The blood on Ma San's legs finally ran out, and a large area of land under him was dyed red. Under the guidance of Mr. Zhong Yue, the four of them put Ma San'an on a cart and put a few grains of grain in their mouths. His crossbow arrows and halberd were also picked up and placed beside him.

After such a long time without firewood, the bonfire gradually dimmed, and only the fire in the center was still burning vigorously because of the little slave and Gai Nie adding firewood. After this blow, all the doormen were depressed, and they were busy with defense, and they were not in the mood to refill firewood. The postman's side gradually moved away from the firelight.

Just now, all body and mind were covered with grief, and now that the matter was over, the four post guards felt the wounds on their bodies hurt hotly. When I untied the leather armor, the clothes were already stuck with the flesh and blood, and when I pulled it, it hurt heartily. Mr. Zhong Yue scooped a lamp of water from the waterwheel, asked a doorman for some salt in the water, tore off a corner of his clothes, dipped it in water and gently moistened it; Cleaning up the blood stains around each wound one by one, Wen Yan instructed: "Don't ignore it. If the blood stains are not clean, they are contaminated with flies and insects, and they are afraid of decay and suppuration. …… If you don't have time today, if you enter the city on the next day, you will go to our place to take medicine and apply it to ensure that you are fine. ”

The guards were panicked and said, "How dare Mr. Lao! ”

Mr. Zhong Yue said: "When the guest comes, he has the same enmity with the son; When the guest goes, he should be with the son. What a hard work! ”

Among the four, Zheng Anping began to rush the most, receiving the most arrows, plus he also suffered a sword wound a month ago, and his chest was in a mess. But he gritted his teeth to support, and he had to let others treat first, and he was the last. Mr. Zhongyue spends more time with him than anyone else. Fortunately, the crossbowman was still far away at this time, and he was not focused on him, and the arrows in him were first and second, and the directions were different, and one of the arrows was still wiped after he was blown away, otherwise he would have been blown off his chest like Ma San. Rao is like this, when Mr. Zhong Yue treated him, he also grinned and sighed. After Mr. Zhong Yue cleaned his wounds, he specifically instructed him not to exert force for a month, for fear of internal injuries; He also specially tore his underwear into strips of cloth and wrapped his chest and back hard. None of the others did that. This also made the other three feel the seriousness of Zheng Anping's injuries.

The defenders in the Great Wall finally came out, knowing that they had only encountered thieves, and there were no casualties, but one post officer was killed and four post soldiers were wounded, and the thieves had retreated. The pawn who led the team led the people to patrol the sentry circle in a troubled manner, and then returned to the city to resume his life. As the situation calmed down and the cordon expanded, the campfires in the camp were lit again.

Mr. Zhongyue asked the four of them to go back, but the four of them refused, saying, "My five sons are willing to be in one place." Mr. Zhong Yue was not reluctant, and explained to the doormen of the nearest fire, and returned to the middle of the fire.

Although the Assassins did not catch up with the Assassins, they made a significant gain: the Assassins dropped their crossbows and arrows in order to make it easier to escape. After Mr. Zhong Yue returned, Mr. Guo handed over the crossbow and arrows he had picked up to Mr. Zhong Yue for inspection. Mr. Zhong Yue talked with them for a while, and called Mr. Guo and the others to go back to the camp and look for possible clues with torches.

The doormen who were sitting on the nearby fire came to comfort them and said some words of praise. Later, everyone was tired and fell asleep with their eyes closed.

As the bells and drums rang out, the camp came alive again. After breakfast, the group set off again.

The four post guards were no longer asked to escort the car, but were arranged to accompany Masan's body. The Tang coachman who drove the car was a little unhappy, so the postman simply asked the driver to help other cars and drive by himself. All three of them were wounded, they also bled a lot, their bodies were tired, and they didn't care about any taboos, so they took turns to sit in the car and move forward.

It was a very fashionable thing for an army of 100 times to pass through the city gates. I went out of the city two days ago, and I went into the city again today. Especially today, it was more majestic than when he left the city, and the lineup was neat, which attracted the applause of the defenders. As the ox cart carrying the corpse passed through the city gates, the defenders exchanged strange glances from each other; And Anche was directly speculated to be Xinlingjun's own car - Wei Gongzi, naturally he even had to take Anche when he went out, and he might have to bring a little girl! A group of Hanako at the end of the formation caused the defenders to laugh: the contrast with the strict lineup in front was too stark.

The road in the nursery is narrow, and there are rice paddies on both sides. The convoy had to pass one by one, and it couldn't run at speed. That's why you couldn't go into the city yesterday and had to camp outside the city. By the time the convoy had fully passed, it had already passed two hours, and it was almost noon.

After the delivery of the water wheel, the formation was rearranged under the warm and winter sun, and the convoy drove to the confinement. The confined guards have already been out ten miles away. Mr. Zhongyue naturally couldn't let him meet Xinlingjun in person, and only pushed Gongzi to be frightened at night, thank you! The guard reported loudly that there was grain and straw prepared in front of him, and he could rest the horses.

He set up the supply base on the other side of the bridge, so that the two bridges were completely under control, thus completely eliminating the risk of crossing the bridge.

Mr. Zhongyue said his labor on behalf of Xinlingjun, and after crossing the bridge, he rested outside the city for half an hour, let the cattle and horses eat some grass, and then set off to look at the girder again.

