Monk Luo sat back on the high point of the river embankment and slowly wiped the iron rod with his robe.
The battle in the dark is over.
The night became darker. The wind brought thick clouds, covering up the moonlight. Few stars could be seen in the sky.
Monk Pei arranged for someone to light a dozen pine torches, and he diligently held one back to illuminate it for Monk Luo to prevent him from missing any spots when wiping the iron rod.
After wiping his head for a while, Monk Luo felt a little bored again. So he laid the iron rod horizontally and scanned the bottom with his big copper bell-like eyes, reminding the busy people below the valley from time to time: "North, take a step to the north, you will see that
Do you have a bag of arrows? Bring it! Bring the leather rope on the side too. And you, forget about the clothes for now, want that chain armor! Yes, Sajia is talking about you! Take the chain armor and the others
Leave it alone!"
Sometimes he yelled, sometimes he squinted his eyes and dozed off for a while, and then continued to yell. His powerful voice echoed among the earthen embankments on both sides of the river. Anyone he clicked would immediately speed up their actions, and even
Li Ting's subordinates are no exception.
The ambush just now seemed fierce, but in fact it was just a small fight. After Ji Junli was injured and fell to the ground, his subordinates were all very upset. Moreover, Monk Luo and Li Ting's subordinates were all brave and brave.
Under their attack from both sides, dozens of soldiers were quickly defeated. More than ten people who resisted were killed. On the contrary, the subsequent pursuit and arrest took a lot of effort. Fortunately, Li Ting's men
The surrounding terrain was extremely familiar, and the soldiers searched every nook and cranny. It took more than an hour to capture most of the fleeing people.
At this moment, everyone is busy cleaning up the weapons and equipment scattered on the corpses or during the battle. For veterans who have been on the battlefield, cleaning the battlefield is instinctive. Any supplies may save their lives at a critical moment.
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During this process, several of our own wounded were discovered, and they were treated one after another and transported to a simple camp south of the Qihe River. Of course, we also discovered the enemy's seriously injured, and they were all repaired, needless to say.
The sound of grass blades rustling was heard, and Li Ting climbed up an old tree from the river beach.
Just now he saw Monk Luo's bravery and was impressed for a moment. However, he was unwilling to fall into a disadvantage, so he fought with extra ferocity. When everything was settled, he had several more injuries on his body, including wounds on his neck and chest.
The enemy hit him with a torch, causing a series of big bubbles.
Although he had undergone some simple treatments, the burnt area still hurt no matter what he touched, so he could only walk around shirtless, exposing the various bandages on his body.
"Where's Guo Liulang?" he asked.
"Take the prisoners and leave, didn't you just say that?" Monk Luo replied lazily.
Li Ting was surprised: "He really went?"
Monk Luo raised his finger and pointed towards the upper reaches of the Qihe River. There was a faint light flickering there, which was the movement of torches in the marching queue: "We have been walking for a while. Make a bend to the north, where is the Gucheng Store?
, you can see them.”
Li Ting was speechless for a moment.
He sat down next to Monk Luo and sighed: "I thought Guo Liu was joking!"
The two were silent for a while.
Under their sight, the faint light in the upper reaches of the Qihe River slowly faded away and disappeared. The group of people apparently bypassed the forest to the north and set foot on the road leading to Guchengdian.
"Master?" Li Ting asked.
Monk Luo raised his hand and touched his head: "If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"The master's skills are unparalleled, and I have only seen them in my life. If you want to seek fame and wealth with this, you can easily do it..." Li Ting complimented a few words before continuing: "But I don't know how the master recognized Guo Liu? You two have a close friendship.
What?"
Monk Luo looked at Li Ting in surprise and thought for a while.
"Half a year ago, the imperial army's rescue force in Xijing failed at the entrance of Migukou. Hundreds of thousands of people collapsed, wrapping up our brothers and sisters, and retreated into Hebei in one breath." At this point, he patted the iron bar and sighed.
: "I only have some skills with guns, sticks, and kicks. I have only a few bows and horses, so I am useless on a battlefield with thousands of troops. After arriving in Yizhou, it was Guo Liulang who led people to block the Mongolian cavalry and meet us. That journey was terrible.
It was really thrilling. Guo Liulang fought fiercely and saved me twice. Well, how many times did you save Lao Pei?"
Monk Luo looked up at Monk Pei beside him.
Monk Pei said: "He saved me three times. In addition, he saved Gurban twice and Zheng Shouguang once. If he hadn't been here, we would all have died. But..." Monk Pei snorted: "Later, Zheng Shouguang robbed
After moving to two villages, he blamed Lao Zheng for killing people indiscriminately, and a fight broke out between the two families... He killed Lao Zheng on the spot!"
"Yes..." Monk Luo nodded: "On the battlefield, Guo Ning is very smart, and he is a reliable person regardless of his own life for the sake of brother Paoze. But outside the battlefield, he is too straightforward and rigid.
, reckless and stupid. Earlier I estimated that he would lose his life sooner or later. After Xiao Haohu attacked Guo Liulang, I rushed from Shenyuanbo to Xijunhe, intending to avenge him."
