Someone on the side turned green when he heard this, and said, "Tuxingsun, can your mother go down directly?" Besides, that surname Ding is not necessarily so good! Don't fuck a Kyushu Wind Reading hero, okay? Aren't you too insensitive? If it weren't for the dozen or so masters behind who rode horses and killed most of the scattered brothers, everyone made up their minds and rolled back, and the surnamed Ding would definitely not be able to bear it! ”

Tuxing Sun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This master, for the sake of business, I buried myself in the mass grave and stayed in the same place as the dead, and I have not done it more than once; But this time it's really daring, do you think those dozen or so riding masters are the helpers of the Kyushu Wind Reading Hero? You are wrong! That's the enemy, come and fight! How did you fight, Hong Ye didn't allow me to add oil and vinegar, to be honest, I didn't really see it in the soil, and only six or seven people escaped from Zuihou's dozen or so horses...... Good fellows, they were just about to get on their horses and flee, when forty or fifty horsemen rushed up and surrounded them, and shot a pair of them on the spot, and three or four hundred good men followed them on foot! ”

"What about the back?"

"Behind the Kyushu Wind Reading Hero...... This master, I know that you are tired of listening to it, but I am really scared, and I don't dare to call that a name, you take care of it. Ding Daxia was carried out by his apprentice, and the forty or fifty riders were all characters who could run horses with their arms, and the one at the head was surnamed Zhu, and when he saw it, he asked, "How is Mr." Big brother, do you eat? How did the gentleman do this! A man surnamed Xu on the side grabbed him and asked how the senior brother could be like this? The elder brother was also picked up, and when he heard this, he vomited blood in a hurry, and it took a long time before he said, 'Sir killed seven of them and wounded one, and the wound left by the previous scene with the killer was cracked open, and he could not hold it and fainted; The sixth junior brother killed two, your senior brother and I are so useless! ’”

Hong Zhongcong listened, put down the tea bowl and sat up straight: "What? You make it clear! Ding Yi can still do seven. Hurt one? Those dozen riders, which one is not a master, even if I face any two of them, I am not sure of victory, Ding Yi was suddenly attacked by us, at least eight wounds, he can still do seven, seriously injured one? ”

"Master Hong, why do you think I would be scared if I don't have to be terribly scared? Don't even dare to call that person's name? This isn't a fucking human! Tuxingsun stood up and sang a fat promise, and then took out a small cloth bag from his bosom - it was the deposit given to him by Hong Zhongcong, although Hong Zhongcong promised that he did not need to return it. But he still put it on the table, and hugged his fist at Hong Zhongcong, "Thank you Hong Ye a lot, Sun doesn't have the courage to eat this bowl of rice, and he still has some savings over the years." Go back to your hometown and be a rich man, lord. There will be no time in the future! ”

Hong Zhongcong's face turned blue. Unconsciously clenched his fists in his hands, he shook his head slightly and said to himself: "How is this possible?" How can it be? After a while, he calmed down and said to the killers present, "Everyone, this is a poor plan by someone Hong. It's just that I also heard what Tu Xingsun said, in the past year and a half, we have still been more restrained, but if we are contaminated with the business of someone Ding and those evil ghosts under him. Regardless of the silver code, let's reject it for the time being. "Those are chilling killers, and they all claim to be.

When Ding woke up, it was already the seventh day.

Waiting in front of the bed was Hu Shan, whose whole body was wrapped in bandages. No matter how others persuaded him for the past seven days, he even threatened him with death, and he never left Ding's bed except Lazar. He is an expert and understands better than anyone the price of Ding Yizuihou's two arrows. If Ding Yi didn't send those two arrows, and all eight of them would die under the other party's knife, it should only be a matter of time - it would definitely not be able to survive when Xu Niu and Zhu Dong led people to kill; And Ding Yi, who is good at lurking in the forest, should not be difficult to cover up his whereabouts during the period before the rescue arrives.

So he thinks that Ding Yi is exchanging his own life for theirs.

Seeing that Ding Yi opened his eyes slightly, Hu Shan greeted outside, but he praised him: "Sir, the disciple is sorry for you!" This Jinyi Wei Baihu, who is far older than the current Ding, kowtowed from the bottom of his heart. The title of master and apprentice can also be maintained by a ceremony and a few pieces of salted meat because of the customs of this era; Of course, this kind of title may be exchanged for an equivalent value such as being promoted at the behest of Ding Yi; But the true friendship between master and apprentice definitely does not depend on these.

If there is, there is, and if there is none, there is none.

Ding Yi only said weakly, "Stand up straight......" and then fainted again.

Even if he had previously taught all his apprentices, including Zhang Mao, how to clean wounds and suture them, he even let them practice their hands on animals; Some spirits were purified by distillation to act as alcohol and disinfect, and the cleaning and use of bandages were regulated; They also taught them the use of triangular scarves, cardiac resuscitation, artificial respiration and other common sense, and accumulated a batch of trauma medicines.

But he couldn't get an antimicrobial like penicillin.

