In fact, no matter what Mi Fang thinks, Dian Wei doesn't care about this, his outlook on life is relatively simple, he eats well, sleeps soundly, and fights, which is enough, and now Dian Wei doesn't even have a daughter-in-law, let alone think about those who don't have it.

Seeing that Dian Wei smashed out a big pit with a wave of his hand, Wang Xuan had a smile on his face, he looked used to seeing it, but there were waves in his heart, are you sure it's still a person?

Although Dian Wei had said before that he was in the realm of Gang Qi release, a simple realm introduction could not make Wang Xuan understand what state this was, and when he was fighting just now, Dian Wei didn't use all his strength, so it wasn't until this moment that Wang Xuan understood what the so-called Gang Qi release was.

To put it simply, it is more appropriate to use a humanoid self-propelled artillery, or a bazooka, within the radius covered by its gas, the power is several times stronger than that of a special bazooka, at least, an ordinary bazooka cannot blow up a large crater more than two meters deep in the ground, and most importantly, this is infinite ammunition, at least before Dian Wei Gang runs out.

Wang Xuan couldn't imagine what it would be like if Dian Wei was replaced with a big iron halberd!

Anyway, Wang Xuan was sure that if he faced this punch, he would only be able to hire a group of people to pick up corpses everywhere for him, sparse corpses!

Shaking his head slightly, giving up the idea of turning into a piece of minced meat in his mind, Wang Xuan turned his head and said to the guards of the Mi family spontaneously: "The injured go to the side to clean up, bandage the wounds, and those who are not injured hurry up to sort out and carry the corpses." ”

Xu was just now Wang Xuan and Dian Wei saved their lives, maybe because Wang Xuan's superiors were too imposing, except for a few guards who glanced at Mi Fang, the others immediately took action.

Mi Fang also nodded stunnedly, there was no objection at all, to be honest, he was also a little overwhelmed, he had just experienced a big battle, he was almost alive, he felt exhausted when he relaxed at the moment, if it wasn't for the life-saving benefactor Wang Xuan was still here, he would have fallen asleep.

"Wait!" When Wang Xuan saw these injured guards, he directly used the bloody strips of cloth on his body to bandage the wounds, and immediately spoke out to stop them.

Are you sure the bloodstains are your own?

Why just bandage your wounds directly, and you won't be afraid of AIDS?

Well, there's no AIDS here, but who knows if there's any other disease, even tetanus!

A group of injured people looked at Wang Xuan for unknown reasons, Wang Xuan sighed and said directly: "Don't bandage it like this, it will make the wound rot!" ”

"Brother Mi Fang, there is clean cloth on your convoy." Wang Xuan turned his head to look at Mi Fang.

"Yes."

"Okay, take out one and tear some off."

"But by the orders of the prince."

Wang Xuan ordered someone to take a cloth and tear it into strips of cloth five centimeters wide, and asked everyone to thoroughly rinse the wound with water, and then wrap it with a strip of cloth.

In the Ming Dynasty, he popularized military doctors in the army early, and formed an effective fixed system for wound debridement treatment and wound medicine.

Wang Xuan took out a 'sword talisman' in the space, and the Taoist priest had only prepared a few of them, and now Wang Xuan didn't know how to draw the talisman by himself, so it could be said that he used one less one.

However, considering Mi Zhen, well, Mi Fang will be his brother in the future, the family does not speak two words, and the guards of the Mi family are also regarded as their own guards, which can be regarded as convincing themselves.

Asked someone to take a jar of clear water, Wang Xuan mobilized a large amount of spiritual power in his body, and used all his strength to urge the talisman seal in his hand, and suddenly, a dazzling milky white light lit up from his hand, and he pointed at the clear water in the clay pot, and a white light shot directly into the clay pot, and the water rippled for a while, and the clear water immediately flashed a little light.

In fact, normal usage only requires a little spiritual power as a guide, or it can be directly ignited and inserted in water, but in order to pursue the sound and light effect, Wang Xuan deliberately did this, there was no way, he couldn't do any spells, so he could only clumsily use spiritual power to pile up.

This is not that Wang Xuan wants to pretend to be forced, but simply wants to make everyone more convinced that this thing has an unthinkable effect on the treatment of wounds.

After all, the aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, and people cultivated in modern society know better the importance of packaging and advertising, he can make starch tablets become a good medicine for all diseases, and in the end, it can really give you the effect of eating, and then take the initiative to help you volunteer Amway!

It's that magical!

Just like now, hundreds of people are watching this scene with wide eyes and amazement, completely unknown, but it feels so powerful.

"Injured people, no one takes a sip, it can speed up wound healing and prevent wound decay."

After Wang Xuan finished speaking, the injured immediately rushed up, for fear that he would be slow to grab it, and the people in front of him would drink up the water of this afterburner!

