"Ge Du! You dog and rat! Come out! Come out if you are a man!"

Zhang Zhao did not rush into the tent to find Ge Du because he suddenly discovered that he might be able to subdue these Uighur horse thieves.

This is more important than killing Ge Du. Isn’t what he lacks now a person?

Moreover, before these Uighurs had time to burn, kill and loot, they were killed so many of them by themselves, and they were not covered by the blood of the people in the mountain village, and they had no psychological burden when they were subdued.

"Blind tiger! Prepare a fox tail for someone! If Ge Du Dadagan doesn't dare to come out, he will give him the fox tail. Unexpectedly, the bald tiger, who is famous in the sandbank, is actually a coward!"

Pay attention to making sure, then you must humiliate Ge Du as much as possible. Only when the insult reaches a certain level can these people take the initiative to cut off Ge Du.

"Hahaha! OK! Erlangjun wait, I will give you one!"

The danger was lifted, Qi Xiahu was in great enthusiasm, and the Han people behind him were also burst into laughter, and the afflictions of the past two days were wiped out.

They were happy, but the Uighurs on the other side all looked extremely ugly.

These Kucha Uighurs were moved to the Qilian Mountains by the Tubo people for 60 or 70 years. They have long been infected with the customs of the Tubo people in many aspects and give people fox tails. This is the ultimate method for the Tubo people to humiliate the weak and cowards.

Even though the Tubo people have now weakened from the Tubo Empire to various Tubo tribes, in the Qingtang and Qilian Mountains, you told a Tubo man that he wanted to have some super friendly relationship with his wife and daughter. According to the current customs of the Tubo people, they are likely not going to take it seriously.

But you must dare to give a Tubo man a fox tail. If you have the same status and strength, and if he doesn't kill you or is killed by you, the family and tribe will be shamed and even the descendants will not be able to raise their heads.

So, when Qi Xiahu was holding a fox tail made of nitrate and swaying towards Ge Du's tent, even Qiongre Duojin, who had lost too much blood on the ground, turned red.

"Dagan!Dagan!Dagan!"

There were about sixty or seventy Uighurs gathered at the entrance of the tent. They did not come up to confront the Han people on Zhang Zhao's side, but looked at Ge Du's tent and began to shout Ge Du.

Because if Ge Du didn't come out, it was not only him who was embarrassed, but everyone, Uighur horse thieves.

"Hahaha! What a bald tiger! What a Dagan! He's just a coward, he can't have run away, right?"

Old Zhang Zhong was particularly excited tonight. The feeling was like his grandfather telling him about his bloody battle in Liangzhou and joining Hexi after following the Taibao Gong.

He saw hope!

The Uighurs shouted for a long time, but Ge Du still could not see him. At this time, a strong Uighur man with an extremely tall figure walked out and bowed to Zhang Zhao and said.

"Erlangjun! Please allow us to leave for a while, please wait a moment, we will definitely find Ge Du back!"

"Your Madam Er! Those horse thieves have no faith and will definitely not come back if they go!"

Qi Xiahu quickly said, these were dozens or hundreds of Uighur horse thieves, and they knew the location of the village, and letting them go would be a big trouble.

Zhang Zhao stared at the tall Uighur for a while, then waved his hand.

"It looks like a warrior, so I will give you a chance to cleanse the shame. Even if Ge Du runs, he will not run far. Two quarters of an hour will bring Ge Du here. I want to duel with him. No matter whether he lives or dies, as long as Ge Du dares to come, this fox tail will be taken back!"

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang Er!" The strong man bowed to Zhang Zhao.

"Yellow Sheep, we each bring five people, we will definitely find Ge Du back." The strong Uighur man shouted loudly, and he didn't even shout Dagan's title, but directly called Ge Du.

As soon as he finished speaking, about ten people flashed out of the crowd. Several of them picked up the curtains of the big tents and searched from the big tents, and the other group of people began to check in two groups along the stream.

"San Madam, let's remove the armor for someone!" Zhang Zhao saw the shiny eyes in the crowd, like a little female cat. He laughed and asked Cao San Madam to remove the armor for him, because he decided to do something bigger.

"Blind tiger, boil water and ask people to find herbs. It is best to use dry mugwort or prickly vegetables. If there are any injuries, they will be buried!"

"Treat the wound? We want to treat these Uighurs?" Qi Xiahu was stunned and looked extremely reluctant on his face.

These Uighurs have made him very disgusted in the past two days. They almost ate all the sheep in the village and drank all the millet wine that was not much. Now they are killed like wild dogs. Instead, they want to heal their injuries?

Zhang Zhao had already taken off his skirt under the service of Mrs. Cao San, and he patted Qi Xiahu on the shoulder.

"The man fighting, there is no eye-catching sword on the battlefield. Whoever dies, is the ability to see! They are all for their own masters just now, and they will not retreat even if they fight to the death. I am still very impressed by Zhang Zhao. I, Zhang Zhao, deserves to heal their injuries!"

After a moment of speaking, the Uighurs stood around the tent, and the somewhat surprised and suspicious Uighurs looked much better.

In fact, they didn't hate Zhang Zhao much. They were just a group of horse thieves, and they were just friends who were drinking and meat. They were already in trouble and became a horse bandit at the foot of the Qilian Mountains. What kind of loyalty, friends, what is this?

In order to survive, even blood relatives are just like that. Just like what Zhang Zhao said, many people have long had the awareness of killing or being killed.

"You came here, Ge Du brought me here as the main person. Zhang Zhao also wanted to bring you all to make a fortune and live a good life, but Ge Du was so terrifying! He actually fell in love with a certain wife. Do you think, should I come and kill him?"

Zhang Zhao said, walking to a Uighur who was pierced by him and was bleeding.

He said as he took out a hemp rope and tied it hard to the Uighurs' bleeding thighs, and then pressed a handful of slightly wet mugwort to the bleeding wound. After a few seconds, the bleeding wound gradually stopped.

Zhang Zhao took the boiled white linen from Shanniang, washed the wound, and then wrapped it layer by layer on the wound.

"Remember, mugwort should be wet like me, and the hemp rope should be tied tight enough to stop bleeding. The white linen must be cooked to reduce blood toxicity!"

When a group of Uighurs saw that Zhang Zhao was really treating the wounded people on his side, they immediately felt half ashamed.

In this era, it is rare to stop bleeding when facing a knife wound. Not to mention understanding medical skills, even those who can write their own names are rare.

"Why are you still standing there? You are here to help me! Why are you still holding swords and guns? Let them go!"

Zhang Zhao waved his hand very naturally. The first sentence was said to the stunned Uighurs, and the second sentence was said to Ding Zhuang, a Han man behind him.

As he said that, Zhang Zhao also walked to the sword and shield hand that he had cut off his head directly, and shook his head as he looked at the headless corpse.

"It's a warrior. If someone doesn't wear hanging legs today, you will almost succeed!"

"Erlangjun, the head is here!" Zhang Zhaogang raised his head and looked around. Lady Cao San came from a distance with a black head that was still falling from a blood clot.

Zhang Zhao touched his chin. This woman was really not simple! Just a few words, when Zhang Zhong and Qi Xiahu were still not understanding why Zhang Zhao treated the Uighurs, Cao San Madam already knew what Zhang Zhao was going to do, and helped him pick up the head of the sword, shield and hand.

"The Erlangjun wants to bury this warrior. Nushan reads the "Sutra of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow" and is willing to chant the sutras for the soul of this warrior, so that he can reach the Pure Land soon!"
Chapter completed!