Chapter 247 After waking up

Bai Chen in summer always comes early.

Ma Chao was disturbed by the sultry smell. When he opened his eyes, he only felt that the white sunlight shining through the cracks in the window was a little dazzling. When he had a splitting headache and a dry throat, he shouted softly: "Water..."

Soon, a bright wrist of bullying frost and snow stretched out in front of his eyes, and in the tea cup was a cup of warm water that was not cold or hot. After Ma Chao started drinking, his mind suddenly woke up a lot. He raised his eyes and saw a beautiful and cold face.

Diao Chan is still untidy, and it's not that she no longer cares about her etiquette. But when Ma Chao was violent in the middle of the night yesterday, she tore all the palace clothes on her body. At this time, the only wisps covering her body were already all the neat things she could find.

Ma Chao looked at most of his skin like curd and suddenly woke up a little more. After the severe pain in his brain, he vaguely felt that he should have done something bad but beautiful last night...

"Dang Chan girl... Yesterday, yesterday..." Although Ma Chao thought of what might have happened yesterday, he had to ask in order to fully know what happened last night.

"Yesterday, the general's blood roar suddenly broke out. Although he did not lose control and killed people, he scared Weiyangjun and his concubine out of his mind. What's more, he raped his concubine in rage. It's really lucky to see the general sober today. Diao Chan's words were very brief, but his tone was very cold. Especially when it comes to Ma Chao's violent self, his eyes can't help but show a trace of sarcasm, helplessness and contempt.

Ma Chao was stunned. He patted his head gently, squatted down, and carefully recalled what happened last night.

Admittedly, although Ma Chao was furious and out of control last night, his mind has always been clear. Even now that he recalls carefully, he can remember all the thoughts and logic in yesterday. Finally, he used the analysis and inference developed every moment for more than a year to come to a conclusion, and then sighed helplessly: what he was worried about really happened...

"Since the general has improved at this time, he must have a way to deal with it." Diao Chan asked Ma Chao with a faint mockery.

However, Ma Chao did not answer, but dressed well, opened the corner of the window, covered Diao Chan's delicate body with his body, and whispered, "Xiao Tian..."

"My subordinates are here." Xiao Tian smiled bitterly: Lord, you are now awake, but you don't know that last night, you really tossed the soldiers very badly.

"Take a set of palace clothes and quietly send them in through the window." Ma Chao has not reached the point where his face does not blush and his heart does not beat. After all, looking at Xiao Tian's expression, he knew that the movement last night should be not small.

Xiao Tian did not say anything, but directly handed a set of palace equipment to the car window. In addition, there are some other things attached.

Ma Chao smiled bitterly: It seems that the movement last night was really not small...

Handing the palace costume to Diao Chan, Ma Chao turned around. Just as he was about to leave, he didn't want to hear Diao Chan say, "Last night, the general was already like that. Do you still want to avoid it at this time?"

Ma Chao smiled bitterly and slowly turned around, looking at Diao Chan changing clothes in front of him without hesitation. Between her behavior, she frowned slightly, thinking that it was the madness of last night, which still made her painful.

Diao Chan changed her trousers first, but when she wore her belly pocket, she couldn't tie the ribbon behind her back because of the pain in her palm. Seeing this, Ma Chao took a step forward to help Diao Chan tie it. Diao Chan just struggled for a moment and followed Ma Chao. With the crisp and beautiful back in front of him, Ma Chao did not dare to desphem at this time. After this glance, Diao Chan no longer had any warmth. She put on all the remaining clothes. Her exquisite and delicate body was gradually covered by the palace costume, leaving only the nostalgia in Ma Chao's eyes deeper and deeper.

"Miss Diao Chan, last night..." Seeing the coldness in Diao Chan's eyes getting deeper and deeper, Ma Chao gradually felt some panic and loss in his heart. His intuition told himself that the stunning beauty in front of him was afraid that he would not be warm with him all his life.

