The moment the rocks fell, many of them didn't react. The disaster happened unprepared, Wen Qiao recovered from the severe pain in his body, he trembled and got up from Zhang Xinzhi's body, and the only feeling in his body was pain.

Fortunately, he reacted in time just now, and he was far away from the cliffs on both sides, and there were no other injuries except for being hit by rocks on his body, and Zhang Xinzhi had been protected by him just now, so there was no injury. The two looked to the side, and the sight made them gasp.

The place that had been good just now became the scene of the disaster in an instant, and the screams and wails of the soldiers made the land no longer peaceful. The wagons carrying grain and grass were almost buried by the dust and rocks that had fallen down, and the soldiers who were on duty in the wagons naturally did not escape.

None of them expected this catastrophe, and none of them escaped it. In Wen Qiao's more than 20 years of life, he was red-eyed for the first time. He stood there and watched all this in front of him for a long time, until he felt that the blood in his whole body was cold, and he pulled a little thought out of it.

"First, rescue the trapped people first!" Wen Qiao's voice became choked, and his hands tightened unconsciously, ordering the uninjured soldiers. And these soldiers have also been trained to change jobs, and after listening to Wen Qiao's orders, they soon began to walk into the dust.

The men and wagons were almost buried, and the soldiers who were not injured had to rely on manpower to rescue the trapped people. Wen Qiao and Zhang Xinzhi were not idle, and the two of them rummaged in the dust. Wen Qiao lowered his head, and his hands kept moving.

He couldn't speak, and he didn't even dare to look up at this time. These soldiers should clearly fight on the battlefield and be loyal to the country, even if they kill their lives, it is considered an honor. However, today, they buried their lives here for no reason.

The sound of soldiers moving around them sounded intermittently, and no one spoke during this time. Everyone was stunned. The surrounding environment was in shambles, and it took about an hour for the soldiers to rescue the wounded hands and the dead from the dust.

"General Qiyu, the search and rescue has been completed." This time he went to Fuzhou, and the young soldiers who served as the captains of this group of soldiers ran in front of Wen Qiao in small steps. There was a small scratch on his face, and the blood had dried up by this time, leaving a trail of blood on his face.

Wen Qiao stood at the front of everyone, he looked at those lying on the ground, those who were sitting, and those who were still standing. He closed his eyes tightly, then turned his head and commanded, "Count the number of people, and the wounded."

These soldiers have never been afraid of life and death, but it is hateful that they should die for no reason in such a thing!

The captain who went to count the number of people quickly ran back again, and he said to Wen Qiao: "General Qiqi, there are a total of one hundred and thirty-seven people in the camp this time, fifty-nine people were wounded, thirty-one people died, and the remaining forty-seven people are fine!" Almost half of them were hurt.

And the death toll made Wen Qiao even more frightened. He had a stump in his heart, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "The whole army repairs in place, first take care of the injured, those who are already dead, keep their bodies, and send them back to the capital to notify their relatives to come to claim them!"

The soldiers were temporarily housed, but the food and grass that had been transported this time were no longer usable. Wen Qiao found that something was wrong with the grain and grass just now, and there was no evidence at all this time. And the fake grain and grass made him wonder if there was a problem with the landslide.

Zhang Xinzhi didn't know when he walked to Wen Qiao's side, his warm voice finally became abnormal, and his tone sounded a little hoarse, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Wen Qiao's arm, reminding: "Brother Wen, you are injured."

Wen Qiao lowered his head along his fingers, and sure enough, he saw that a large amount of blood had been soaked in his sleeves. His clothes were already dark, and the blood stains were not easy to detect. When Zhang Xinzhi spoke, he felt a hot pain in his arm.

"I'll show you first." Zhang Xinzhi lowered his head slightly, he was a few points shorter than Wen Qiao, and at this time, Wen Qiao saw that his chin was a few points higher than that of a woman.

The Zhang family is a scholarly family, and Wen Qiao has heard him say that he also studied medicine when he was young these days when he got along with Zhang Xinzhi. The two walked to the side together, and Wen Qiao obediently removed the sleeve of the half of the injured arm.

Without the cover of the sleeves, the bloody flesh on the arms inside that had been smashed by the stones was revealed. Zhang Xinzhi's breath was suffocated, and for so long just now, Wen Qiao didn't even cry out in pain.

He cleaned Wen Qiao's wound first, and then sprinkled some medicinal powder on the wound. This is a wilderness, and this is the only way to deal with it for the time being. In addition to dealing with the wound, Zhang Xinzhi was not idle, he asked out loud: "Does Brother Wen have any plans next?" This time we are fully responsible. ”

After the grain and grass are handed over, it means that everything that happens after that should be taken care of by Wen Qiao and Zhang Xinzhi. But not long after they left Linzhou City, something like this happened. Not to mention the grain and grass escorted in vain, and also lost the lives of many soldiers.

It seems to be an accidental landslide, and it is full of things that are wrong in every way. Of course, Wen Qiao didn't think that this matter must be a conspiracy brought by others. Now the matter has not been thoroughly investigated, and this incident happened too coincidentally, so he has to be suspicious.

Zhang Xinzhi's words aggravated the worries in his heart. But now that everything has happened, what else can be done? Wen Qiao's breath was a little heavier, the grain and grass were now gone, and the food in Fuzhou was about to be supplied.

Now, if someone is called to transport it again, it will be impossible to send it to Fuzhou in a short time. If the flood continues, it will cost the lives of ordinary people every day!

Wen Qiao called the captain of the team leader, and he ordered: "First clean up the food that can still be used." The wagons were crushed into the soil with the grain, which meant they had to dig the grain out of the soil. The captain nodded silently.

Soon, the soldiers who were still in good health, led by Wen Qiao, stood on both sides of the mound and began to clean up. They all had weapons on them, and there were no other tool men at this time, so everyone had to use their weapons to dig up the earth.

Such a big event happened, and the sky slowly darkened before everyone was noticing. Wen Qiao asked the soldiers to light the fire, and a group of people gritted their teeth around and persisted. If you give up at this time, it means that everything is over.

After the grain and grass were dug up, more than half of it was no longer usable. And some of them contain sacks that are not grain and grass at all. The facts have been laid out in front of us, and the grain and grass have indeed been transferred.

Jiang Cheng was responsible for escorting the grain and grass along the way, and the fact that the grain and grass were transferred must have something to do with him!