Hu Li saw that Niu Mugen had no voice, and he was so frightened that he was dying of pain, so he probed Niu Mugen's breathing with his hand, fortunately he was still breathing, but he fainted, and smiled at Zhang Xiaowu and said, "Not dead, not dead, not dead." This kid's life is very hard, so that you haven't died after such a toss, and you won't die in the future. ”

"Fart, what is a toss, I am medicine, Xi's medical skills, you know a fart!" Zhang Xiaowu scolded with a smile, turned his head and instructed the others: "Hang it like this first, Wang Yijin, you take out the gauze soaked in wine to dry, and then tie up his wounds." Wait a minute, I will tie his wound with a silk cloth, and change the gauze tomorrow, this gauze must be changed every day, and he must not be allowed to lie down, just crawl. 30,000, you go out and ask a few other wounded soldiers, who needs me to stitch up their wounds? ”

Several wounded soldiers outside the account had already heard Niu Mugen's crying and wailing, and they trembled with fright, saying that unless they had one foot in the Hades Hall like Niu Mugen, none of them would be willing to be subjected to this "torture".

Since everyone did not need surgical treatment, and Zhang Xiaowu thought that he was not a professional doctor, he got up and thanked Chen Boqing and Gu Ruoxi again. Chen Boqing was amazed when he saw this divine medical skill, and said bluntly that if this Niu Mugen could live, this Xi's medical skill would definitely be carried forward in the army in the future. Although Miss Gu Er's face was tired, she was in good spirits, and it was obvious that joining the work of treating the wounded made her heart full and happy, even if she was tired, she didn't feel tired.

When the second lady came back, the county lord also woke up early, she was awakened by the screams of Niu Mugen, and thought that someone was being tortured. When Lord Shi saw that Ruoxi's sister was back, he hurriedly asked, so the second lady couldn't wait to tell the two sisters about her experience of personally participating in the treatment. When a group of big men were helpless, she stepped forward like a hero. Even Chen Boqing praised her on the way back, comparable to the heroine in the romance novel, but there are few women in the rivers and lakes who are as brave as her.

Gu Qingxi asked: "Does Zhang Xiaozuo really understand medical skills?" ”

Gu Ruoxi said: "He said that this medical technique is the medical skill of the Far West, not the Central Plains medical technique, so I don't know if he understands it or not, but the cow root fell asleep." She folded her hands and said, "I really hope that soldier named Niu Mugen is safe and sound, so that I will go to the Netherworld in the future, which is also a merit to save people." ”

Lord Shi suddenly asked, "Who created the Naxi Clan's medical technique you said?" ”

Gu Ruoxi said: "Hippocrates, a person from the extreme west, what is the place of Greece. ”

"The art of Fanbang Yeguo is not enough to worry about." The county lord Shi disdained, and the holy Han people naturally had the pride of the holy Han people, especially the dignified county lord, who was naturally full of contempt for the wild land.

Gu Ruoxi retorted: "I think Zhang Xiaozuo's medical skills are very good, although it looks scary, it can really save lives." If you can really use needlework and scissors to save people, and it will be promoted to the Han army in the future, I don't know how many soldiers and generals can be saved. The more she spoke, the more she felt that this plan was very good, and she couldn't help but pat it hard and shouted, "Tomorrow I will follow Zhang Xiaozuo to learn medical skills." ”

At dawn, Niu Mugen finally woke up, he called for a big bowl of meat and wine, Zhang Xiaowu instructed everyone to make a fire to make rice, and boiled all the gauze bandages in boiling water again, before he personally re-wrapped the wounded, until he was busy with everything before he ate it. The wounded were greatly moved.

Yesterday's losses in the convoy were not large, one Gu family was killed, and there were no casualties in the caravan, but the battalion of dead soldiers killed 53 people, 8 people were seriously wounded, and 17 people were slightly injured. Nine hundred people went out on the expedition, and seventy-eight people were killed and wounded in a night attack, which can be said to have lost nearly one-percent of the combat strength, and the entire camp of the dead was filled with a sad atmosphere.

Hu Sanwan asked when the camp of the dead soldiers would be opened, and Zhang Xiaowu asked him to lead people to dig a pit, prepare a tombstone made of wood, and set off after burying his comrades.

The Gu family sent someone to consult, Zhang Xiaowu came to the carriage of the young ladies, and the eldest lady Gu Qingxi said through the window screen: "Yesterday, the sergeant was for our casualties, and the concubine had no return, only some gold and silver were given to the dead soldiers' camp. ”

Zhang Xiaowu said politely: "Acting as a soldier of Xiaowu, thank Miss Gu. ”

Gu Qingxi said: "The general doesn't have to be polite, the concubine can't afford it, I heard that the general sent someone to dig the grave, if you don't think my family guards are troublesome, please bury him together." Zhou Chou was not a soldier, but he followed my Gu family for five years, and his contribution was not small. Thinking that he had many friends when he was alive, he should also have many comrades-in-arms after death, so he was not lonely even when he went to the underworld. ”

"Miss Gaoyi, a certain convincing." Zhang Xiaowu said.

The corpses of the sergeants, the Gu family guards, the caravan coachmen and the people were buried side by side in a large pit in the poplar forest, and the people of the caravan, the people of the Gu family and the soldiers of the dead battalion were gathered in a circle.

