Jiarou and Tenzin felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Under the guidance of the security team soldiers, the two finally made their first stretcher.
At this time, members of other patrol teams of the security group also came here and began to rescue the wounded.
Tenzin always thought that Yi Shuijin was lying, and how could he save the dead no matter how capable he was?
However, he now had to doubt his own statement.
Because now he saw with his own eyes that the soldiers of the security regiment put the monk soldiers who he thought were dead on stretchers.
They were racing against death. They worked in pairs, lifted up the stretcher, and quickly sent it to the Great Lun Mansion.
Obviously, the security group has not given up on their soldiers and has truly fulfilled their sacred promise of never giving up on any of them.
When a man sheds tears, he doesn't shed them lightly, just because he hasn't reached the sad point yet.
Tenzin wiped away his tears, came to Yi Shuijin and bowed respectfully.
He was moved but also doubtful and asked: "Mr. doctor, aren't they already dead? Why do we need to rescue them?"
At this time, a health worker from another patrol team also came to rescue him, and Yi Shuijin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"You don't know what death is? They may be breathing slowly or even feigning death. As long as they are not really dead, we are sure to rescue them." When the stubborn deputy centurion came to ask, he had to explain.
Hearing this, Jiarou and Tenzin were shocked.
This was the first time they had heard of the theory that he had faked his death, and they were even more shocked by the security team's powerful medical skills.
The two of them were completely moved and truly convinced.
Not only did the security team defeat them with less, they also tried their best to save their men, and even faked their own deaths to save them.
You know, these are not the soldiers of the security group, but their subordinates. The two sides were enemies just now.
They looked at each other and actually ran on the ground together, kowtowed to Yi Shuijin, and said with sobs in their mouths: "Thank you, thank you so much."
"Thank you, this is normal, because it is just the security team's treatment method." Of course, Yi Shuijin would not kowtow, he just bowed his hands and answered calmly.
The two were even more horrified when they heard it. It seemed that they were right to surrender to the security team. Not only was the other party extremely powerful, but they were also even better at rescuing people.
Where can I find such a master? Even with a lantern and a torch, I can't find him.
Brother Yishuijin was happy, but some people were unhappy.
They were He Sian and Wan Hongzhuang. They searched all the rooms but could not find the little lady who screamed pitifully.
Wan Hongzhuang frowned and bowed to He Sian: "What? I searched all the rooms and didn't find that little lady."
"While we were fighting with the monk soldiers, they had already moved the people." He Sian thought for a moment, his expression a bit ugly.
These lamas made good calculations, and the lamas intercepted them first.
The lama couldn't stop him, so he asked the monk soldiers to attack again.
Seeing that the monk soldiers could not defeat them, they secretly moved the young lady.
Wan Hongzhuang's face was equally ugly. After beating for a long time, the young lady was transferred by the lama and the evidence was not there.
Now that no evidence has been found, the lama is very likely to bite back and say that they attacked the temple unreasonably.
Wan Hongzhuang thought for a while and asked uneasily: "What, what should we do now?"
"Look, of course I have to look for it. I didn't hear the sound just now. I don't believe there are no clues." He Sian said loudly with an extremely sure tone.
Wan Hongzhuang rushed out and into his chest, performed a military salute, and shouted loudly: "Yes."
He Sian was sure, but actually he didn't know for sure.
There are only a few hundred monks and soldiers in this temple, and the target may have been moved by them long ago.
Wan Hongzhuang suddenly rushed in like the wind and reported with joy: "What? Take a closer look at the memorial hall and there is a pool of blood."
"Yes, why didn't you find it just now?" He Sian nodded, with a happy face on his face, and asked in confusion.
Wan Hongzhuang thought for a while and felt a little embarrassed: "The lighting in that room was not good, so my subordinates had to turn on the torches and found something abnormal. The blood stains had only dried and turned almost black. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it. .”
"Then they have gone far." Hearing this, He Si'an felt trembling.
When Wan Hongzhuang heard this, he couldn't help being shocked: "What should I do?"
"Bring Xiao Huang over and try." He Sian thought for a while and ordered Wan Hongzhuang.
Later, He Sian was not at ease and came to the memorial hall, where he saw tables and incense tables neatly arranged.
Obviously, the lama knew that the situation was not good and had already cleaned up the place.
It's a pity that the blood stain was difficult to clear for a while, and there were only a few clues left on the ground.
Wan Hongzhuang nodded, and soon a yellow native dog was brought in from outside.
There are also tengu here, but they may not be able to do this.
These local dogs have been carefully trained by the security team to find the necessary traces from clues.
At this time, the yellow native dog named Xiao Huang came to the black mass and sniffed it with his nose, and then began to search throughout the temple.
Seeing Xiao Huang running outside, He Sian couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Get on your horse and follow Xiao Huang."
Except for Yi Shuijin, the other nine cavalrymen immediately got on their horses.
Tap tap, tap tap, Xiao Huang came to a house and suddenly barked non-stop.
Yi Shuitai came to the door and knocked, but no one opened the door.
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, and Yishuitai couldn't help but frown: "There is obviously something wrong with this family."
After all, this is Tubo, not the Song Dynasty.
The folk customs here are strong and fierce, and they are a place to convert barbarians, unlike the Song Dynasty, which was a place of enlightenment.
Moreover, these dwellings are made of stones, with large bottoms and small tops. The entire building is built on the mountain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The appearance is like a fortress, so it is called a blockhouse.
Compared with the flat mud or even bamboo bungalows of the Song Dynasty, it is extremely sturdy.
Even from a military perspective, it already has a certain degree of practical value.
"What should I do?" Wan Hongzhuang looked at the residence and asked He Sian.
He Sian thought for a while and said decisively: "Courtesy first, then attack."
Yi Shuitai thought to himself, didn't I knock on the door just now? Didn't I say courtesy first and then attack?
Regardless of what they thought, He Sian took out a trumpet-shaped object and shouted at it: "People inside please listen, we are here to search for treason. If you don't open the door again, you will be guilty of the same crime as treason."
After he said this, he waited for about thirty breaths.
"Break down the door." Seeing that the door was still open, He Sian ordered decisively.
At this moment, the door creaked open.
This is an old Tibetan woman with dark skin and wrinkled face. She looks about fifty. She bowed to the security team and clasped her hands together: "Military masters, what can I do for you?"
Although her face was wrinkled, her expression was extremely kind. There was a Buddha statue hanging under her neck, which made her look extremely pious.
This is a woman, not only an old woman, but also a pious old woman who believes in Buddhism.
Seeing such a pious old woman, Yi Shuitai felt that his heavy punch had hit the soft cotton.
He couldn't help but look at He Sian, hoping that he could make up his mind.
PS: Sorry, my colleagues are treating me to a treat today, please forgive me, thank you.
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