To say that this battlefield is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood still has some exaggerated rhetorical devices.

But further ahead, what appeared in Changyun's sight was a real mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

Three or four layers of corpses are stacked on top of each other, arms and arms are intertwined, and no matter which direction you look at, there are always several pairs of godless eyes staring at you!

The blood of all the corpses had long since dried up, and all of them gathered below the corpse mountain, forming a pool of dark red blood that exuded a strong smell of blood!

Here, the value of human beings is reduced to a minimum, and the dignity of human life is gone!

As his gaze continued to extend, Changyun suddenly felt that this mountain of corpses was like a throne, carrying the figure sitting in the middle.

Blood, brains, and bone chips from many people soaked his body, hair, armor, and underwear, making him look as if he had just been salvaged from a sea of blood.

Even though the war had been over for a long time, the halberd at his side was still dripping blood, telling of its great achievements!

Just as Chang Yun's heart trembled, the bloody man slowly raised his head, and his tired and lifeless eyes slowly rose, and finally stabbed Chang Yun like two boning sharp knives.

Behind Changyun, a group of Yingchuan officials subconsciously took a step back.

A small number of outsiders who have never been on the battlefield are even more frightened and whisper:

"No!"

"There's definitely an ambush here, run!"

Changyun was also panicked to death.

But although he was born as a foreigner, he has also experienced the great war and seen the cruelty of the battlefield.

Calm his mind, Changyun shouted loudly: "Chang'anjun! ”

However, even with Changyun's efforts to control it, his voice was still deeply trembling and frightened.

Hearing this familiar voice, Ying Chengcheng greeted tiredly and hoarsely: "Chang Shangqing, I've been waiting for a long time." ”

Ying Chengcheng also knew that his current image might be a little scary, so he tried to pull out a gentle smile.

It's a pity that the blood on Yingcheng's face has coagulated into blood clots, covering up this smile completely.

When it reached the ears of the officials of Yingchuan, Ying Cheng's voice was still as piercing and cold as the words of hell!

However, Changyun felt that this was a natural sound that he had never heard in his life.

Ying Cheng Chan is still alive!

Although his life still can't be saved, his three clans have a way to live!

Overcoming the fear in his heart, Changyun climbed over the corpse mountain with both hands and feet, and finally came to Ying Cheng's side: "Chang'anjun, you can ......"

Changyun wants to ask if Ying Chengcheng is okay?

But looking at Ying Cheng's miserable appearance, and then looking at the arrow that pierced Ying Cheng's body, Chang Yun really couldn't open his mouth.

Ying Cheng Chan, this seems to be unharmed!

It's already a miracle that you didn't die, okay!

Ying Cheng said with a strong smile: "Fortunately, Chang Shangqing came quickly. ”

"If you delay a little longer, I don't know if Benjun can hold on."

"This life-saving grace is remembered in my heart, and I will also give it to Brother Wang."

Changyun's pupils twitched suddenly.

Obviously, the war is over, but Ying Chengcheng still gave him a rescue credit.

If it is to rescue others, it is not a great achievement.

But the credit of rescuing Ying Chengcheng is likely to help him save his life in front of Ying Zheng!

Changyun threw his hand away: "Thank you Chang Anjun for your life." ”

"In the future, Chang'anjun needs it, and Chang is willing to serve Chang'anjun for dogs and horses!"

Ignoring Chang Yun's words of loyalty, Ying Cheng looked at the battlefield: "Benjun has something to worry about Chang Shangqing now." ”

"The number of soldiers in our department is too small, and most of them are wounded, so we need Lao Chang Shangqing to clean up the battlefield, collect the blades, calculate the first merit, and dispose of the corpses at the same time to avoid the plague."

Changyun nodded without hesitation: "This is Chang's responsibility." ”

Ying Chengcheng continued to command: "Although there are many enemy troops, not all of them have the intention of being enemies of our Great Qin, and more people are just being coerced into fighting. ”

"When cleaning up the battlefield, please pay special attention to the soldiers who were killed by arrows on the east side of this place."

"When the battle was about to come, they all turned against their arms to help their own king, not only did they have no fault, but they had merit."

