Han Cheng carried the straw basket in one hand and the Fu General in the other, and walked back, leaving this place that was stained red by blood.

It is very necessary to tie Fu Jiang with a rope, no matter what, Fu Jiang is a wolf and not a dog, and now it is domesticated very well, saying that it cannot be stained with human blood.

More people came out of the walls to clean up the battlefield, and they first collected the stone spears that had built up great achievements and transported them back to the wall for the next use.

The damaged ones are not lost, and many of them can be used again after repairing, which is much easier than remaking a shot.

After doing this, all that remains is the disposal of the body.

The corpse must be disposed of, otherwise it would be strange if such a strong smell of blood did not attract large carnivores.

Han Cheng didn't want the outside of the tribe to become a hunting ground for wild beasts, and they were looking around the tribe if they were okay if they ate people.

When it is cold and snowy, it is impossible to dig deep and bury it, and it is also possible to cover it with ice and snow, but it is not safe.

The first is that the ice and snow cannot cover up all the smells, and it is easy for wild beasts to come and pick up the corpses to eat, and the second is to treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

The snow and ice will melt, and once the weather warms up and the ice melts, there will be a deal about the corpse.

If you can't bury it, then you have to use fire to burn it.

Fortunately, there is now enough firewood in the tribe.

Under Han Cheng's arrangement, everyone picked up a lot of dry firewood a mile away from the tribe, and more firewood was piled up on top of the dry firewood, which was picked up from the snow nest and was wet on the outside and dry on the inside.

After the pyre was thick enough and large enough, everyone carried the corpses left here by the Teng Snake tribe and threw them on top of the pyre.

There were a total of seventeen corpses, and with the addition of the three injured women who were dragged into the tribe, the number of people lost on the spot by the Teng Snake tribe reached as many as twenty in this battle!

Almost half of them came!

The fire was burning, smoking, reflecting the snow around and devouring the corpses piled up on the pyre......

The blood-soaked snow could not be ignored either, and was covered by a thick layer of snow piled up by the people of the Blue Sparrow tribe.

Han Cheng was treating the injuries of three injured women, and under the current conditions, the methods of treating the injuries were also brutal and outrageous.

Han Cheng first used a three-centimeter-wide strip of animal skin to wrap tightly around the top of the woman's leg pierced by the stone spear, and then asked the two women of the tribe to come over, hold the woman's leg firmly, and then shouted a limp with a lot of arm strength, let him hold the stone spear tightly with both hands, and then pull it out violently!

Under the severe pain, the woman screamed miserably, and sat up from the ground abruptly, and neither of them could hold her!

But she soon quieted down.

Because of the severe pain, she passed out.

The woman's leg was half-broken, for the stone spear had been pulled out and a small piece of blood-stained bone had been brought out of it.

Han Cheng used the warm water he had prepared to wash the woman's wound and remove any stone fragments or wood chips that might exist.

During this process, her wound had been bleeding, and if Han Cheng hadn't tied her leg near her heart with a strip of animal skin beforehand, he was afraid that it would have flowed even more.

At this time, there was not even a cloth, there could be no good means to stop the bleeding, and Han Cheng could only grab grass ashes and sprinkle them on her wounds.

At the beginning, the grass ash fell there, and it was washed away by blood, and as the grass ash increased, it was gradually covered.

The dry grass ash fell on it and quickly became soaked, then slowly slowed down.

Han Cheng added a large handful of grass ash to the wounds on both sides of her before wrapping them in animal skins and bandaging them.

The other two handled the same thing, but one of them was not Han Cheng's hand, but was done by a woman from the Wuhe tribe.

One of the women had little chance of surviving, because she was wounded not in her limbs, but in the stomach.

The intestines have fallen out!

Wu immediately shook his head when he saw it, saying that the woman was hopeless, but Han Cheng was unwilling to give up.

After experiencing the later generations where even organs can be replaced, Han Cheng doesn't think that falling out of his intestines is a mortal thing.

Of course, in the current extremely humble situation, it is difficult to say whether this woman can survive or not, if she encounters Han Cheng, who has only learned simple life-saving knowledge and is not even a half-baked doctor.

