As the night deepened, even the expanded Red Gourd team cleaned up the dead and the seriously wounded, and carried them back to the Tang Army camp on a stretcher made of two bamboo poles.

Looking at the neatly stacked dead, and then looking at the corpses piled up like sacks on their side, unconsciously, the morale of the defenders of Anshi City dropped a little, and everyone had a sense of sadness about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

Retreating to the Tang army camp with envious eyes, these red gourd teams did not rest, and the corpses of the dead were first searched and picked up with personal belongings and name tags, and then all wrapped in shrouds and sent to the dojo in a corner of the barracks.

It is really a dojo, with a radius of more than 100 square meters, full of flags and flags of various Taoist logos. In the center, in front of the offering table with the incense burner, a burning fire mud road is constantly emitting black smoke, and the dead are sent in from here, put on the iron 'bed' to practice into ashes, and then taken out by the Taoist boy, sealed in a small jar with the name plate, to be buried in the deceased township.

This is definitely a pioneering feat, the era of cold weapons, the conditions are simple, most of the dead are buried on the spot, the traditional concept of the Chinese is to return to the roots, the soul to return to the homeland, the war is fierce, the comrades who cannot be buried 'get' the soldiers are indignant, so there are so many lonely souls and wild ghost legends Now this King Shuo launched a moral policy, even if there is no cremation custom of the Tang army, still grateful to Dade.

Twenty-one Jiangnan, Chang'an invited the Taoist masters or standing and dancing swords, or sitting cross-legged around and muttering prayers, the ancient and mysterious prayer voice, with the light and fire constantly dancing long and short figures, a deep sense of mystery shrouded in this dojo, so that the comrades who sent them to come, the living Tang Jun was also full of piety, kneeling on the ground and praying.

Not only them, but many foreign soldiers in the Tang army were attracted by such a mysterious atmosphere, and then learned to kneel and pray, in the pious voice, it made Li Chunfeng, who danced the sword in the center of the field, bloom 'flowers', as Qin Tianjian, was pulled to the battlefield by Li Jie, this bull-nosed old Taoist was not happy at first, but now, he sees the hope of overpowering Buddhism and spreading the teachings.

Hehe, the bald monk is reluctant to come, just our Taoist priest comes, in the future, so many good men believe in 'women', eh, believe in men, all out of my Taoist 'door', see how you and so on still fool.

If the scene gave the deceased 'spirit' spiritual comfort, in terms of the living, Li Jie definitely arranged more, the 'fierce' battle for a day, after the whole team returned to the camp, a large group of soldiers were holding the newly issued bamboo tubes in a queue and gathered in a large circle of wooden houses on the left side of the camp, a spoonful of 'meat' soup, a spoonful of pickles, a large piece of 'meat', a bamboo tube of rice, and even a small bowl of high wine for the meritorious soldiers to drink, and the rich aroma of wine easily dispelled the severe cold in the winter of Liaodong.

If the battle formation kills the head today, the benefits are not only these, after dinner, more than 500 meritorious soldiers all lined up and gathered in a large row of long wooden houses on the left side of the camp, even if it is late at night, the wooden houses still have thick steam coming out of the cracks, which looks quite hot.

Even the dignified emperor Li Shimin was in this large row of wooden houses, of course, it was a small room for senior generals, in the room, more than 100 large stones were piled up on the ground, all of which were burned hot by the hot road, while spraying water on the stones, Zhang Chao, who was covered with black 'hair' and was neatly wet with sweat, turned around and persuaded without worry: "Your Majesty, King Shuo can say, cyclone patients are really not suitable for such washing!" ”

"Which 'bastard' boy is the emperor or I am the emperor? If I say it's okay, it's okay! The steamed white face was red, but Li Shimin was full of cheerful impatience and said, the emperor was lifted out, Zhang Chao had to shut his mouth, and continued his great cause of splashing water, but after a while, in the steam shrouded in white mist, a black-bearded big white strip similar to Li Shimin twisted his ass and hurriedly ran out, grabbed the warm water basin that was placed aside and splashed it on his body, is it not Li Daozong, the king of Jiangxia, or that?

"Hahaha, King Jiangxia lost, and the old man said, the little white face is useless, and the old man has to be so black and thick to withstand the test, wahahaha." Squatting in the steam, the black and very special 'color' Lu Guogong Cheng Zhijie raised his head arrogantly and vulgarly and laughed, and the green tendons on the 'door' of the Jiangxia Wang's brain jumped straight up, and the rest of the circle of "little white-faced" uncle Li Shimin, eldest grandson Wuji, Liu Hongji, Zhang Gongjin and others also clucked their fists.

"But then again, King Shuo's little doll 'gets' this thing is still weird and refreshing, the heat is so steamed, and then take cold water and pour it, wahaha, it's a living fairy!" is still as special as smiling, Cheng Zhijie's pace of urban management also climbed out of the steam, crowded around Li Daozong, who rolled his eyes, picked up the basin of water and poured it on his big face full of black beards, looking at a group of "little white-faced" uncles who were even more depressed.

"Cheng Lao, you obviously can't hold it back."

"Shameless!"

"Sven scum!"

Even Li Shimin, the Ninth Five-Year Emperor, couldn't help but secretly scold the old goods, and was scolded for a while, but Cheng Zhijie was still so willing, and splashed the cold water with a two-skin face, and immediately 'made' a burst of 'chicken' flying dog jump.

Not only this one, but the soldiers' public bath not far from the high-ranking general's bath is also laughing and laughing.

