"Major General, Yang Bing has entered the mountain. Should we turn around and chase Wan Qi Ke'er?" Lin Yan's bodyguard asked.
Lin Yan glanced at the guard contemptuously: "What did the general give you?"
Before the guard realized his mistake, he opened his mouth and said: "The general asked us to take Yang Bing back alive."
"Bang!" The guard's body flew straight off his horse and fell to the ground, looking at Lin Yan with a horrified expression.
"Then why are you chasing Wan Qi Ke'er?" Lin Yan had a faint smile on his face, but in the eyes of the guards, this smile was like the eyes of a devil.
"Everyone, listen, search the mountain for me. If you want to see Yang Bing's people, if you want to see Yang Bing's body!" Lin Yan said with a cold expression.
"Yes!" The soldiers led by Lin Yan dismounted and divided into several groups into the mountains where Yang Bing fled.
At this moment, Yang Bing was riding a horse on the mountain road with difficulty. The wound on his shoulder was constantly oozing blood, and Yang Bing's face had turned pale.
After walking about two miles into the mountains, Yang Bing found no more pursuers behind him. He found a cave and took off his clothes. He only saw a thumb-sized wound on his shoulder, and his back had been penetrated by an arrow. , the arrow no longer knew where it fell.
"Hiss~" Yang Bing gritted his teeth, took out a palm-sized bottle from his waist, uncorked the bottle and poured the liquid inside onto the wound. In an instant, Yang Bing's face turned pale with pain and his eyes were bloodshot.
This bottle of liquid is high-grade liquor extracted by Yang Bing through distillation. Although it does not reach the purity of alcohol, it is enough to disinfect wounds.
After the wound was disinfected, Yang Bing tore off a piece of cloth, bandaged the wound, and wiped the cold sweat from his head: "Is it fate? This was the case in my last life. I died in the end, and I don't know whether I am alive or not this time. die."
As it got later and later, Yang Bing couldn't hold on any longer. His eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open his eyes. However, Yang Bing still managed to cover the entrance of the cave with trees and fell asleep.
At this moment, in a cave not far from Yang Bing's cave, a white-haired old man was heading here with dozens of old, young, women and children. The white-haired old man was Guan Shiru, the military doctor of the second prince Zhu Qi. Since Jincheng After the First World War, Guan Shiru saw Yang Bing's medical skills in surgery, and secretly learned a lot, including the technique of disinfection.
Later, when the second prince wanted to return to Kyoto, Guan Shiru asked the second prince for orders to travel around the world, cure diseases and save people. When the battle at Tongtian Pass broke out, Guan Shiru came here alone.
Originally, the fourth prince sent him to take the refugees to a safe city for refuge, but when he was escorting the last batch of refugees, they were scattered by Tatar soldiers. In order to escape the pursuit of the cavalry, Guan Shiru led dozens of refugees to flee into the mountains. among.
"Grandpa Guan, what should we eat tonight?" A thin little girl came over and asked Guan Shiru. Although her clothes were tattered and her body was dirty, there was nothing on the little girl's face. A pessimistic look.
"Xiaohua, let's go pick wild vegetables with grandpa." Guan Shiru took Xiaohua's hand and said to the dozens of people behind him: "Everyone spread out and find something edible here. In half an hour, We’ll still meet here.”
Guan Shiru's prestige among the refugees was very high. After hearing Guan Shiru's words, most people got up and went to work. Some were looking for wild vegetables and some were collecting firewood. Only a few children and two were left. A woman stayed behind in the cave.
The two walked out of the cave, looking for something to eat while walking towards the cave where Yang Bing was.
Perhaps because he heard someone's voice outside the cave, the horse Yang Bing was riding began to stir. Guan Shiru and Xiaohua, the old and the young, were so frightened that they did not dare to move. They thought it was some ferocious beast. Guan Shiru He stood there and whispered to Xiao Hua, who was a dozen steps away: "Xiao Hua! Don't move!"
Xiaohua's position was facing the cave where Yang Bing was. The sky had completely darkened. Xiaohua could only see a huge black shadow shaking at the entrance of the cave. Guan Shiru could not see the situation at the entrance of the cave. If he could If you see it, you will definitely recognize it as a horse.
Xiaohua was so scared that she didn't dare to move. Two lines of tears slowly flowed down her cheeks: "Grandpa, I'm afraid."
The sound in the cave became louder and louder. Guan Shiru followed the sound and saw a place on the rock wall. The branches and weeds on it were constantly surging outward. Guan Shiru had a bad heart. If there is any big movement, it must be a bear.
At this moment, inside the cave, the war horse seemed very irritable because it was plunged into complete darkness. However, it was tied to a protruding rock by Yang Bing. It could only keep trampling the branches that Yang Bing used to hide at the entrance of the cave with its front hooves. .
When Guan Shiru saw this, he was about to throw the torch in his hand, because he had heard people say that bears are most afraid of fire. As soon as he raised his hand to hold the torch, Guan Shiru heard the sound of gravel falling to the ground. Then a dark shadow as tall as one person rushed towards Xiao Hua. Just when the black shadow was about to step on Xiao Hua, a human-shaped figure rushed out from the cave.
