"You want to learn martial arts with me? And then go to the Qin army for revenge? Song Yun looked at Gao Hanqing in surprise.

The northwest merchants he knows are willing to help when they see injustice, and they will attack them in groups when they are bullied, and they are happy to take revenge, which is a bit similar to the rangers in the rivers and lakes.

It is reasonable for Gao Hanqing to avenge the caravan, but this young man's physique is really too poor.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, his thin figure is not a defect, but the trouble is that he broke his right arm and suffered a great loss of vitality.

This is worse than the state I was in when I first crossed over.

Song Yun pondered for a moment and said to him bluntly:

"Your caravan is kind to the Beiting Army, that is, to me, and I will try my best to meet your requirements."

"However, I have never taught others to practice martial arts, and your physique is too poor, I don't have the confidence to teach it well, and if you don't do it, it will delay you."

"If you really want to learn martial arts, why don't you go to those martial arts sects and give it a try, if you need anything, I can help."

"Martial Arts Sect?" Gao Hanqing smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I have also seen those so-called masters of the rivers and lakes, it may be okay to fight alone, as soon as you meet the army, it is like a mouse seeing a cat, where do you dare to run too late?" ”

"Last year, Shuo Fangdao's Jiedu envoy sent troops to exterminate the Jianghu sect, and it was effortless, and even those masters of the martial arts realm died under the arrows."

"If the Tang army is still like this, the Qin army will only be stronger - apart from you, I don't know any other strong man who can kill such a murderous army!"

"Maybe those top sects have, but will they take me a cripple with a broken arm?"

"Brother Song, I can only beg you now!"

"If I don't take revenge, how can I be worthy of my father and uncle?"

Saying that, Gao Hanqing was too excited and coughed rapidly.

Song Yun threw him a water bladder, "With your conditions, if you want to practice to the point where you can seek revenge on the Qin army, I'm afraid it will take a long time." ”

"And I guess I'll always stay in Anxi, what has become of this place now, you have also seen it, it is very different from the prosperous land of Datang, can you really stay?"

Gao Hanqing hurriedly said: "We are businessmen who go south and north, and we are not afraid of any difficult environment, even if we stay in Anxi for thirty years, as long as we can take revenge, I can accept it!" ”

Song Yun smiled lightly, "Okay, then you can stay here first and see if you can adapt." ”

Gao Hanqing was overjoyed when he heard this, and thanked him again and again, "Thank you, Brother Song, no, thank you, Master!" ”

As he spoke, he knelt down to worship the teacher.

As soon as Song Yun raised his hand, he directly stopped his movements.

"Don't be in a hurry, I still have to observe during this time, if you can't learn it in Anxi, then I'll find a way to send you to those gates."

Gao Hanqing's expression was resolute, and he gave a deep salute, "Brother Song, don't worry, I will definitely be able to learn!" ”

"Take your time." Song Yun raised his head and poured saliva, and at this time he was almost rested, and got up again to deal with the corpses all over the city.

Gao Hanqing hurriedly followed, "Brother Song, I'm here to help too." ”

"Okay, I'm a little slow to do it alone."

Song Yun stacked the corpses of hundreds of Qin soldiers into a pile, took out torches, flints, fierce fire oil and other items from the [Void Storage Box], and handed them to Gao Hanqing.

"Now that the weather is getting warmer, these corpses will cause a plague if they are left for a long time, so you are responsible for burning them all—what's wrong?"

Gao Hanqing was dumbfounded, pointed to the torches and barrels on the ground, and stammered:

"W- Where did all this stuff come from?"

"Hmm...... My unique methods, you will get used to it when you see more in the future. ”

Seeing that Song Yun didn't want to say more, Gao Hanqing didn't ask anymore, but his eyes blinked, and the shock in his heart couldn't be eliminated.

"Brother Song can defeat the Qin army, and he really has a unique life! Worship him as a teacher, I'm afraid it's the only chance I can take revenge, and I must not miss it! ”

Next, the two divided their labor and cleaned up street by street.

Song Yun piled up the corpses of Qin soldiers, and then carried the corpses of old soldiers to the cemetery in the city.

Gao Hanqing stayed where he was, poured oil on the fire, and set fire to the corpse of the Qin soldiers.

From time to time, he poked into the corpse pile with Changge and stirred it to let the flames burn fully.

With only one left arm left, even if he did this little work, it was very difficult, and after a while, he was sweating profusely, and the wound on his right shoulder was faintly painful.

If it weren't for Song Yun's Restoration Transformation Healing Pill, he would still be lying on the bed now, and his state was indeed not good.

"Hiss-no, Brother Song gave me such an easy task, if I can't do it well, then how can I practice martial arts later?"

Gao Hanqing endured the discomfort of his body, continued to burn the corpse, and after burning it a few more times, he gradually got used to the state of only his left arm.

Little did he know that the burning of corpses would be his main task for many years to come.

One after another, thousands of them, burned to the point that he was retching in his dreams.

And many years later, the one-armed corpse burner from Anxi will also become a nightmare for the Qin army.

For the next three whole days, Song Yun had been cleaning up the city, rarely resting, and only sleeping for an hour or two at night, tired enough.

Fortunately, the innate martial artist nourishes the internal organs, has abundant physical strength, and can withstand it.

Anthy is where he wants to live for a long time, although the city is in ruins, but he must clean it up, and he can't sleep every day smelling the smell of corpses.

On the fourth day, all the streets and alleys of the city were cleared, and the bodies of the old soldiers were dug up from the rubble.

Song Yun found the roster left by General Guo and counted it, a total of 2,857 people, from the chief general to the pawn, none of them were left behind.

The next step is to dig a pit in the cemetery and prepare for burial.

The old soldiers guarded Anxi all their lives, and their bodies will return to this land after death.

Song Yun found two shovels, but they were too old, and they cracked after digging three pits.

The caravan brought a small number of iron weapons, but unfortunately they were all robbed by the Qin army.

In the era of chaos among the nations, iron and bronze tools are scarce resources.

Song Yun thought about it, turned out an iron sword again, and called Gao Hanqing.

Gao Hanqing has eaten the Healing Pill of Restoration and Transformation in the past few days, as well as a few healing pills left by the Beiting Army and the Qin Army, and his injuries have improved a lot, and his face finally has a little ruddy.

It was to burn the corpse all day long, making him nauseous enough, losing his appetite, and feeling a little sluggish.

Seeing Song Yun calling him over, still holding an iron sword in his hand, Gao Hanqing's eyes lit up, and he immediately became energetic.

trotted all the way to the cemetery, and asked a little excitedly, "Brother Song, are you going to teach me martial arts?" ”

Song Yun smiled and handed him the iron sword, "Forget it, the main thing is to dig a pit." ”

As he spoke, he held the bronze long sword, "I'll teach you the basics of kendo first—a few movements in the Seven Styles of Sword Fighting." ”

"Stabbing sword style, pay attention to the force through the middle line, impartial, calm and accurate."

A sword stabbed down and plunged deep into the sand, leaving almost only the hilt outside.

"The sword interception style, parrying and intercepting the enemy's weapons, and then counterattacking with the trend, requires skilled cross-cutting luck."

The blade moved sideways, slowly cutting through the sand.