, his eyes full of admiration and admiration: "Dad."
"It's not child's play, and war is not a game. In every war, there will be casualties and sacrifices. You will become the main general of the Red Flower Camp in the future, remember, do your best to reduce the sacrifices of our army, and water the blood spirit flower with the enemy's blood!"
General Mu returned to the camp victorious.
He half-knelt beside a stretcher, took out the mud from the clay pot with his hands, and applied it to the wound of the wounded.
"You have to respect it, respect every war."
But there was no way, the cruel and cold reality forced her to do so.
This time, Mulan was forced to join the army on behalf of his father, and it was they who did it.
When she saw her subordinate's anxious face, she couldn't help but feel a strong sense of bad luck in her heart.
In silence, Mulan lifted the curtain and entered the tent.
"I once reported to you, this is your order."
"General!" The wounded choked up.
From time to time, he urged the exercises to transport medicinal power for the wounded.
On the only more than 20 stretchers, there were seriously injured people.
"If it really doesn't work......"
The military expenditure was so tight that even if it cost only a few hundred spirit stones overnight, it made Mulan have to compete.
Once the Red Flower Camp exposes its weakness, it is like blood flowing from the wound of its prey, and the sharks will inevitably be attracted to it.
Zhang Chongyi knew very well that Mulan was by no means a stingy person, and he would never do anything to deduct military expenses.
In a daze, she dreamed of her childhood.
……
As soon as she opened her mouth, her attention was drawn to a flower.
Zhang Chongyi smiled bitterly: "I am no longer Yuan Ying. If the golden pill falls on the spot, the natal magic weapon will also be implicated, and it is a defective product."
Zhang Chongyi: "If we hold on, can we hold on?"
Seeing Mulan, Zhang Chongyi only glanced at it and continued his treatment.
Mulan sighed bitterly in his heart.
"It grows fast and decays quickly."
What she thought at the time was: "There should be no shortage of pensions for the fallen soldiers, and the places that should be saved must be saved as much as possible!"
Zhang Chongyi sighed and waved his hand at Mulan again and again.
"General, general, wake up!" The subordinate hurriedly reported and woke up the sleeping Mulan.
He had just heard a bang, it was Mulan's forehead that hit his breastplate.
She is even more willing to gallop on the battlefield and kill the enemy chieftain with arrows!
"Why don't you pawn this treasure in exchange for military expenses!" Zhang Chongyi said.
"This flower only grows and blooms on the battlefield."
"When you are injured, let's kill the enemy together." Mulan encouraged.
Zhang Chongyi frowned: "Has the situation reached such a bad level? How much military spending is there?"
She quickly recalled that during the day, she was dealing with military affairs and worrying about the bottoming out military expenses.
Speaking of this, Zhang Chongyi took out a magic weapon and handed it to Mulan.
"Mu Lan, you are the only heir to the General's Mansion, you must understand the weight of the blood spirit flower!"
"Yes, General!" The wounded man was excited, rolled his eyes, and fainted on the spot.
"Hey, hey, slow down, slow down." General Mu couldn't shout too much, so he could only half-kneel on the ground, helplessly opening his arms and trying to catch Xiao Mulan with his softness.
"Blood spirit flowers are not ordinary flowers, they cannot be raised."
Mulan was very happy: "This flower is so beautiful, I want to feed it well."
Mulan raised her small face, her face full of seriousness and seriousness. She said loudly: "Dad, I remember!"
Mulan was moved: "This is Uncle Zhang's magic weapon at the bottom of the box, how can you use it to exchange for money?"
Zhang Chongyi did not close her eyes for three days and three nights in a row, and she did the same, constantly inspecting the barracks, comforting the soldiers, and settling accounts.
"They are all a group of elite soldiers and good soldiers. If you die of illness in the barracks because of insufficient military funds and insufficient treatment, it would be a pity."
She looked up and saw that the sunlight had already shone into the tent through the open curtain.
A few wounded were in a half-asleep state due to pain.
Military spending is too tight!
"I haven't removed my armor yet, it hurts you, right?" General Mu asked distressedly.
When he left, Mulan frowned, his confident gaze dissipated, revealing hesitation and sorrow.
As the leader of the first team, she must maintain confidence and maintain a strong atmosphere at all times. If the main general sighs and frowns, can he expect morale to be maintained?
Mu Lan's expression froze.
"We asked, it means the supervising general!"
"What?!" When Mulan heard this, his eyes went dark.
The most worrying thing still happened! This military ration is a life-saving food for the current Red Flower Camp.
"Zhao, Xi!" Mulan was furious, and immediately adjusted his armor, put on a bright red cloak, and called out to a group of subordinates, "Let's go, this general will go and collect it in person, see who dares to stop me?!"
(End of this chapter)