Zhang Xiaowu looked at their corpses, his expression was a little trance, he had seen a lot of dead people on the battlefield, this was by no means the first time. He suddenly thought of his former subordinates Min Erlang, Mo Qing, and Tao Wangweng Sun, as if they were also buried in the pit.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Xiaowu glanced at it again, he saluted a military salute from another world, in order to say goodbye to the person who once blocked the knife for him, the person who used to eat with him, the person who used to talk about women together, the person who once enjoyed the future together, and the robe that he once used.

The soldiers under him didn't know why, but when they saw Zhang Xiaowu saluting like this, they also raised their right hands to their eyebrows, not knowing what they meant. The caravan and the Gu family thought that this gesture was Zhang Xiaowu's hometown to bid farewell to the deceased, so they also followed suit.

Zhang Xiaowu put down his hand and said in a high voice: "Today, I send a poem to you, my comrades-in-arms, my brothers.

Northland military flag hunting, poplar blue blood cold.

Swing a knife to kill Hu Yi, and dance a spear to slash the stubborn enemy.

An inch of land is buried in the bones of loyalty, and the micro-mansion is relieved.

The strong army is in the sky, and the Hanlang is thousands of miles. ”

He then dug up the ground with wooden planks and buried it, and the other soldiers followed, covering the body with handfuls of sand, and soon a grave was buried. Zhang Xiaowu took a tombstone made of wood from Hu Sanwan's hand, stood in front of the grave, and built it with stones. Zhang Xiaowu squatted on the ground and gently stroked the "tombstone" made of poplar wood a few times, with everyone's names written on it. After reading their names one by one, he sighed again and turned to leave. The other soldiers also turned away with sad faces.

However, the people of the Gu family and the caravan were a little depressed, and they stood here for a long time and were reluctant to leave. In particular, the relatives of the people knelt on the ground and cried loudly after the sergeant left. The three young ladies of the Gu family had red eyes, not only crying for the soldiers, but also for the guards Zhou Chou, or for the people.

The second young lady Gu Ruoxi secretly swore in her heart: "If I learn Xi's medical skills well, I will definitely save more people and prevent you from dying early." ”

After Zhang Xiaowu attended the funeral, he led his men to inspect the wounds of the corpses in the pile of corpses of the sand bandits, summing up the experience to cope with the next changes on the battlefield. In last night's battle, the sneak attack of the sand bandits was ambushed, leaving behind more than 400 corpses, and now they are neatly placed in an open space, looking bleak and desolate. Maybe these bandits have their own families, their own wives, their own lives, and even their own dreams, but now they are all corpses, cold corpses.

The call of vultures sounded in the sky, and when he looked up, he saw more than a dozen vultures hovering here, perhaps because there were more than thirty soldiers standing beside Zhang Xiaowu, these bald beasts did not dare to come down to eat the corpse, but they refused to leave, they could only howl, trying to drive away humans with ugly cries.

The vulture's cry was indeed extremely annoying, and Zugong Mao, who had the best bow and arrow, hurriedly asked, "My lord, do you want me to drive them away with an arrow?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "It's okay, these beasts gather here, just to show the bandits, if you want to provoke people, you must not provoke us." ”

Xiao Kai said: "These sand bandits are really hateful, but generally sand bandits will not provoke the army, especially my nearly 1,000 dead soldiers. Therefore, this attack on us will be strange during the period. ”

Hu Li said disdainfully: "They have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall." ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "People die for money, birds die for food, they are not dead, but I am afraid that they will come again." ”

Shen Lindong suddenly spoke: "The sand bandits' vitality is greatly damaged, and even if they come, they are only sneak attacks. From then on, when I rushed to Mucheng, the road was even more dangerous. Because of the past, Shen Lindong didn't talk much on weekdays, but now he is speaking, indicating that he gradually wants to integrate into the team.

Xiao Kai said: "I'm just afraid that they will recruit more sand bandits." ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "The soldiers will block the water and cover the soil, a group of sand bandits, not enough to worry about." They don't dare to fight head-on, they only dare to attack us, so as long as we are careful, the sand bandits are nothing more than a rabble. ”

The generals said yes, Zhang Xiaowu looked at the corpse again thoughtfully, and said: "This time against the enemy, although our army won the battle, it killed fifty-three people. You look at the corpses of the sand bandits, seventy-three people were killed directly by bows and arrows, and more than a dozen people were wounded by arrows when fighting with our army, so shooting with arrows is the most efficient method. Xiao Kai, you let the Qiandu team collect back the arrows, even the arrows of the bandits are also collected, and the next time the enemy will use three arrows to scatter and interfere with the enemy army. ”

"Whoa." Xiao Kaidao.

Zhang Xiaowu continued to wander in the center of the corpse, and suddenly heard the call of Wu Song, so he walked over. He saw Wu Song squatting next to a corpse and said, "This is a Han Chinese, not a sand bandit." ”

Zhang Xiaowu also found that this person's face was very good, he took off this person's clothes, and saw that inside the leather jacket was actually a Han man's clothes, he couldn't help but get up and beckoned to Chen Boqing: "Chen Daxia, come here, this person is strange." ”

Although Chen Boqing was not afraid of the dead, he was a little resistant to standing in the middle of so many dead people, and walked over when he heard Zhang Xiaowu's call. Seeing the corpse, Chen Boqing called out "Huh", as if he had found something, and squatted next to the corpse to carefully inspect the corpse.

Wu Song said: "My lord, this person's finger joints are wide and thick, but his skin is fair, he should be a warrior of the Central Plains." The sand bandits on this grassland are blowing day by day, their skin is chapped and wrinkled, especially the scars left by chilblains on the joints on the back of their hands. So I conclude that this person is a noble person. ”