Chapter 39: Revenge for the Old Chief

In the evening, the dust in the air finally fell almost down, and the sky had become much clearer, except for the very strong smell of earth.

Meng Yuanzhi returned with his subordinates dragging their heavy and tired bodies, and their search was in vain.

Meng Yuanzhi took off his iron helmet and put it beside him, drank half of the water bladder in one go, and said with a sigh: "I have never seen such a ghost place, a ravine will become two, four, eight, and in the end, God knows how many."

In the beginning, I was able to divide my troops, and after walking less than ten miles, there were less than twenty people left around me.

If it is divided, it will be eaten away by others little by little, so I will retreat. ”

Tie Xinyuan looked at Meng Yuanzhi's dusty body and said, "You haven't found a water source?" ”

Meng Yuanzhi shook his head and said: "No, I walked all the way back, collected troops all the way, and I have already asked the rest of the brothers, and they also did not find a water source."

Brother Yuan, is there no horse thief here at all? In particular, there are as many as 5,000 people depicted on the "Horse Thief Picture".

So many people live in the West Sea, and there is no way to survive without water, not even a little water. ”

Tie Xinyuan shook his head and said: "Impossible, the "Horse Thief Map" of a cloud is finely made, not to mention anything else, that map alone is a rare treasure, the whole **** silk is also finely painted with wax, and the wax is sealed with a layer of film taken from the innermost layer of sheepskin, and it has been made for a long time, and it is not made on a temporary basis, so it is very credible." ”

Meng Yuanzhi sighed and said, "Three hundred people want to search all this area, and they can't do it at all without two or three months." ”

Tie Xinyuan said with a smile: "Actually, there is no need to find so many people, there is such a thing as finding a water source, livestock is much stronger than people."

I have not fed the dozen or so yellow sheep we use for military rations for a whole day today, and by tomorrow morning, these sheep will be very thirsty.

These yellow sheep are wild sheep that we have only recently domesticated, and they are extremely capable of surviving, and as long as there is water nearby, they will definitely find them. ”

Meng Yuan looked directly at Tie Xinyuan and said, "You really have a way." ”

Tie Xinyuan said with a smile: "My duty is to find a way, as for how to execute it is your business, I am worried now, if four or five thousand horse thieves pour out at once, how will we three hundred people deal with it?" ”

Meng Yuan said straightly: "Naturally, it is a guerrilla attack."

This time, the samurai who came with us were all one man and two horses, and there were as many as 200 people armed with crossbows, and the biggest advantage of crossbows and bows compared to bows and arrows was that they could shoot them with one hand, and if those horse thieves wanted to pursue us, they would just let them taste our skills in shooting crossbows on horses. ”

"What if people shrink back?"

"It's easy to do, it's more comfortable, as long as we throw the oil bomb into their lair, our military affairs will be more than half done.

I don't believe that they can hide without showing up in the midst of the flames! ”

Tie Xinyuan nodded in agreement with Meng Yuanzhi's statement, the appearance of oil bombs and gunpowder made the war of this era simple and straightforward.

What Tie Xinyuan hates the most is what siege warfare, what siege battles, and the most unacceptable thing about these two methods of combat is that his own people will die a lot.

The siege warfare of this era is actually filled by human life, and a city will only open its doors if it has devoured enough lives as sacrifices.

Sieges are much easier with oil and gunpowder, both of which inflict maximum damage on the enemy in the shortest amount of time.

When the Red Devil attacked Qingxiang City, it was the most orthodox siege method of this era, and he wanted to rely on fearless courage and clever martial arts to make Qingxiang Valley surrender, but as a result, he encountered the Lime Bottle......

After his eyes were blinded by quicklime and clear water, a strong martial arts bandit could only run helplessly on the battlefield, hoping that there would be a stray arrow to end his life, and finally got his wish.

The nights in the West Sea were so cold that even the strongest warriors wrapped themselves tightly in their leather jackets, while the weaker ones kept warm by holding the thirsty bleating goats in their arms.

The horses were wrapped in fur on their bellies, and they were tightly huddled together to fight against the cold winds of the West Sea.

Seeing the patriarch and the general staying in the warm soil cave, one by one just woke up like a dream, when the patriarch was digging the earth cave earlier, everyone was still very puzzled, and now they see them nesting in the soil hole, roasting the fire, drinking wine happily, this is like waking up from a dream.

There is a thick layer of loess everywhere, and it only takes a pillar of incense to dig a hole that can hold two people.

Under the command of Meng Yuanzhi's team, more than 300 people dug a lot of soil holes in a short time, and even the war horses could be assigned a temporary shelter.

"Your subordinates are stupid."

