The night's riots kept everyone awake at night, but the results were not impressive. Not counting the donkeys that were captured alive, as well as a group of Khitans who escaped, more than 300 Khitans had their heads cut off. These heads Guo Chengsi let people mix lime, and they loaded two large carriages.

This is not Guo Chengsi's quirk of collecting heads, he wants to send these heads to Chang'an City to ask for a reward for his subordinates in front of Zhu Xian. These heads are all real credits, and no one can rely on them.

When all the staff, captains, and scribes gathered in Guo Chenghe's tent, there was still a faint smell of blood inside. Of course, the body of the Khitan who had half of his neck cut off by his accomplices had already been carried away, and the brocade quilt and wool felt soaked in blood had also been rolled out and burned. If it weren't for the negligible smell of blood, no one would have sensed that there had been a terrible fight here last night.

Guo Chengsi sat quietly behind the bookcase in a crimson general's uniform, and the rest of the people stood in front of him in two columns according to their official ranks. I saw Rong Xi's report in the middle: "General Qiyu, last night our soldiers killed more than 170 people, seriously injured more than 300 people, and slightly injured more than 200 people. ”

When a staff member heard this, his lips trembled, and he said incredulously: "More than 300 Khitans died, we only killed more than 170 people, and seriously injured more than 300 people, this is a great victory!" ”

Guo Chengsi frowned, and said with disapproval: "With many enemies and outnumbered, with intentions and unintentionality, and so many people have been killed and injured, how can it be called a great victory?" It's barely a small victory! In the end, I came out in a hurry, and I didn't have enough time to practice! ”

"Is this still a small victory? In the past, every time I fought with the Khitans. How many times did we not pay the price of death several times more than the other party in exchange for a tragic victory? Last night's situation, although it was calculated by heart and without intention. However, such a small proportion of casualties is difficult to achieve even if the emperor is alive. General Wu Xian is really like a god. The eyes of the people standing in front of him were not right. Especially those staff members who are conceited and have a high chest, they are even more respectful and respectful, and there is no trace of contempt.

Rong Xi looked at it in his eyes and smiled in his heart. I think more than 20 days ago, when these staff members just arrived at Guo Chenghe's tent to listen to the order. Relying on some experience and getting older, he is honored as a young man. is a relative of the emperor again, and his heart is full of unwelcome. I always felt that Guo Chenghe, the second ancestor who relied on the protection of his ancestors, must have no real ability, so he was ordered to escort grain and grass.

This trip down, Guo Chenghe's thunderous style. And the atmosphere in the entire barracks has made a huge difference for them. Plus last night's battle. This group of old foxes was finally impressed by Guo Chenghei, and they also had a little more surrender.

Guo Chengsi raised his hand to interrupt their flattery, and only frowned and asked Rong Xi, "Have you counted the damage from the fire last night?" ”

Rong Xi gathered his thoughts, clenched his fists and replied: "The inventory has come out, and the fire only burned a cart of grain."

"How is that possible? How could such a big fire only burn a cart of grain? Immediately, one of the staff members said in disbelief: "That fire has turned half the sky red, how can it be that you can make it by burning only a cart of grain?" It can be seen that Rong Duwei's words are not true. ”

Rong Xi smiled: "Sir, don't worry, please be patient and listen to what I have to say." ”

The staff member stroked his beard. Said proudly: "Please ask Captain Rong to solve the doubts of the old decay." ”

Although he was questioned in person, Rongxi was not annoyed. He patiently explained: "Because the general has reminded me a long time ago to prevent those Khitan dogs from jumping over the wall and setting fire to the grain. So I piled up the chaff and hay for the horses in the wagons on the periphery, and put a few grain bags on the surface. Although the Khitans poured fire oil and set fire to seven or eight wagons, the grain bags in them added up to only one cart, and the rest were all chaff and forage for the horses. In addition, the fire was extinguished in time, and the burned grain was just a truckload. If the gentleman doesn't believe it, he can go and check the ashes after the fire, and you should be able to see the suspicions. ”

Rong Xi said it so categorically, the staff laughed dryly, and said: "Since Rong Duwei said so, it must be the truth, where do you need to go and check." Rong Duwei laughed! ”

The corners of Rong Xi's mouth twitched, and he secretly slandered: This group of old guys, they don't believe it. Let them check it themselves, and say it's a joke, it's really hard to serve.

