"I like you, so I want you to be surrounded by crowds, so the path you take should be full of flowers and people." - "The Book of the Records of Bao Yin Yan".

This time, Xiang Zhuang's call was heard by the merchants who rushed forward and immediately responded, and after hearing Xiang Zhuang's order, those merchants who were looking left and right looked up again and saw the fierce face of the deputy commander of the black horse, and they couldn't help but tremble.

Hurriedly turned around and instructed the men to take the medicinal herbs from the carriage, and within a while, the leader of the merchants personally held a few boxes of commonly used medicinal herbs and respectfully presented them.

Xiang Zhuang opened the box, took the dried powder of the packaged wormwood, and then mixed a little musk in it to relieve the pain, Xiang Zhuang put them on a piece of iron that had been roasted from the fire for a long time and heated them slightly, and the sharp long knife next to his left hand continued to burn in the fire, and the cold color of the blade became more and more crystal clear in the rising flames.

The deputy commander of the black cavalry was in place, and his huge face with muscles and muscles was in a hurry, and he stood quietly watching the movements of the scholar-like man with bated breath.

In this team of black horsemen, all the black cavalry armor soldiers were already standing not far away at this time, watching intently, and even the black cavalry armor who was punished with thirty military sticks struggled to get up with the support of the robes beside him.

This is their leader, the one who led them from the vastness of their homeland to the seas and finally found their leader.

They are the black riders, the most loyal crows under the paws of the white wolf.

The black knights had solemn faces, first clenched their fists, then put their right arms across their chests, and murmured in a low voice, and with an inexplicable murmur, their right arms neatly slapped the armor on their chests, making a low and loud clanging sound.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the night sky at this time can not even see the stars and moons in the sky, they are hiding in the dark clouds in the sky, and they are nowhere to be seen, and the evening breeze between the sky and the earth seems to have stopped floating, only the ancient and tragic murmur and the sound of iron armor echoes.

The merchant guards who watched all this from a distance couldn't help but secretly smack their tongues, how could they have seen such a solemn army, looking at the iron-armored figures that stood like pagodas, they actually had a trace of envy in their hearts that had not been seen for a long time, as if it was a very good thing to be such a person.

Xiang Zhuang didn't seem to hear the sound of the more than 100 people beside him clapping their armor in unison, and he was not shocked by this solemn scene at all, his eyes were surprisingly calm, and he carefully checked the injuries on the chest of the black cavalry leader, and acted as clean and neat as before, not a trace of hesitation and embarrassment because of the disparity in the identity of the person in front of him.

After another half a pillar of incense, Xiang Zhuang finally withdrew his gaze on the bloody wound, gently exhaled a breath of depression held in his chest, and turned around and took out the cold long knife from the campfire.

This scene touched the hearts of all the people present, and Wu Shisan, who was sitting on the ground on the side, didn't know where he was at this time, and the nails of his hands were quietly sinking into the flesh without noticing.

"You must succeed, Mr. Xiang, our little life is really entrusted to you now!"

Xiang Zhuang didn't know the voice of others, he had already dispatched all his mental strength to prepare for the next healing process, Xiang Zhuang just held the hot handle of the knife with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the shoulder of the black cavalry leader, and then turned slightly to look at the black cavalry deputy commander.

"Can this Commander help me hold his shoulders down and don't move?"

The deputy commander of the black cavalry, who was like a brown bear, hurriedly stepped forward and put his two hands on one of his own commander's shoulders, the bear's waist bowed slightly, and his hands secretly carried his strength, and he pressed the shoulders of the black cavalry commander to death.

"The next healing may be a little painful, I have added a little musk to the wormwood, but it may not be able to relieve the pain, you can bear it first!"

Xiang Zhuang glanced at the black knight commander who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a flat gaze, and said softly.

The black cavalry commander did not change his complexion in the slightest, he was still silent as before, his eyes were still surprisingly bright, but he didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and motioned Xiang Zhuang to do it.

