Seeing that the few people had already gone far away, Yang Zaixing hung the spear on the saddle and raised his voice to the three thousand prisoners present.

"I am Yang Zaixing, the pioneer of the former army under the account of General Yue, the Xuanfu envoy of Jinghu North Road and Jingnan Road in the Great Song Dynasty, don't be afraid! Now that you are all free, you can disband and return to your hometown!"

Most of the 3,000 prisoners were captured villagers or daughters of eunuchs, a big battle just now was so tragic, how could they have seen it, they didn't have much hope, but they didn't expect Yang Zaixing to kill the Jin army alone and without the power to fight back, and in one round, he took off an ear.

Most of the captives who hid in the corner, seeing that the Jin soldiers had retreated at this time, walked up to Yang Zaixing one after another, knelt down and worshiped silently, as if recreating their parents, and suddenly burst into tears.

Luo Bei looked at the three thousand people who were gradually leaving, the originally noisy streets were deserted again, and as soon as his body relaxed a little, he felt a piercing pain hit his heart, but fortunately, Yu'er and Killing, who appeared in time, helped him.

Even the owner of the small restaurant, who was accustomed to seeing the gathering and dispersion, couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of him, and sighed with emotion.

"Hey, even if these people are free today, who knows when disaster will come again, what is the so-called broken country?" said the restaurant owner as he looked at the departing crowd and sighed.

Luo Bei didn't seem to hear his words, one hand tightly grasped the bloody hand, and looked at the woman who died tragically because she blocked an arrow.

His coat roughly wrapped the woman's body, and the coarse cloth robe was red, and the woman was no longer angry, and she couldn't help but feel stunned in her heart.

"Find a place for me to bury her!" Luo Bei said to the boss, and at the same time took out a somewhat wrinkled silver ticket from his arms and handed it to the boss, a total of fifty taels of silver, which was already the only savings left on his body.

The boss was also anxious for a while, pushed away the silver ticket he handed over, and said: "It's not easy to survive in troubled times, silver is naturally what everyone wants, but I can't accept your fifty taels of silver, after all, she is also a miserable person, let her be buried with my poor family, if I can still live, I can burn some paper money for them during the New Year's holidays!"

After Luo Bei thanked the boss, the pain in his palm was even deeper, and he didn't feel dizzy.

At this time, Yang Zaixing sent away 3,000 prisoners, seeing them leave one after another, he came to Luobei here, and he was worried about what to do with the feather arrow that penetrated the metacarpal bone in Luobei's hand, Yang Zaixing jumped off the horse, only to see that he was dressed in white clothes and white armor, very tall, and his appearance was naturally cold, and there was a feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"I'll deal with it!" Yang Zaixing took Luobei, who was almost fainted, from Yu'er's hand and said.

Killing Sheng blinked and looked at Yang Zaixing, only to see that his white armor was also stained with a lot of blood, and he didn't know how he was going to deal with Luo Bei's injury, so he couldn't help but be a little worried.

Yang Zaixing probably saw what he was thinking, so he laughed loudly, his originally cold appearance made this smile extremely infectious.

"Don't worry, I don't know how many times I have experienced such an injury on the battlefield, and I can deal with it myself without a military doctor!"

"Help me carry him to a flat place, and remember not to turn his head and feet upside down to let the qi and blood flow backwards!"

After speaking, Yu'er killed and carried the unconscious Luobei to the restaurant with the restaurant owner.

Yang Zaixing took a small package from the white horse, and then stroked the horse's mane, and the white horse kicked the horse's hooves as if he understood what he meant.

At this time, most of the 3,000 captives had already gone far away, leaving only the backs of three or three.

In the dusk, the sunset no longer has the scorching heat of the scorching sun, and some are only shadowy

Mottled and endless.

If it weren't for Luo Bei rushing out at a critical time, if it wasn't for Yang Zaixing's single-handedness, these 3,000 people might only be ruthlessly trampled on by fate, or as slaves or prostitutes, and the cruelty of fate can be imagined.

The crowd finally left, and Yang Zaixing turned around, but saw a woman in a thin shirt with long hair still standing on the street, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a long figure and a good face, and the clothes on her body looked a little thin like her slender figure.

The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

is probably such a picture, reflected in the eyes of the young general Yang Zaixing.

"Everyone has already left, why haven't you left yet?" Yang Zaixing saw that the woman had been standing there without moving, so he asked casually.

Who knows, the woman was originally just standing there, but when Yang Zaixing opened her mouth to ask, she didn't say a word, but knelt directly in front of Yang Zaixing.

To say that Yang Zaixing is brave and invincible on the field, but he is only a young man in his twenties, he is not afraid of tens of millions of enemy troops, let alone death, but a thin and weak woman did not kneel in front of him for the first time, and he encountered it for the first time, and he was a little flustered.

"Auntie...... Mother......"

In the panic, these two words are a little incomprehensible, but fortunately, there is only a woman in front of her, if it is placed in normal times, it must be taken advantage of.

The woman slowly raised her head and looked at Yang Zaixing with a thick gaze, her beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak.

The woman's voice sounded quite poignant, and people couldn't help but feel pity.

"Where else can I go when the people are gone?"

The woman looked at Yang Zaixing without blinking, tears welled up in an instant, and her eyes were shining with crystal brilliance.

At that moment, Yang Zaixing saw a trace of determination in her gaze.