"Line up!" Wang Xuan roared sharply, and the aura of the person in charge was undoubtedly revealed, which immediately made the team very orderly.

Mi Fang on the side was secretly surprised, and involuntarily began to guess the origin of Wang Xuan, as long as there are exercises, martial arts can be learned, and strength can be cultivated, these things can be obtained through hard work, but this body is completely from the momentum of the superior, and the ability to make people involuntarily obey orders at first sight must be possessed by a big family or a person in a high position.

This is the only way to cultivate those who control the life and death of thousands of people and determine the rise and fall in a word.

Poor people, even a peerless general like Dian Wei, and a wealthy businessman like his Mi family, it is impossible for him to have this kind of momentum.

Mi Zhen, who had been hiding in the carriage, began to look at the little stars in her eyes, the last time I saw someone with this kind of momentum, I saw it from afar on Tao Gongzu, and others, even if it was his eldest brother, the head of the Mi family, who controlled tens of thousands of slaves, did not have this kind of momentum.

After lining up, one person took a sip, all the injured people intuitively felt that the wound was no longer painful, but slightly produced a tingling feeling, which is a sign that the wound began to heal.

In this era, although people's physical fitness is stronger than that of later generations, I don't know how many times, but due to the backwardness of medical technology and the lack of doctors, ordinary people can only resign themselves to fate after being injured, praying that they are lucky enough, and the wound will not be infected and inflamed, and finally take their own lives.

Only the real superiors can have a doctor to treat them.

Therefore, the more people at the bottom, the more they know how to cherish it, and a group of injured people don't care about the blood stains on the ground, and they knelt down to salute Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan accepted this gift calmly, only in this way would these guards feel at ease, after all, they had nothing else to repay Wang Xuan except for a bad life.

Oh, no, their lives are all from the Mi family, and they have nothing to repay Wang Xuan!

This era is like this, these people at the bottom of society don't even have the qualifications to be called the common people, the better ones are called grass people, and the rest can only be called slaves, all their lives belong to the master's family, and they don't even have freedom.

Even so, not all of them are eligible to be sold into slavery.

Because after selling yourself into slavery, although you lose your freedom, your food and drink are all provided by the master's family, even in a year of disaster and famine, you don't have to worry about not being able to eat, and those who are often frozen and starved to death are already thousands of times stronger.

These grass people don't have the kind of 'no freedom, no death' mentality.

Only those who are full of food are qualified to play, and those who can't eat enough don't have the heart to think about what they don't have.

Therefore, there were so many riots on an island where they were located, and it was Yuan Dada's mistake that they were too full.

Let the injured rest aside, Wang Xuan began to command the uninjured to clean up the corpses on the ground, dig out the knives, guns, weapons and things on their bodies and put them aside, and throw the corpses directly into the pit to fill in the soil and bury them.

"Wang Gongzi, why do you want to leave the things on these bandits, what's the use of this?" Mi Fang's current sentence of childe is more confident, because the word childe is not something that anyone can use.

"Etiquette and Mourning Clothes": "The sons of the princes are called sons." ”

In the pre-Qin period, the sons of the princes were called sons, such as the famous Four Princes of the Warring States, and in the Han Dynasty, they generally referred to the young men of the wealthy families, which was an honorific title for the sons of bureaucrats and nobles.

"Of course it works." Wang Xuan mouthed towards the pile of weapons, "Don't you think these bandits are too powerful?" ”

"Uh...... I understand! Mi Fang blinked and suddenly realized, "Indeed, these should be the elite of the bandits, otherwise, the more than 100 guards I brought are all good hands, and the ordinary bandits would have been killed a long time ago." ”

"......" Wang Xuan glanced at Mi Fang speechlessly, what kind of thing you understand!

Is this what I'm talking about?

It's not for the sake of you that you have a good sister, so I'm too lazy to take care of you!

"You go and take a good look at their weapons, they are clearly all uniform, this is not something that ordinary bandits can have!" As he spoke, Wang Xuan looked at the two captives who were tied up by the flowers, "Am I right?" ”

Wang Xuan turned his head and looked at the two captives on the ground with a determined expression.

At this moment, Mi Fang finally realized something, his face instantly became extremely ugly, Tie Qing made a face, walked towards the pile of weapons, picked up a heavy ring head knife and looked at it, whether it was the style or specifications, it was exactly the same, and besides, it was also carved with the same pattern, which was obviously produced in the same batch.

And the bandits are absolutely incapable of making such knives, so it is self-evident what happened.

These so-called bandits are either pretended to be Han officers and soldiers, or they are local powerful private soldiers, there is no third possibility!

But no matter who it is, it's not Mi Fang, or the entire Mi family, that can afford it!