However, Guo Chengsi's mind was not here, he twisted his brows and asked: "All gentlemen know more about the Khitans than this general, may I ask if any of you know the identity of the person who calls himself a donkey?" ”

His question immediately stumped the staff, and they pondered one by one. Guo Chengsi saw that they didn't react for a while, and couldn't help frowning: "Seeing that those Khitans are so willing to protect him, coupled with his fluent Central Plains dialect, I think his status will not be low." Do you really know nothing about him, gentlemen? ”

Although the Khitan people have been enemies of the Central Plains for many years, they also admire the long-standing culture of the Central Plains. Especially their royal family, they like to learn the poetry and songs of the Central Plains the most, robbing Han women as slaves and concubines, and naturally they are proud of speaking the Central Plains.

Although the donkey was tall, his facial features were not as rough as those of the Khitans, and he faintly carried the delicacy of a Han woman. And the Central Plains dialect he spoke was very authentic, and he couldn't hear a foreign accent at all, thinking that he must have Han blood in his body, and there were also Han people around him who were carefully taught.

One of the oldest staff members clasped his fists and said with a wry smile: "The general doesn't know, there are not a few Han women as concubines in the Khitan royal family, and there are countless children born. According to his age, there are at least 20 people who match, so we really can't be sure of his identity for a while. ”

When Guo Chengsi heard this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "In this case, then take him to Juchong and pass it down, there is always a way to find out his identity." Presumably, a living Khitan nobleman is always more useful than a dead Khitan nobleman. ”

Some staff members said worriedly: "If you take him with you, I'm afraid that this road will not be peaceful." ”

Guo Chengsi smiled coldly and said proudly: "What are you afraid of, now we are still in the pass, and there are 10,000 troops in the formation." Are you still afraid of the small fights of those Khitans? Alright, I've made up my mind, so all of you stand down!

The donkey was hung in a filthy tent. Half of his torture and interrogation had exhausted his physical strength. At this moment, his head was hanging weakly, and he was covered in scars and blood. This is war, and human life is as cheap as mustard. No matter how noble your status is, if you fall into the hands of the enemy, you will be worse than a dog.

Zhong Ziyuan took a bowl of black medicinal juice and opened the door curtain and walked in, and when he heard the footsteps, the donkey stiffened. I barely looked up and saw that it was her who came in, and an inexplicable anger rose in my heart.

He stared at her. sneered coldly: "Come and see if I'm dead?" He didn't say a word after being tortured for so long, but he didn't expect to be angry when he saw her, and he couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

"How do you talk to our Dr. Jia! I can't die. The two soldiers in the tent looked hideous. With a few clicks of the leather whip in his hand, it was all drawn on him, and a few drops of blood scattered on the ground of the tent with the swing of the whip.

His already broken body was violently shaken, and all the cries of pain were swallowed into his stomach by gritted teeth. But beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead because of forbearance. The monstrous anger and resentment in his eyes made Zhong Ziyuan's heart tremble.

Guo Chengsi, who had been sitting on the side, smiled coldly. Said: "General Ben admires you for being a man. Why don't you tell me who you are, and who is your insider in this barracks? and shall not suffer from the fragments of flesh and skin. ”

Although the donkey is scarred, it is still very strong. He spat out a mouthful of bloody spittle and sneered: "Becoming a king and defeating a king, since it fell into your hands, I don't plan to keep this rotten life." Take it if you want, why bother with so much nonsense. ”

Zhong Ziyuan felt ashamed in his heart, and he didn't even dare to raise his head. Not to mention opening up. She walked quickly to Guo Chengsi and put the medicine bowl on the table next to him. whispered: "This is the hemostatic medicine you want." ”

"Are the wounded all dealt with?" Guo Chengsi asked casually.

Zhong Ziyuan whispered: "Fortunately, Dr. Zhao and several of his friends have learned suturing, and with their help, the wounded have been dealt with almost well." ”

Guo Chengsi nodded and said, "That's good, hard work." This tone is really official enough. Zhong Ziyuan sneered twice and retreated to his side.

Only then did Guo Chengsi greet one of the soldiers: "Come here, pour this bowl of medicine into him." Then he sneered at the donkey: "You want to die, General Ben won't let you die now." Wait until you reach Juchong Pass, and then hand you over to the people who have been poisoned by the Khitans, and let them decide your life and death. Maybe they'll hate everyone for biting you, but don't regret that you didn't ask General Ben for a bite of your flesh today. The donkey snorted coldly and closed his lips, it seemed that Guo Chengsi's words did not scare him.

