For a long time after that, Xiao Jiang stayed by the "dead body". At night, he had to use torches and spears to resist the intrusion of wolves; during the day, he had to rack his brains to find food in the mountains and forests.
Fortunately, his family was originally a hunter and he was no stranger to the mountains and forests. He often collected mushrooms and wild fruits and drank water from mountain streams. Regardless of whether the "dead body" needed it or not, he always mixed the food into a "fine pulp" and fed it to him.
Down.
As time passed, the body temperature of the "dead body" gradually increased, and several times Xiao Jiang saw the "dead body" shaking slightly. This made him very happy and a little more looking forward to it.
In fact, Xiao Jiang has selfish motives. After leaving the team, his livelihood becomes a big problem and his safety cannot be guaranteed. The various abnormal behaviors of the "dead corpse" make him firmly believe that he must have extraordinary abilities.
He couldn't help but think of those stories of "gods repaying kindness", and he often felt a little happy in his heart.
Although he was happy, he was also worried. As far as he knew, if nothing unexpected happened, their troops would arrive here in a few days. When tens of thousands of people gathered, there was no guarantee that they would not be found.
Xiao Jiang knew exactly what happened to the deserters, but how could such a strange "dead corpse" in front of him not cause shock?
Xiao Jiang could almost conclude that their "big-mouthed" corps commander had already added fuel to the fire and spread the word about what was going on here countless times. Maybe one of the officers wanted to witness it with his own eyes on a whim.
He also wanted to take the "dead body" away with him, but it was too heavy. How could he, a thin boy weighing more than 80 kilograms, bear the 30 kilograms of tiger head gun and the more than 120 kilograms of "corpse"?
He could only move the "dead body" with difficulty and find a place to hide it.
"Master Immortal, please wake up quickly. Xiao Jiang can't hold on any longer, and the bad guys are coming soon." Xiao Jiang was very anxious and shook the charred body of the "dead body" vigorously.
Unfortunately, the result remains the same.
"Alas!" Xiao Jiang sighed, sat down gently, picked up the tiger head gun and placed it across his legs, stroking it slowly and wiping it carefully.
He really couldn't put it down. As a low-level pawn, he was not worthy of possessing such a weapon. The pole of this gun was made of ironwood that was harder than pig iron, and the blade was made of fine steel.
There is a brass tiger head everywhere, and the gun body is covered with patterns, which shines in the sun and looks particularly beautiful! It is much better than the rusty sword with a broken blade before him.
"This gun must be wielded by a big shot like Mr. Qian, right?" Xiao Jiang muttered. He remembered that he had seen Mr. Qian once ten feet away. At that time, that majestic "big shot"
He was also holding a gun.
"That gun..." Xiao Jiang scratched his head, recalled it carefully, laughed, and said, "It seems not as beautiful as mine."
"Boom——! Boom——!"
The sudden bursts of noise frightened Xiao Jiang. He hurriedly dropped the tiger-headed gun, stood up, and listened attentively.
"Boom——! Boom——!"
The sound became clearer and clearer, and Xiao Jiang felt it was somewhat familiar. He lay down, put his ear close to the ground, and listened carefully.
"Boom——! Boom——!"
His brows were furrowed and his breathing became more and more serious; he could hear clearly the sound of uniform steps and the collision of noisy horse hooves.
The army is coming!
The thing he least wanted to face finally happened.
The noise grew from small to loud, and then gradually disappeared, and Xiao Jiang's mood calmed down little by little. He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, hunched over, and approached the "heap of dead people" where the two armies were fighting.
Why did the army come? Naturally, it was to clean the battlefield. For any rebel army, the weapons, uniforms and quilts left by hundreds of thousands of people are rare and coveted huge wealth!
Although the various rebel armies are powerful and numerous in number, most of them are patchworked together. Their poverty is no less than that of the refugees, and their desire for greed and plunder is even greater than that of the refugees.
Xiao Jiang lay crouched in a thick patch of grass, staring ahead warily. He was so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe.
