Zhang Xiaoyi was almost stunned by fright, and it took a long time to react, and then pounced on him crying.

"Young master, are you alright?"

Lu Yan didn't react, because a voice appeared in his heart.

"One of the Jurchen cavalrymen you shot and wounded was killed by someone else, and your merit was halved, and you gained 5 merit."

He hurriedly called up the interface and found that the combat merit that had been reduced to 0 had been raised to 5 again.

In this way, killing a Jurchen cavalryman can get 10 points of combat merit, Lu Yan thought secretly.

At this time, he heard Zhang Xiaoyi's cry, he gently pushed Zhang Xiaoyi away, and then said, "I'm fine." ”

He glanced at Cao Wenzhao and found that he had a look of resentment, and the white-armored soldier had been stabbed into a hornet's nest by him.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

Sure enough, the battlefield is dangerous, if it weren't for Cao Wenzhao, maybe he would have hung up just now.

"Thank you, Lord Cao, for saving your life."

Lu Yan said to him.

After listening to his words, Cao Wenzhao's stabbing action stopped.

"You don't have to thank me, I dragged you down in the first place, if it weren't for me, those Jurchen cavalry wouldn't be in hot pursuit."

Cao Wenzhao said lightly.

Lu Yan smiled faintly, it seems that Cao Wenzhao's temperament is a little arrogant.

He glanced at the battlefield and saw that there were no living people, and there were mutilated corpses everywhere.

After his mood relaxed, he suddenly felt the urge to vomit again.

Cao Wenzhao turned back gloomily, looking for any surviving family members.

He really found a few, but those family members were already seriously injured and died, and their chests were trampled by the war horses, so they could only look at Cao Wenzhao with blood foaming at their mouths, unable to speak, and closed their eyes gloomily after a while.

This made Cao Wenzhao can't help but hold them and cry, as the so-called man has tears and doesn't flick, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.

Seeing this, Lu Yan could only let out a long sigh.

"Young master, let's hurry up, in case those Jurchen cavalry come back, it won't be good."

At this time, Zhang Xiaoyi said to him again.

"Those Jurchen cavalry shouldn't be able to come back for the time being."

Lu Yan shook his head and said.

Because at this time, a sentence came to his mind.

"Your soldier killed a Jurchen cavalryman and gained 10 battle merits."

Hearing this, Lu Yan couldn't help but be overjoyed, it seemed that the cowardly Xue had already killed a Jurchen cavalryman.

At this moment, a low neighing of horses was suddenly heard in the distance.

Lu Yan's heart moved, and he looked behind the big tree.

A diminutive Mongolian horse was found running out from behind the tree, and then ran in the direction of Lu Yan.

The movement of this Mongolian horse alarmed everyone, and they did not look at this Mongolian horse in a daze, this Mongolian horse was obviously not those Jurchen cavalrymen.

After the Mongolian horse ran to Lu Yan's side, it gently arched Lu Yan with its head, and gently licked Lu Yan with its tongue from time to time, indicating its love for Lu Yan.

Lu Yan also stroked it gently, and he seemed to understand that this horse would definitely not hurt him.

Almost every Mongol cavalryman was a single man with two horses or even a single with three horses, and that cowardly Xue Wei was no exception.

When Cao Wenzhao and Zhang Xiaoyi saw this, their eyes were full of surprise.

"Young Master, do you know that person just now?"

Zhang Xiaoyi asked.

"He's mine...... Friend. ”

Lu Yan thought for a while and said.

"He turned out to be your friend, young master, no wonder he would help."

Zhang Xiaoyi couldn't help but suddenly realize.

Cao Wenzhao, who was not far away, also heard this, he lowered his head and thought about it, then walked over and said to Lu Yan: "Thank you really for your friends for saving you this time." My name is Cao Wenzhao, and I am a small garrison, if I have a place to find it in the future, just give orders. ”

Lu Yan smiled slightly: "In Xia Lu Yan, this is my family's ...... Loyal servant Zhang Xiaoyi. ”

Hearing Lu Yan praise him as a loyal servant, Zhang Xiaoyi couldn't help but puff up his chest, as if he had received great praise.

"This servant of yours is really good to you, if it weren't for his indefatigability with you, maybe you would have been killed by some refugees."

Cao Wenzhao looked at Zhang Xiaoyi with appreciation and said.

"What's going on?"

Lu Yan couldn't help but ask curiously.

Zhang Xiaoyi was a little embarrassed, and then he said the whole story of the matter for a while.

It turned out that after Lu Yan fainted, Zhang Xiaoyi had to hire a donkey cart to carry Lu Yan.

But as the saying goes, wealth is not exposed, and when he paid the bill, he accidentally found the money in the blanket by some black-hearted refugees.