And what he himself knows, that is, battlefield first aid and some centuries of first aid common sense, is not a doctor specializing in surgery. If it is taught to the disciples of this era, there are really a few percent that only God knows. And the injuries on his body, if it were a professional surgeon for hundreds of years, would have an extreme headache without antibiotics, not to mention his barefoot doctor apprentice with two knives.

Everything can only be dealt with by Ding Yi's body.

But perhaps because the debridement and disinfection were done relatively well, and in the postoperative fever stage, Zhu Dong, Xu Niu, Wei Wencheng, and Zhang Mao also immediately followed Ding Yi's teaching: arranged for people to wipe their bodies with their hands, apply ice cubes to their heads, and other means to cool down - the ice stored in the British mansion in winter was pulled over several truckloads, and as a result, not only did Hu Shan have no fever, but Ding Yi also survived.

Finally, on the ninth day, Ding Yi woke up again.

Woken up, to be exact.

The dispute between Chen San and Hu Shan.

It was obvious that the apprentices present had already divided into two factions, but Chen San was obviously the weaker side, and he had no other allies except for the nine-year-old Zhang Mao; Hu Shan was a little excited: "What do you say you are doing?" Sir, what have you been doing these days? What training? What the fuck is training? Mr. risked his life to save a few of us, do you still have a conscience? ”

"I didn't expect you Chen San to be such a person, phew!" Zhu Dong was also very excited, although he didn't scold any foul language, but in fact, compared to Hu Shan's words, he was more serious, "When everyone is in front, you Chen San's will be shocked!" When Mr. led the brothers to decide the victory, you ran back, what a coincidence! Now as soon as Mr. falls, in addition to coming to kowtow every morning, you are enjoying the official game all day long, Chen Xiaoqi, who is not older than you in the ranks? Do you still have to pay respects? ”

Wei Wencheng sneered coldly: "I shouldn't have picked this guy in the first place, this villain is rich, and a small banner of Jinyi Wei makes him unable to distinguish between southeast and northwest!" Chen San, you have to understand that except for Lao Qi, Mr. is the cloud that covers our heads! How stupid are you? What's the use of fiddling with those new sergeants all day long? Xing Dahe also helped taunt Chen San on the side.

Xu Niu is neutral, and has been persuading Hu Shansan: "Okay, don't make noise!" Wait for Mr. to wake up, Chen San, you also shut up. ”

But he could stop Chen San, but he couldn't stop the nine-year-old Zhang Mao: "Don't fucking put on music, can't you?" Is it reasonable? The master thinks that the sixth child is reasonable! Don't stare at me, I'm still afraid of you? Mr. is in me, you are the third senior brother, what should Mr. do, what do you say I am when you are sir? ”

Come and kowtow every morning and then go to training? The new sergeant?

Ding Yi was a little confused about the situation, and said, "Shut up." ”

"Sir is awake!" "Hurry up and ask my wife to come over!" "Little Master, please come over too!" "Go and report to the steward, and let him go to the Internal Affairs Office to send a letter to the governor!" "It's messy, and a room full of people is busy.

"Stop." Ding Yi wanted to reach out and pinch Zhang Mao's face lying on the side of the bed, but found that his two hands couldn't be lifted at all, and he felt sore even when his fingers moved.

But Zhang Mao had eyes, and the little grandfather jumped on the chair and raised his arms and shouted: "Stop the fuck!" Don't move a single step! Don't say a word! Whoever wants to get along with the master, just give it a try! "Okay, what servant and maidservant girl wants to get along with the only seedling of the British prince and the ironclad grandfather of the future? The answer was no, so the panic finally subsided.

"Hu Shan, starting from me fainting, don't mention nonsense, I don't have much energy." Ding Yi said to Hu Shan, who had tears in his eyes.

Actually, it's not complicated.

After not receiving the echo of the horns of their companions in the northwest corner, the Warats waited for a while and even the shouts of killing were silenced, and they were afraid, because counting the three Warats who had not responded to them from the beginning to the northwest corner, more than a third of them had been killed or wounded. The soldiers of the steppe were brave, but their discipline was also surprisingly poor, and they immediately chose to retreat.

Then before he could escape, he was surrounded by Xu Niu and Zhu Dong with the thirty horsemen, and then the three hundred good hands that the little grandfather Zhang Mao asked for at home had also arrived, and the few people who were out of the woods were unable to fly.

Speaking of rout, in fact, if it weren't for Ding Yi's two arrows, Chen San's rout would be a matter of a few more breaths and a few fewer breaths.

This is also the reason why Ding Yi Weishenme wants to desperately open the bow, at that time, they have reduced about one-thirds of their staff, and before Ding Yi fired an arrow, they were cut down a few, forming a three-on-three situation, Ding Yi knew very well that the next second was to flee, and then the wounded like Hu Shan and Sun Wei immediately became ghosts under the knife, and the other few who were still supporting, including Chen San, absolutely couldn't survive.

"At that time, the disciples couldn't support it, and the third wanted to bury those dogs alive." Hu Shan gritted his teeth and glared at Chen San and said, "The sixth lied to him and said that Mr. promised to let go of the leading Hu Dog!" You can only kill the other dogs, and the leader can't get it! I woke up and thought again and again, I remember that my husband didn't say that......" (To be continued......