At the moment when he nodded, Xiang Zhuang's movements suddenly became incredibly fast, and even the burly deputy commander of the black cavalry standing behind the black cavalry leader was in a trance for a moment, not to mention those merchant guards who were watching.

Xiang Zhuang pulled out the long knife with his right hand, and with a slight twist of his wrist, he had already put the hot back of the knife on the wound on the chest of the black cavalry commander, all of which had been completed in the blink of an eye, and the black cavalry commander's own way of dealing with the wound was different, Xiang Zhuang's movements were extremely hard and even looked a little vicious and savage.

At that moment, the blood on the side of the wound on the chest of the Black Rider Commander was instantly evaporated by the extremely hot back of the knife, and a pungent and unpleasant smell of burning filled the air, and then the next breath of the blade next to the wound, the cracked flesh had already rolled up, becoming a scorched scar.

Wu Shisan, who was already sitting on the ground on the side, was almost frightened and fainted when he saw this scene, his eyes were full of disbelief, he didn't dare to think that a noble scholar who looked so weak on the outside would be so vicious.

The black knight who was holding the shoulder of his own commander was also shocked after a trance, and his mind turned around a few times, and he even wondered if this scholar-like man had come to entertain them on purpose, or to avenge the rude of himself and the others just now.

The deputy commander of the black cavalry was just about to let go of the ruthless scholar in front of him, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Xiang Zhuang's face full of solemnity, and his previously calm eyes were also with a hint of anxiety at this time, and finally sighed deeply, the matter had come to this, and he had no choice but to let the Donglu scholar in front of him perform.

The deputy commander of the black cavalry gritted his teeth and pressed his own commander's shoulders hard.

The instantaneous pain made the green tendons on the forehead of the Black Rider Commander sitting cross-legged on the ground jump violently, and at that moment, his face was no longer the flat expression of Furui Wubo, but the whole face was completely distorted and deformed.

In the first breath, the black knight commander's body trembled violently, and his back was almost straight up, and the black knight deputy commander who was aware of it was pressed again.

The usually taciturn Black Rider Commander couldn't help but let out a howl after feeling the great pain, and the pain contained in the howl made all the onlookers couldn't help but be moved.

But after he couldn't help but let out a howl, the black knight commander's eyes were red, but he refused to make a sound in his mouth, but his fists were clenched, and he gritted his teeth, and the onlookers could only hear the squeaky grinding of teeth.

After Xiang Zhuang scalded the wound with the back of the hot knife, he immediately applied the mixed medicine powder to the burnt wound.

Then he wiped off the residual blood stains next to the wound with a white cloth on the side, and then wrapped the wound from his back with a clean cloth belt.

After a while, no new blood stains could be seen on the tied cloth belt, which showed that the originally ruptured wound had been completely scorched by Xiang Zhuang with the extremely hot back of the knife at this time.

At this time, the black knight commander was also out of strength, unable to sit still, and was supported by the burly black knight deputy commander to sit on the ground.

"First...... Sir, is this injury in my family already fine? ”

The brown bear-like deputy commander of the black cavalry held his own leader's limp body and asked nervously, and the thunderous voice shook Xiang Zhuang's ears.

"It's no problem, as long as you don't jump open the wound again and cause septic blood, with his grandmaster's physique, he will be able to heal in a few days."

Xiang Zhuang looked at the black knight commander who had returned to silence and closed his eyes to rest, stretched his waist, and said calmly.

"Quick, bring the brewed wine to quench the thirst of the Commander, and bring the bear meat together!"

After hearing Xiang Zhuang's words, the deputy commander of the black cavalry first nodded and thanked Xiang Zhuang, and then couldn't help but spit out a sullen breath, and sat on the ground as if relieved, and turned his head and yelled at the other black cavalry warriors to bring food to the black cavalry commander.