Later, those refugees found an opportunity to surround Zhang Xiaoyi, preparing to kill him and take his money.

Fortunately, he met Cao Wenzhao to save him, otherwise he might have to say goodbye to Lu Yan in hell.

Hearing his words, Lu Yan couldn't help but suddenly realize.

Zhang Xiaoyi was a little embarrassed and handed over a blanket on his body to Lu Yan, and repeatedly claimed that he was afraid that it would not be safe for the unconscious young master to put the money, so he put the money on himself, and it was definitely not intended to steal it.

Lu Yan opened these blankets and looked at them, and found that there were some large pieces of gold, silver and jewelry inside.

Although Lu Yan's family is in the middle of the road, he was once a wealthy family. After the fall of Shenyang, he rolled up all the gold and silver in the family and fled with his sister and domestic servants.

He thought about it, then took out a large piece of silver ingot and handed it to Zhang Xiaoyi, and at the same time said something to him that moved through the ages: "Xiaoyi, thank you this time, this is what you deserve, take it." ”

Zhang Xiaoyi looked at this silver ingot with some hesitation, he estimated how this silver ingot looked like it was more than thirty taels.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, 30 taels was definitely a huge amount of money.

At that time, Qi Jiguang recruited soldiers in the southeast, and his annual salary was only 10 taels, and after arriving in Jizhen in the north, the annual salary of the recruits guarding the border wall increased to 18 taels.

This is still under the condition of not arrears, of course, the actual silver taels in the hands of the soldiers may not even be half of them.

Zhang Xiaoyi had the heart to refuse, in his opinion, the slave savior was justified and did not need any reward.

But Lu Yan always insisted that meritorious service must be rewarded, and finally under the persuasion of Cao Wenzhao, he finally took the silver ingot.

With this huge amount of money, Zhang Xiaoyi of course couldn't stop smiling.

At this time, Lu Yan found that Cao Wenzhao still had a broken arrow stuck in his shoulder, so he asked, "Lord Cao's injury doesn't matter, do you need our help?" ”

"It doesn't matter, but I'm going to have to trouble you to help me pull the arrow off."

Cao Wenzhao looked at it and said.

He came from a family of generals, and he has been in the army in Liaodong for many years, so it is of course not a problem to deal with some arrow wounds.

Lu Yan nodded, so at Cao Wenzhao's signal, Zhang Xiaoyi helped him pull out the arrow.

Cao Wenzhao asked Zhang Xiaoyi to help him wrap his shoulders, and said to him: "I don't know if your friend is the opponent of those Jurchens, it will be bad if he is involved." ”

He was very skeptical that Lu Yan's friend could single-handedly take on the three Jurchen cavalrymen.

The ferocity of the Jurchen cavalry is well known to the world, and even the Mongols are not necessarily their opponents.

"I'm sure he'll be able to get rid of the Jurchens."

Lu Yan was full of confidence.

No matter how the first generation of cowardly Xue Wei said, he was also one of the best Mongolian soldiers in a hundred, and it should be easy to deal with the three injured Jurchen cavalry.

"Okay then, we'll wait for him here."

Cao Wenzhao said.

After Zhang Xiaoyi helped him take care of his wounds, he collected their military badges from the dead family members.

Then they were piled up together, and now that the war was in disarray, he didn't want their corpses to be eaten by wild dogs.

Zhang Xiaoyi also went to the dead war horses to pick them up, and when he saw this, Lu Yan's heart moved.

He walked over to the white-armored soldier and picked up the saber from his side.

I saw that the handle of this knife was extremely exquisite, and it seemed to have been carefully crafted. There is a delicate pattern near the blade, and it looks like it is a treasure knife made of steel.

Lu Yan unceremoniously took this knife into his arms, he estimated that this knife was also snatched from which Ming Dynasty officer this white-armored soldier did not know, with the temperament of the Jurchens, he would not put so much effort into the decoration of the hilt.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoyi came over and gave him a package and food and water.

Lu Yan opened the package and found that it was some gold, silver and jewelry.

Mom#, it must be the ill-gotten gains that the Jurchens robbed from the Han people.

Take it!

Lu Yan accepted these unceremoniously, but he planned to share them equally with Cao Wenzhao and Zhang Xiaoyi later, after all, they also contributed to this.

Then he took the dry food and water from Zhang Xiaoyi's hand and ate it in a big gulp.

Although the dry food was not delicious, his stomach was rumbling from time to time, and it looked like he hadn't eaten in a while.

But soon he couldn't eat it anymore, so Cao Wenzhao found the flint, set fire to the corpses of those family members, and began to cut off the heads of those Jurchen cavalrymen.