There were more than ten Yellow Turban soldiers who were twisted by Liu Bian, Zhou Cang and others, and with these more than ten people sharing the burden, the men who withdrew with Liu Wei and others suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Liu Wei, who was walking in the front, was worried about Tang Ji and wanted to see the situation of the seriously injured, and his pace was much faster than that of the others.

"Stop!" He was walking forward with his head down, when suddenly there was a loud shout behind him, and two yellow turban soldiers with short spears appeared behind him, and as soon as he stopped, a dozen men with yellow scarves and short spears jumped out of the bushes on the side.

Surrounded by nearly twenty men, Liu Wei looked around at the men who were blocking the way ahead.

There was some concern in his heart, and his vigilance was much smaller, and he was surrounded by this group of yellow turban men, which made Liu Wei pay more attention to this group of men.

Unlike the dozen or so Yellow Turban soldiers they twisted just now, although the clothes and armor on the group of men in front of them were a little tattered, they didn't have much blood; And the yellow turban soldiers who were twisted by Liu Wei and others just now, everyone's clothes and armor were stained with blood, and even the yellow headscarf was mottled red and yellow by the blood.

The group of yellow turban men who had just jumped out obviously didn't recognize Liu Wei, and although they could see his face clearly, no one greeted him and gave him a way out.

"Presumptuous!" Surrounded by the yellow turban men, there was a sudden shout behind him, and Zhou Cang, who was walking behind, jumped up, grabbed the collar of a yellow turban man, and raised his fist to hit.

Zhou Cang was also wearing the armor of an officer and soldier, and when he jumped out, the group of yellow turban men were all taken aback, and they all turned their spearheads to him.

However, in the Yellow Turban Army, Zhou Cang is much more famous than Liu Wei, and there are a few Yellow Turban men in this group who recognize him. When they saw Qing Zhoucang's appearance, they were even more startled, and two of them even threw the short spear in their hands to the ground in a panic.

"Yuan Fu is slow!" The performance of this group of yellow turban men made Liu Wei frown, he shouted coldly to Zhou Cang, raised his feet and walked towards the station in front of him.

Raising his fists, listening to Liu Bian's instructions, Zhou Cang pushed the yellow scarf man who was holding his collar backwards, snorted coldly, and followed Liu Bian towards the station.

Zhou Cang pushed the man he was holding out of the way, and the man took more than ten steps back, sat on the ground with his butt, and looked at the back of Liu Wei and Zhou Cang leaving with a blank face.

These Yellow Turban soldiers who had just rushed out made Liu Wei feel very disappointed. The more than ten yellow turban soldiers just now, after being controlled, stalked their necks and scolded loudly; But these Yellow Turban soldiers, as soon as they saw Zhou Cang, some people dropped their weapons in fright.

Just made a simple comparison of the two groups of Yellow Turban soldiers, and the superior and inferior were immediately distinguished.

"Where did these people come from?" While walking forward, Liu Wei asked Zhou Cang, who was following closely behind.

"Back to Your Highness!" Following behind Liu Wei, Zhou Cang lowered his voice and said to him: "The brothers told me that when they left the canyon, there were more than 20 defeated soldiers to help carry the wounded here, and they are willing to follow His Highness to achieve great things!" ”

Liu Wei didn't speak again, just lowered his head and walked forward.

After walking a short distance, he saw more than a dozen blood-stained men lying scattered in a forest in front of him. Most of these men didn't move, only a few of them, and occasionally twisted their bodies and let out a soft hum or two.

Seeing the men lying on the ground, Liu Wei hurriedly ran over, and when he reached the men, he squatted down and carefully examined the wounds on one of the men.

The man who Liu Wei inspected the wound had already passed out, the leather armor on his chest had been cut a long opening, the wound was deep to the flesh and bones, the pink granulations were turning outward, the blood had stopped gushing, and pieces of charred blood clots were condensed at the wound.

"Why don't you bandage them?" After inspecting the wounds of several seriously injured people in a row, Liu Wei's brows furrowed, and he asked the Yellow Turban soldiers who followed him: "Don't you know that such a heavy injury, if it is not bandaged, they will die in a short time?" ”

was reprimanded by Liu Wei, and a group of yellow turban men all lowered their heads, but no one responded.

"Why don't you speak!" Seeing that no one spoke, Zhou Cang, who was standing on the side, glared fiercely at the group of yellow turban men behind him, turned around and jumped in front of one of the men, ripped off the small jacket on the man's body, and said angrily: "Do you want to see your brother bleeding to death, and you don't want to take off your clothes to bandage them......"

The collar of the yellow turban man was torn open by Zhou Cang, and Zhou Cang's words were only half said, and the second half was swallowed back raw.

The man in front of him in the yellow scarf was wearing a small jacket empty, not only did he not have a single lined shirt inside, but even the layer of linen inside the small jacket was torn off, and the thin linen wool was fixed on the outer layer of cloth with thread, so that the jacket could barely be worn.

"Have you torn off the inner layer of linen from your jacket?" Zhou Cang let go of the hand that was pulling the collar of the yellow turban man, took two steps back, and Liu Wei, who had stood up and had been watching his movements, asked the yellow turban men at this time.