At this moment, Guan Shiru saw clearly that the beast was a war horse. Then Guan Shiru saw the figure rushing over and grabbing the reins of the horse, pulling it back desperately, but the horse was already out of control. A struggle directly knocked the horse The figure flew away.
The horses continued to rush towards Xiaohua, but Xiaohua couldn't even cry anymore and stood there blankly. Guan Shiru desperately yelled at her to run, and then he also ran towards Xiaohua.
Guan Shiru hugged Xiaohua and fell to the ground, closing his eyes tightly. He thought that the old man looked like he was going to die here today.
Suddenly there was a "bang!" in the jungle, and then the war horse fell to the ground.
When Guan Shiru opened his eyes, the horse was already lifeless. He took a torch and looked over, only to see a bloody hole the size of a finger appeared behind the horse's head.
Other refugees heard the sound and rushed over: "Mr. Guan, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
Guan Shiru shook his head: "It's okay, just look at Xiaohua, this child is scared." Guan Shiru looked at Xiaohua in his arms.
The little girl now had her eyes wide open, her face expressionless, neither speaking nor crying, just looking straight ahead.
A middle-aged woman came over and hugged Xiaohua, saying distressedly: "Poor child, he lost his parents, and now he is scared like this."
Several young men came over and helped Guan Shiru: "Mr. Guan, why are there war horses here?"
After hearing the young man's words, Guan Shiru remembered that a figure had saved them just now.
"There's someone here!" Not far away, a slow-walking old lady shouted with a cane.
Guan Shiru and others ran over and took a look with a torch: "Is this a deserter?" A young man said when he saw that Yang Bing was not wearing military uniform.
Guan Shiru followed the light of the torch and looked at the man's face: "General Yang! Quick, carry him back!"
When several young men saw that Guan Shiru was a general, they hurried over to lift Yang Bing.
Suddenly Yang Bing opened his eyes, one hand tightly grasped the wrist of one of them, and his bloodshot eyes stared at the other person.
The young man was in pain and shouted: "Ah! Let go! Ah!"
Guan Shiru came over quickly: "General Yang, it's me, Guan Shiru."
Yang Bing turned his head and glanced at Guan Shiru. The strength in his hand relaxed and he slowly released his hand. The young man hid aside and looked down at his wrist. It had been turned purple by Yang Bing. The young man I wonder why this person’s hand strength is so strong!
Yang Bing was already unconscious at this moment. When the horse was restless in the cave, he had already woken up. He happened to catch up with the horse to break free and rush outside the cave. Yang Bing saw the little girl named Xiaohua through the moonlight. , instinctively rushed out and grabbed the reins of the horse, but after all, Yang Bing was injured and was thrown away by the horse. At the moment when the horse was about to trample the little girl to death, Yang Bing pulled the trigger of the arm gun. .
Yang Bing's grip on the young man's wrist just now was also a sequelae of training in his previous life. Even if his consciousness was blurred, his body could still make instinctive defenses.
After seeing that the person in front of him was Guan Shiru, Yang Bing closed his eyes and passed out. His injuries were not serious. In addition, he lost too much blood and was thrown away by the horse. Yang Bing had already arrived. limit.
Everyone carried Yang Bing back to the cave, and the young men worked together to carry back the body of the horse that was killed by Yang Bing.
Guan Shiru glanced at Yang Bing's wound. It was originally just a small arrow wound, but just after being torn apart by Crazy Horse, the wound completely opened.
Reaching out and touching Yang Bing's forehead, Guan Shiru breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't have a fever, otherwise Yang Bing might really be helpless here.
Guan Shiru asked someone to bring a needle and thread, and put the needle on a torch to bake it. This was also the disinfection method Yang Bing gave him. He could use fire when there was no wine, and he put the thread for suturing the wound with him. The alcohol I carried was soaked in alcohol.
"Hold the torch." Guan Shiru told the person holding the torch on the side, and then began to suture Yang Bing's wound.
At this moment, Yang Bing only felt that he was dreaming. In the dream, he was wearing a special combat uniform, holding a three-pointed thorn in his hand, and was traveling crazily in the tropical rain forest alone. Enemies attacked him from time to time, and he solved them one by one. these enemies.
But when he saw the enemy's body, he suddenly discovered that the opponent was dressed in the clothes of an ancient soldier, and there were even enemies wearing animal skins and riding war horses.
Yang Bing suddenly felt dizzy, and then a woman's face appeared in front of him and shouted to him: "Stop talking nonsense and let's go together!"
In an instant, the screen turned again, and I saw a man wearing ancient costumes riding on horseback and shooting an arrow at him with a cold face.
Then Yang Bing suddenly remembered what he had traveled through time. When he lowered his head, he saw that the special combat uniform he was wearing had turned into the clothes of the ancients. An arrow feather appeared on his shoulder, and then there was a heartbreaking pain.
"Uh! Ah!" In the cave, Yang Bing closed his eyes tightly, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. Guan Shiru was suturing his wounds. As the last stitch was finished, Guan Shiru breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay. , it’s finally over.”
Yang Bing's frown gradually eased, and his breathing gradually stabilized.