When passing by Liangxi Station, the mood of the post guards was extremely complicated, and they wanted to cry and laugh. Mr. Nakagaku asked the four post guards to leave the team along with Ma San's body. Tell them not to be in a hurry, and report the matter to the king when they go back, and the king may give a funeral. Only let them inform relatives.

The ox cart turned to the front of the Liangxi Station. The four post guards removed a door panel, carried Ma San into the post house, and placed it in front of the lobby door. When he left the hall, he sat down on the floor in the courtyard. The youngest post man suddenly lost his voice and wept bitterly, and the other three couldn't hold back when they heard it, laughing or crying, as if they were crazy. After venting, the four of them felt extremely tired and fell asleep soundly in front of the hall.

By the time they were awakened, the sun had sunk in the west. Mr. Zhang Yu and Mr. Zhong Yue personally escorted an ox cart to the front of the post, followed by four sturdy men, and on the cart was a high coffin.

Zhang Yu said: "When you hear Brother Ma's bravery, you know Brother Ma's consumption, your heart is broken, and your feelings are moved." It is given to the priest for burial. ”

Except for Zheng Anping, the remaining three people couldn't understand what Zhang Yu said, but they were surprised that this coffin was so tall, and it was not at the same level as the coffin they had seen before, so they were naturally honored.

Zheng Anping replied: "The Ma family is all outside Huayang City, and their peers all live in the beam. The lowly and other post guards, all belong to the Ma family, the same brothers, and they are willing to be sent! ”

Zhang Yu said: "The four heroes have been severely injured, and their loyalty is commendable. The matter of entering the coffin, my brother is willing to do it! ”

The four big men stepped forward, took out a stretcher from the car, took off Ma San on the door panel, put it on the stretcher, took a bucket of water, and wiped Ma San's whole body clean. Fetch a set of brocade clothes from the back of the car and put it on Masan; Reuse rouge and daisy to make up for it. After some plastic surgery, Ma San's face was ruddy, as if he was asleep. When the four of them saw it, they bowed down to Zhang Yu and Mr. Zhong Yue and said, "The grace of the king, it is difficult to repay the death of the lowly!" ”

The two gentlemen returned the salute and said, "Please carry the coffin!" Under the guidance of the Great Han, the four post guards carried the coffin off the car and brought it to the front of the hall. The four big men took out a whole piece of white cloth from the coffin and put it under Ma San's body. The two gentlemen sang on the side: "Brother Ma ascends to the coffin!" ”

Each of the four post guards grabbed a corner of the cloth, lifted the cloth above his head, and under the instructions of the great man, placed Ma San's body in the coffin. Four big men put the lid of the coffin and the coffin lid closed.

Mr. Zhang Yu and Mr. Zhong Yue reviewed the situation and decided to set up the mourning hall in the west room of the back hall. He took four post guards to tidy up the room, carried the coffin indoors, set up a few cases in front of him, and lit three oil lamps. The four postmen and the two gentlemen all bowed. He put his clothes, leather armor, crossbow, and halberd into the mourning hall and put them away. The four big men drove away.

Mr. Zhongyue took the four of them out and took out a clay bottle from his arms, but he couldn't find the water. Zheng Anping said: "There is no sake in the post, but it is used to draw water from the river outside. ”

Mr. Zhongyue thought about it for a moment and asked them to raise the fire and prepare the soup. He went out and drew a jar of water, and came back, and boiled it on the fire. Skim off the top foam with a small spoon, let the water cool and add salt. The wounds of the four were washed with a cloth, and the medicine in the vial was applied to them. They were repeatedly told to wash with boiling soup and not directly with the water they had drawn.

In the process of cooking the soup, the two gentlemen informed them in detail about the arrangements for the funeral. Where did the four of them know a lot, they only said: "But follow Mr. Zun's words!" ”

After applying the medicine, the guards went to the back to fetch millet, vegetables, jams and other things, and invited the gentleman to dinner. The two wanted to resign, where were the four willing to let go, as a last resort, the two had to eat the first meal back to Daliang at the post station.

After the two gentlemen left, Zheng Anping missed the old man Zhang Lu at home, so he discussed with his companions that he would go home first tonight, and the three of them kept vigil. The three of them were not nearby, and there was nothing else to say.

Zheng Anping walked on the quiet avenue with a stick, breathing in the fresh air, thinking about the days in Huayang, as if he was in another world. After relaxing, the pain in his chest came in bursts, and he didn't dare to breathe hard. He had to slow down and walk along the avenue to Donghongli, Liangxi Township. Seeing the familiar square in front of him, Zheng Anping was so excited that he wanted to cry. He pulled his hands and went straight inside.

Suddenly, a voice behind him shouted, "Who? ”

Zheng Anping hurriedly turned around, and saw that the chief was standing behind him, so he hurriedly came over to salute and said, "Weishu Anping returns to the city!" ”

The lieutenant chief also recognized Zheng Anping, and immediately showed a warm smile on his face, and said, "The prince is back, and we have honor." The two chatted a few words, and Zheng Anping hurried home again.

The courtyard, completely isolated from the surrounding houses, came into view. Zheng Anping excitedly rushed forward and knocked on the door. In the wing room, Zhang Lu came out slowly, muttering: "The time is close to the people, who is coming!" Seeing Zheng Anping at a glance, he immediately ran over excitedly, but he tripped and fell, he didn't care about the pain, he got up and opened the door, Zheng Anping stepped in, the two held hands together, and their eyes were hazy with tears.