Monk Luo sat back on the high point of the river embankment and slowly wiped the iron rod with his robe.
The battle in the darkness is over.
The night grew darker. The wind brought thick clouds, covering the moonlight. There are few stars visible in the sky.
Monk Pei arranged for someone to light a dozen pine torches, and he diligently held one back to illuminate it for Monk Luo to prevent him from missing any spots when wiping the iron rod.
After wiping his head for a while, Monk Luo felt a little bored again. So he laid the iron rod horizontally, scanning the bottom with his big copper-bell-like eyes, and from time to time reminded the busy people below the valley: "North, take a step to the north, have you seen that bag of arrows? Bring it with you! On the edge Bring that leather cord with you as well. And you, forget about your clothes for now and want that chain armor! Yes, Sajia is talking about you! Take the chain armor and forget about the rest!"
Sometimes he yelled, sometimes he squinted his eyes and dozed off for a while, and then continued to yell. His powerful voice echoed among the earth embankments on both sides of the river. Anyone he called on immediately sped up their actions, even Li Ting's subordinates.
The ambush just now seemed intense, but in fact it was just a small fight. After Ji Junli was injured and fell to the ground, his subordinates were all very upset. What's more, Monk Luo and Li Ting's troops are both brave and brave.
Under their attack from both sides, dozens of soldiers were quickly defeated. More than ten people who resisted were killed, but the subsequent pursuit and arrest took a lot of effort. Thanks to Li Ting's men who were extremely familiar with the surrounding terrain, the soldiers searched every nook and cranny. It took more than an hour to catch most of the fleeing people.
At this moment, everyone was busy cleaning up the weapons and equipment scattered on the corpses or during the battle. For veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time, cleaning the battlefield is instinctive. Any bit of supplies may save their lives at a critical moment.
During this process, several of our own wounded were discovered, treated one after another, and transported to a simple camp south of the Qihe River. Of course, we also found the enemy's seriously injured people, and all of them were healed, needless to say.
The sound of grass blades rustling was heard as Li Ting climbed up an old tree and came up from the river beach.
Just now he saw Monk Luo's bravery and was in awe. But deep down he was unwilling to fall into a disadvantage, so he was extremely fierce when fighting. When everything was settled, there were several more injuries on his body. Even his neck and chest were hit by the enemy with torches, causing a series of big blisters.
Although he had gone through some simple treatments, the burnt area still hurt no matter what he touched, so he could only walk around shirtless, exposing the various bandages on his body.
"Where's Guo Liulang?" he asked.
"Take the prisoners and leave, didn't you just say that?" Monk Luo replied lazily.
Li Ting was surprised: "He really went?"
Monk Luo raised his finger and pointed in the direction of the upper reaches of the Qihe River. There was a faint light flickering there, which was the movement of torches in the marching queue: "We have been walking for a while. Make another bend to the north, where is the Gucheng Store? , you can see them.”
Li Ting was speechless for a moment.
He sat down next to Monk Luo and sighed, "I thought Guo Liu was joking!"
The two were silent for a while.
Under their sight, the faint light in the upper reaches of the Qihe River slowly faded away and disappeared. The group apparently went north around the woodland and onto the road leading to the Gucheng Store.
"Master?" Li Ting asked.
Monk Luo raised his hand and touched his head: "If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"The master's skills are unparalleled, and I have only seen them in my life. If you want to seek fame and fortune with this, you can easily do it..." Li Ting complimented a few words before continuing: "But I don't know, how did the master recognize Guo Liu? You two have a close friendship. What?"
Monk Luo looked at Li Ting in surprise and thought for a while.
"Half a year ago, the imperial army's rescue force in Xijing failed at the entrance of Migukou. Hundreds of thousands of people collapsed, wrapping up our brothers and sisters, and retreated into Hebei in one breath." At this point, he patted the iron rod and sighed. : "I only have some skills with guns, sticks, and kicks, and my bows and horses are sparse, so I am useless on the battlefield with thousands of troops. After arriving in Yizhou, it was Guo Liulang who led the people to block the Mongolian cavalry and pick up us. That journey was terrible. It was really thrilling. Guo Liulang fought fiercely and saved me twice. Well, how many times have you saved Lao Pei?"
Monk Luo looked up at Monk Pei beside him.
Monk Pei said: "He saved me three times. In addition, he saved Gurban twice and Zheng Shouguang once. If he hadn't been here, we would all have died. But..." Monk Pei snorted: "Later, Zheng Shouguang robbed He moved two villages, and he blamed Lao Zheng for killing people indiscriminately, and the two families got into a fight... and he killed Lao Zheng."