In front of him, thousands of soldiers wearing the same armor as him were smiling and chattering non-stop. People put their dark "dirty hands" into the clothes of the rotting corpse, up and down.
Searching and touching; if someone has good luck and touches a few copper coins and scattered silver, they will almost laugh to the sky and dance.
At this moment, the desperadoes are going crazy in the Shura field. One day, someone will dance on their "corpse" in the same way.
Xiao Jiang was horrified to see it. Although he had been in the army for more than half a year, he still couldn't understand the beast-like behavior of his former companions.
"Quiet, please be damn quiet." A burly, broad-shouldered general drew out his long sword and chopped off a head with his backhand!
Alas!
Xiao Jiang's heart felt cold, and he took a deep breath, and the place fell silent.
"Hmph!" The general bent down and opened the fist of the headless corpse, and took out a pea-sized piece of gold. Then, he picked it up, held it up, showed it around, and said loudly: "Did you see it? This is it.
The consequences of embezzling property are not that I am blocking all brothers from getting rich, and there is nothing wrong with everyone taking a little, but gold and more than one tael of silver ingots must be handed over to me."
"Ah! This...this...this..."
There was a lot of noise and protests everywhere.
"Who dares to disobey?" The general waved his long sword, cut down the flag, and said harshly: "If brothers don't give me face, don't blame me for being ruthless and cruel. After a while, someone will check, and if anyone hides it secretly without following the rules, he will be punished immediately.
Kill without mercy!"
"This..." Everyone looked at each other and looked at each other. Although they were unwilling to do so, they were filled with fear. In the end, no one knew who started it. Everyone shouted loudly: "I will obey the general's order."
"Brothers?" Xiao Jiang, who was hiding in the grass, felt sick when he heard the general's address to the sergeants. He called "brothers", but when he killed people, he raised his sword with both hands and showed no emotion at all.
Liu, the so-called "brothers" in the eyes of generals are probably just pigs and dogs that can be killed at will.
Not long after, the battlefield started to roar again. The shock caused by the death of a comrade was, after all, limited. People's greed for property was far greater than their pity for their comrades.
They think very clearly that of course they cannot afford to lose big money, but it is feasible to search more and save more small money.
Xiao Jiang looked at those people indifferently. Although he was a little disgusted, he could understand it to some extent. After all, he was once one of them. After all, he also grew up from the mud, a humble life at the bottom.
In a place like Kanto, how many normal people are forced to become beasts?! The people here are undoubtedly unfortunate. They are painful, miserable, and struggling constantly, but they always fall into deep helplessness; they are in the torrent of troubled times.
They are like grass in the world, trapped by fate and involuntarily entering a darker abyss.
In such a difficult situation, they will naturally need some sustenance. Real money is undoubtedly a good choice.
For soldiers who have long been numb, there is always a deep meaning behind a little money. Maybe it is a few kilograms of food for family members far away; maybe it is a few clothes for an ignorant child; maybe it is a few bowls of white wine to nourish the meat; maybe it is a few bowls of white wine and meat.
The lingering tenderness of a pretty woman at night.
No matter what it is, they need it. They have no big concerns about the dead, no avoidance of death, they just want to get some tangible benefits.
"Alas" Xiao Jiang sighed softly, then crawled back, leaning against the mountain wall, and under the cover of the trees, retreated towards the hiding place of the "dead body".
"It should be fine." Xiao Jiang murmured softly, feeling a little relieved. Based on his understanding, the rebels who were addicted to looting would not care about other things, let alone enter the mountains and forests to do useless things.
However, he was wrong. When he was approaching his destination, he suddenly discovered an amazing scene!
A group of soldiers dressed completely different from Xiao Jiang, with red scarves and bright swords in hand, were filing down the high slope in the distance in an endless stream.
The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows behind!
Xiao Jiang gasped and felt unsteady. There was no doubt that the army he had served was about to be ambushed, and those unsuspecting greedy guys would soon become lambs to be slaughtered.
Here, there is about to be a bloody battle!
It’s over!
