"Have you seen this kind of bug before?" Han Changmu asked in a deep voice.
Yao Yao shook his head blankly: "No."
Han Changmu tilted his head and asked in confusion: "Then how did you find out that there was something wrong with the jade noodles and the water."
Yao Yao felt a little embarrassed to say it. After thinking for a while, he muttered: "I smell something sticky."
Han Changmu didn't hear clearly, leaned forward slightly and asked, "What?"
Yao Yao quickly changed the subject: "Sir, are you going to detoxify the garrison? I will prepare whatever is needed."
Xu Xiangli nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Han Changshi, the Fifth Beacon is remote and many things are not available, but the medicinal materials are still quite complete."
Han Changmu gave up questioning Yao Yao and followed Xu Xiangli into the garrison. He wrote down the needed medicinal materials and handed them to a garrison who was conscious before he had time to eat. Then he went down to prepare.
The garrison was very neat and quickly delivered the medicinal materials Han Changmu needed.
While Han Changmu was carefully preparing the antidote, Xu Xiangli was not idle either.
The crazy garrison men danced for half an hour and had already collapsed on the ground. At this time, let alone the Turks, even a little girl with no strength could kill these people in one fell swoop. .
Xu Xiangli has been crossing the border for more than ten years. Although he is only a small guard officer, he still has a somewhat obscure reputation. Such a situation that capsizes in the gutter really makes him angry.
He suppressed his frightened and angry thoughts and arranged the following matters in an orderly manner.
He ordered the garrison to be closed and no one was allowed to enter or leave. He sent two awake and healthy garrison troops to the fourth beacon to mobilize reinforcements to prevent the Turks from attacking the fifth beacon.
Then all the garrison soldiers who collapsed from exhaustion were gathered together and guarded.
Water springs also need to be guarded.
After arranging these, Xu Xiangli calculated the remaining garrison troops and found that there were no longer enough for changing the guard.
He raised his head and looked thoughtfully at Han Changmu who was preparing the medicine.
Han Changmu noticed Xu Xiangli's gaze, raised his head and said calmly: "Officer Xu, A Yao wants to stay and help me prepare the medicine. The remaining four people can be mobilized as you wish."
Xu Xiangli was overjoyed. He felt that it was too obvious for him to call Han Changmu brothers. This man was too irritated with him. He thanked him without any hesitation: "So, thank you for being a brother."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and smiled, then ordered Gu Chen to follow Xu Xiangli and go to the wine shop to find the remaining people.
The situation in the wine shop is not much different from that of the garrison. Sabao and his party are not as strong as the garrison. They have been crazy for so long, and some of them are foaming at the mouth and unconscious.
Xu Xiangli kicked Guard Li, who was still struggling, and ordered the people from the garrison to be sent to the wine shop to wait until the antidote was available before making plans.
After hearing Han Changmu's arrangement, Meng Sui saluted several people and followed Xu Xiangli's arrangement.
But Wang Xian hesitated for a moment and said: "Guard Xu, there are two people missing from Sa Bao's group. It is the mute girl and the old man that the young master ordered us to keep an eye on before. Chen Gui and I were looking for him inside and outside the inn. We passed, but we didn't find them. I don't know if they took advantage of the chaos to go out. If they went out successfully to report the news, it would be very detrimental to us."
Xu Xiangli's heart sank. The fort was in chaos, and it was expected that the two people walked out.
Now that it has happened, it cannot be changed, so all we can do is make adequate preparations.
He said solemnly: "I have ordered the fort to be closed and no one is allowed to enter or leave. I have also sent soldiers to the Fourth Beacon to mobilize rescue troops. The reinforcements will arrive in an hour at most." He paused slightly and said to Meng Sui raised his hand from a few people away: "It's just that most of the garrison troops in the fifth beacon have been poisoned and have no fighting power. There are insufficient manpower in the garrison. I have to do this lookout thing for you brothers."
Meng Sui, who was separated by a few people, was busy returning the gift, followed Xu Xiangli into the fort, changed clothes, climbed onto the fort platform, and looked into the distance alertly.
The weather was very good, with a few thin clouds changing shapes in the blue sky, giving it a somewhat eerie feel.
The late autumn sunshine gently penetrates the thin clouds and gently falls on the ground.
Yellow gravel and dust are flying in the wind, and the dry breath is pervasive.
The knife at his waist shone with a bright cold light, and his hand was covering it, a chill spreading from his palm to his whole body.
Gu Chen held the knife and walked back and forth on the fort, occasionally looking at Meng Sui as he passed by.
Although the two people never spoke, and although they were still as awkward as before, they were obviously no longer as tense as before.
After arranging everything, Xu Xiangli suddenly relaxed and sat on the bed, stiff and motionless.
This kind of relaxation is not the kind of relaxation where you have a chance of winning, but after you have made all the preparations, there is nothing else to do. You can only wait for the sword hanging above your head to fall. It is waiting for the disaster to come. The kind of relaxation that is extremely tense.
After a moment of silence, Xu Xiangli suddenly came to his senses. What was going on with the broken jar lying like this? He straightened up and looked at Han Changmu.
A small red clay stove was placed on the dining table, and a stoneware medicine jar sat on the small stove. The flames licked the jar, burning the jar red.