"Yes..." Monk Luo nodded: "On the battlefield, Guo Ning is very smart, and he is a reliable person regardless of his own life for the sake of Brother Paoze. But outside the battlefield, he is too straightforward and rigid. , reckless and stupid. Earlier I estimated that he would lose his life sooner or later. After Xiao Haohu attacked Guo Liulang, I rushed from Shenyuanbo to Xijunhe, originally intending to avenge him. "
Monk Luo chuckled and said: "However, when I arrived at the Xijunhe camp, I found that after that experience, Guo Liulang suddenly figured it out. He started to use his brain and started to make some plans, and wanted to gather the strength of all of us to do something big. Isn't this great? Haha, Li Er, do you think, for the same big thing, is it better to follow someone who is willing to save your life on the battlefield and be the first to go through life and death, or is it better to follow those big shots who are full of style and superiority? "
"Master, I didn't mean this..."
Li Ting shook his head repeatedly, accidentally pulling the blister on his neck, and grinned: "I actually want to ask, has Guo Liulang always acted so boldly? What he did was more dangerous than fighting on the battlefield, why did you let him went?"
Monk Luo didn't care at all and said calmly: "He has always been bold, but I don't understand what his intentions are. Therefore, I can't go on his behalf."
This statement was indeed reasonable, and Li Ting smiled bitterly in astonishment.
On the contrary, Monk Luo became more interested in the conversation and began to ask Li Ting enthusiastically: How about the pavilions and palaces in Zhongdu? Which of the Buddhist scriptures engraved in Zhongdu is better? You, Li Erlang, can definitely afford to pay for your exemption from military service, so why do you still want to be a soldier?
As a result, Li Ting's thoughts were immediately confused.
The two chatted back and forth for a few words, and it was almost midnight.
At this time, Guo Ning's companions were busy placing Ji Junli and others captured in the battle.
The so-called resettlement is to put down the captives who were already tied up one by one, and then use leather ropes to add several circles of restraints to keep them together and completely unable to move.
In the army, rope is the most commonly used thing. Rope is used to tie various objects, tie armor, and tie sidearms. The ropes Guo Ning's men pulled out from Ji Junli and others were enough to tie them up.
However, after all, the rope is not very wide, and I am worried that it will not be tight when tying it, so I wish I could tie it a few more times. At this time, there was not enough leather left. In order to tie up Ji Junli and others, the soldiers had to hold them together, some with their heads facing their feet, and some with their stomachs pressed against their knees.
Guo Ning, who was standing by the side, suddenly remembered that he had seen a scene in his dream where the emperor, princess and a large group of guards crowded into the sedan chair, which was quite similar to what he saw before him.
However, Ji Junli had a much harder time than the people in the sedan in Guo Ning's memory. This general with a reputation for bravery under Yang An'er was trembling on the ground, his tall body curled up, and trying his best to bury his head in the ground, as if he was afraid of being recognized.
After the soldiers fought, they had to tie up the prisoners and bring them here with great difficulty, which inevitably made them a little irritable. Just now he was shouting, kicking, and hitting hard, but it was not something Ji Junli couldn't bear.
He would do this mainly out of humiliation. Guo Ning could smell the urine odor emanating from his body.
Generally speaking, this happens when people are suffocated, frightened, or seriously injured and on the verge of death. On the battlefield, the probability of shit and urine and blood splattering is about the same. Guo Ning has been on the battlefield for a long time and has long been accustomed to this.
However, for Ji Junli, it was really unbearable to be ambushed, most of his subordinates were killed or injured, and his family was beaten to such a degree by a fat monk. Even if he returns to Yang An'er's command, he will probably be ridiculed by others and be disgraced for a while.
Guo Ning walked around the prisoners to make sure everything was in order, then waved his hand and signaled a broad-shouldered and long-armed soldier to draw his strong bow and fire two blasts in the direction of Guchengdian.
They were located on the southern avenue of the Gucheng store. They could see the light of torches on the outer wall of the village and the patrolling soldiers.
In just half an hour, a group of people were arrogantly setting up pine torches on the road and arranging prisoners. The defenders in the village must have seen it, and the noise they made with the prisoners must have fallen into the ears of the defenders.
If the defenders go out rashly, Wang Shixian and a group of archers have already laid an ambush in the field, ready to attack at any time.
However, the defenders did not move out. The soldiers on guard on the high wall outside the village did not even show any signs of disturbance. This shows that Guo Yao'er's troops are well-trained, and it also shows that Guo Yao'er is a leader. Good hands. He is smarter and calmer than Ji Junli.
Until then, the bone whistle pierced by the arrow cluster made a sharp sound and fell in front of the sheep and horse wall at the main entrance of the Gucheng store. Heavily armed soldiers emerged from behind the sheep-horse wall and cautiously came out to take a look.
Li Ting had previously suggested that since the ambush was successful, he might as well take advantage of the victory to rush into the village and wipe out all the enemy troops in one go, giving Yang An'er a heart-breaking blow, but Guo Ning refused. If you really want to attack the village, even if you succeed, your own casualties will be severe. But Guo Ning had no intention of launching an endless fight with Yang An'er.
This Mingdi, which emits a sharp whistle, is Guo Ning’s invitation to the people in the village.
He wanted to talk to Yang An'er's subordinates. It would be better if the person coming was really smart and calm enough.
