Inside Yang Gan's camp.
In the originally extremely cold tent, coal stoves were lit one after another, and the temperature inside the tent began to slowly rise.
After Fei Lian settled the prisoners and corpses, he came to the big tent and saw Ran Jing making a report while the king kept wiping his armor and horses.
Fei Lian quickly came to Fei Lian and handed him the report.
"Your Majesty, we have calculated that among the 500 Ding Ling cavalry this time, 456 died, and the rest were all slightly injured."
Yang Qian glanced at him, and then wiped the armor, using alcohol to wipe off the blood stains, and then dipped some linen cloth in some grease, and wiped it until it was shiny.
"anything else?"
Ran Jing raised his eyebrows and said, "It has been interrogated. According to Arina's dictation, the Dakun tribe has not returned because its two thousand cavalrymen have not returned. The family was worried and encouraged the Yan family to send five hundred cavalrymen to check the situation."
After saying that, Ran Jing clapped his hands in a dignified manner, and saw two soldiers coming in, dragging a man covered in blood, who looked like he was dying.
Zhang Yumeng couldn't help laughing, "Ran Jing's current posture is very similar to yours. I thought he was ambushing people outside, like the villain in the movie."
Yang Gan shook his head and smiled, "What can I do? It's okay to be too charming."
Looking at the gray-haired old man on the ground, Yang Gan remembered, wasn't this the guy who avoided him?
"Your skills are pretty good. There aren't many people who can dodge my moves~~!"
The old man suddenly raised his head and gasped violently, "Are you the leader here?"
"Chief? Well, you can put it that way." Yang Qian was stunned, but no one had ever called him leader.
Yang Gan began to ask for information about the Dakun tribe, but he did not expect that the old man was extremely resistant and even began to abuse him wantonly.
However, except for Yang Gan, Ran Jing and others present did not understand much, otherwise they would have been tempted to take action.
Yang Qian was also weighing it. It would be good if all the 30,000 people in the tribe became slaves. Unfortunately, it was not the right time. If he returned immediately, he could find a way to transport them back, but now it is difficult to deal with it.
Just when Yang Qian was thinking about it, he only heard a "click".
I saw the old man forcefully breaking his arm, breaking free from the bonds, pulling out a dagger glowing with green light from his waist, and stabbing Yang Gan. His face was ferocious, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
He screamed wildly in his heart.
"As long as we kill him, the tribe will be safe."
"As long as he is killed, the revenge of his sons will be avenged."
"A sissy with thin arms and thin legs. Killing him with one knife is really an advantage to him."
Suddenly, Yang Gan disappeared in front of him, and a ferocious expression froze on his face. Then there was a heartbreaking pain in his stomach, which was so painful that he could hardly breathe.
The old man opened his mouth wide, like a dying cat, and slowly squatted on the ground, covering his stomach with one hand. The other hand was freed from the binding, and the white bones at the elbow were poked out.
"Cough cough cough~~~~"
A large mouthful of blood spurted out directly from his mouth.
Yang Qian sneered at such an attack, easily bent down and punched him in the liver.
"Ran Jing, what are you doing? You don't even search your body when you come in? What if the person standing next to you is Zhang Yumeng or Xiao Yu? Do you think that if I see Zhou Zhiyu's body, I will be more tolerant to you?"
Ran Jing was shocked, he held up his hands and bowed deeply, "Jun, Your Majesty, it was my fault for not thinking carefully, please punish me."
The corner of Yang Gan's mouth raised slightly, and he fought twice in a row, not rewarding but punishing. This is not the way to lead an army, but this time the matter can be big or small, he thought for a while and said.
"Let me record what happened this time. Next, I hope you will behave well. Otherwise, you will be punished for both crimes. Do you understand?"
"No~!"
At this time, Zhang Yumeng came to the old man's body, looked at it and said, "Can you give me this body?"
"You're not dead yet, but you're almost there. What do you want to do here? You won't be a pervert.
thing? ” Yang Qian’s face was full of suspicion.
Zhang Yumeng patted him lightly, "What nonsense are you telling the truth? I'm very curious as to why you vomited blood after you punched him. Normally, even if you were stabbed a dozen times, you wouldn't vomit blood. TV shows are all lies."
Yang Qian showed his fist and said proudly, "My punch is called Liver Fist. It hits the right rib area where the liver is located. This area is surrounded by rich blood vessels and nerves. When hit, vomiting will occur. Fainting, even death, and sometimes vomiting."
At this time, Yang Qian frowned and murmured, "That's not right. The Liver Fist doesn't vomit blood. It's really strange."
"By the way, Yumeng, how many corpses have been dissected during this time?"
Zhang Yumeng opened her hands and counted, "About a dozen or so. With so many corpses, Ge Xiuming can learn quickly after dissection. Chinese medicine also needs to improve."
"Then why don't you show him the textbook? Don't you have e-books on anatomy?"
"Brother, there are a lot of English and professional terms in it, and I don't have a certain foundation. Not to mention Old Man Ge, even modern people can't understand it." Zhang Yumeng glanced at Yang Qian with a funny look on his face, obviously very proud that he knew a lot of knowledge.
