Although the results of the battle have not yet been decided, everyone knows that this will be a great victory that will go down in history, but for the city it brings more than joy, because many families in the city have lost their loved ones, and some may even be the only male in the family.

The deceased is gone, there is not much that can be done, but at least the body can be collected to comfort the relatives, as a person from later generations, Liu Yu knows that this kind of respect for the dead can stimulate the morale of the living more militarly. And that's what he's always done, otherwise who would want to work hard?

The Great Song Dynasty is such an example, on the one hand, these sergeants are holding what may be the highest military salary in this time and space, of course, this is on paper. On the other hand, their social status is not even as good as that of prostitutes, and they are almost on the same level as prisoners, and in this case, they have survived for more than 300 years, which has to be said to be a miracle.

After receiving Liu Yu's order, Hu Sansheng immediately handed over the defense of the city gate, and finding the remains of the dead in the battle was the top priority, and it was necessary to start immediately. Most of the troops in the city have left the city, and except for the necessary defenses, only those who are brave in the camp north of the city can be used.

The assembled volunteers pulled the ox cart, and the large group of men and horses went out from the west gate and entered the battlefield outside the city, which was the first time that the west gate was opened in several months. Without waiting for the defenders to close the door, suddenly a group of people poured out of the street, and the defenders in front of the door saw that there were too many people to stop them, so they looked at Husan Province, which fell at the end of the line.

"Forget it, open the door and let them out." From the words, I learned that these people had family members in the army, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive after the war, so they wanted to go out of the city to find it by themselves.

The moment he stepped out of the drawbridge, a fierce aura peculiar to the battlefield came to his face, and on the edge of the moat, two Tartar corpses were killed. The iron-like bolts pinned them to the ground, and the expression of agony on their faces before death made everyone who left the city silent.

After walking a short distance, the first place of battle appeared in front of him, this is the place where Jin Ming led people to intercept the Tartar cavalry, and the fallen men and horses can be seen everywhere, most of them are the corpses of the enemy. But soon, the first Song army foot soldier who died in battle was found, this is a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face, and the people behind him rushed up, and after watching for a long time, no one claimed it.

"Wrap it and load it into the car, pile those in a pile, leave the head, and burn the body on the spot." Hu Sanxing vigilantly observed the surroundings, and saw that there was a Song army squad patrolling in the distance, and only then did he give an order, and a few volunteers unfolded the white cloth they brought, wrapped the battle dead and carried him onto the ox cart, while the rest went to pick up their swords and slash.

The people had already scattered in all directions, ran to the front to rummage carefully, passed through an open field without people, and a little ahead they reached the enemy's camp, and the scene outside made the people who were in a hurry to run back after only one glance, squatting on the ground and vomiting.

The camp was littered with severed arms and stumps, and it was almost impossible to find a complete corpse, and when Hu Sanxing arrived with the volunteers, a group of men, women, and children gathered to look at the front and point in front of them, but no one stepped forward, except for a young woman with a turban.

"Poor hey, I heard that there is only one man in her family, if something happens, how can the women in the family live?" A middle-aged woman who lived in Xiajiangqiao shook her head and said, everyone who heard it was a little surprised, but think about who is much better than whom.

The woman had not slept all night since her man had left home, and she was so frightened by every noise that came from outside the city that she got up at dawn the next day and went to the city gate, hoping to get the news early. When the gates opened, she was almost the first to rush out.

Hu Sanxing shook his head and didn't understand what these people were thinking, the war damage hadn't come out yet, how could he be so sure that his relatives wouldn't come back? Ran here in such a hurry. It's just that it would be nice to have more people to help, such a big battlefield, it's really a bit too busy to rely on that bit of bravery.

"Stop looking, keep going." He shouted at the volunteers and led them towards the camp in front. Fortunately, there were almost no corpses of Song Jun in this area, so it was done quickly, except for the head, everything else was picked up into a pile, poured with hot oil and burned, and the unpleasant smell drifted away with the wind, startling the crows to croak.

When they arrived near the dock, the number of Song army's war dead began to increase, and a row of corpses not far away fell on their backs neatly, as if participating in a review. The swords and spears in their hands were all worn by an enemy, and at the same time the enemy's weapons were pierced into them.

For the first time, there was a howl among the people who came with them, and an old woman who looked like a mother almost fainted with a young man who had been shot like a hedgehog, and the people had no time to feel it, and a second and a third appeared immediately

Hu Sanxing sighed secretly, and commanded his volunteers to separate them one by one, and then wrapped them up and carried them out. The ox cart is parked at the back, and when it is full, it will be pulled into the city, and it will not be collected until the family members claim it, and the unclaimed ones will be cremated.

