Chapter 113: Counting the Fruits of Victory
After Li Siye bowed his head and vomited, he just raised his arm to wipe the corners of his mouth, he endured the stomach discomfort, picked up the horizontal knife from the ground, and walked around Zhang Kuo's body towards the two wounded.
Ah Wu was lying in the sheep felt still calling for water, and there was a tower-like shadow blocking the sunlight, he opened his eyes in a daze, his expression suddenly froze, and the blade fell.
Li Siye walked to the young swordsman again, this man was even weaker, only a breath in his throat, he swung the knife and slashed down, completely solving his pain.
Now there is only one fish left that slips through the net, and we must not let it go. This guy who is looking for water will definitely come back to this place, he just has to sit here and wait for the rabbit.
This trip to the desert is really full of dangers, and life and death are on the line. If it weren't for his own adequate preparation and proper response, I am afraid that he would have already become the ghost of Zhang Kuo's group. This gang of bandits is so ferocious, there must be a lot of murders, and the local government should have a reward, so it is better to cut off their heads and take them back to see if they can exchange them for some bonuses.
He took the lead in walking towards Zhang Kuo's corpse, and when he got closer, his stomach spasmed again, it was really ...... It was too bloody for him to watch this kind of scene.
Li Siye had no choice but to take two steps back with a horizontal knife, waiting for the nausea to disappear.
He finally realized a serious problem, followed Lai Yao to Anxi to join the army, this is Li Siye's historical fate, there will be countless dangerous battles in the future, countless bloody rains, I am afraid that this life has formed an indissoluble bond with murder. Therefore, this kind of bloodless problem must be overcome. Instead of passively overcoming shame on the battlefield in the future, it is better to take the initiative to train and correct.
If you want to become a qualified general in the era of cold weapons, although you don't have to kill people without blinking, eat people without salt, but at least you should be able to face blood without spitting
Forcing yourself to face the corpses of Zhang Kuo, imagine them as a pile of wax figures, no, a pile of clay figurines, terracotta figurines.
Li Siye found the sheep felt, rolled it into bundles, sat on it a little closer to Zhang Kuo's corpse, and forced himself to look at it. As long as there is nausea and nausea, then shift your gaze, wait for the nausea to disappear and then look at it, and then shift your gaze after reading, and so on repeatedly.
He must kill the remnants of the bandits who went out to find water, cutting the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. Now I'm idle anyway, so I'm just bandaging the wound and doing anti-nausea training.
He squatted beside Zhang Kuo's broken corpse from early morning to afternoon, and his nausea gradually decreased, and even his lunch was eaten on the corpse, and by the evening, he had no discomfort at all, and in order to deepen this training, he stared at the corpse for an hour.
San'er led the horse to stagger through the wind-eroded rock community, the thin green horse was wearing six plump cowhide water bags, the horse's hooves made a rustling sound on the sand, and when he looked up, the damn mudstone tower had appeared in his field of vision, but where had the people gone?
He quickened his pace, and vaguely saw a black dot crouching at the bottom of the tower, grinning, it seemed that he was too late, and did not witness the boss slash the stubborn prey.
He drove his horse forward quickly, and gradually approached, and the smile on his round face gradually froze.
A sturdy figure in armor sat next to a pile of broken corpses, holding a small stick in his hand to drive away flies, and this man did not look back at him from beginning to end, staring at the masterpiece in front of him with relish, the sight was too eerie.
He could see the corpse's face clearly, half of its body lying on the ground with a hideous and painful expression, the fingers of both hands digging deep into the dirt.
The terrified San'er finally lost his spiritual support and fell to his knees in the sand with a thud.
Li Siye threw away the wooden stick, rubbed it, stood up with a horizontal knife in his hand, and walked towards this side with steady steps.
He carried the bloody human head and threw it to the ground, and five bloody heads with hideous expressions were piled together, and the hair of the skull was twisted together and hung on the camel's body.
"What's next? Yes, lick the bag. ”
He searched carefully on everyone's body, even Zhang Kuo, who was crushed, did not let go of the broken corpse, they did have a lot of treasures, what jade pendants, gold utensils and other gadgets were all hung on the belt.
Zhang Kuo was carrying a key in his arms, and he regretted it a little when he picked it up, this must be the key to the treasure house where he hid his property, what is the use of only the key? Datang is so vast, where can I find this treasure trove? I shouldn't have killed this San'er just now, maybe I could ask where the treasure was hidden.
He searched the horse's back again, and did not even let go of the saddle, until he finally found a wooden sign in the gap between the saddles. The wooden sign reads Lanzhou Quanye Fang, and there is a sachet hanging on the back, which is embroidered with lotus flowers, and the two seal characters of "Heruo" are embroidered below, which must be the name of a woman.
This maroon horse is Zhang Kuo's mount, so this Heruo must be Zhang Kuo's friend, and if he wants to find this batch of treasures in the future, he will land on this Heruo's body.
"Lanzhou Quanye Fang, knowing the approximate address, it will not be difficult to find it in the future. When I return to Chang'an in the future, I will pass by Lanzhou and find out these treasures by the way. ”
He put all the confiscated property into his backpack, which weighed nearly dozens of catties. Desert bandits are indeed a lucrative business, and if the desert bandits are swept away in the future, it will be a considerable fortune, which should be written down and used when there is a shortage of money in the future.
The six bags of fresh water that San'er brought from the long journey were all cheaper than Li Siye. He opened two of the bags of water and fed them one by one to the remaining horses and camels. There were six compressed biscuits left in the backpack, three of which were broken and soaked in water, and the rain and dew were evenly distributed to each animal.
He strung the reins of the five cattle together with hemp rope, rode the lead camel with a Mo knife on his back, hung the heads of the five people on the camel as trophies, and slowly marched along the Devil's City in a northwesterly direction.
Human capacity is limited, he has been running around for more than 20 days, his spirit has always been in a state of high tension, and he has never had enough sleep. At this moment, the sword hanging above his head finally disappeared, and the string in his head was loosened, and he suddenly felt that he was in a trance, extremely sleepy, and could not lift his eyelids, so he fell forward and fell into a deep sleep on the camel.
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"Brother, brother!" He heard Mei'er calling him in a trance, and the little girl ran up to him in a turquoise skirt, pinching the corners of the skirt with both hands and turning gracefully in a circle.
"This is the skirt that Sister Wenran made for me herself, do you think it's beautiful."
"Pretty, Mei'er is beautiful in everything."
……
"Brother, military master? Commander! ”
"Stop shouting, you're pretty!"
Li Siye opened his eyes in a trance and saw Mei'er's round and cute little face, but it was blurry, and gradually transformed into a pig's waist face full of pimples and wrinkles, and shouted in fright: "Mei'er, how did you become like this!" ”
He sat up from the camel's back abruptly, and saw a little man with a pointed hat and a bearded shirt with narrow sleeves standing below him, with his hands crossed and his face pleasant.
Li Siye looked up from afar, surrounded by yellow sand, one sand dune after another stretched to the end of the sky, this is in the ...... Desert? Didn't he go to Devil's City, why did he come back to the desert again!