Monk Luo chuckled and said: "However, when I arrived at the Xiangjunhe camp, I found that after that experience, Guo Liulang suddenly figured it out. He started to use his brain and started to make some plans, and wanted to gather the strength of all of us to do something big.
Isn't this great? Haha, Li Er, do you think, for the same big thing, is it better to follow someone who is willing to save your life on the battlefield and be the first to go through life and death, or is it better to follow those big shots who are full of style and arrogance?"
"Master, I didn't mean this..."
Li Ting shook his head repeatedly, accidentally pulling the blister on his neck, and grinned: "I actually want to ask, does Guo Liulang always act so boldly? What he does is more dangerous than fighting on the battlefield, why do you let him?
went?"
Monk Luo didn't care at all and said calmly: "He has always been bold, but I don't understand what his intentions are. So, I can't go on his behalf."
This statement was indeed reasonable, and Li Ting smiled bitterly in astonishment.
On the contrary, Monk Luo became more interested in the conversation and began to ask Li Ting enthusiastically. How are the pavilions and palaces in Zhongdu? Which of the Buddhist scriptures engraved in Zhongdu is better? You Li Erlang must be able to pay the money for exemption from military service, so why are you still there?
Want to be a soldier?
As a result, Li Ting's thoughts were immediately confused.
The two of them chatted nonsense back and forth, and it was almost late at night.
At this time, Guo Ning's companions were busy placing Ji Junli and others captured in the battle.
The so-called resettlement is to put down the captives who were already tied up one by one, and then use leather ropes to add several circles of restraints to keep them together and completely unable to move.
Rope is the most commonly used thing in the army. Rope is used to tie various objects, tie armor, and tie sidearms. The rope Guo Ning's men pulled from Ji Junli and others was enough to tie them up.
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However, after all, the rope was not very wide, and I was worried that it would not be tight when binding, so I wished I could tie it a few more times. At this time, there was not enough leather rope left. In order to tie up Ji Junli and others, the soldiers had to tie them together.
Some of them had their heads facing their feet, and some had their stomachs pressed against their knees.
Guo Ning, who was standing by the side, suddenly remembered that in his dream, he seemed to have seen the scene of the emperor, princess and a large group of guards crowded into the sedan chair, which was quite similar to what he saw before him.
However, Ji Junli was much harder than the people in the sedan in Guo Ning's memory. This general with a reputation for bravery under Yang An'er was trembling on the ground, his tall body curled up, trying his best to bury his head in the ground
, as if afraid of being recognized.
After the soldiers fought, they had to tie up the prisoners and bring them here with great effort. They were inevitably a little irritable. They were shouting, kicking and beating them, and they were very heavy-handed, but it was not something that Ji Junli could not bear.
He would do this mainly out of humiliation. Guo Ning could smell the urine odor emanating from his body.
Generally speaking, this happens when people are suffocated, frightened, or seriously injured and on the verge of death. On the battlefield, the probability of shit and urine flowing and blood splattering is about the same. Guo Ning has been on the battlefield for a long time and has long been used to it.
got these.
However, for Ji Junli, it was really unbearable to be ambushed, most of his subordinates were killed or injured, and his family was beaten to such a degree by a fat monk. Even if he returned to Yang An'er's command, he would probably be ridiculed.
I was disgraced for a while.
Guo Ning walked around the prisoners to make sure everything was in order, then waved his hand and signaled a broad-shouldered and long-armed soldier to draw his strong bow and fire two blaring dynasties in the direction of Guchengdian.
They were located on the southern avenue of Gucheng Store, and could see the light of torches on the outer wall of the village and the patrolling soldiers.
In just half an hour, a group of people were arrogantly setting up pine torches on the road and arranging prisoners. The defenders in the village must have seen it, and the noise they made with the prisoners must have fallen into the ears of the defenders.
If the defenders go out rashly, Wang Shixian and a group of archers have already laid an ambush in the field, ready to attack at any time.
However, the defenders did not move out, and the soldiers on guard on the high wall outside the village did not even show the slightest disturbance. This shows that Guo Jiaoer's troops are well-trained, and it also shows that Guo Jiaoer is a leader.
A good player. He is smarter and calmer than Ji Junli.
Until then, the bone whistle pierced by the arrow cluster made a sharp sound and fell in front of the sheep and horse wall at the main entrance of the Gucheng store. Behind the sheep and horse wall, fully armed soldiers appeared and cautiously came out to take a look.
Li Ting had previously suggested that since the ambush was successful, he might as well take advantage of the victory to rush into the village and wipe out all the enemy troops in one go, giving Yang An'er a heart-breaking blow, but Guo Ning refused.
If he really wanted to attack the village, even if he succeeded, his own side would suffer heavy casualties. But Guo Ning had no intention of starting a vicious and endless fight with Yang An'er.
This Ming Dy, which emits a sharp whistle, is Guo Ning’s invitation to the people in the village.
He wanted to talk to Yang An'er's subordinates. It would be better if the person coming was really smart and calm enough.
