When Yang Tinglin heard that Liu Zeqing had been killed, and the person who killed Liu Zeqing was the inconspicuous soldier in front of him, he couldn't help but look at Li Xin with admiration. stepped forward and grabbed Li Xin's hand, "General Li, Lu Butang is exhausted, go and reinforce it!" ”

Under careful questioning, the place of the decisive battle is really in Jiazhuang. Li Xin looked at the Shandong army behind him, winding for miles, and it was a mess. He was not the original commander of this army, and even if he could subdue these soldiers by violent means for a while, he couldn't make them die.

Turning around, he asked Yang Tinglin again: "When did the war start?" ”

"It's already started after five watches, and now it's nearly noon, and I'm afraid it's ...... late."

Yang Tinglin's voice was a little choked, and he couldn't go on. Li Xin calculated the time, so far it has been nearly six hours, the time is not short, although Jize is not far from Jiazhuang, but it is not close, the infantry will definitely not be able to arrive in time, all he can rely on is the cavalry, Liu Quan's 2,000 men and horses must be moved now.

"General Liu!"

"The last general!"

Liu Quan's posture in front of Li Xin was extremely low, and if his dignified deputy general knew that Li Xin's true identity was just a non-grade Minzhuang teacher, he didn't know how he would feel.

"Gather the pro-military camp and immediately march in the direction of Jiazhuang!"

Liu Quan promised repeatedly, to Li Xin's surprise, this product did not hesitate at all, which is not very consistent with his character.

In fact, as Li Xin predicted, after the Shandong army arrived in Jize, it was almost difficult to maintain it as a whole, and the staff officers of each battalion had stretched their ranks for nearly ten miles in order to passively respond to the march. Except for Liu Quan, there was no general who could stay by Li Xin's side, and he was extremely disappointed in these people when he informed that the herald of the imminent war had been dispatched.

In a moment's effort, Liu Quan ordered 2,000 pro-troops, which were the most elite cavalry in the General Military Mansion of Shandong Town, and they acted quite quickly.

Li Xin suddenly discovered that the monk Jiexiu actually got a spear to hang on the horse at some point, and what made people laugh even more was that there were two big white geese tied behind the saddle. So Li Xinqi said: "What is the great monk doing with this spear? And this big white goose, could it be that the monks also kill and eat meat? ”

That Jiexiu smiled and said: "Jiexiu entered the world to practice, and did not abide by those customs!" He pointed to the white goose behind the saddle, "The poor monk saw them pitiful on the road, so he took them in!" When the donor wants to eat, inform the poor monk! ”

Li Xin couldn't cry or laugh, all the truth was said by your mouth, but you heard Na Jiexiu say again: "The donor is too worried, you don't have to worry about the safety of the poor monk, there is a spear here, you will definitely be able to kill him a few Tartars to have a good time!" ”

Look, where is there still a little bit of monk's style of speaking, it is no different from those horse thieves, listening to that Jiexiu and then pretending to be amorous, I can't help but laugh angrily, where do I have the time to worry about him, a guy like a Tang monk.

The army set off, Jize was south of Jiazhuang, and Li Xin led people from south to north, galloping all the way, and the people did not stop.

But they were still too late after all, and when Liu Quan's cavalry came into contact with the Tartars, the Tartars were withdrawing from the battlefield in the second place. The ground was full of corpses, rivers of blood flowed, and the 5,000 Ming army was wiped out?

Li Xin looked at the messy battlefield in a daze, his efforts were in vain after all, where is Lu Xiangsheng at this moment? I guess I was martyred for my country! Yang Tinglin was crazy and rummaged through the pile of dead people, and his mouth kept calling.

There were too many corpses, the weather was cold, and the blood condensed into a thick layer of ice, Yang Tinglin fell down several times and got up several times. Li Xin knew that he was looking for Lu Xiangsheng again, but unlike Yang Tinglin, he had no hope for this. History went around in a big circle, and finally walked ahead of him, in the battle of Julu Jiazhuang, Lu Xiangsheng's entire army was annihilated, presumably he himself could not be spared.

Liu Quan didn't chase him far, he fell far behind the Tartar and followed him for ten miles before he led people back, he didn't dare to fight the Tartar armor soldiers. Now that the Tartar has withdrawn on his own, he went back to his fate, which is simply a process customized for him, and when he returned to the battlefield, he saw Li Xin standing in a daze in the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses.

Just when Li Xin was stunned, he only heard a call of surprise.

"Ministry, Ministry! Come on, find the department! ”

Only then did Li Xin react, Lu Xiangsheng actually found it, and regardless of the stumbling under his feet, he ran in the direction of Yang Tinglin. I saw Yang Tinglin pull out a man covered in blood and cotton armor from the pile of dead people, looking at the almost inhuman-looking man in front of him, Li Xin sighed, is this the famous Lu Xiangsheng?

"How? Lord Yang, how is Lu Butang's injury? ”

Yang Tinglin was in a hurry for a while, raised Lu Xiangsheng's wrist and pressed it with his index finger to test it, and after a while, he snorted again, and finally shook his head helplessly. Li Xin didn't report much hope originally, but he didn't expect that the first qiē happened too suddenly, and the slightest hope that suddenly appeared was so shattered.

Yang Tinglin suddenly found that the fingers of his body in his arms moved, thinking it was an illusion, but he looked closely and really moved.

