In the end, less than half of the people were willing to stay.

Some people are worried that Yan Lin's words are to test their loyalty. Once he says he wants to leave, he will be killed. If there were no such worries, it would be great if the last remaining people could have one-third of the original. Yan Lin didn't say anything at all. He took the valuable things from his body and gave them to the centurion. He asked the centurion to pawn them in exchange for silver. His power should be the demobilized military food.

The centurion shivered and took over the jade pendant, jade Piccolo and some gold naked children handed by Yan Lin, and tears rolled down his eyes.

They gave Yan Lin a big gift and choked with blessings.

Yan Lin sighed and sent someone to push the prepared bamboo raft into the water. At this time, the night darkened, which was a good time to escape.

However, the road to escape was not so smooth. The first problem encountered by everyone was that Yan Lin was ill, his festering and inflamed wounds smelled and his body was hot. In order to escape smoothly, Yan Lin didn't rest these days and didn't care about his body. The day before yesterday evening, he had a low fever. After such a long delay, the wound became more and more serious. The soldiers looked anxious and could do nothing.

The wound is too big, there is no symptomatic medicine, the mountains are damp and hot, running for life for several days without cultivation... All the conditions are extremely bad, and it is expected to fall ill. The temperature on the river at night is low, one cold and one hot, which aggravates the deterioration of the disease.

The soldier on the same bamboo raft raised his hand and wiped Yan Lin's forehead. As soon as he touched it, he was frightened by the temperature.

"It doesn't matter -" Yan Lin looked a little lax, but he still insisted, "act according to the plan, don't delay the time."

He dismissed the soldiers who didn't want to follow him. After they went down the mountain, they were bound to be caught by the watching Fuwang army. A little cross examination could find out the whereabouts of Yan Lin and others. How can the speed of a bamboo raft match that of a warship? If they don't hold on, they can't escape.

In fact, Yan Lin can also eliminate this hidden danger, that is, the soldiers are worried about killing all the soldiers trying to leave.

It's not that Yan Lin was soft hearted and couldn't bear to do it. It's really because it's not necessary.

There are few remaining soldiers left. If we kill soldiers with violence again, these hundreds of people will be in chaos.

"Sergeant, your forehead is very hot. It won't burn like this -"

He swallowed the unfinished words silently.

If he ignored it, Yan Lin would either become a fool or die.

Of course, it may turn into pneumonia, but there is no such saying in this era.

PI Jiang's words didn't get a response, because Yan Lin really couldn't carry his body's protest and his dizzy brain passed out.

Even in a coma, he could feel that he was in the stove for a while, was thrown into the ice cellar for a while, and shivered all over. For a while, he felt that his body had been thrown into the deep sea, sinking constantly, and the surroundings were getting darker and darker... His consciousness became more and more confused, and the call of the benefactor was more like a whisper from the distant sky. No matter how he concentrated, he still couldn't really hear it.

On the other hand, seeing that Yan Lin's situation was getting worse and worse, he had to bite his teeth and make a decision.

He asked the remaining soldiers to support the bamboo raft to the planned place. If they were lucky, they might be saved.

A soldier hesitated, "if you meet the enemy..."

The general gritted his teeth and said, "then drop it. I expect the Lord and the military division will not blame you."

They have done their best, but fate refuses to do it.

These wounded soldiers have a way to survive. If they resist, they will lose more than 100 lives in vain!

The soldier asked again, "the general now..."

The general said, "the military division is seriously injured and has a high fever. We need to reach the shore as soon as possible to find a doctor."

The soldiers feel something wrong. They finally have the opportunity to escape here. If they stay for medical treatment, they are likely to expose their identity.

General PI also knows this truth, but he knows more that if Yan Lin dies, they will face a furious Lord when they go back. In addition, it's not worth dying here. If God had eyes, he would certainly turn the tide.

I'm going to fight.

No matter how bad the result is, it can be worse than Yan Lin's death and his own war death?

"Try it, there is hope!"

The general supported the bamboo raft and took Yan Lin away from the army. His future was slim. Only the only obsession left in his heart supported him to go on.

I don't know how long I rowed, but I finally took Yan Lin to the shore. In front of me was a small fishing village.

The benefactor recited in his heart, "I hope there are doctors, even barefoot quacks!"

Although he knew it was unlikely, he believed that God must have eyes!

The area of the fishing village is small, and there are only 30 families and nearly 100 fishermen around.

Because there are no recreational activities and the lamp oil is expensive, most people work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

It's an ugly time now. The fishing village is shrouded in darkness.

In order to prevent their identity from being exposed, they will take off the bamboo raft and their armor, hide in the reeds and carry Yan Lin to the village.

"Is there anyone? Is there a doctor in the village?"

The general patted the doors of several families. Either no one or he was scolded. He was timid and pretended to be dead.

"Yes -"

I tried them one by one, and when I came to the seventh house, which was near the edge of the village, the owner's house opened the door.

It was dark at night, but I could vaguely recognize that the host was a little woman who was a little short.

The other party glanced at them and said, "come in. Don't knock. Be careful that the villagers are angry and copy things to kill you both."

He stood at the door and dared not go in.

The little lady turned and lit an oil lamp and asked, "why don't you come in?"

He blinked and squeezed the short knife hidden in his sleeve.

"Isn't the man on your back ill?" The little lady said, "I'm a doctor."

The general's eyes were surprised. How did the little lady know that he was looking for a doctor?

The little lady angrily said, "are you stupid? Just now I knocked, howled and cried from door to door. I'm not deaf."

Bang, the general's face turned red. Fortunately, his skin was dark, otherwise he would be ashamed.

"Thank you, doctor!"

The general hurried in with Yan Lin on his back and laid him flat on an old bamboo mat.

The little lady didn't talk nonsense. She lit several oil lamps in succession, barely able to see the patient's situation.

Yan Lin is too busy to take care of himself these days. His hair is dazzled and his face is stained with stains. He can't see his original appearance.

However, the little lady still saw his outline, his eyebrows were excellent, and he must be a handsome man after washing.

"The boy looks promising. It's a pity that he is a soldier."

The general said, "what happened to being a soldier?"

The little lady raised her hand, took off Yan Lin's coat, pointed to the wound and said, "what's the matter with your head hanging on your belt?"

General: "..."

Why did this man take off his clothes when he disagreed?

Is this your daughter's house?