Chapter 57: Burial

The wheels are rolling, and the arrival of Tian Kai and his party makes the valley a little more lively.

Seeing Tian Kai coming from a distance hand in hand with Wang Yan and Zuo Yuan, Zhao Yun had already stood up to greet him.

"Zilong!" Tian Kai stepped on the soft rope of the saddle with some effort, strode up to Zhao Yun, and slapped his arm hard, "Good job!" ”

Tian Kai did not participate in the frontal battlefield last night, but the anxiety and suffering in his heart were not less than half a point, and even because he could not participate in the frontal battlefield, he was even more anxious.

Zhao Yun's whole plan sounded very feasible, but Tian Kai knew that it was also very risky.

It's just that they do need a victory, and stepping into Lingzhi as a victor or a rout will be a completely different situation.

Although Tian Kai didn't know why Zhao Yun had such certain information, Adu's department was advancing towards Yangqiu, but he chose to trust Zhao Yun, and half-persuaded and half-overwhelmed people with Xiangguan reinforcements to Yangqiu.

In fact, regardless of the accuracy of the intelligence or this victory of winning more with less, Zhao Yun did not live up to his trust.

"It's all up to the soldiers to use their lives, and the clouds don't dare to take credit." Zhao Yun hugged his fists and thanked Tian Kai for his praise.

"Zhao Duwei is really humble." Wang Yan and Zuo Yuan on the side also came forward to salute, and their attitudes were much closer and respectful than before.

Yesterday, they just kept the friendliness on their faces, and they didn't have much respect for the young Zhao Yun in their hearts, but at this time, they really admired it.

Seeing that Zhao Yun was young, playing such a beautiful record but not being half complacent, nor did he complain and disagree with the two of them who refused to participate in the war, Wang Yan and Zuo Yuan couldn't help but have a good impression of Zhao Yun.

Strong and truly humble people, who doesn't like them.

Tian Kai laughed a few times, and wanted to ask Zhao Yunke where he was injured, but saw that he was only wearing his underwear and armor, and his clothes and coats were nowhere to be seen, so he was curious: "Zilong, where are your clothes?" "Can you still lose your clothes in a war?

Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, he knew that he was dressed inappropriately, but he didn't explain too much, he only smiled astringently.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Tian Kai hurriedly asked Xin Shi, who was following him, to go to the baggage truck to get the rest of the coat.

Zhao Yun glanced at Wang Yan and the three hundred cavalry behind Zuo Yuan, and invited them to enjoy the meat of the horses killed in battle as a meal.

Wang Yan and Zuo Yuan didn't say much, they were already shameless left and right, so they should be shameless to the end.

Hearing that there was still horse meat to eat, the reinforcements in Xiangguan let out bursts of cheers.

Zhao Yun casually put on the coat that Xin Shi found, worried that his team would breed dissatisfaction, so he invited Zhang Ze to whisper a few words.

There are many dead horses on the battlefield, and you don't need to care about sharing the profits with your allies, so you should tell him to go down and pay attention not to cause any conflicts.

He also asked Zhang Ze to take some refined salt from the baggage, and distribute it equally regardless of identity, so that everyone could have a good meal together.

Zhang Ze listened to Zhao Yun's instructions, and was reluctant in his heart, and he didn't show half a point on the surface, and carried it out seriously.

After a brief explanation, Wang Yan and Zuo Yuan were temporarily separated to clean up the battlefield and use the morning food, and Zhao Yuncai took Tian Kai all the way to the small courtyard that was specially cleaned up and used as a camp for wounded soldiers.

The fire in the room was boiling warm, and a few veterans who had been able to bandage wounds and were very knowledgeable were busy in and out of the warm room, and the rich alcohol in the room was mixed with the smell of blood.

Zhang Zhi's body was stripped naked, and the injuries all over his body made Tian Kai scold angrily, "These dogs." ”

The veterans washed their hands, and wooden clips sandwiched medical cotton pads back and forth to wash the wounds of the gravel impurities.

Because of the healing potions, Zhang fell asleep very deeply, and he was spared the sin of cleaning his wounds.

Tian Kai bent down to look at the wounds on his two legs, and raised his head worriedly......

While thinking about Tian Kai, he waved away a few bandaged veterans, telling them to treat other wounded first, took out a half-tube of healing potion from his coat pocket, and cooperated with Zhao Yun to feed this half-tube of medicine to Zhang Zhu.

"That's how I survived......" Tian Kai sighed, he was not a fool, he had witnessed the effect of the medicine on Wang Wu with his own eyes with this half-tube of potion in his hand.

At the beginning, he survived such an injury in a desperate situation with a lack of medical treatment, but he was afraid that it would have nothing to do with this medicine, but he really didn't know where Gongsun Yan got such a precious thing.

Zhao Yun shook his head and did not speak.

Tian Kai didn't ask, since Gongsun Yan took out the potion, then he would know the way sooner or later.

Zhang drank the lower half of the potion, and there was no obvious change, and Zhao Yun and Tian Kai went to see a few wounded soldiers next door.

After the battle, counting the results, they lost a total of 46 people this time, except for 5 who saved a life, and all the rest were killed on the spot.

In that kind of charging situation, if you are not careful, you will be cut down by the enemy and dismounted, and you will be drowned by the torrent that follows.

A small mistake when the two horses collided, and they also fell into a rolling gourd in an instant, and they were lucky to break their hands and feet.

After inspecting the circle, Tian Kai saw that Zhao Yun's eyes were blue and black, and his face was messy and his beard was much longer, so he persuaded him to hurry up and rest for a while after eating.

Zhao Yun wanted to nod yes, but hesitated, first came to Gongsun Yan's carriage, took a butter paper package, Tian Kai was curious, and followed him to a low wall.

Behind the low wall, Tian Kai saw the corpses of the villagers arranged in rows, and the remains of the dead soldiers wrapped in a felt blanket that had confirmed their identities, apparently had been cleaned up first, and some charcoal found from the village was piled up around the corpses.

Seeing this, Tian Kai didn't understand, and he sighed deeply.

Zhao Yun walked over to a corpse that was placed aside alone and covered with a wide uniform, and unwrapped the oiled paper in his hand.

Inside was his original big gun.

When Yi Jing rescued Gongsun Yan, he took it off and wrapped the disheveled Gongsun Yan to break through, and later used it as a quilt to cover the Gongsun sisters and brothers.

After Gongsun Yan sobered up, he deliberately washed and returned him, he already had a warm enough military coat at that time, and Gongsun Yan helped him keep it in the carriage.

Zhao Yun washed the blood stains on his hands and shook them off gently.

There is still a fragrance of detergent on the big one, and it is as clean as new.

Zhao Yun put the wide big coat on the small corpse, pulled out the military uniform stained with the blood of the Wuhuan people underneath, crumpled it into a ball and threw it away, and then wrapped the corpse with the big coat.

Then he lifted the incredibly light corpse in both hands and placed her next to a male corpse with a burst brain.

Next to the male corpse were the corpses of a female who had been slashed and several children.

Zhao Yun's observation and memory are quite good, and he recognized the family who had several encounters in the corpse.

And he put them together, so that they could be reunited as a family.

After doing this, Zhao Yun retreated and personally lit a torch to ignite the stacked firewood.

The dry charcoal soon burned, and the black plume of smoke slowly drifted into the sky.