On a steep slope not far away, the strong wind was blowing. Captain Jia looked toward the car tent. There was a faint candlelight, and it seemed that someone was chatting happily, and his figure was swaying.
But only separated by a slope, thirty-six corpses were lying on the ground. The horse thieves had mutilated their limbs. The horses were missing and covered in blood. Their whole bodies were already cold. An hour ago, these fifty or sixty galloping horses were still galloping under the moon.
Perhaps the joys and sorrows in this world are not the same.
"Just straighten the brothers' clothes and light a fire to burn them. We still have a long way to go to Xijun. The sky is already warm, so don't let them suffer anymore." The captain walked down the steep slope in a few steps, lit a torch, and headed towards the remaining people. Less than a hundred soldiers ordered. After all, it was impossible to see clearly at night, so the fight in the dark just now was just to make the attack more sure, but now there is no need.
The captain held up the torch, squatted down slowly, took out a waist badge from the soldier's corpse, held it in the palm of his hand, carefully wiped the blood on it with his sleeve, and then asked a soldier next to him for a straw rope. After putting it on, he squatted down and groped in the blood.
The cultivator from the Great Yuan Dynasty practiced one-handed formations. Therefore, when he made a move, he did not destroy the limbs, but directly shattered the heart. At most, he could spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and then die. Therefore, at first glance, , the death scene is not miserable. But it wasn't until the captain threaded the rope through more than twenty waist badges that he still didn't stretch out his hand.
I think Lin Pixiu was very familiar with the face of this soldier. During the march, he was closest to the carriage tent. Earlier, Lin Pixiu saw this young soldier walking on the mountain road, feeling a little weak, so he spoke to the school. The captain discussed whether he could rest for a while.
When the soldier died, he still held the knife in his hand tightly.
It was this soldier who was not in good physical condition who split open the back of the Dayuan Barbarian's head with a knife.
Perhaps it was because of the fatal blow to the back of his head that the second-level barbarian struck out and slashed the vitality cord before he died, severing the young soldier's shoulders and legs.
The captain still leaned down, gently wiped the soldier's wide, angry eyes, took out his waist badge from the thick blood, and looked into the firelight.
The soldier's name was Bai Xiaowu, not because he was a member of the Wu family, but because he only knew his surname was Bai since he was a child. When he first joined the army, he had a puppy named Xiaowu. Because of this incident, the naughty puppy was often punished for misbehaving everywhere, but the young soldier still kept the puppy for several years. When he left Huixi, he did not forget to explain to his comrade Paoze that every day When fire breaks out, don't forget to throw a few more bones to Xiao Wu.
They were also the soldiers led by Captain Jia. They would often follow the former with a playful smile. They would often beg for a few Huailang fruits and chew them all day long until they tasted too much and were reluctant to spit them out.
Most of the soldiers waiting around did not notice Captain Jia's loss of composure. They just saw Captain Jia, who had been in Yizhang's army for many years and had numerous military exploits but had never been promoted. When he stood up again, he was shaking for no reason. shake.
The tongue of fire licked the blood-red robe.
Captain Jia, whose sleeves were already full of vermilion, squatted on the ground, holding a straw rope with thirty-six waist badges in his left hand. With a wave of his right hand, he called out a soldier with clever features in the team and said expressionlessly, " You are the best at handwriting. Help me write a document and send someone back to Huixi. I said that I met sixty second-level cultivators and horse thieves on the way, and killed forty horse thieves. The remaining ten were escorted to Xijun for release; The cultivator was stabbed thirty-six times in the body, and each of the dead soldiers was stabbed once, especially Bai Xiaowu, who split the back of his head. I will give him more military merit as appropriate."
"One man, one sword?" The clever soldier was suspicious, "If this is really the case, it will inevitably be suspected of fraud. If it is traced, it will not be a trivial matter. It requires long-term consideration."
The captain pursed his lips, veins pulsing on his forehead, "If you are asked to write, just write. At worst, I will make up for them a few more times. This military merit will definitely be earned by the brothers."
The smart soldier nodded heavily.
"One more thing. From now on, you will count the number of people killed in battle and their waistbands. After counting for nearly twenty years, I have long been tired of this job." The captain stood up and threw a coin into his mouth. After chewing the dried Huailang fruit several times, he turned around and left.
"The rest of the corpses were buried as well. They were all taught by my father-in-law. There is no escape from the death penalty, but there is no reason to just lie here and feed the wolves. They are guilty, and we can't be guilty."
Although the soldiers were reluctant to collect the bodies of people other than Pao Ze, after all, most of them had been in the army for more than ten years. Of course they knew the rules of Yi Zhang's army, so they did not delay. Pull out several iron rods and combine them into a copper shovel. Select soft ground not far away and shovel silently.
However, the school captain walked alone to the dozen or so frightened horse thieves. Behind the thieves, there were already soldiers holding their shoulders. Except for the long swords and broken daggers behind their waists, they were too scared to raise their heads.
"I have something to ask you," the captain sat down cross-legged, pulled out a short knife from his waist, and said with a half-smile, "Don't pretend to be scared out of your mind to scare me, burn, kill, plunder, bully men, and bully women, what kind of thing are you?" These bastards don’t have the guts to do this? But killing a second-level cultivator can frighten everyone into such a virtuous state. That’s ridiculous.”
