eurekapd Chapter 471 Where are my legs?
Chapter 471 Where are my legs?
Shen Jinglin was breathing heavily, and when he wiped his forehead, he realized that he was sweating coldly.
At this moment, in a hidden corner of the building.
One person whispered, "Why did you save him? Such a treacherous person will become a traitor if you keep him."
The other person looked calm and said, "The message from the master is that he wants one of his legs. If he dies, will you carry the leg back to report?"
Hearing this, the person asking the question fell silent.
After Shen Jinglin came to his senses, he crawled to his feet and ran out with his back bent.
He must leave before the war is over, otherwise Song Jun will definitely settle the score with him when he returns to the barracks.
When he returns to Beijing, he will ask his family to raise more money, and then he can get a different identity to join the army. It will be the same then.
He is still young, he still has opportunities, and everything is still possible.
Next time, he will be more prepared and will always be able to make a big splash.
Shen Jinglin thought so, and because he was not keen on fighting, he avoided many enemy attacks along the way.
But the battlefield is chaotic and swords are brutal, so he won't always be so lucky.
Just as he chopped off one of the enemy's horse's legs and rushed forward before the horse fell, another infantryman jumped out from the rear and stabbed him in the lower back.
Shen Jinglin was busy running away and failed to dodge, and was injured in the lower back by a knife.
For a moment, his steps began to stagger.
Shen Jinglin's eyes turned red with pain, and he was in a hurry to escape, but the man behind him saw that he was not interested in fighting and chased him relentlessly.
Shen Jinglin was furious and fought with him in a hurry.
After a few rounds, he couldn't hold on any longer.
Shen Jinglin's throat tightened, but fortunately someone came forward to help him out.
Seeing this, Shen Jinglin didn't care whether the man lived or died, and ran away without looking back.
Soon, he ran out of the center of the battle between the two sides.
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer enemy troops around him, Shen Jinglin breathed heavily and just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, his good luck always ran out.
Because he was out of the battle, his figure was particularly conspicuous. A young man of the enemy army, who was of noble status and wearing a brocade robe and was also young, rode his horse to catch up with him.
"Where to escape!"
The boy's voice was clear and his eyes were filled with fierce excitement.
Shen Jinglin cursed inwardly and turned around to fight.
But this young man was obviously a young man who was sent into the army by a commander to gain experience. A useless person like Shen Jinglin could not handle him at all.
After a few moves, the young man kicked Shen Jinglin back to the battlefield.
"I despise deserters the most in my life! Cowards!"
Shen Jinglin was kicked back and fell heavily to the ground.
The next moment, a long knife chopped down from the horse's back and hit his right leg heavily.
"what--!!!"
Shen Jinglin was unable to react in time and only felt a sharp pain.
He hugged his thighs tightly with both hands, his vision went dark, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell from his head one after another.
“It hurts…it hurts…”
Shen Jinglin's vision was blurred, and he glanced at the wound hurriedly. He saw that the wound was neat, and the bones seemed to be cut off, with only a little flesh left.
His eyes went dark and he fainted completely.
The man in the dark raised his eyebrows and said, "That's it."
"Tsk, he deserves it. It's also justice for a good man like General Song."
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Two hours later, in Xuan Ce’s military camp.
Because they had just experienced a fierce battle, the atmosphere in the army seemed solemn and quiet.
Here, there are wars every day and people die every day.
Although they were not large-scale wars, as long as there was a war, people would get hurt and bleed. And as long as there were people hurt and bleeding, the atmosphere would never be too cheerful.
Shen Jinglin woke up in severe pain, his vision was blurred and his head was spinning.
He turned his head with difficulty and looked around.
This is...Xuan Ce's military camp...
Oh no, he didn't run away, and now he doesn't know how Song Jun will take revenge on him.
Shen Jinglin looked around and saw wounded soldiers everywhere, wailing in the air.
Shen Jinglin propped himself up, trying to find a chance to slip away, but as soon as he sat up, he felt empty underneath him, and something seemed wrong.
He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the moment when he was thrown back into the battlefield.
He immediately lifted the thin towel covering his body and saw that his right leg was empty and had been neatly cut off two inches above the knee.
The area was now wrapped with thick muslin, and the ends of the cloth were covered in blood.
"Legs…my legs…where are my legs?"
Shen Jinglin's eyes were bloodshot and tears were shining in the corners of his eyes.
Why are his legs missing?
Do not!
Do not! ! !
"Someone! Where are my legs! Where are my legs!!!"
Shen Jinglin staggered to his feet, but because of his unstable center of gravity, he fell to the ground.
The people around were all used to it. They sighed lightly and shook their heads. Apparently, this situation was very common in this military camp.
A doctor in the army heard the noise and helped him up.
"Don't move. Your leg is broken and can't be reattached. Fortunately, you were sent back in time, which saved your life."
"Get out of here! Who sawed off my leg? Give my leg back to me!!!"
Shen Jinglin couldn't accept it at all. In just two hours, he lost a leg.
How long has he been in the army?
What about his dream of becoming a general?
How will he fight on the battlefield in the future?
He has not yet achieved success, has not yet made any achievements, his legs... no no...
The doctor staggered after being pushed, but he was not angry.
He just stood up by holding the table leg and said in a deep voice: "Wait until the effect of the hemostatic and painkiller wears off. Remember to take good care of yourself. Otherwise, if you lose too much blood, your life will be in danger."
"Also, the wound should not be exposed to water. Keep it clean..."
Before the doctor could finish his words, Shen Jinglin picked up a water bag beside him and threw it at him: "Get out! Get out of here!"
The doctor shook his head, turned around and continued to take care of other people without saying anything more.
"Legs...my legs..."
No matter how Shen Jinglin struggled, his right leg was gone and could never be restored.
A man in the same tent seemed a little sad, and said in a deep voice: "I advise you to make a crutch as soon as possible, at least the other leg is still good."
Seeing that he was young and had a broken leg, the people around him offered comfort.
"Yes, your injury is serious. Next time you can go back home with the wounded soldiers. The court will give you a lot of silver, enough for you to go back and marry a wife and live a peaceful life."
Shen Jinglin laughed out loud, and tears came down from his eyes.
"Ha, silver? How much silver can there be!"
"I estimate it to be fifty or sixty taels."
Upon hearing this, Shen Jinglin laughed even louder: "Hahahaha! Fifty or sixty taels!"
He is the son of the Shen family, but one of his legs is worth fifty or sixty taels?
The people around him didn't understand what was going on, and seeing that he was going crazy, they didn't try to persuade him.
At this moment, a group of soldiers opened the curtain of the tent and strode in: "Where is Shen Fei!"