"One of the soldiers was named Xiang Tian, and he personally beheaded a ...... No, the first merit of the third level can be exemplary. ”

"When dividing the land, ask his family about their thoughts, if they want to stay in their homeland, they will give them the land in their hometown, and if they are afraid of reprisals, they will be moved to Chang'an Township."

"Let the military magistrates record all of this, and it is better to let a few traitors go than to chill the loyalty of the anti-war soldiers."

Ying Chengcheng can't remember the faces of so many soldiers, even if he remembers, it's useless.

On the way to charge, the war horses had already trampled those soldiers into minced meat, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

Compared with the elimination of evil, Ying Chengcheng does not want those who have obviously mustered up the courage to fight for him to not receive the reward they deserve after death.

Changyun smiled and arched his hand: "Only! ”

In Changyun's opinion, Ying Chengcheng's arrangement is very exquisite.

Daqin always wants people to know that not every Korean has the intention of causing trouble.

Even if they are coerced by the powerful, there are still many Koreans who are interested in Great Qin who can fight back on the battlefield.

This is not only conducive to the rule of the Great Qin over the Han people, but also allows the people who are willing to rebel to be more suspicious of the grassroots soldiers under their command, and can also transform the contradiction between Qin and Han into the contradiction between the old Han magnates and the Han people.

Avoid petty punishment and win the hearts of the people.

This is the real leniency and probation!

Ying Cheng bowed slightly: "There is labor." ”

"Please ask Chang Shangqing to clear a clean place immediately, and all the blood-stained soil should be dug up."

"Find chickens, wheat, pots and other objects nearby, and you need to stitch them up immediately to heal your injuries."

Ying Chengchan and Chang Yoon's understanding of 'life-saving grace' is completely different.

Changyun thought that Ying Chengcheng was using this excuse to save his life.

But Ying Cheng is serious!

Although the soldiers brought scalpels, needles and threads and other things needed for suturing, there was no clean water nearby, and there was no way to boil wort to rinse the wounds or decoction medicine.

If treatment is done on the spot, it will definitely cause wound infection.

What's more, don't look at these rebels now, they are very honest, but they are all taken by the power of Ying Chengcheng!

Once Ying Chengcheng is treated and loses his combat effectiveness, those old Korean magnates who are hiding in the chaotic army will definitely immediately rise up and lead the chaotic army to attack again.

There is no need for more, as long as there are more than 1,000 people willing to follow the attack, Yingcheng's department is no longer able to resist.

Ying Cheng Cheng will definitely die!

In order to live, Ying Chengcheng can only let the soldiers put the corpse of the enemy next to him, put on a terrifying momentum, and then sit back and watch his wounds bleed slowly and die slowly!

Ying Cheng's lips trembled a little: "It must be fast!" ”

"Otherwise, Chang Shangqing will have to prepare a coffin for Benjun."

Chang Yun was shocked, and suddenly gave up his hand: "Chang is going to prepare!" ”

Before he finished speaking, Changyun ran away, and kept shouting angrily: "What are you doing in a daze!" ”

"Haven't you seen Chang'anjun seriously injured?"

"Jun Shang was ambushed by the enemy army in Yingchuan County, seriously wounded and dying, don't you know what this means?"

"Get moving!"

All the officials were in their hearts, and more than a dozen middle and high-level officials turned over and galloped out.

As local officials, they knew very well where there were villages in the vicinity.

rushed into the village, broke directly into a house, grabbed the chicken and resisted the can, threw down a handful of money without looking, turned around and ran!

The rest of the officials hurriedly rolled up their sleeves to carry the corpses, digging up the blood and soil, and clearing as much as possible a clean clearing.

In less than two quarters of an hour, Changyun, who was sweating profusely, ran to Yingcheng with a clay pot and shouted:

"The anesthetic is here!"

Ying Chengcheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, took the anesthetic and drank it all, and then said in a deep voice: "Broken arrow." ”

The hexagram husband's right hand grabbed the shaft of the arrow close to Yingcheng's skin like an iron tong, and the eight masters held the sword in both hands and slashed it down.

The effect of the anesthetic has not yet occurred, but the tremor force is transmitted to Yingcheng's body along the shaft of the arrow, and Yingchengjiao trembles in pain.

The hexagram man hurriedly said, "Master of the family, do you want to take a break?" ”

Ying Cheng shook his head: "Come again, quickly!" ”

"Benjun has shed enough blood, and I don't know how long Benjun can last if it drags on."