The reason why Han Cheng was reluctant to give up was not only this, but also that if this woman could be saved, it would be more effective for the tribe than the one with the leg injury.

Another reason is that it can increase practical experience, accumulate knowledge, and improve medical skills.

This does sound a bit cruel, but there is no way to do it, if you want to improve your medical skills, this is a process that must be taken, but fortunately, this woman is not from the Qingque tribe, and her life is dying, Han Cheng can let it go.

In fact, after tearing off the things in the world, the layers of gorgeous appearances wrapped on the outside, the core is exposed, and the non-cruel is definitely less than the cruel......

The woman's exposed intestines were cleaned by Han Cheng with warm water, and after the wound was also cleaned, she carefully stuffed it back, and then wrapped it in the same animal skin strip to stop the bleeding while also preventing her intestines from flowing out of her stomach.

That's all Han Cheng can do, in the era when he didn't even have a needle, he couldn't stitch up her wound.

The rest is left to fate......

When Han Cheng asked the three of them to be carefully carried into the cave and placed as close to the fire as possible, an unpleasant smell of burnt skin and flesh wafted in from outside.

Han Cheng knew where the smell came from......

Three flowers bloom, one on each branch.

The second leader of the Teng Snake tribe, along with the third leader, hurriedly fled away with the rest of the defeated people, looking back as they ran, for fear that the damned, sinister and cunning tribe would take advantage of the situation to hunt them down.

In the process, people kept tripping over branches and trunks under the snow, but they didn't dare to slow down the slightest speed, got up from the snow, and immediately continued to run forward desperately, only hating their father and mother for missing two legs.

It wasn't until he ran into the depths of the woods and got away from that terrifying tribe that the second leader of the Teng Snake Tribe, who had settled down a lot, stopped out of breath.

While wiping the cold sweat from his head, he looked at the embarrassed number of his clansmen, and his heart was as gloomy as his face.

With him, there are only twenty-seven people gathered at this time!

In addition to the twenty people who remained in the Qingque tribe permanently, the remaining three people, because of their injuries, were left far behind when everyone ran for their lives.

In such a season, when there is no food and there are wounds on their bodies, once they are separated from the large army, the only way that awaits them is death......

(I'm a little empty today, so let's talk about this book, I've said some in the book review section before.)

In fact, before this book, I also conceived a new book, which is also historical, in the Tang Dynasty, after the Anshi Rebellion, with "The Stone Trencher" as the starting point. But because I went home to attend the wedding, I didn't start writing, on the way from home to here, it was a four or five hour night train, when I opened the starting point classification page, I saw that there were two original texts that were very good recommendations, and I looked at the results, both of which were very good.

I haven't read the original text before, so I opened it and read it, this book is Heng Yi's "Rise of the Primitive Era", I read about 50 chapters that day, and read more than a dozen chapters of "Unscientific Primitive Man", I think this kind of text is quite suitable for me, and I came back and moved my mind to write.

Because I read few original texts, and I started to conceive as soon as I read them, but in the first few days of conception, my mind was full of the book "The Rise of the Primitive Era", which scared me to see more than 70 chapters and didn't dare to read it anymore, worried that more thinking would be restricted. But what was conceived was inevitably borrowed a lot.

However, the direction of this book is different from that of Heng Yi's boss, I went down the table of contents behind him, and I was more inclined to war, I wrote too much about war in my last book, and I didn't want to write too much about war, so this book will focus on daily life, farming, and war as an auxiliary.

These told Heng Yi in the group a few days ago, and Heng Yi was very enthusiastic to give me a chapter push, I don't know if any book friends from "Rise" have seen this.

I thought I'd talk about it after it was put on the shelves.,At that time, there will be more people who read this book.,It's better to report back to Heng Yi Boss.,But recently I saw a book friend talking about plagiarism.,Even said that this book is exactly the same as Heng Yi Boss.,After I thought about it, I thought it would be better to explain it earlier.,It's not clear in the book review area.,And it's troublesome to say a thing many times.,Just explain it here in a unified way.。

Book lovers can go to Hengyi's "Rise of the Primitive Era" if there is a shortage of books, this book has similarities with it, but it really does not reach the same level of horror - the conformism of double opening and emptiness. ）