Except for those men wearing the armor of officers and soldiers, all the Yellow Turban soldiers reached out and tore off their small jackets. Everyone wore nothing but a small jacket with no linen lining.

Clothes like this are impossible to withstand the cold at night in the early spring season.

"The injured brother is bleeding too much...... "The yellow turban soldier who was torn open by Zhou Cang lowered his head and muttered, "I used all the cloth I could use...... The cloth that covered their wounds was also soaked, and if they continued to cover it, they would ......."

"It's going to fester, isn't it?" Liu Wei shook his head, sighed lightly and said, "They have lost too much blood, and it is much better to cover them than to unwrap them......

"That's it!" He waved his hand and said to the Yellow Turban soldier who had changed into the clothes and armor of the officers and soldiers: "Find a way to get some cloth and bandage the wounds of the seriously injured brothers, and I will wait to find some herbs to heal the wounds of the brothers." In addition, we will share the water and food we brought back to everyone to eat, and we will have to hurry when we are full! ”

A group of men dressed in the armor of officers and soldiers answered, took off their armor and took off their inner clothes, tore them into strips of cloth, and helped the seriously injured wounded to bandage their wounds.

After explaining that everyone took care of the seriously injured and shared food, Liu Wei carried a water bladder and a small bag of corn and walked towards the old locust tree where Tang Ji was hiding.

There were still four or five steps away from the old locust tree, he looked up at the branch, and in the dense canopy, Tang Ji leaned against the branch, but he didn't move.

Walking briskly to the bottom of the locust tree, Liu Wei put the water bladder and corn bag under the root of the tree, wrapped his arms around the trunk, and climbed towards the tree.

Tang Ji, who was lying on the branch of the tree and was asleep, heard a rustling sound under the tree, quickly opened her eyes, sat up suddenly, and asked vigilantly: "Who?" ”

"It's me!" Liu Wei, who had climbed to the edge of the branch, poked his head out, stretched out his hand to grab the branch on the side, turned his head and smiled at Tang Ji, with both hands, he endured the pain of the shoulder blade wound, jumped to the tree, and half-squatted in front of Tang Ji.

"Husband!" Liu Wei suddenly appeared, Tang Ji's heart was suddenly happy, and she wanted to salute him while she was still sitting on the branch.

After worrying about Liu Wei for most of the day, Tang Ji couldn't remember how many times she sat on the tree and looked in the direction of Liu Bian's departure.

When the dozen or so Yellow Turban soldiers and others who had withdrawn from the canyon had returned, Tang Ji had asked them about Liu Wei's whereabouts.

When she learned the news that Liu Wei was still fighting with the officers and soldiers, a heart hung in her throat.

Sitting on the branch mountain, Tang Ji kept his eyes slightly closed, hoping to relieve his concern for Liu Wei by sleeping soundly for the time being.

But if there is something in the heart, how can you sleep peacefully. It is precisely because of this that although Liu Wei made a small sound when he climbed the tree, he was clearly heard by Tang Ji.

"Don't move!" As soon as Tang Ji made a gesture to salute, Liu Wei hurriedly held her arms and whispered to her, "You and I are on the branches, don't fall down." ”

The soft arms were supported by Liu Wei, Tang Ji lowered her head, and whispered "um" with a flushed face.

"I'm hungry!" It may be that when she was lying on the tree, her little face rubbed against the branch on the side, Tang Ji's face was smeared with a small piece of gray and black dust, Liu Wei reached out to help her wipe the dust on her face, and asked her with concern.

Tang Ji nodded, pursed her lips tightly, and her eyes flashed with tears.

Liu Wei only noticed the dust on Tang Ji's face, but he didn't expect that he had just experienced a few bloody battles, and he touched the seriously injured body, and his hands were stained with blood.

A palm was wiped on Tang Ji's pink little face, and the dust was wiped away, but it left a rusty red blood mark on her face.

This wipe not only did not wipe her face clean, but became more and more dirty, and Liu Wei hurriedly wiped her a few more times with his sleeve.

But blood stains are not dust after all, where are the blood stains that leak into the pores of the skin so easy to wipe off? After wiping it several times, Tang Ji's face became more and more dirty.

"I put water and corn under the tree." Seeing that Tang Ji's face couldn't be wiped clean, Liu Wei didn't wipe it anymore, and flashed his eyes to the side with some embarrassment, not looking at Tang Ji's face that was smeared by him, and said to her softly: "I put you down the tree, eat your stomach, and I'll take advantage of the dawn to go on the road today." ”

Tang Ji answered softly and handed a pair of soft little hands to Liu Wei. Grabbing her wrist, Liu Wei asked her to climb to the edge of the branch and slowly loosened her towards the bottom of the tree.

After some escape, Liu Wei's physical fitness is much better than when he was in the Luoyang Palace, and putting a weak woman like Tang Ji under a tree, if it is normal, it is not very difficult for him.

In the first battle of the canyon, he fought head-on with the officers and soldiers, and his shoulder blade was stabbed by the short spears of the officers and soldiers. Although the wound was tightly wrapped in linen, it still felt a sharp pain even under external force.