Yang Gan snapped his fingers and sent two soldiers to carry the still-dead old man to the surgery tent. Zhang Yumeng's eyes burst out with green light, like a hungry husky.
After Zhang Yumeng left, Yang Gan asked Ran Jing, "Have Wu Qige and Arina met?"
Ran Jing bowed slightly and said, "We have never met before, and Arina doesn't even know that Wu Qige is here. Didn't you specifically explain that the two of them are not allowed to meet?"
Yang Qian breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled, "It's fine that I haven't seen him before."
Then he summoned all the decision-makers, ordered the chef to bring a large amount of meat, and started discussing.
"Your Majesty, if we use our military strength to confront the Dakun tribe, we may not be able to defeat them."
"Yes, we only had more than 500 people at our best. We were lucky this time and there were almost no injured soldiers."
At this time Zhou Zhiyu came over and said with a smile, "Yang Gan, you have forgotten how you started your business."
Ran Jing frowned and said, "Zhiyu, we are making a secret plan, why are you here to join in the fun?"
Yang Gan waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "It's okay. Although Zhiyu is not a member of our army, there are only Central Plains people and foreigners here. Everyone can speak freely. After all, one person can think short and two people can make mistakes."
Zhou Zhiyu made a face at Ran Jing and said with a smile, "I heard from Zi Jin that you are good at sneak attacks. You used to be able to sneak attack the Huns, but now you can't sneak attack them?"
Yang Gan ate a lot of meat and drank a few glasses of kumiss while he was free. He explained, "There were prerequisites for sneak attacks in the past. Just like the time I rescued you, I drugged the Huns' wine. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so simple* **them?"
"We don't have such luxurious conditions now. If the Siji tribe hadn't provided it, we might not even be able to drink the kumiss."
Cao Wushuang said, "Didn't you always say that you should adapt to local conditions and create conditions if there are no conditions? I think we can start with food."
Yang Gan asked curiously, "Master, can you tell me your thoughts?"
Cao Wushuang said calmly, "Think about it, they must have prepared the food for people to eat, but the Dingling people are good at raising reindeer, and there are more deer than people. As long as they herd reindeer, we will sneak attack and rob their reindeer."
"Pah pah pah~~~!"
Yang Gan clapped his hands a few times and said happily, "Look, my master's suggestions are quite commendable."
Fei Lian smiled and said, "Mr. Cao is famous throughout the Central Plains, so this strategy is no problem."
Ran Jing said, "The Ding Ling people have very few war horses. Using Mr. Cao's strategy, it is best to lure them out and kill their cavalry and horses. When the time comes, it will be up to you to decide whether to kill or besiege."
A smile appeared on Yang Gan's face. Everyone's suggestions were very good. Of course, Fei Lian wanted to criticize him by name this time, fishing in troubled waters.
After pondering for a while, a flash of light flashed in Yang Qian's mind, and he smiled and said, "Ran Jing, I brought a lot of alcohol when I came here this time. Divide half of it, and let the soldiers collect the remaining canned fruits.
I'm of great use. "
"promise."
Not long after, the entire camp began to become quiet, and snoring could be heard from each tent.
This ambush battle was extremely easy, so easy that it was unbelievable.
After annihilating five hundred cavalry, there was not even a single wounded soldier. Of course, there were side effects, and everyone was almost exhausted.
Pulling the bow string multiple times in a low-temperature environment is itself an extreme test of physical fitness.
On the contrary, people like Xiao Yu, Zhang Yumeng, Zhou Zhiyu, Zhao Wenmo and others were mostly hiding and did not need to exert any effort, but they still had some energy.
Yang Qian grabbed a piece of meat with his left hand, leaned on the main seat and took a nap.
After Ran Jing arranged the matter, he returned to his tent and was surprised to find that Zhou Zhiyu had been waiting for him.
Looking at Zhou Zhiyu on his bed, he took off his armor. Ran Jing smiled and climbed up, hugging Zhou Zhiyu and holding her tightly.
Zhou Zhiyu's eyes suddenly opened wide, as if he was in disbelief.
When a slight snore sounded, a faint warm smile appeared on Zhou Zhiyu's face.
He has always been against the two of them having contact with each other, but it doesn't matter, as long as they are together, anyway, his father is busy fighting for power now and doesn't care about his own life or death.
It's better to follow Ran Jing. If anything happens to Dad, at least Yang Qian will have a chance to settle down.
Zhou Zhiyu firmly believed that no matter what happened to Chaoxian, it would not affect Yuntong County.
Even if someone cheated on Yang Gan, the person who did it would only suffer the consequences, so she made up her mind to stay here and marry Ran Jing.
If dad really disagrees, ask Yang Qian to go to the king and tell him, then the matter will be settled.
What made Zhou Zhiyu curious was that Ran Jing practiced martial arts very hard, and his palms were covered with calluses, but his body was very soft, almost as soft as his own waist.