Hearing Ying Chengcheng say this, the hexagram man did not hesitate anymore, and immediately grabbed the shaft of another arrow.

At the same time, Hanfu and other family soldiers were hurriedly wiping Ying Chengcheng's body with silk cloth.

Just wipe it a few times, and the silk cloth will be blood-red!

After changing more than ten basins of water in a row, the dirty blood near Yingcheng's wound was finally cleaned up.

At this moment, Changyun ran over with a jar again, shouting:

"Mu (barley) water is here!"

The soldiers immediately replaced the clean water with wort, and continued to rinse and wipe the wounds of Ying Cheng.

When Ying Chengcheng's skin was rubbed red, the hexagram man held a sharp knife and asked with unbearable questions: "The head of the family, then the humble will start here?" ”

Ying Cheng took a cork stick and bit it in his mouth, and nodded.

The sharp knife entered the flesh, even with the effect of anesthetics, Ying Chengcheng still felt a sharp pain that pierced the heart.

"Uh-huh!!"

The upper and lower rows of teeth were deep into the wooden stick, and Ying Chengcheng trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

"Dangchang~"

With a crisp sound, the arrow was ripped out of the flesh and dropped into the copper plate.

Ying Chengcheng panted like a dehydrated fish, and said bitterly: "Benjun finally knows why Zhang Tianan is so afraid." ”

"This sin is not humanly acceptable!"

"The anesthetic still has to continue to be adjusted."

It was only at this moment that Ying Chengcheng finally understood why Zhang Rang had developed a stressful fear of him.

When Zhang Rang did the suturing, there was no anesthetic!

After adjusting his body, Ying Cheng said in a deep voice: "Go on!" ”

Fortunately, the armor sent by Mrs. Han is good enough, and Ying Chengcheng's injuries are basically in the limbs, and there is no need to disembowel and break the stomach for organ stitching.

By the time the arrows of the eight arrows were cut out and more than ten wounds were stitched up, Ying Chengcheng was already lying on the ground like a dead fish, looking at the sky with blank eyes.

Pain!

It hurts so much!

"Chang'an-kun! Where is Chang'anjun! ”

Hearing the call from afar, Ying Chengcheng didn't bother to pay attention to it, just closed his eyes to recover his strength.

Changyun greeted him, and saw Qi Ke, whose clothes were wet with sweat, galloping on his horse.

Seeing Chang Yun, Qi Ke's eyes lit up, and he accelerated again: "Chang Jun Shou!" ”

"Three thousand elite soldiers have surrounded this place, and another five thousand soldiers and horses are on the way."

"How's this battle going? Where is Chang'anjun? ”

"Did your ministry save Chang'anjun?"

Changyun looked at Qi Ke with complicated eyes: "This battle is won." ”

"Before the arrival of this official, Chang'anjun had already won a big victory."

Qi Ke: ???

Qi Ke looked at Chang Yun in shock: "Four hundred and eighty people fought against the ten thousand armies, and won the battle?" ”

"Chang Jun Shou, what kind of myth are you talking about!"

"What the hell is going on?"

Changyun shook his head: "The official knows that you are very surprised, and the surprise of the official when he arrives at the battlefield is not less than half a point than you, but don't be surprised first." ”

"Chang'anjun is in front, and this official will take you to meet him."

Turning over and dismounting, Qi Ke followed Changyun forward with confusion and vigilance.

Finally, Qi Ke saw Ying Chengcheng lying on his back, covered in blood and sweat.

Looking at Ying Cheng's pale face and closed eyes, Qi Ke's legs weakened and he fell to the ground: "It's over!" ”

"It's all over!"

"Chang'anjun died in battle, you and I will definitely die!"

Although sad, Qi Ke was not surprised at all, and even immediately accepted this fact.

After all, how could four hundred and eighty men win against the army of ten thousand!

If the war was over before Changyun's troops arrived, how could Chang'anjun still be alive!

Chang Yun must have said that because he couldn't stand the blow, so he had nonsense!

However, at this moment, Ying Chengcheng opened his eyes and looked at Qi Ke dissatisfied.

Qi Ke: Σ(っ°Д°; )っ

Corpse deception!!

(End of chapter)