When Xiang Zhuang saw this scene, he couldn't help but move the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled and got up and patted the remaining medicine powder on his hand.

"There are some things, you still have to find someone to help, and you can't do it by yourself." Xiang Zhuang turned around and was just about to leave, his tone teasing.

"That's fine, it won't affect me when I'm in a hurry?" The Black Rider Commander didn't know when he opened his eyes, his eyes were a little dim, and he asked softly.

"Scars are inevitable in the future, as long as you don't get wet, you can live, what is the scar compared to life? You'll be back in good shape after a few more days. ”

Xiang Zhuang stood up straight, the action just now also cost him a lot of energy, and the two of them looked at each other around the bonfire and said slowly.

"Is this a way to restrain all wounds from blood?"

"Theoretically, yes." Xiang Zhuang glanced at the crowd around him, and smiled faintly, his smile was a little narrow, "But, first of all, he must have the physique of a grandmaster like you, otherwise as soon as he was an ordinary person, as soon as the back of my hot knife was hit, he would already be unable to stand the huge pain and die."

In fact, it is not difficult for me to learn such a method, I also learned it from the classics, this method has been around for a long time, and the ancients have long discovered such a treatment.

However, even if people know how to treat it, there are countless people who were injured when the two armies fought, and those who died because of iron poison and copper poison and sepsis blood, I still don't know how many people there are. ”

The black cavalry commander seemed to be deeply touched, and lowered his head silently, as if he had been removed from his bones in an instant, Xiang Zhuang was also a little surprised, this was the first time he saw this abyss-like man's expression a little weak, which he didn't reveal when he was suffering that great pain just now.

Xiang Zhuang turned his head, looked at the figure, paused for a long time, and looked at the black cavalry commander on the ground: "I forgot to put something in your mouth just now, many people will accidentally bite off their tongues in the process of struggling in the face of this pain."

But in my opinion, if it were you, there shouldn't be any need for that. ”

Xiang Zhuang turned around and walked back to Wu Shisan's side and sat down, glanced at Wu Shisan, who was so excited that he couldn't speak, Xiang Zhuang sighed softly, his eyes were deep, he turned his head to stare at the burning bonfire and said something that Wu Shisan couldn't understand.

"People, whether you can survive or not depends on how much you want to live."

Xiang Zhuang paused for a long time, and then spoke softly, "Sometimes, as long as you want to live, some things are really not very difficult!" ”

All the merchant guards did not say anything, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, they were afraid that Xiang Zhuang would have an accident when he was healing the black horse leader, so they themselves were arrested and relieved of their anger by this group of wolf-like black horses.

Now it's good, everything is fine, the lives of themselves and the others have been successfully saved, these merchant guards sat in place, there was no sleepiness on their faces, they felt for the first time that the night was so long, how could they not see a little light in the sky.

Xiang Zhuang quietly fiddled with the bonfire with a wooden stick, he felt that his body was a little cold, and Wu Shisan was still thinking about the two words that Mr. Xiang said just now with a sad face.

The only thing in the air was the stinging of the campfire, the night was terrible, the breeze seemed to have stopped, and the howl of wolves could be heard in the mountains and forests in the distance.

"Fourth, go, send two servings of the soaked wine and bear meat to that gentleman."

The Black Riders were sitting around feasting on the flesh and blood of the brown bear, they had been running around all day, not to mention the hunger of the body, but the mind and body were exhausted.

The burly deputy commander of the black cavalry was gulping down a brown bear's meat and bones, and after hearing his own commander's words, one of them sat up, picked up a bear leg and a jar of wine from the ground, and strode towards Xiang Zhuang in a daze.

"Hey, sir, my family commander said to eat some of this to warm up!"

Wu 13 on the side couldn't help but tremble when he saw this fierce and vicious burly man, although Wu 13's stomach was rumbling with the golden bear leg hooked in the hand of the deputy commander of the black horse.

