Chapter 7 The Fire Confuses the Enemy
Near the mountain pass, more than a dozen Yuan soldiers who escaped from Xiaofushe Village ran out of breath, for fear that they would be caught up by the villagers if they were slow.
"Look, my lord!" A soldier glanced back as he fled, just in time to see the raging fire burning in Xiaofushe Village.
The middle-aged general immediately stopped his rapid footsteps and squinted, and couldn't help frowning deeply, and said with hatred in his mouth: "I actually set fire to the village by myself...... It seems that the old man is indeed not simple. ”
"My lord, when we go back and bring more men, we will definitely capture them all!"
"Yes! It's a pity that this place is too remote, otherwise a light cavalry ...... will be transferred."
"Shut up! You idiots! The general snorted angrily, and then said, "Don't you want to think about why they burned down their village in such a good way? ”
One soldier tentatively asked, "They...... Are they afraid that we will come to the door again? ”
The general snorted coldly in response, "You still have a little brain." ”
"But then, won't it be more difficult for us to find any trace of this group?"
"Yes! If it hadn't been for the adults who dug out these secrets from that person's mouth this time, we wouldn't have known that there would be so many demon cult demons hidden in this deep mountain and old forest. ”
"But then again, we came out this time but acted on our own, not to mention not a single rebel, and also cost the lives of more than a dozen brothers, how can we go back?"
Listening to the discussions of several veterans, everyone's faces became ugly.
"Afraid of what? This matter has always been my idea, and it will never affect you, even if you go back, even if you push the matter on me. The general knew what his soldiers were worried about, raised his eyebrows, and took all the blame and responsibility for it on himself.
A short, thin veteran rolled his eyes and laughed, "My lord, that's not what the brothers meant, don't think about it. ”
The general waved his hand, interrupted the veteran's oily tone, and said in a loud voice: "Needless to say, I, Sainchida, do things by myself." With that, he strode forward, leaving the others behind.
"I said, brother, don't you offend this lord by saying this? Our brothers are still working as errands. Another soldier raised his chin at Sainchi in front of him, and leaned over to the short, thin old man and asked worriedly.
The short and thin veteran glanced at him, and said with a mouth full of yellow teeth: "It's just a newly appointed hundred, what is there to be afraid of?" It is a big crime to take soldiers out of the camp without permission, and Rao is that he relied on the shadow of his ancestors to avoid death, and it will be difficult to be an errand from now on! ”
"That being said, wouldn't it be too unkind for us to do that?"
"Kind? The grass grows on the graves of the kind-hearted! You kid knows a piece of! The more the veteran spoke, the more energetic he became, "This time our brother has worked tirelessly to carry ten bows, if he didn't have to do something to capture alive, and the arrows rushed up before he could be released, and those villagers could withstand our two salvos?" Fortunately, he was able to withdraw in time, otherwise he would have put his life in this deep mountain, and his family would not even be able to get the pension money. ”
The soldier was reprimanded by the veteran oil, and he was not angry, he smiled and stopped talking, stepped aside and lowered his head, thinking about the "way of survival" in the veteran's words.
"Let's go, let's go, let's go back." Due to the heart-to-heart analysis just now, the short and thin veteran seemed to have become the backbone of these soldiers, and at this moment he waved his hand impatiently and led everyone forward.
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After Wen Xianzhong led everyone to burn the village into the vast mountain forest, the group invariably slowed down their pace until Tie Niu pointed to a relatively empty and warm soil, "Why don't you just go here?" ”
Wen Xianzhong glanced at his surroundings and nodded solemnly, so the villagers began to properly place the corpse wrapped in animal skins next to the clearing, and several people immediately began to dig and bury the corpse.
"It's ...... Naked burial? When Wen Xuan witnessed the whole burial process, he finally learned that the whole village advocated naked burial, that is, the deceased did not have a coffin or clothes when he entered the earth, and the animal skin that his father sent the iron ox to find was used to wrap the body of the deceased before entering the earth.
"Today is supposed to be the day of the month of fasting, so let us serve an extra bowl of fast for all these brothers." Wen Xianzhong sighed a little sadly, and everyone else also bowed their heads in silence.
At this moment, there was a rustling sound behind the woods, and a clear female voice came, "I think I should let the dead brothers eat some good food in the next life, reincarnate in a good place, and don't be the soul of the Ming Sect again!" ”
"Mother?" Mu Chong, who was beside Wen Xianzhong, immediately ran over when he heard this voice, and said softly after welcoming the woman: "There were some Yuan soldiers in the village just now, didn't you be surprised?" ”
Wen Xuan followed the prestige, and saw that the woman who had just opened her mouth was about thirty years old, wearing a clean plain long dress, her complexion was slightly dark yellow, her eyes were not big but very godly, she looked at Mu Chong's frowning thin eyebrows with a hint of concern, holding a bamboo basket in her left hand, covered with a thick linen cloth, and leading a boy about five years old in her right hand, who was biting his fingers and jumping around at the moment, looking lively and cute.
The woman shook her head slightly, then looked at her son's somewhat soiled clothes and frowned lightly and asked, "You are not hurt, are you?" ”
Mu Chong bit his lip lightly, lowered his head and whispered, "No." ”
Mother and son are connected, how can Mu Chong's small actions hide from his mother, seeing that her son's appearance today is a little abnormal, the woman's brows immediately wrinkled deeper, and she continued to ask in a deep voice: "What happened to the accident?" Where's your Wenbo? ”
Mu Chong shook his head first, and then slowly turned around and led his mother's gaze towards Wen Xuan's father and son.
"Xuan'er!?" The woman saw Wen Xuan standing in the middle of the crowd with smiling and squinting eyes at a glance, and hurriedly took Mu Chong's hand and asked, "Chong'er, what's going on?" When did Xuan'er wake up? ”
"I don't know." Mu Chong replied with a wry smile, he was still confused.
The little boy who was led didn't have as many questions as his mother, and as soon as he saw Wen Xuan, he immediately ran over happily, and kept shouting in his meaty little mouth, "Brother Wen Xuan!" Brother Wen Xuan! Crashed straight into Wen Xuan's arms.
Wen Xuan was stunned and felt a little happy, in the past, he always looked cold and unapproachable, even the stray dogs on the side of the road were afraid of the smell of blood on his body and hid away, but now he suddenly became a person that everyone relied on and liked, and a warmth quietly arose in his heart.
Wen Xuan touched his little head dotingly, and then greeted Mu Chong's mother and son with Wen Xianzhong.