The water in the jar is the rainwater stored in the fort. In this place, water is the most precious thing. In order to avoid wastage, large jars half a person's height are placed in the yard to collect rainwater and store it.
On weekdays, the rainwater stored in these tanks is used for washing and bathing, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today.
Han Changmu carefully prepared the medicine and poured it into the medicine jar, quietly looking at the steam rising from the mouth of the jar.
Within a moment, the bitter medicinal smell filled the air.
"Brother Han, when will this medicine be ready?" Xu Xiangli and Han Changmu felt the same hatred, and their titles were quietly changed, showing a bit of intimacy.
Han Changmu seemed completely unaware of Xu Xiangli's change in attitude. His face was expressionless, with a hint of gloom in his eyebrows: "About half an hour." He was not sure and sighed softly: "Xu Shuguan, this medicine Whether it will work or not, I really don’t know.”
Xu Xiangli's phoenix eyes narrowed: "Brother Han, don't worry too much. It's up to people to plan things, and it's up to God to make things happen. If there is really no cure, it's just fate. I can't blame Brother Han."
Yao Yao kept stirring the medicinal soup with bamboo chopsticks, and waves of bitter and nauseating smell penetrated his nostrils.
She couldn't help but sigh.
It smells so bitter. If you drink it, wouldn't it be a bitter dilemma between life and death?
The medicine jar was gurgling, spitting out tiny blisters, one popped, and another formed.
More and more, it falls on people's hearts, urging them to face the difficult and dangerous road ahead.
Han Changmu leaned over and looked at the medicine, nodded and said calmly: "A Yao, okay, pour out the medicine."
Yao Yao placed a piece of fine cotton cloth on the mouth of the bowl, wrapped another piece of cloth around the handle of the medicine jar, blocked the mouth of the jar with bamboo chops, and then slowly poured out the medicinal soup.
The yellow, white, and brown medicinal residues were mixed together and blocked by the fine cotton cloth, and did not fall into the bowl at all.
Yao Yao pocketed the medicinal residue with a cotton cloth and placed it on the food table. He glanced at the dark medicinal soup in the bowl and curled his lips.
She watched Han Changmu prepare the medicine and cook it with her own eyes. There were all kinds of weird things here, not just medicinal materials.
If she hadn't been following Han Changmu from Chang'an City, she would have definitely thought that he was a definite Turkic spy, coming to give the garrison a dose of poison under the guise of making an antidote.
She hesitantly brought the medicine bowl to Han Changmu. The medicine soup was trembling in the bowl. She lowered her voice and said, "Master, really, do you want to drink it?"
Han Changmu raised his eyelids and said, "Drink."
Yao Yao lowered his eyebrows, a little depressed.
There was more than half a bowl of medicinal soup, more or less. It was not enough for one person, and it was not enough for two people.
Besides, who should be the first to eat the crab? It’s too difficult for her.
She pursed her lips: "Master, whoever you want to be the first to drink."
Han Changmu raised his eyes and flirted with Yao Yao, and finally his eyes fell on Xu Xiangli.
Yao Yao suddenly realized it. He gently placed the medicine bowl in front of Xu Xiangli and smiled politely: "Xu Shuguan, the medicine is ready. Who should you want to test the medicine first?"
Xu Xiangli is also in a dilemma.
At this moment, a sound of armor clattering broke his embarrassment.
Before I saw anyone, the heavy footsteps fell with the force of shaking the earth, and then a string of thunderous human words came: "Old Xu, what's wrong with you? Where are your soldiers? What's going on? Withered.”
Everyone looked at it.
A mountain-like projection fell on the door, and with the sound of footsteps, the projection moved into the hall.
The man who came was tall and strong. He stopped in the hall and blocked the entrance tightly.
Being laughed at, Xu Xiangli felt angry unconsciously. Instead, he stood up excitedly and patted the man on the shoulder. His eyes almost filled with tears as if he had just seen him: "Brother Zhu, you are here to see me." Is it lively?"
The mountain-like man was Zhu Rong, the garrison officer of the Fourth Beacon. After receiving the message from Xu Xiangli, he immediately ordered a hundred garrison troops and rushed to the Fifth Beacon.
Han Changmu raised his head and twitched the corners of his mouth.
When he arrived at the fourth beacon a few days ago, the guard officer Zhu Rong was not there, so he didn't see him. When he saw him this time, he realized that this was the kind of person Yao Yao often talked about. He painted a portrait and pasted it on the door to ward off evil spirits. .
Zhu Rong didn't pay attention to the outsiders here, and just laughed loudly with Xu Xiangli: "Brother, how can I see my elder brother's jokes? Brother Xu, just go about your business. I ordered a hundred garrison troops, all of them are elite soldiers and generals. I will guard this fort for my brother."
Seeing the reinforcements arriving, Xu Xiangli finally felt at ease and no longer had so many worries that restricted his actions. He waved his hand like a cattail leaf fan and said: "The soldiers under my hand are almost gone and are waiting for me." Brother Han’s antidote. There were also Brother Han’s subordinates on the fort, who had been watching them for half the night. Brother Lao arranged for someone to take them down to rest. The fort was handed over to him, and Brother Han and I set foot on it. Detoxify my soldiers steadily."