Xiao Jiang was frightened. He curled up tightly and hid behind a big rock. He looked at the red scarf soldiers worriedly and kept glancing at the place where the "dead bodies" were hiding.
Close!
Closer again!
A red scarf soldier stopped and was stunned for a long time. He raised his sword and gestured around. After a while, hundreds of people gathered.
OMG!
Xiao Jiang was frightened and broke into a cold sweat.
A tall man walked out of the dense forest. He looked like a leader in his clothes. He stood still for a long time, suddenly pulled out a big knife, and raised it high. The blade of the knife shone in the sun, with a cold light!
Alas!
Xiao Jiang didn't dare to look anymore, closed her eyes and bowed her head deeply.
"Boom!"
Something unexpected happened, and a shocking sound spread in all directions instantly. Xiao Jiang opened his eyes to look, and screamed "Fuck!"
Ahead, golden light shines brightly. The man wielding the sword has been reduced to a ball of rotten flesh. Hundreds of soldiers are either dead or injured!
The noise was so loud that not only Xiao Jiang, but also the rebels who were bent on plundering money were alerted. They all put down their work, picked up their weapons, and advanced towards the forest where the noise came from!
How could the panicked Red Scarf Army react in time? Seeing the numerous and menacing enemies, they had no choice but to flee in all directions.
"Damn it, how dare you ambush us here." The general who killed the "brother" took the lead, and he was really brave. But when he saw him swinging his long sword, he roared like a wild bull: "Kill!
Brothers, we will kill all the supplies that come to your doorstep!"
"kill!"
The shouts and shouts of thousands of people gathered together could literally reach the sky.
"Go, go, go!"
The Red Turban Army has suffered a huge setback. How can it still be willing to fight again?
As one advances and one retreats, one person is as powerful as a rainbow, and the other person is panicked. There is no need to fight, but a judgment is made.
...
After the victory, the general stood on the high slope, his body covered in blood, but he was proud and majestic.
"general"
Just when he was feeling proud, someone below shouted.
"What's the matter?" The general's eyes were filled with anger. At this time when he could show off his power, he was most bothered by anyone disturbing him.
"There is a dead man here."
"Nonsense, there are no dead people anywhere? Don't even look at where this place is."
"No." Two soldiers squeezed out from the crowd and struggled to carry something.
The general took a closer look.
Oh! It’s really different.
A charred man sat upright, with a gentle complexion and no armor.
"Where did this come from?" The general was confused and scratched his forehead. No one would be surprised that such a "thing" suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
"I'll go, General, I recognize this one." A big man rushed out of the crowd with an eager look on his face.
"Um?"
Xiao Jiang's face darkened and he secretly yelled, that person was his former "corps leader".
"Then tell me what's going on." The general pointed at the "corps commander" with a curious look on his face.
"Sir, this is a monster!"
"Fuck you." The general took out the whip from his waist and raised his hand to strike.
"Really, General." The corps commander took a few steps back and said urgently: "General, listen to my explanation. I had met him before when I took my brothers as the 'advanced spy'. At that time, he
When he was lying on the ground, we all thought he was dead, but we kicked him and he sat up again. After he lay down, he kicked him and he stood up again. Not only that, he also took me down.
A soldier named Xiao Jiang was eaten. General, what do you think he is if he is not a monster?"
"Yes, General, I was the first one during the battle just now, and I clearly saw that this man seemed to have a golden light on his body." Someone echoed from below.
"Yes, I saw it too."
"And I."
...
There was a lot of noise and noise.
"Stop it, stop it all," the general roared angrily, barely suppressing the boiling discussion.
"General, what should we do? Have you killed this monster?" Someone drew his sword and took a stance.
"roll"
The general roared angrily and shouted: "Don't move. Brothers, we have encountered a treasure this time. His grandma actually let me meet a 'practitioner' and make a lot of money!"
"Practitioner?"
The soldiers looked at each other with doubts on their faces.
"Yes, cultivator, hahahaha!" The general licked his tongue, raised his head and laughed.