Five days later, a group of more than 200 Khitan cavalry roared in, followed by dozens of servant knights driving groups of horses.
Dutong Yelu, the captain of the Nanjing City Left Behind Department, dismounted his horse that night and carefully examined the traces left at the mouth of the valley...
Several war horses turned back from the black soil forest and reported to Yelu Daye who was squatting on the ground: "Sir, all the Mongols inside have left, and there is not even a decent log left in the camp."
"I understand, are Song Wen and his party still with those herdsmen?"
"The cavalrymen from the north did not encounter them. They should have gone westward with the herdsmen."
Yelu Daye nodded, then touched a few big holes on the ground, and then twisted the soil that was soaked in blood and dried...
"This gunpowder bomb is so powerful? Have you found the body?"
The two confidants cupped their hands and said: "Sir, there are a total of twenty-four corpses buried in the ditch over there. They were stripped bare... There are many burn marks and strange wounds on the body! There are also several corpses.
They were dug out and eaten by wild wolves..."
"Go and see how these people died!"
Several corpses had not yet rotted, and were gray and white and stiff in the ditch. Several Khitan cavalry kicked them in disgust, and then covered their mouths and noses with pieces of cloth.
Yelu Daye snorted and walked down the ditch to carefully examine the wounds on the corpse... "Cut this place open! See if there are any arrows or weapon fragments inside!"
A henchman came over and drew out a machete and chopped it down. There was no blood, only the dull sound of the knife cutting into the corpse's body.
"Sir, I found it! It's an iron piece!"
The Khitan guard endured nausea and picked out a sharp triangular piece of iron from the belly of the corpse and brought it to Yelu Daye.
Yelu Daye carefully picked up the piece of iron and looked at it carefully...
"Immediately send a letter and send someone back to report to the prince! The power of the Song Dynasty's gunpowder bombs is still beyond imagination. Please test it on death row prisoners or traitors... Just say that in such a narrow place, six gunpowder bombs may explode and kill you.
Got twenty horse bandits!"
Yelu Daye whispered to his trusted scribe beside him. The scribe was surprised and said, "Sir, is this gunpowder bullet so terrifying?"
"If this thing is used properly, it will really be a weapon for the military and the country! Song people... are really powerful, but it's a pity that such people are just businessmen with no reputation in the Song Dynasty and will never be reused!"
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Song Wen gritted his teeth and picked up a short knife burned with fire and cut the broken arm of a herdsman Lingding...
The herdsman was holding a wooden stick in his mouth, his whole body was shaking like chaff, and big beads of sweat were rolling down his face.
The afternoon before yesterday, when An Chun and Daruchi returned to the Black Earth Forest with more than 20 horse bandit heads, Song Wenzheng took the big-eyed girl Tao Tong Mingyue and a group of old and weak women and children with the remaining six or seven people.
The horse bandits are working hard!
An Chun's eyes turned red and Daruch rushed over crazily. The remaining horse bandits were all hacked to death on the ground while swinging their sabers...
Song Wen breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was sure to kill this gang of bandits, the final casualties would definitely be considerable... An Chun and the others came back in time.
At the last count, more than 30 horses were seized, and six of our own herdsmen were injured and three died... all of them were old herdsmen who were at the front fighting the horse bandits head-on!
This was considered the first use of gunpowder bombs in actual combat, and it was terrifying. Later, when taking inventory of the battlefield, it was found that a total of seven gunpowder bombs were thrown out, and the fuse of one was wetted by spattering blood and did not detonate.
A total of twelve horse bandits were killed and maimed...
The smaller the space and the densely populated space, the more terrifying the lethality of gunpowder bombs!
Three herdsmen and two Mongolian women were injured. In the end, all the herdsmen, both men and women, who could carry knives, swarmed up and fought against the horse bandits. The one whose arm was almost cut off by the Semu people was considered the most seriously injured.
Unfortunately, he still couldn't save his arm.
Song Wen didn't know how to sew blood vessels, so he could only tie the blood vessels tightly with silk thread run through strong liquor, then sew the wound of the broken arm tightly, and then use precious gold sore medicine to bandage it... The rest is up to this old man.
Can we get through the infection barrier?
With his hands full of blood, Song Wen walked out of the tent exhausted.
This is an unknown small sea, that is, a puddle of water. In the past two days, dozens of fleeing herdsmen have come to gather. No one wants to leave their hometown to make a living on the unfamiliar grasslands of the Kelie tribe. It is very dangerous.
He might be caught by the tribal leaders and used as a herdsman, and living like that would mean suffering.
Mohan Lanhua was also injured. A dying horse bandit threw a machete in his hand and hit Mohan Lanhua on the shoulder.
Daruch was so distressed that she asked Song Wen to check her several times and apply Jinchuang medicine before she felt relieved.
In the next part, Song Wen plans to gather more herders and formulate a plan to regain the Nadahai grassland...
An Chun brought a bucket of clean water and asked Song Wen to clean it thoroughly.
Song Wen simply took off his robe and scrubbed his upper body naked. The Mongolian herdsmen girls passing by squinted their eyes and took a closer look. This man had a compassionate heart, knew medicine and was good at martial arts...
…The several guard brothers under him are also good men with strict military discipline. They have never bullied the herdsmen girls, and they also brought a lot of good things such as salt.
The daughter of the grassland never hides her feelings and admiration... It's a pity that there is a girl with big eyes behind Mr. Song, who always looks like a kitten closely guarding her fish.
As an adult, Song Wen has never been able to practice martial arts at ease. Although he has never mastered any real skills, he has never let go of the Taoist breathing method and the group body strength he learned with An Daoquan. Although Song Wen is still a little thin now.
, but his muscles already have a lot of masculinity.
It's a pity that in the Song Dynasty, the perverted aesthetics of the literati still dominates. After all, the fat and beautiful bearded men are appreciated by the powerful. As for the warriors... Bah, what qualifications does Qiu Ba have to talk about appearance and appearance?
A small hand held a linen towel to help Song Wen wipe his back... Song Wen knew that it was probably a little girl with big eyes.
"Ling'er, are you homesick?"
Song Wen didn't show any pretense, he sat on the stone and let the little girl rub his back, and asked softly.
The little girl shook her head... "My mother-in-law passed away early, and my father has been living on the sea all year round. I am used to it."
Song Wen felt a little distressed when he heard that, and then said: "The Golden Blood Family in the north of the prairie is not easy to deal with, so let's leave it alone for the time being... When we help Daruch and these herdsmen return to the Nadahai Grassland, it is best to deal with Kled again.
Get in touch with the department, and we can do some business with them in the future. After we are done, we will go directly to Hejian Mansion! Then we will go directly to your father and the others, and finally we will go to Sanxian Island..."
"Well, these herdsmen are very pitiful... we should help them."
Song Wen smiled... "It's a pity that we are in the territory of the Liao Kingdom... If we were in the Song Dynasty, I could quietly mobilize the local soldiers from Qingshan Village, and I might be able to completely disperse these horse bandits in one battle!"