Wang Gu guessed correctly. The people who ambushed them in Shuangpo Gorge were indeed soldiers and horses of the Guo family.
A thousand light cavalry, with first-class armor and equipment, were led by Guo Sanlang, Guo Ziyu and Guo Liulang, Guo Yu.
The person who is chasing Zhao Tang's men all the way now is Guo Yu's personal follower Pei Xianhong.
When they reached an open plain called Jingkengfu, Pei Xianhong reined in his horse and stopped.
I watched from a distance as those people fled, getting further and further away.
When these people completely disappeared from sight, Pei Xianhong turned his horse's head and said, "Let's go back."
The twenty people Wang Gu sent to meet him finally met several of Zhao Tang's men in the northwest of Jingkengfu.
The military doctor quickly treated the injuries of several wounded soldiers. The team leading the team looked behind them again and again: "Where are the pursuers?"
"You're still chasing after me!" Li Jianfeng, another confidant of Zhao Tang, scolded him directly, "You want me to die, don't you?"
The iconic loud voice made the team leader immediately recognize who the gray-faced man was, and immediately knelt down: "General Li, this is what Mr. Wang meant! Mr. Wang specially sent us to lure the enemy deeper!"
Li Jianfeng looked at the military doctor over there angrily: "Have you finished the examination? If you're not dead, keep going!"
"His injury is serious and the bleeding needs to be stopped. We must not continue on our way." The military doctor said while supporting a wounded man.
Li Jianfeng looked at the wounded, then turned and pointed at the team member and the soldier beside him: "You and you, you two stay here, and we will bring them back after his injuries are treated!"
The captain was frowning, but the military order did not allow him to comment, so he could only nod: "Yes."
Li Jianfeng didn't want to stay any longer and led the rest of the people away.
The military doctor was dumbfounded and looked at the team leader and the soldier, then at the wounded man who was lying limply on the ground.
The wounded were covered in blood, their faces were pale, and their eyes were bright and frightened, reflecting the desire to live.
The team leader took a deep breath and clasped his fists at the military doctor: "My name is Zhao Hegen. If you have anything, sir, please feel free to give me any instructions."
Order?
The military doctor just wants to go back immediately.
This is not a nice place, this is Huazhou.
If the current situation is turbulent and there are wars everywhere, Huazhou, a place with four wars and chaos, is a chaos within chaos.
No one knows what they will encounter in the next moment, especially the difficult situation they are in now.
As an open plain, the visibility here is extremely good, and others can even spot them from four miles away.
Thinking of this, the military doctor rushed to the team and waved his hand, turned back to the wounded man, and raised his hand to tear open his clothes, hoping to treat the wound as soon as possible.
The wound was more than five inches long, and was pierced through the abdomen and back by a spear blow. A large amount of blood spilled out as the wounded man breathed, and it hurt to look at it.
The wounded man seemed to be numb from pain, his face and lips were pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
The military doctor's technique was not very skillful. While stopping the bleeding, he was still cleaning the wound, and his movements were very slow.
"With so much blood, I can't survive." Team Zheng said suddenly.
The military doctor sighed: "Maybe."
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of a big sword being unsheathed.
The military doctor was startled and turned around to see that the team was drawing the sword.
"You!" The military doctor opened his eyes wide.
"Instead of suffering this torture, it's better to be freed as soon as possible," Du was looking at the wounded, "and to die in the hands of the enemy, it's better to let my brothers give you a ride, don't you think?"
The wounded man stood up in fear and stepped back: "Don't, don't kill me!"
"Stop!" shouted the military doctor, "What are you doing!"
"Bringing him along is a drag," the captain's voice was unusually calm, even a little cold. "Even if the bleeding is stopped and the bandage is properly bandaged, it is still a drag to carry him all the way back."
"These are soldiers from our Tiancheng Battalion!!"
"The current situation has pros and cons. You, sir, should learn to make a choice. Either one of you dies, or all four of you, including you and me, die."
The military doctor looked at him in disbelief, then looked at the soldiers aside.
The soldier was confused and looked back at him undecided.
"Don't kill me... I want to live! You can't do this!!" the wounded man cried.
"Quickly, just one knife," Dui Zheng said, "We will help take care of your family. If you have any unanswered questions, you can tell them."
"Don't kill me, I don't want to die! My mother is still waiting for me to go back!"
"No!" the military doctor said tremblingly, "He can die, but he cannot die in our hands. These are soldiers of the Tiancheng Battalion, not our enemies. We cannot attack our own people."
"What is Mr. Yi's intention to leave him like this and let him fend for himself?"
The military doctor paused slightly and looked sideways towards the team.
Captain was shaking his head hurriedly and said in horror: "Sir, you can't leave me behind. You can't leave me behind."
"Let me put it bluntly," Dui Zheng said, "it would be better for him to stay here half-dead and wait for death. Besides, there are soldiers and horses coming and going everywhere here, as well as wandering refugees. If he is killed
If someone picks it up and eats it as meat, what if he meets the person who saves him? What if he tells others about this, or even worse, betrays our military secrets, can you bear the consequences? "
"Either way," said the soldier on the side, "just kill him."
The wounded looked at them in despair: "Don't kill me, we are brothers, don't kill me!"
"Yes, brother," Qi Zheng looked at him and sighed softly, "I'm sorry, brother."
After he finished speaking, he was about to raise the knife, but the military doctor suddenly shouted: "Look! There's someone coming over there!"
The team was busy turning around.
The so-called people coming from "over there" are at least a mile away.
It was a large group of refugees, a huge group of hundreds of people.
Although they were far apart, they could feel that the other party was looking at them.
"You can't kill him!" said the military doctor. "What would you do if those people saw you swinging the knife? At least there can't be any new wounds on this body!"
The team was gritting their teeth and looking at the wounded with angry eyes.
The wounded man was already frightened, but this vicious look made him feel even more cold and fearful.
"In your opinion, sir, how long can he live?" Duan Zheng said coldly.
The military doctor looked at the wound.
Due to the excitement of the wounded just now, a lot of blood overflowed from the wound.
"It's almost," said the military doctor. "He's almost dead."
"But I see that his consciousness is still very clear."
"Because he has a strong desire to survive and he wants to live."
The captain was thinking about it for a moment, then he looked at the wounded and said coldly: "Listen to what you just said, you still have an old lady at home?"
The wounded man asked uneasily: "...what do you want to do?"
"After we go back, we can quickly find out your name and your hometown. If you are not dead after a while, I hope you understand what should be said and what should not be said."
Captain was returning the sword to its scabbard and continued with a sneer: "Of course, you'd better be dead, or those refugees don't want to hear what you say at all. I hope they just want to eat you."
The last few words made the wounded man's hands tremble uncontrollably.
The team leader looked at the military doctor with a complicated expression: "Let's go."
