Seeing that the wound was almost over, the doctor quickly took the surgery. Zhao Kuo was relieved. Sweat as big as beans fell from his cheeks. The doctor quickly took the clothes up and put them on Zhao Kuo to prevent him from catching a cold.

Zhao Kuo glanced at the doctor and waved his hand and said, "Get back!"

"promise!"

Zhao Kuo looked at the moon in the sky, people fought for breath, and trees fought for their skin. Zhao Kuo wanted to prove that he did not have to be a mess in Han Yi, he wanted to help Zhao Yong unify the world, and he wanted to be famous throughout the ages.

The family's resources and Zhao Kuo's own talents made him transform from an unknown man into a border guard general who commanded ten thousand people in just three years. No one knew what Zhao Kuo had experienced. The horse-fu clan added a charming talent. Including the Ma Teng clan, which has the same roots and origins, young talents are like carp crossing the river.

Zhao Yong was also very happy and restricted them. After all, every emperor had to maintain balance, and he was no exception.

Zhao Kuo endured the pain and put on his armor. He had to pretend to be nothing. He was the army's soul. People could die, but the army's soul could not disperse.

"Ah... it hurts... it hurts so much!..." A soldier on the corner of the city covered his wound, and there was another soldier pressing him, constantly grinding his wound with a knife to avoid infection and inflammation of the wound. Here time is life, and they have no way to wait for the wound to heal slowly. Soaking is their only choice.

"Hold on! Hold on! It'll be fine in a while!"

Zhao Kuo glanced casually, and this was nothing in his eyes. Zhao Kuo pressed the sword in his hand and greeted the soldiers behind him, "Give him some water! Let's calm down for a while! Carry out enough energy! What else will there be tomorrow?"

"Yes! General!" The soldiers on the side did not dare to disobey. In order to prevent the enemy from poisoning the water, Zhao Kuo collected a large amount of water in a row. The water tanks of each household were filled, large and small enough for them to last for seven days. If they were to save some use, they could last for half a month, so the entire water has now become a valuable resource.

"I can't stand it anymore... I'll stop doing it! I'm going home... I can't stand it anymore! Get out of here and don't pull me..." A seven-foot sweat suddenly rushed from the ground, looking confused, and rushing out regardless of the obstacles beside me.

"Stop! You run out now! You are the deserter, stop for me!" The soldier on the side pulled him and signaled him to be quiet.

But the soldier couldn't help it anymore and snorted coldly: "Get out! I'm leaving, I don't care about your nonsense! Get out!"

"I'll let you stop!" The soldier grabbed him, pulled out the bronze sword in his arms, and snorted coldly: "If you drive away! I'll chop you down!"

"Chun me! Come on! Come on!" The soldier couldn't bear it anymore. The cruelty of the war brought him mental pressure, which made him face collapse.

Zhao Kuo pressed the sword in his hand and stared at the front and said in confusion: "What's going on!"

"The two generals started arguing! It's no big deal!" The deputy general on the side said quickly, looking at the two of them, shook his head helplessly. When is it time, and he still has the intention to argue here. If you don't hurry up and have a good rest, what are you doing here?

"Follow me to see!" Zhao Kuo pressed the sword in his hand and his face was calm. His military power in this army was still a little short of fire. Maybe this was an opportunity.

"No!" The deputy general on the side didn't dare to say anything, so he could only respond from the side.

"Come on! Cut it here! Come on..." The man roared, looking like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"Bastard!" The soldier stared at the man with embarrassment. The hand holding the sword was unable to make a move. His incomplete sword, at least dozens of people, cut off the enemy's quick knife and cut the mess. It was like a bamboo shoot and was not ruthless, but he just couldn't make a move against this shameless guy.

"What's going on!" Zhao Kuo walked over with the sword in his hand, with a serious expression. He glanced at the guy who was provoking trouble, thinking about how to deal with him.

"General!" Then the soldier saw Zhao Kuo coming and knelt down on the ground, tears were already rising in his eyes. If Han Yi was there, he would definitely say, Oscar owes you a little golden man. Then the soldier hugged Zhao Kuo's thigh and said, "General...General! I have old people above and young people below, and my wife and children are waiting for me at home! I want to go home! Please let me go back! I kowtow to you!"

The soldier quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed. Every time he kowtowed, there was a sound of impact on the ground. It was obvious that he had used all his strength. The soldiers who were blocking him on the side had to retreat when they saw Zhao Kuo coming.

Zhao Kuo looked at the soldiers around him, and all of them showed hope. They didn't want to die here. They wanted to go home, their mother and children.

Zhao Kuo saw all this in his eyes, looked at the soldiers kowtowing below, gritted his teeth, and snorted coldly: "I didn't want to do this! You forced me!"

"General...you..." A cold light appeared in the soldier's eyes, and a cold light that Zhao Kuo drew his sword and slashed.

Zhao Kuo pulled out the sword in his arms, raised his sword and fell. A big head fell down. Blood splattered Zhao Kuo all over. When the soldiers around him saw that all their hair stood up. They stared at Zhao Kuo with embarrassment, and their faces showed a look of fear.

Zhao Kuo wiped the blood on his face, bypassed the soldiers, and snorted coldly: "I know you all miss home! You want to live! But have you ever thought that if you escape and this city is gone, there will be dozens of miles of people displaced. Among them are your family, your brothers, and there are no corners you are familiar with, and where will it become a bloody battlefield? Is this what you want to see?"

It turned out that there were still angry soldiers, and they calmed down at this moment. Zhao Kuo looked at everyone and pointed at the city gate behind him: "As soon as this city gate is gone! Start with me, Zhao Kuo! Kill it!"

Zhao Kuo's original gangster spirit was wiped out at this moment, with only the iron blood of soldiers.

"Brothers! Hold on! There are only ten days. As long as we hold on for ten days, we will win when General Li Mu's army of 100,000 will arrive!" Zhao Kuo looked at the soldiers behind him. He suppressed them with killing methods, but at the same time he also wanted to explain the truth to them.

"Defend the city and never retreat! Defend the country!"

"Defend the city and never retreat! Defend the country!"

"Defend the city and never retreat! Defend the country!"

I don’t know who shouted first, but they all became excited. Zhao Kuo looked at the group of people and knew that he had established himself and his morale was available.

"You stopped him just now. What's your name?" Zhao Kuo looked at the soldier with a blushing face and thick neck and asked him.

"Little man Zhao Kuang!"
Chapter completed!