"Thank you for me, you're welcome!"

Xiang Zhuang came back to his senses, patted Wu 13 and motioned to take the wine and meat, but he never thought that Wu 13 would die and refused to move, Xiang Zhuang had no choice but to smile lightly and stepped forward to accept the gift of thanks.

"This person is really burly and brave!"

Wu 13 looked at the swaying figure of the deputy commander of the black cavalry leaving, opened his mouth wide, and said with emotion.

Xiang Zhuang glanced at him angrily, this person's courage was afraid that it was only the size of a needle's eye, looking at Wu Shisan, who hurriedly rushed forward to snatch the bear leg from Xiang Zhuang and swallow the bear meat, Xiang Zhuang could only take a few sips of the wine jug, and a spicy hot current circulated through the internal organs, and Xiang Zhuang felt that his body warmed up.

And after a few sips of spirits, the black cavalry commander just looked up at the sky, and let out a low wheezing sound from time to time, and the deputy commander of the black cavalry on the side sat next to him, neither of them said a word, and was silent to each other.

Wu Shisan, who had eaten and drunk enough, looked around with great interest, but noticed that the patterns of the iron mirror on the vest and iron mirror on the chain mail of the black cavalry commander were full of traces of being chopped by the sword, and the entire iron armor was rough and uneven.

Looking at the black chain mail that had been well-made, Wu Shisan's heart suddenly remembered that this black cavalry commander should be the cavalry of a certain great prince.

But I don't know why he fell into such a tragic end, almost all of the black knights were wounded, and their eyes were tired, but they didn't know where they came from or where they were going.

And the leader of the black knights who took the lead was so seriously injured that it was actually daunting, and his eyes were so calm and indifferent, as if he had seen through everything but was unmoved.

Not far away, it was the old man who was the leader of the guards who took his gaze back and walked sideways through the crowd of guards.

Not far from the guards was a group of merchants sitting around the fire, and the leader of the merchants was also sitting around with several merchants, whispering about what happened tonight.

The old man of the guard sat quietly behind the leader of the merchants, swept the surroundings vigilantly with a pair of eyes, and then lowered his voice: "Leader, that Xiang Gongzi, I'm afraid there is a problem." ”

The leader was in deep thought, tonight he also saw the thrilling scene of Xiang Zhuang treating his wounds, but he shook his head, and said with a wry smile, "People are noble sons, we don't covet the items carried by others, just with our little capital, I'm afraid we won't be able to get into the eyes of others, what are you worried about?" ”

The merchant leader turned his head and continued, "Instead of worrying about that Xiang Gongzi, you should worry about those wolf-like black knights. ”

As soon as the leader finished speaking, he came back to his senses, and saw that the old man of the guard had a somewhat bitter face, and he also sighed, he didn't understand the form in front of him, it was better not to worry than to worry, if the wolf crow army wanted to do something to them, what was the use of worrying!

The group of black horsemen and the caravan camped together, and spent the night in peace.

By the time Wu Shisan came out of the tent lazily, the team of black cavalry warriors had already packed up all their bags and were about to leave.

Although they only rested for a few hours, the mental state of that team of black cavalry armor soldiers had obviously changed a lot, although they had experienced several battles, but in Wu Shisan's eyes, this black cavalry armor was afraid that its combat effectiveness was still much higher than that of the princes' army.

What amazed him the most was that the commander of the black knights was able to walk after only one night, and at this time he was also dressed and mounted on his horse, and his mount was a tall black horse, with a long, slender and sharp knife hanging on the other side of the saddle.

When the other black cavalry warriors were in the whole team under the command of the deputy commander of the black cavalry, he alone strangled the neighing horse and looked coldly into the distance, his eyes were still surprisingly bright, and there was an extremely dangerous feeling on both men and horses, as if he would charge forward in the next moment, and move forward.

(There's still a chapter around 12 o'clock, or five thousand!) ）