Most of the dozen or so horse thieves were frightened by the formation just now. At this moment, they couldn't care less about the captain's questions in front of them. They could only tremble like chaff, fearing that these men, who didn't look like ordinary soldiers at all, were really going to use ruthless tactics. , so no one dared to respond, for fear of saying the wrong word.
Xijun's military equipment has always been inferior to that of the other counties. It seems that Emperor Yi Zhang deliberately did this, so the number of troops stationed in Xijun is less than half of that of Chatang County. Therefore, horse thieves and bandits are much more prosperous than the other four counties, and ordinary soldiers It was easy to carry it around, so the horse thieves who were riding out were a little helpless, so they had to do their best to drive them away everywhere.
But no matter how rampant the horse thieves in Xijun are, they have never seen an infantryman who can use his waist knife to smash the cultivating immortal. According to the ability of ordinary military armor in Xijun, it is necessary to deal with the immortal who just raised his palms. Hundreds of infantrymen piled up to the front with their heads, and the immortal from Dayuan was exhausted before he could take advantage of the slightest chance.
But the group of soldiers in front of them only lost about thirty people, and they split the back of the brain of the immortal who was unattainable in the past, and died. How could it not be frightening?
Lieutenant Jia sat cross-legged and sat firmly. He did not waste any time talking with his colleagues. He fiddled with the short knife in his hand and asked casually, "What is the purpose of this barbarian from Dayuan?"
No one spoke for a moment.
Immediately, a horse thief cut his throat and his body was thrown into the bloody water.
The captain, who was still sitting on the ground, had no trace of the dagger in his hand. His expression was indifferent, and he took out a dagger from the package again, "The sky is about to get bright, and I really don't have enough time, so I won't use any means to torment you." , let me ask you again, what is that Great Yuan Barbarian trying to do?"
After a while, another person's throat was cut off.
The third horse thief knelt on his knees, with blood mist splashing all over his face. He finally couldn't help but feel fear in his heart, and almost screamed, "We really don't know, but the immortal just arrived here yesterday and killed him with one hand." The three leaders of the village were shocked to death, and they only ordered us to go after the woman. We never said what the real intention was. We did not burn, kill or loot too much. Please forgive us for our lives. I will do it someday. Repaid.”
All the horse thieves wanted to kowtow, but the soldiers behind them twisted their shoulders, unable to move at all.
"Got it." The captain put away his dagger, patted the dirt on his trousers and stood up. He picked the horse with the best skull among the dozen or so people on horseback. He got on the horse, clenched the horse's mane with one hand, and faced the dozen or so soldiers. He said, "Just deal with it together, don't forget to bury it."
Then he rode eastward alone, with more than ten horse thieves behind him, all of them fell down.
Summer is approaching, the starry night is extremely short, but the days are longer. It is also the time for the mountains and hills to spew out many fireflies, covering the grass and forests one after another. Soft meaning.
The moon was shining brightly, and Lin Pixiu and his wife talked for a long time in the car tent. They had studied hard in the early years and then met in the garden, and then they rose to prominence. At the end of the conversation, Mr. Lin, who was probably in a high position in the court because of the hard work on the road, actually grabbed his wife's hand and fell asleep leaning against the car wall.
Even after falling asleep, Lin Pixiu still murmured vaguely, saying that he had never been related to those concubines, but that he was afraid of poverty in his early years and did not want to succumb to others. The high-ranking official in the court boasted.
The moon was bright, and when Mrs. Lin raised the light, she inadvertently glanced at her husband's bun, and found that her husband's temples, which had always been as black as black ink, had already grown a few strands of gray, which was shocking.
"I'm old," Mrs. Lin, who could still vaguely see her appearance in her early years, turned away the light, closed her eyes, and muttered softly to herself, "In twenty years, how could I not know your thoughts? The most important thing is to maintain a clean reputation in the future. The Holy Spirit does not want to get rid of our Lin family, but it is a favor; even if we don't open the door for this, we can't let Lu'er bear the infamy in the future and have others poke our backs."
The lady pinched her husband's nose, her face filled with pity.
It was only a few minutes after the sky became bright that Captain Jia rode his horse back. The soldiers had already packed up Paoze's body, buried the horse thieves, and each looked for a place to rest. When they heard the sound of horse hooves, they all looked out from their hiding places to take a look, but they didn't see anything. He was eager to line up, and only stood up when he saw clearly that it was his captain.
The infantry always set up camp to rest, but with a hundred or so soldiers, there were not many manpower to camp. It was the beginning of spring and summer, and there was no need for charcoal fires to keep warm, so most of the soldiers found a hidden place to rest for the night. Firstly, to guard against night attacks, and secondly, to spread out the troops so that they can break through the cavalry and charge into the formation. This is a method that has been passed down many years ago, but now it is used by this group of seemingly ordinary soldiers, who are extremely hidden.
"Get up, where are you lying down and resting on the roadside? Horse hooves as wide as a bowl will come down. I'll crush your kid's head to pieces before anyone sees you. Why are you talking about informing the army?" The school captain just got off the horse. Jumping up and down, he cursed angrily and kicked the soldier who was still crawling on the roadside, covered in dust.
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