"Yesterday, the general suffered from blood whistling, and it was fortunate that Diao Chan could escape under the general. How dare he ask for the general's apology?" There is no emotion in Diao Chan's tone, as if he is trying to tell an incident that has nothing to do with him: "What's more, the general is the general of Dahan Town West, the lord of Yongzhou, and the door valve is high. Diao Chan is just a prostitute in troubled times. She is favored by the general, and she is lucky for three lives.

"Blood whistling..." Ma Chao muttered the word and thought to himself that this was probably the ancient name for 'post-traumatic stress disorder'.

When he recalled earlier, Ma Chao had already thought of this terrible fact. During this period of time, especially during these two days, he has been vaguely worried about one thing. That's an abnormal performance. Do you suffer from some mental illness? At this time, after confirmation, he finally sighed helplessly: it turned out that it was the 'post-traumatic stress disorder' that had never been available in his previous life.

Modern society has a clear definition of post-traumatic stress disorder, which refers to the sequelae of a person's psychological state after encountering or fighting against major stress. These experiences include threats to life, serious physical injuries, and physical or mental coercion. Such incidents include wars, earthquakes, serious disasters, serious accidents, rape, torture, *, etc. Most of the cycle occurs within a few days to two years after trauma.

Although there was no obvious record of this disease in ancient times, there was a similar word, which repeatedly appeared in military books and was deeply remembered for all generals: Ying Xiao!

Yingxiao means that soldiers suddenly burst into sharp hiss in the middle of the night or early morning, and then a large number of soldiers go crazy, fight with each other, and even bite each other. All kinds of horrible madness break out. Moreover, after the roar, soldiers often die in large numbers. Even law enforcement teams and generals dare not suppress this kind of thing, thinking that it is the gods are angry or too old.

In ancient Chinese military camps, the regulations were strict. Not to mention shouting, even spreading rumors was life-threatening. Moreover, the barracks are an authentic place of killing. The traditional Chinese military regulations have the so-called "17 Article 54 beheading". Soldiers are all worried about living, and the mental depression over the years can be imagined.

On the other hand, the traditional army is very dark. Officers wantonly bully soldiers, veterans gang up to bully new soldiers, and soldiers gang up to fight in open and dark. Conflicts accumulate year after year, all relying on military discipline bombs. Especially before the war, people's lives and deaths are uncertain. I don't know when they will return to the west. At this time, their spirit is on the verge of collapse.

The cause of the camp roar may be just a soldier's nightmare scream, so everyone was infected with this hysterical crazy atmosphere and completely got rid of the shackles of military discipline. Some clear-headed guys began to take revenge and revenge. Because many of the soldiers relied on their fellow villagers to form gangs, they began to fight. At this time, those officers who usually bullied the soldiers became the number one target. In the chaos, everyone was calculating their own accounts and those who should pay their debts could not run away. Especially those generals who have bullied soldiers are more likely to become objects of retaliation.

Ma Chao is well aware of the harm of campxiao, so in his own military system, he not only deletes those harsh military regulations within a certain range, but also enforces the law impartially, and strictly prohibits superiors or high-level soldiers from arbitrarily insulting new recruits. Especially before falling asleep at night, it is stipulated that soldiers must meditate on the welfare benefits of the Ma family and give them some expectations. Therefore, there was a strange phenomenon in the Ma camp, that is, some soldiers woke up with a smile, but there has never been a camp roar.

But the doctor didn't treat himself, and Ma Chao didn't expect to die. There was not a roar in his barracks, but he suffered from the disease of 'blood roar'.

Moreover, this disease, in the state of no psychological counseling in ancient times, can basically be said to be an incurable disease. I entered Chang'an for the Ma family's plan, and I may want to unify the big man in the future... The road is still long. Why do I suffer from this strange disease that comes and goes without a trace?

What's more, the 'blood roar' last night seemed to have done some terrible things that disturbed my big plan!