civilwarnovels Chapter 400 It hurts
Chapter 400 It hurts
Chapter 400 It hurts
Although they carried her, the jostling almost brought tears to her eyes.
She lay on the stretcher, looking up ahead.
The two green-eyed girls braided their thick hair, but it still looked messy because it hadn't been washed properly.
The terrain ahead suddenly rose and fell abruptly, causing Tuscarola to let out a scream:
"what!"
She even cried from the pain.
Gillian immediately stepped forward with concern: "Boss, are you alright?"
"Hmm—" Tuscarola replied reluctantly.
Gillian smiled and shook her head: "You should drink more water."
Tuscarola recalled that he had never reduced his water intake, nor had he ever eaten overly dry food.
But why is that?
Tuscarola placed her hand on her buttocks, feeling the hemorrhoids that had suddenly appeared.
Yes, that's hemorrhoids.
Although Tuscarola never won, Anne, that heartless girl, did.
Her reaction was much more intense than Tuscarola's, though the girl seemed to be more afraid of pain.
In the end, she decided to ask a hairdresser for help to cut off the piece of flesh that was causing her so much pain.
But Aaron stopped her, saying she would be better in two days.
As it turned out, Aaron's prediction came true.
Therefore, she suspects that Aaron was the one who caused her to get hemorrhoids.
She listed many reasons at the time, though Tuscarola has forgotten the specifics now, and Aaron has never admitted to them.
After that incident, she told Tuscarola not to offend Aaron easily, as he was a big fool who didn't know how to cherish women.
As for whether Aaron had the ability to make people sick, Tuscarola didn't know, but she felt that Aaron was an unfathomable person.
So far, Tuscarola has witnessed some of Aaron's abilities, and she wouldn't be surprised at all if it was really Aaron who did it.
But what is the cause of Tuscarola's hemorrhoids now?
Surely it couldn't be Aaron too, could it?
"what!"
Tuscarola screamed as the car jolted again.
Hmm, maybe I should find a hairdresser too?
However, there are no barbers among the Green-Eyed People, and there isn't even a corresponding word for "barber."
Tuscarola could only endure the pain.
Perhaps she could use Xia Jing to remove hemorrhoids?
No, this is too difficult. Besides, she can't see her own hemorrhoids, so a mistake is almost inevitable. And if she makes a mistake, her own abdomen might be cut open.
"Boss, should we take a break, or perhaps we should just call off this operation?" Gillian asked anxiously.
Tuscarola understood that Gillian was thinking of her, but even though she could only lie on her stomach and was in so much pain that she could hardly concentrate, she felt that she would not lose.
In recent days, soldiers and warriors, and even groups of mages, have been harassing the base she has captured.
However, they were all easily defeated by Tuscarola.
When she took the initiative, except for the first time she encountered the mercenary leader who made Tuscarola feel a little threatened, she basically crushed everyone else.
As a result, Tuscarola often had to restrain himself from acting in order to avoid causing too much bloodshed.
Basically, as long as the garrison doesn't resist, Tuscarola will only rescue his compatriots and then leave.
Her people were absolutely innocent, but those who enslaved them were at least guilty of the sin of arrogance.
If weakness is a sin, then in Tuscarola's eyes, those people are sinners as well.
Therefore, no matter how you look at it, Tuscarola felt that he had not done anything wrong.
Tuscarola simply shook his head: "Go on, I can manage—."
"Boss—..—"
Gillian frowned, looking worried.
"You really are like my sister; even when you do something wrong, you're stubborn and refuse to admit it."
But I did nothing wrong, Tuscarola thought, and I never lied.
She always does what she says.
Tuscarola saw a sudden downhill slope ahead and quickly bit her cheek.
Phew! Luckily, she reacted quickly and was mentally prepared!
She turned to Gillian and said, "How much further? We should be there soon. It's a small town with probably more than fifty green-eyed people, but less than a hundred."
"Where are the garrison?" Tuscalola asked.
"I inquired and it seems that he is just a baron with not many troops under his command."
"A title doesn't mean everything," Tuscarola replied.
She is indeed a green-eyed person and has lived on this land for many years.
However, unlike other green-eyed people, she received a comprehensive education.
Her understanding of this world is far beyond what Gillian, a self-taught scholar with only a limited perspective, can match.
Tuscarola knew very well that titles and strength were not equivalent, and that the strong might pledge allegiance to any nobleman.
"We can't be careless," Tuscarola told himself.
She then refined her question: "How many troops are there in the garrison?"
"I don't know—" Gillian said anxiously, "After all, I was just a slave before, and my knowledge is limited."
Despite Gillian's opinion, Tuscarola felt she had done a great job.
Thanks to the basin's unique characteristics, the residents would order slaves to follow them around, which is why Gillian was able to learn about different towns.
Tuscalola said, "I understand, that's settled then."
The biggest problem now is how to avoid arrows.
If the enemy holds the city, the invaders of Tuscalola will become easy targets for the soldiers stationed on the towering walls.
With Tuscarola currently immobilized, the probability of him being accidentally hit by arrows will greatly increase.
She looked at Gillian: "Do you have any suggestions?"
Gillian said, "I don't know anything. I was supposed to be trained as a priest, but I was brought here before I was even learning the magical dance."
"War is a man's business, and I have never understood it."
She wasn't a good supporter, Tuscarola thought, at least not compared to some heartless girl.
Therefore, she could only rely on her own thinking.
If it were that heartless girl—how would she think?
Tuscarola thought for a moment, then felt a sharp pain in his buttocks again. "Send two people first," Tuscarola said through gritted teeth, "to scout out the situation."
Gillian bowed and immediately went to make the arrangements.
Tuscarola lay prone on the stretcher, trying her best to ignore the pain from her hemorrhoids—
After an unknown amount of time, the people sent out returned.
But this surprised Tuscalola greatly.
Those two people brought back a large group of green-eyed people!
Gillian counted them; there were sixty-three people in total!
Tuscarola quickly asked, "What happened!"
The green-eyed man reported, "I don't know either. I saw them in the distance when I was about to reach that town. They said that their master had told them to wait here and had untied them."
Upon hearing this, Tuscarola immediately realized that the other party had deliberately let them go.
They probably realized that they were no match for Tuscarola.
But doesn't that mean the people there know Tuscarola is coming?
Her whereabouts are being monitored!
"what!"
Tuscarola screamed, "Hemorrhoids!"
Damn it, why did I have to get hemorrhoids at this time of year, to distract me!
Despite the pain, Tuscarola hurriedly got down:
"Send a few people to check the surrounding area and see if anyone is following us!"
After they took action, Tuscarola continued:
"Ask those green-eyed people, are there any green-eyed people who haven't been released yet?"
Gillian went to inquire immediately and returned quickly:
"They said they didn't know."
This is terrible! These green-eyed people! None of her own compatriots are reliable!
Tuscarola felt a strong sense of unease; she sensed that staying there might be extremely dangerous!
"Go back! Return to base immediately!"
This time it's different, completely different.
Tuscarola has a feeling of being led by the nose.
The troops returned.
Halfway through the journey, they suddenly discovered that a large fire had broken out in the forest.
They cut off Tuscarola's escape route!
So frustrating! So incredibly frustrating!
Even though she didn't see a single enemy this time, why did she feel so uneasy?
Ouch! Hemorrhoids! It hurts so much!