Tie Xinyuan spit out the sheep bones in his mouth and said straight to Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuanzhi looked at his busy subordinates depressedly and said: "Li Qiao himself is a master craftsman who will be a prisoner, and it is nothing to know some strange skills, if my deputy general Tie Huo also comes this time, he will tell the soldiers how to avoid the cold."

It's not like you to do it quietly and hide and watch the jokes. ”

Tie Xinyuan took a sip of hot sheep soup and said: "If you are not in your position, you will not seek your own government, I will not shirk what I should do, and if I do it, I will take away your power."

That's a thousand times more important than I taught them to dig holes. ”

"You always have a point."

"That's why I'm the leader, and it's not just casual to say what I say."

Meng Yuan saw that all his subordinates had entered the earth cave, and his mood was much better, and he laughed and said, "I can count on it, all the kings in this world are actually enforcing their own way of acting as a law.

Use your own love and hatred to stipulate what people want to love and hate, and it is not until today that I understand the true meaning of the poem - the king of Chu has a thin waist, and the harem starves to death.

You are only eighteen years old this year, if you are allowed to be the king for fifty years, I think that in the future, if we Qingxiang clan randomly pulls out a person, it is estimated that it will be your appearance, even if the appearance is different, the way of doing things must be the same. ”

Tie Xinyuan smiled: "That's so good, the Manchu Qingxiang clan is all warriors like tigers." ”

"Wrong, it's the Manchu Qingxiang clan is running in groups of foxes, Qingxiang City will become a famous fox hole, and good people all over the world will avoid it!"

After Meng Yuanzhi teased Tie Xinyuan, he got up and left, he needed to inspect his subordinates and stand on the first shift, this was his way Meng Yuanzhi was in the army.

Tie Xinyuan, who couldn't find a chance to fight back, smiled, wrapped himself tightly in thick fur, and fell asleep after a while.

Not far away in the city of Tsumo, Hurunur was lying on the bed, the green tendons on his forehead were jumping, sweat was dripping down his forehead, and the two maids trembled and used warm water to **** the linen cloth on his body, and then tore off the linen cloth stuck to his flesh little by little.

This process is almost as painful as peeling, and the muscles that have lost the skin seem to tremble when the burlap is removed.

Just removing the sackcloth on his back, Runur's sweat **** thick felt.

And there were more sackcloth on the limbs waiting for the two maids to continue tearing, and each time they tore, they were undoubtedly torture at Runur.

Outside the cave, countless horse thieves stood there, because Runur had said that Said and Otoma had been killed by him for being rude to him, and tonight he was going to re-elect the two chiefs.

It was this rumor that caused the panic to gradually quiet down in the city of Tsumo, and all the horse thieves who thought they were capable of being the leader came to Hurunur's door, ready to hear the news of their promotion as soon as possible.

Before coming to Hurunur's door, they spontaneously got rid of Said and Otoma's henchmen, as well as their families.

In front of Hurunur's door lay a long line of fresh heads, the heads of which were still bloodied, ranging from old men to young men to women to young children.

The two maids finally removed all the linen cloth from Hurunur's body, found two chicken feathers, dipped them in shiny badger oil, and carefully applied this good thing for curing burns to Gurunur's body.

After doing this, he found clean linen cloth and wrapped Hurunur's body again.

At last, Runur stopped screaming, closed his eyes and rested for a while, then opened his eyes and asked the maid, "How many burns do I have all over my body?" ”

A maid hurriedly said, "There are twenty-two places in total, seven for large areas, four for medium ones, and eleven places for small burns." ”

"Is there an ulcer place?"

The maid hesitated for a moment and said, "The two burns on the feet have festered. ”

Hurunur nodded and said, "These feet have taken me for more than two hundred miles, and it doesn't make sense if they don't fester."

Have you cut the carrion on it? ”

The maid helped Hurunur wipe the beads of sweat from her head and said, "It's all cut clean." ”

A smile appeared on Hurunur's face, and he gently stroked the slender necks of the two maids and said, "Thank you for your hard work, but my injuries can't be known to outsiders, so ......"

Before the two maids could react, their slender necks had been broken by Hurunur's big hands, their heads tilted to the side, and there was a faint hint of joy in their big eyes.

Hurunur moved the edge of the bed again, and the flap fell down again, revealing a bottomless black hole.

There seemed to be a faint moaning sound coming from the black hole.

Unconcerned, Runur threw the bodies of the two maids into a black hole, and then closed the flap again with a blank face.

The room was very quiet, and the smell of spices on the maid had not yet cleared away, but the man had gone to hell.

Hurunur changed into a golden robe, held a sharp scimitar in his hand, opened the door and looked at the dense horse thieves beside him, and shouted, "My father is dead, what should we do?" ”

The horse thieves flickered slightly, and immediately a clever horse thief shouted: "Avenge the old chief!" ”

The rest of the horse thieves also reacted and shouted together: "Avenge the old leader!" (To be continued.) )