"The little woman's surname is Mu Xinrui, when I was a child, my father and mother took this name for me, saying that I was the stamen of their hearts, but it was a pity that in the face of national disaster, the whole family died tragically, and only Xinrui was left alone, and now the Song Dynasty was captured by people and ...... with Jin."

"The Jin people have always been cruel, and they have never treated us as human beings, and that sister is just dissatisfied with the teasing of being a soldier, so she wants to ...... I want to be ...... by them" She couldn't cry anymore, obviously she couldn't say those words, but seeing the tragic death of the woman and her torn clothes, Yang Zaixing naturally understood what she had to say.

"If it weren't for the general's solo appearance, Xinrui would be the same as the other prisoners, and only one death might be able to be freed......"

Mu Xinrui's resolute gaze also seemed to have a bit of tenacity, and there seemed to be a hidden energy in her thin body, making her words hoarse and exhausted, but they were so firm that people couldn't doubt it.

"My family was tortured to death by the Jin soldiers, leaving Xinrui alone, if the general does not dislike it, the little woman is willing to be a cow and a horse for the general......"

Yang Zaixing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and when he heard her say this, he couldn't help but shake his head and refuse: "No, I am a military person, how can I ...... How can I take you with a woman?"

Mu Xinrui had tears in her eyes, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she closed her eyes, and hot tears immediately poured out.

Her firmness and determination have not diminished at all, seeing that Yang Zaixing is unwilling to take her in, she is no longer reluctant, just smiled and said again: "Xinrui understands the difficulties of the general, but she also does not want to drift alone, when she meets someone who is unladylike, let this only remaining innocent body be covered with dust, it is better to go to see her family on this!"

Although she still had tears streaming down her eyes, this resolute intention couldn't help but make Yang Zaixing shocked.

I saw that the woman suddenly stretched out a hand,

and stabbed himself in the heart.

Yang Zaixing was shocked, and he couldn't care so much in a hurry, and kicked the woman's arm with a kick.

"Dangchang", something landed, Yang Zaixing looked at it, and it turned out to be a silver hairpin.

He looked back at Mu Xinrui, stunned.

Mu Xinrui looked at Yang Zaixing with a gloomy face, and said, "Since the general doesn't want to keep me by his side, why don't you let me go to see my parents under Jiuquan earlier!"

Yang Zaixing hesitated for a long time, knowing that the woman's resolute intention at this moment was not fake, even if he saved her life at this moment, the world is so big, where does a weak woman have a place to live, if there is no place to live, a woman like her will always be unable to escape a miserable and sad fate.

He finally sighed and said helplessly: "Since the girl said so, Yang Zaixing will no longer refuse, and it will not be too late to say goodbye until the girl has a place to live, but please don't be so contemptuous of herself, let alone say anything about being a cow or a horse, that would be trapping Yang in injustice!"

When Mu Xinrui heard that Yang Zaixing was willing to take her in, her eyes showed joy, but there seemed to be more tears.

She nodded seriously and said happily: "The general can take in Xinrui, and Xinrui should obey the general's words in everything!"

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Kill looked at Luobei who was in a coma, and couldn't help but ask Yu'er anxiously, "Luobei, is he dead?"

Yu'er was a little caught off guard by his question, but she still patiently replied: "Although Luobei has suffered some injuries, his life is finally fine, as long as the general heals him of the injuries on his hands, he should be healed soon!"

"Will he never be able to use this hand again?" Kill asked again.

"It should ...... No, but it is estimated that it will take a long time to heal!" Yu'er naturally doesn't know how long this arrow wound will take to heal, how much it will get better, and whether it will leave any sequelae, but he believes very much that Luobei will be fine, and as for where this belief comes from, he himself can't say.

At this time, Yang Zaixing walked in with Mu Xinrui.

When Yu'er saw Mu Xinrui, although she was a little confused, everyone was more concerned about Luobei's injury at the moment, and naturally she wouldn't pay too much attention to a woman.

Yang Zaixing looked at Luobei's arrow wound, at this moment the feather arrow is still in the metacarpal bone, and there is very little bleeding, this arrow can be described as extremely ruthless, it seems that it is going to take the position of Luobei's heart, if it is not for Luobei's critical time to block the galloping feather arrow with his palm, if this arrow penetrates the heart, his life may be long gone.

What made Yang Zaixing unimaginable was that with the speed of the galloping feather arrows, it was difficult to reach out to block the feather arrows at that time, how Luo Bei did it He really couldn't figure it out, but now was not the time to think about these things.

He took out an extremely sharp dagger from his arms, cut off the feather arrow arrow, and then asked the boss and Yu'er to kill and suppress Luo Bei's body together, in case Luo Bei moved because of pain when he took the arrow, and it would be extremely dangerous for blood and qi to flow backwards.

Fortunately, when he forcibly took the arrow, Luo Bei only snorted twice, and the blood on his metacarpal bones flowed endlessly.

Yang Zaixing took out another packet of wound medicine from his arms, applied it to Luo Bei's wound, and then wrapped almost all of his hand with a white cloth.

He put down Luo Bei's hand, and when he turned around, he saw everyone's anxious eyes.

"Don't worry, although this arrow wound is not light, but fortunately, it is not in any critical place, I see that he has strong muscles and bones, and he will stop bleeding soon after applying the wound medicine, and he may be better than others soon!"

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