Chapter 1193: Making Arrangements

This time, Yishang truly listened; he nodded and agreed with Ju's opinion, because it was indeed as Ju said: with more people, it would be a bit safer, and some unnecessary dangers and troubles could be avoided.

Seeing that Yishang had finally agreed, Ju was also very happy. Now their problems had all been solved; whether they were going to the Golden Autumn Gathering had been decided, and they were definitely going.

The arrangements for the General's relocation had also been settled. Early tomorrow morning, someone would be tasked with taking him back to the Western Development Group. It was just unclear if he could hold on for those ten-plus days; if he were to die on the road, the loss would be huge.

Yishang had been very confident in himself at first, because it was just a cold, but when he spent the whole day with a headache and chills, he lost his nerve; he felt he might really die.

He was not that afraid of death, but he was afraid of dying so obscurely and unluckily, dying of illness on the road; that would not sound good at all.

Look, they were both Generals; Chi could die for his country. If he were to die in battle against the enemy, that would be perfectly fine for him. He had lived long enough anyway, and if he died, he could be like Chi, receive a plaque as a Pillar of the Nation, and be commended.

His children would also be promoted and valued; how good that would be. If he just dragged it out until retirement, he might not necessarily get such good treatment. But like this, if he were to die of illness on the road—and from a mere cold at that—it would be too unworthy and too shameful.

Ju and the doctor went out, and Yishang, having already eaten, went back to sleep to rest.

Ju informed everyone of this news. Everyone was a bit surprised, but they also felt there was no problem. However, when it came to who would send the General back, no one was very willing.

After all, everyone had already traveled so far and were on the verge of reaching the site of the Golden Autumn Gathering. Once they arrived, that would mean merit; why turn back? If they went back, there would certainly be no merit.

If Yishang were alive, everything would be easy to talk about, but if Yishang died while they were transporting him, then it would be a total disaster, and they might even be held responsible. Thinking about it now, no one wanted to send Yishang back.

Looking at Ma, Ma immediately shook his head: "Battalion Commander Ju, this won't work. The Soldiers we have here are the most familiar with the Golden Autumn Gathering; they have been to the Golden Autumn Gathering many times."

"And not only do they know the road, they also know many people from other tribes. When the time comes, they can play a greater role."

Ma did not mention himself, because he knew he could not possibly go back. He was the Leader of these people, the Tribal Chief; no matter who was sent back, he would not be the one. After all, he was the one who needed to manage and lead the way.

Seeing there was no other way, Ju had to look at his own team. There were not many people to begin with, and now he had to split so many off. Ju did not quite trust the combat effectiveness of Ma's Soldiers; after all, they had not undergone professional training.

"Ma, how about this: you pick ten people from your side, and I will pick ten from mine."

"The Soldiers on my side have stronger combat effectiveness, better Weapons, and are more skilled in using them. If too many of them are sent back, it will not be conducive to us gaining an advantage at the Golden Autumn Gathering."

Since Ju had said so, Ma had no choice but to comply. He hurriedly picked ten people from his team; it could only be said that they were unlucky, as they would have no chance to build merit for Huaxia this year.

But fate is just like that; those with low status like them have no right to choose. Whatever the boss arranges, that is what they do.

However, it would not necessarily be all bad, right? Who knows, maybe this time the situation would be extremely dangerous, and all of them would die in the struggle.

Although everyone was not afraid of death for the sake of merit, if they could live, there would be more opportunities to obtain merit.

Besides, sending Yishang back might also be a merit. Yishang was not an ordinary person and could not be treated like an ordinary officer. If he could survive, perhaps they would also be able to receive rewards.

Furthermore, if Yishang survived, and they served him a little better on the road, with Yishang's wealth, even a casual gift or reward from him would be a great fortune for them.

Ju also picked out a few Soldiers from his side. They were all slightly older and did not have as much drive. For them, as long as they could live, that was enough. If it were for military merit, dying would be fine too; either way was okay, they were just the type of people who were a bit reluctant to leave their families.

These people would take Yishang back to the Western Development Group early tomorrow morning. No matter what method they used, they had to get Yishang back. Whether they carried him or lifted him, as long as Yishang was alive, they had to take good care of him.

And Ju also made it clear: if Yishang died on the road, they were to wrap his body in something and bring it back. In any case, they could not abandon General Yishang's body; the General had said he wanted to be buried in Huaxia.

The rest of the people would continue to move forward tomorrow, but because the matter of Yishang potentially dying had just been mentioned, the atmosphere was a little heavy.

The doctor also took this opportunity to tell the Soldiers responsible for sending Yishang back how to take care of him. Although there was no medicine to use, there were still some ways to make Yishang feel a bit better.

As for the level of the doctors at the Western Development Group, this Military Doctor thought it should be a bit better than his own, because he knew that person, who was a year ahead of him. It was precisely because that person had a certain level of ability that he was sent to such a place to reclaim wasteland.

If someone with less ability were sent, it would not be good, so he did not need to write a special prescription. Once they reached the Western Development Group, Yuzhu would naturally treat Yishang according to his current condition.

When the time reached the afternoon, Yishang would feel a bit more comfortable, but because he was too cold, he did not dare to leave the Tent to walk around. He was afraid his body would get worse, so he could only open a tiny gap in the Tent to let himself breathe a little fresh air.

The sunlight outside was very bright. Yishang could hear the sound of accumulated Snow melting and sliding off the leaves and treetops, as well as the sound of the Snow melting into water, dripping down, and even the sound of the snowmelt gathering and flowing continuously. Everything was so beautiful, everything was relaxed and carefree, as if his own headache had eased up quite a bit; it was very pleasant.