This is the benefits that Li Jie has introduced exclusively, the barracks bathhouse, and the meritorious soldiers can also enjoy the treatment of taking a sauna as a reward, of course, it is not as advanced as the emperor's princes, and the volcanic stone is deliberately put into it to 'get' dry steam, and the red-hot iron is thrown into the water to 'make' the steam that fills the house and still makes these guys wash happily, and they toss for a quarter of an hour before they are reluctant to go out and replace the next 'wave'.

Of course, those who don't have merit can't enjoy the treatment of steam baths, Rao is so, taking a hot bath on a cold day still makes the Tang soldiers cheer.

Buying a bath for the army is not only to win people's hearts, Li Jie also has his considerations.

In this era, it is not only the war that threatens the army, the plague is the terrible death, the battle of Anshi City is destined to be a protracted war, if you do not pay attention to hygiene, more than 80,000 troops or even more nested together, the battlefield where the blood and flesh are blurred, fleas and bedbugs infect each other, and the opening of the "spring" can have several layers of combat effectiveness, it is really hard to say.

Therefore, even if the 'wave' spent some combat power, Li Jie 'pumped' out 5,000 Goguryeo prisoners, and under the leadership of Gao Yanshou, the owner of the bathhouse who surrendered, he brought water from the white wolf water every day, heated it with coal, and supplied it to the whole army for bathing.

However, when the emperor led a large group of senior generals to take a sauna happily, outside the Tang army camp, from the dark shadows of the night 'groped' out, but I don't know how many uninvited guests carefully climbed into the Tang camp.

The Tang army camp for more than ten miles was brightly lit, and there was the fire of the coal stove everywhere, and it could be seen clearly from a few miles away, lying on the cold and biting snow, covered under the mask of the mountain ghost, and the eyes were faint and gloomy, and the murderous aura was almost condensed, pointing to a separate camp area at the rear of the barracks, the man's leather gloves stretched out three fingers, and then a hugging action was spread downward, and the silver armor covered under the white cloak looked cold and light in the snow.

With the comparison of the mountain ghost mask, in the snow, more than 100 uninvited guests actually 'revealed' their backgrounds, divided into three groups, and followed the mountain ghost mask left, center and right to outflank the camp.

In the cold wind, the two big sticks at the entrance of the camp 'gate' floated with the wind, and occasionally one of the sides was 'exposed' by the firelight, but it was a big word.

In the military tent in the center of the barracks, the oil smoke was filled with the aroma and drifted out for a long time, more than a dozen pieces of thin as paper were cut to get the king's fire 'legs' and 'meat' in the oil and happily sprinkled with joy, and the rich aroma 'made' the guards at the 'door' The boy Xue Li 'snorted' vigorously and stood beside him, Wang Fangyi didn't move like wood, but unfortunately the occasional rolling of his eyes and the phenomenon of swallowing saliva were still exposed, and the head of the gold medal bodyguard was not as indifferent as it seemed.

"Tsk, it's so fragrant, but at this juncture, His Royal Highness King Shuo, you still want to eat, really, you want to be a full ghost?"

There was a dark shadow in Leng Buding's originally empty tent, and he still hung it behind his back, and he was also intoxicated 'smoking' his nose, but Xue Zhiguan's words always made people have the urge to cut two punches in his face, and Li Jie rolled his eyes when he listened.

The whirlwind chopsticks flew down, and more than ten pieces of 'meat' were all on the chopsticks and were stuffed into Li Jie's mouth, 'touching' and 'touching' the oil and water on the side of his mouth, in Xue Zhiguan's envious, jealous and hateful look, Li Jie comfortably closed a sip of wine, and then stood up with his waist stretched.

"Lone hates waiting, so I'm going to do something."

Twisting his waist, Li Jie turned his head and asked again: "Have the guests arrived?" ”

"It's a little closer, that kid used to be trained by a martial girl, and you know the degree of caution, it is estimated that it will take a stick of incense to get here." Aiming at the oil star that jumped straight up, Xue Zhiguan said sullenly, and Li Jie, who listened to it, sighed again: "I hate to wait!" ”

In indignation, Li Jie simply picked up the knife and waved it viciously, and in the sound of brushing, more than a dozen pieces of "fat" and "thin" and "color" and "seductive" "meat" were slice on a big fire "leg" resting on the table, this time, staring at Li Jie's small frying pan, I don't know when, a pair of black and swarthy exuding a strong murderous "color" and "stick" shape arrived in Xue Zhiguan's palm.

Chopsticks!

Hmm~ The irritable fire 'legs', 'fat' and 'meat' splashed again in the hot oil pan.

After the blade~ After the blade, the Tang army who was patrolling suddenly spurted out a bundle of blood in his throat, and it sprayed on the ground with a poof, and half of the hot blood ground melted away, and the patrol team immediately turned around in a 'chaotic' and 'chaotic' manner, but before they opened their mouths and shouted, in the continuous sound of puff, countless steel needle crossbow arrows 'shot' head-on, trembling as if electrocuted for more than ten seconds, and the remaining nine people in a squad fell to the ground limp and fell to the ground.

On the left side of the camp, a mirror flashed brightly, and after a while, there was also a mirror on the right side of the camp, holding a pair of mirrors in his hand, staring at the brightest golden-roofed tent in the center of the entire camp, and the cold ghost eyes of the mountain ghost mask couldn't help but 'shoot' out an extremely resentful gaze.

Lao Tzu will never live under your 'shadow', and before you kill Lao Tzu, I will let you die in fear first!

Silently reading, seeing the figures on both sides flickering, the mountain ghost mask also viciously gathered the knife, and roared and snorted.

"Kill!"