Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 92 I Didn't Let You Down, Right?
Bai Mingwei had the best relationship with Qi Ge. On the road to marrying Qi Sister-in-law, Qi Brother had a hard time, but he never looked back.

She put in a lot of effort and became quite close friends with Sister-in-law Seven.

At this time, she saw her relatives and friends lying in a pool of blood. When she thought that Sister-in-law Qi might not come back, she couldn't help but feel sad. Her heart seemed to be stabbed constantly by the enemy's sword, and she was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She wiped away her tears and said with a choked sob: "You are so hurt even if you are beautiful or not, you still have the heart to say this. Don't move, I will stop the bleeding for you first."

After saying that, Bai Mingwei carried Yu Jiao into the temporarily vacated room, put her on the couch, and then took out a bottle of golden sore medicine that he carried with him.

In the absence of any other medicinal materials, she could only sprinkle the medicine on the bright red and dazzling wound.

The skin and flesh of the wound rolled around, and where a large piece had been cut off, blood soaked the bones, which was so shocking.

As soon as the golden sore medicine was poured down, Yu Jiao started gasping in pain.

But she still smiled and said softly: "Silly girl, don't be anxious, take your time, I won't hurt you."

Bai Ming's eyes were slightly red, and he pressed the wound with a cloth to stop the bleeding: "It doesn't hurt even after this."

In an instant, Yu Jiao's forehead was covered with cold sweat. Her voice became weaker, but filled with relief: "Mingwei, do you know? I have always believed that you can win this battle, and I believe it from the bottom of my heart. .”

Bai Ming wiped the corners of his eyes slightly: "I didn't disappoint you, right?"

Yu Jiao nodded slowly: "Mingwei, you make me very proud, full of pride. If there is such a thing as ghosts in the world, then your seventh brother, my stupid husband, must be proud of you even under Jiuquan."

Bai Mingwei laughed out loud with tears on her face: "Sister-in-law Qi, Brother Qi will also be proud of you. Without you, the Yan army from Liancheng would have rushed to Yao City to support you."

Yu Jiao laughed out loud. Although he was injured so seriously, his face was full of energy: "That's right, I am the Queen of the General. If I can return to Beijing alive, then I can go to see the Queen Mother without any guilt."

"I can also stand tall and tell her that I, Yu Jiao, have not lost the character of my ancestors. On the land where my ancestors' blood has been spilled, I, Yu Jiao, have also fulfilled their will with my actions."

"I, Yu Jiao, am the Queen of the General. Although I am a daughter, I still have a heart as good as that of a man! I, Yu Jiao, am not afraid of those Beiyan thieves..."

As he talked, Yu Jiao finally fainted from the pain.

Bai Mingwei wiped her sweat distressedly, and his voice was as low as the wind whispering softly: "Sister-in-law Qi, we will return to the capital alive, we will definitely do it."

After waiting for a long time, a doctor's wife finally came to treat Yu Jiao's wound. However, Yu Jiao, who woke up from the pain, urged Bai Mingwei over and over again: "Go and deal with your matter quickly. I'll be fine. It's a small injury and you won't die!" "

Although Bai Mingwei was reluctant to leave Sister-in-law Seven, she had a mountain of things to deal with, so she could only leave Sister-in-law Seven to attend to her official duties.

The smell of blood drifted away with the green smoke, corpses scattered on the ground, and blood-stained weapons everywhere.

The soldiers didn't even have time to rest, so they went to clean up the messy battlefield.

When the banner of the Bai family army was hung on the wall, the common people who had been wiped out by Beiyan soldiers finally showed their long-lost smiles.

The girls who were snatched away by Beiyan soldiers were also rescued and returned to their parents.

After several battles, too many people died.

It was rare to see young and strong men alive, but only gray-haired old men and women, as well as children in their late teens.

Even young women are rarely seen.

Bai Mingwei listened to the reports from his men, and finally a smile appeared on his lips.

Because she had already formulated a quick counting method before going on the expedition, Bai Mingwei knew the result before Bai Xiuying and the others came to Yao City to meet up.

"Girl, our army wiped out more than 3 enemies in this battle, killed 250 people, and seriously injured 970 people. Some of the remaining soldiers were only slightly injured, and some were unscathed." Bai Ming Wei's face was calm, the joy of victory was only momentary, but more importantly, he felt sadness and heartache for the sacrificed soldiers.

Although the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly and casualties were unavoidable, she still hoped that the soldiers who fought for Dongling could return to their hometown alive.

To meet their parents, wives, children, and the girls waiting for them to return.

Bai Mingwei took a deep breath and ordered: "The information of each deceased must be registered, the pension affairs must be done, and their important belongings must be kept."

"Their remains will also be cremated, and the ashes, relics, and pension money will be handed over to their relatives when the time comes."

"Their names and deeds are also engraved on the stone tablets. The stone tablets with the names of heroes are erected at the gate of the city, so that everyone entering and leaving the city can admire their glorious deeds."

The lieutenant cupped his hands: "Obey!"

Bai Mingwei stood up and came to the messy battlefield. She was still covered in dirt. The sticky and fishy smell of blood lingered around her like an invisible aura.

She didn't care at all.

Wearing a suit of heavy armor, holding the sword at his waist, he walked on the battlefield.

"Kang Keng Keng..."

It was the sound of her armor.

It sounded in this ancient city, adding a bit of desolation.

Devastated and wrecked everywhere.

They won, but it was a miserable victory.

Behind the joy is blood.

Behind the victory, all bones will wither.

Suddenly, a suppressed cry came from the front.

The cry was low, as if he was afraid that the hard-won joy would be diluted by crying.

Bai Mingwei walked towards the cry and saw a thin soldier lying on a corpse and crying.

Seeing Bai Mingwei approaching, he quickly wiped away the tears on his face and saluted respectfully: "Big girl."

Bai Mingwei looked at the corpse on the ground with desolate eyes and asked, "Is it a close relative?"

The thin soldier shook his head: "No, I don't even know him, but he blocked a fatal blow for me. Before he died, he told me not to be sad."

"He said that I am still young and still have a long way to go to serve the country, but he is already old and will no longer be able to hold a sword in two years. He will die like this without any regrets."

As he spoke, the soldier covered his face and cried, his hoarse sounds echoing through the empty streets.

Bai Mingwei walked over, patted the soldier on the shoulder, and said the tenderest words in an indifferent voice: "No sacrifice on the battlefield is meaningless. He used his life to practice the Bai family army's mission of protecting others." Promise, he is a worthy hero.”

"You should be proud to have such a comrade, remember his righteousness, fight for others like him, and become another respected hero."

(End of this chapter)