The woman stared nervously at each of the bodies that had been carried out, lest the next one to appear would be her familiar face, tears rolling in her eyes, and her hands kept twisting the corners of her clothes, until no one was carried out, and she still walked up alone to inspect it.

"Dead man, if you dare to leave like this, the slave will be turned into a ghost and sneak into hell to bring you back!" With this obsession, the woman covered her mouth and nose with her sleeves and rummaged around the disgusting camp, completely ignoring what she would not normally dare to look at.

After searching for a long time and still there was no result, the woman stood up and saw a small group of Song soldiers marching towards this side, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop them. The foot soldier who had been stopped laughed when he heard her words, this man he happened to know, and they were all in the same team.

"It turned out to be a sister-in-law, your eldest man can be regarded as fateful, and he was hit by a few knives and guns in his body and still stood up and did not fall. We all said that we must save him no matter what, the man has been carried over there, you can find it yourself. The foot soldier said, pointing in the direction of the south of the city.

"Thank you, little brother, it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive." The woman was so surprised that she couldn't stop thanking her, and with a wave of her hand, the foot soldier caught up with her team and continued to patrol forward. The woman glanced in the direction the man had pointed out, and walked briskly with her skirt in hand.

The sun had set, and the night had gradually sunk, but fortunately, the men brought in were still quite competent, and the clean-up in the west of the city had almost been carried out. Hu Sanxing stood on a high place and looked into the distance, the huge battlefield was full of smoking fires, and the crows were circling and flying in the low altitude, swooping down from time to time, and I couldn't help but think of a few lines of poetry.

"The birds are silent, the mountains are lonely, and the night is long and the wind is blowing. The soul is knotted and the sky is heavy, and the ghosts and gods gather to gather the clouds. The daylight is cold and the grass is short, and the moonlight is bitter and frosty. Sad and miserable, yes! ”

The old doctor held the tail of the needle, the thin golden needle suddenly straightened, and then entered the acupoint half an inch, Wang Lixin, who was sitting naked on the couch, closed his eyes tightly, and beads of sweat the size of beans gathered on the door of his head. This is the last shot, a set of family secret methods have been used, and the doctor himself is tired physically and mentally.

"Today's acupuncture has been completed, as long as you rest for half a moment, you can go to the ground, but you still can't overwork, otherwise" After a while, the old doctor pulled out the golden needle, observed Wang Lixin's expression, carefully checked the pulse, and knew that there was no hindrance, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Speaking of this, the old doctor stretched out his cuffs and wiped his forehead, without saying what would happen, but Wang Lin and the others didn't know what they meant. was originally a person who ran out of oil and dried up, but now he is hanging with a magic needle, and if there is a repeatedness, even if the gods come, there is nothing they can do.

"The old man is rude, big brother, you send Langzhong for me." Wang Lixin took the shirt and put it on, and secretly breathed a little, but he was more energetic than usual, this old man was known as the "first doctor" in Jiankang Mansion, and he did have a set in his hands.

From the time he was ordered to leave Beijing, he thought that he might not be able to go back, but he couldn't leave now, and there were too many things to do. Think about it, the upcoming celebration of victory, the seal to the imperial court, his own testament, and the letter to the old wife at home.

His mind was spinning wildly, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at a box on the bookcase, and the things in it were what he cared about the most. It is related to a person's future, Wang Lixin got it before the siege, but he still doesn't know how to deal with it.

Not long after Wang Lin sent the old doctor out, Li Tingzhi, who went to the wing room to rest because he was going to perform the needle, walked in, a little uneasy, he slept very unsteadily, and wanted to come over and take a look as soon as he opened his eyes. It's just that as he gets older, he can no longer survive as much as he did when he was young, thinking about Wang Lixin, Li Tingzhi sighed in his heart.

"Xiangfu, you came just in time, just in time to help the old man take a look." Wang Lixin saw him and stretched out his hand to beckon him over, Li Tingzhi walked quickly to the bed, and saw that the old man was in good spirits by the light, so he relaxed slightly.

"Zhu Jie's business, Chengfu Gong doesn't have to come in person, let Da Lang replace him, Lang Zhong has said that he can't work." Seeing that he was so anxious and didn't know what he was talking about, Li Tingzhi didn't dare to agree arbitrarily, so he had to persuade him to make his guess.

"It's okay, toast a glass of wine, and the old man will leave the table, don't talk about this, have you seen Ziqing before, what do you think of this son?" Wang Lixin looked at Li Tingzhi with blazing eyes, as if he wanted to know his answer immediately. Li Tingzhi didn't expect him to ask this, and he was silent for a while.