"Yes." The soldier clenched his fists and stabbed the blood-stained whip into his waist. Then he took the medicine bowl and came to the donkey, pinched his nose and poured it into his mouth.

The soldier's movements were very rude, and the pitch-black liquid kept flowing down the corners of the donkey's mouth. He was forced to swallow the potion in embarrassment, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhong Ziyuan, who had been hanging his head. The resentful burning gaze only wished to burn two big holes in her.

On this occasion, Zhong Ziyuan didn't even dare to glance at the corner of his eyes, and only whispered to Guo Chenghe: "I'm leaving!" ”

Guo Chengsi knew that she was uncomfortable, so he nodded. She immediately took three steps and two steps and quickly escaped from the tent that was about to suffocate her.

The dense camp was set up on the edge of an endless river, and the golden sunlight sprinkled unscrupulously on the magnificent river, reflecting the colorful light, although there was no heat, it was also dazzling.

Zhong Ziyuan went straight to the river and squatted down, picked up the cold and biting river water and washed his face. The high level of mental tension of the night, as well as the hard work, made her exhausted at the moment. And the young but painful faces, and the painful wails and screams, always lingering in her chaotic brain. It wasn't until she was stimulated by the icy river that she regained some of her spirits.

After washing her face, she sat down on a large rock by the river. The chilly river breeze blew on her face, ruffled her forehead, and tickled her face and neck. She ignored it, her amber eyes staring at the sparkling river for a long time, and suddenly she let out a long sigh.

"Good and dignified, what are you sighing about?" Guo Chengsi's voice suddenly sounded behind her.

From behind, she was slender, but slender, as if she would be broken by the wind. Guo Chenghe's heart is a little uncomfortable, and the hardships along the way can be imagined. I don't know how she gritted her teeth and persevered as a weak woman.

She didn't look back, but grabbed a handful of stones from the ground and threw them out. After watching those stones of different sizes draw countless perfect parabolas, "Ding Dong Ding Dong" fell into the water like rain, and then she patted the soil on her hands, turned around and smiled: "I used to hold a breath of stuff in my chest, but now it's okay, it's all thrown out, and my chest is finally happy." ”

Guo Chengsi's eyes as deep as midnight faintly smiled, and he sat down beside her. After nearly a month's worry, it turned into a thin anger of concern: "I told you a long time ago that the battlefield is the Shura Hell, which is formed by the accumulation of countless corpses and mountains of blood. The psychology of ordinary people simply can't bear it. Last night was just a little fight, didn't it already make you feel uncomfortable in your heart? ”

There was astringency in Zhong Ziyuan's eyes, and she simply pursed her lips stubbornly, pretending not to hear his words. was muttering aggrieved in his heart, knowing that he would definitely find a way to break her confidence, and then send her back to Chang'an City, so it was right to hide himself all the way.

Guo Chengsi didn't wait for her to reply, and couldn't help but glance at her in surprise. but accidentally crashed into her crystalline, misty eyes. He couldn't help but smile and said, "That's it, it's all here, can I still send you back?" Just follow me honestly! ”

Zhong Ziyuan turned around with a "whoosh", and said with surprise on his face: "The eldest husband is full of promises, but he is not allowed to regret it." ”

Guo Chengsi was obviously overjoyed to see that her originally misty eyes suddenly became radiant and bright. His heart softened, he reached out and grabbed her hand in his palm, and said dotingly: "Don't regret it, don't regret it, you can follow it as you like!" Zhong Ziyuan finally got his assurance, and he was so proud in his heart that he couldn't help but "giggle".

He took her hand and turned his head to look out at the wide river.

She couldn't help but quietly roll her eyes, carefully glancing at the people around her. only to find that his face, which was like a sculpture and carved like an axe, had been shrouded in a layer of darkness and a layer of haggardness. It's just that his eyes are still sharp, and his eyebrows are like knives and swords, faintly carrying a sense of slaughter.

Only then did Zhong Ziyuan realize that unconsciously, he had also lost a lot of weight.

Guo Chengsi seemed to feel her concerned gaze, and he turned his head to see her. Looking at each other, the two couldn't help but smile at each other. (To be continued.) )