"Look, the hand is still moving, the ministry is not dead!"

Li Xin also noticed this detail when he heard this, and his heart was beating wildly, history was fooling him? If so, he did. Lu Jiu saw the two ** screaming, and Yang Tinglin cried and laughed for a while, and was very strange about this, is this Lu Butang worth making such a fuss? When he came to the two of them, he leaned down to check the person's condition, but he was wet when he poked down from the cotton armor, and then looked at the large blood stains under him, and suddenly understood.

"My lord, Brother Thirteen, this person is hopeless."

Yang Tinglin had a smile on his face, the tears in the corners of his eyes had not dried yet, and when he heard Lu Jiu say this, his complexion changed again.

"Like, how can it be hopeless?"

Lu Jiu pointed to Lu Xiangsheng's cotton armor and the pool of blood on the ground and said, "The blood of this adult's body is almost gone, can he still have the technique of returning to the sky?" ”

It was also the authorities who were distraught, and they didn't even notice that Lu Xiangsheng was bleeding a lot of blood under the fear and surprise. When Yang Tinglin heard this, he hurriedly pulled Lu Xiangsheng's cotton armor away, and as Lu Jiu said, several knife wounds were deep and visible, but according to Li Xin, they were not fatal wounds that could cause blood loss, and the cotton armor was completely faded, only to find that the white middle coat on his left arm had been coagulated into purple and black by blood, and the sleeve was torn off, and the hideous wound was revealed.

Li Xinchang sighed, let's be a dead horse doctor, tore the sleeves of his shirt into long strips of cloth, and tied them tightly to the root of his left arm, strangling the flesh and blood vessels. After this binding, Li Xin stood up and looked at the paralyzed Lu Xiangsheng blankly, and the last trace of the flame of life was gradually extinguished.

"Amitabha!"

With a legal name, Li Xin didn't have to look back to know that Jiexiu was coming, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, this Jiexiu monk really didn't come in vain, just enough to give Lu Xiangsheng a live excess. When he turned his head, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"Great monk, where's your mount?"

Jiexiu wondered, what happened to Li Xin'er today, how he cared about a horse.

"There." After that, he pointed to the war horse tethered not far away.

"Is the big white goose still there?"

Hearing Li Xin ask about the whereabouts of the big white goose again, Jiexiu smiled.

"The donor wants to eat the goose, so Jiexiu will go and kill the fattest one......"

Li Xin wanted to eat goose, so he unceremoniously interrupted him.

"You don't have to kill the goose, the big monk can bring the white goose!"

Jiexiu didn't know why, but he still went to bring the fattest white goose according to Li Xin's request.

In the surprised eyes of Monk Jiexiu, Lu Jiu and Yang Tinglin, Li Xin took the big white goose, found a few slender goose feathers at the base of the wings, pulled them out one by one, and the white goose croaked in pain.

Li Xin took the white feathers in his hands, picked the two that he liked the most, removed the hair and cut off the tail, and then cut the hair roots out of sharp oblique incisions. Yang Tinglin's behavior is incomprehensible to Li Xin, how many goose feathers can save the department?

"General Li, what is this?"

I only heard Li Xin say word by word unhurriedly: "Lu Butang has lost too much blood, so give him some blood!" ”

These words stunned a group of people, how to replenish blood? Never heard of such a sensational way to save lives.

The aura that flashed in Li Xin's mind was naturally blood transfusion, but with the current conditions, it was almost impossible to complete this task safely, first of all, there was no suitable medical equipment, and more importantly, he had no way to determine the blood type of the blood, and the inconsistent blood types mixed together were enough to kill people. But seeing that Lu Xiangsheng is about to die, he can't just stare at and do nothing, right? Therefore, Li Xin decided to treat a dead horse as a live horse, and there are only four blood types in people, even if there is no blood type, there is always a 25% chance of being hit, and he can only pray for the favor of fate.

Regarding the exchange transfusion instrument, he has previously seen some information about the earliest blood researchers in the West who used goose feather tubes to connect arteries and veins, although it is simple, but it may not be impossible to try.

Yang Tinglin was the first to recover from the shock.

"So, where does that blood come from?"

"We need to find a strong volunteer!"

Li Xin replied slowly. Although Yang Tinglin is curious about the use of volunteers, where is he still in the mood to chew on words. He understood that the so-called volunteer was to find a person to volunteer to supply blood to Lu Xiangsheng.

"In this way, let's make up for it with the blood of this official!"

Yang Tinglin didn't want to think about it, so he offered to use his blood. You must know that the parents of the body, let alone the blood, how can you take others lightly? In this era, it is even more precious to be able to sacrifice one's life to save others. Li Xin solemnly reminded him.

"This method is not 100% safe and can be life-threatening!"

"Lu Butang is righteous and not afraid, I, Yang Tinglin, am just giving a little blood, so why be afraid!"

Li Xin secretly admired this person's courage, to be honest, since the crossing of the fight, the civil officials he has seen have either been deeply wary of him, or the city government is extremely deep. Yang Tinglin is the opposite, with a straight temper and frank cuteness.

But I listened to the monk Jiexiu chanting the Dharma number.

"Amitabha, don't fight for a few donors, the Buddha once cut meat to feed the eagle, and today Jiexiu has this opportunity to transfuse blood to save people, which is really ......rare."

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