Bai Shan said: "Why don't you let the government officials and our scouts go over together, explain your identity, and say we can borrow a place to stay."
Nie Canjun's eyes flashed and he looked at Bai Shan intently. He felt that the scholar was indeed cunning, no, smart enough.
He said: "If there is someone in the tribe who is familiar with the bandits..."
It means what if they collude?
Bai Shandao: "Didn't you say that Duan Jishi killed them four times and dispersed them twice?"
The yamen servant was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."
Nie Canjun understood that these bandits should not have a close relationship with the local herdsmen, otherwise Nie Canjun would not be able to disperse them so easily.
Nie Canjun rolled his eyes and said: "It would be great if the two pedestrians were willing to go with us. It would not only represent our sincerity, but also express the intention of the court. I would like to see horse thieves like this blocking trade routes and burning, killing and looting."
Da Jin will never be allowed to exist."
Bai Shan nodded seriously, "Yes, I'll go talk to the two pedestrians."
Two pedestrians just beside:...
Without Bai Shan's persuasion, Wei Xingren directly volunteered himself.
Man Bao rummaged through the box and quickly found two jars of ointment and several packets of medicine, "This is a gift."
You always have to bring gifts when visiting your home. She introduced to Wei Xingren: "These medicines are prepared in the Tutu Department. They are used for killing children. One pack is enough for ten people. Boil it twice and mix it twice."
Mix the concoction together and eat it. There are five packets in total, and they are all here."
Bai Shan said: "Bring some more tea." They are all scarce things on the grassland.
Mr. Zhuang nodded and let them prepare.
Seeing that it was getting late, Nie Canjun waved his hand and said, "Let's set up camp."
Man Bao also rolled up his sleeves and said to Bai Shan, who had nothing to do, "I need hot water."
Bai Shan knew that she had to treat the injured person's wounds, so she nodded and went with Bai Erlang and others to find dry grass and come back to light a fire.
Mr. Zhuang also rolled up his sleeves to help.
Mr. You and others were not seriously injured. They knew the current situation very well. They surrendered when they found that they were surrounded by horse thieves and could not run away. They were also obedient when they were captured. Apart from being pushed and kicked a few times,
Most of the injuries were caused by falling while running for their lives today.
Man Bao only looked at it for a moment before looking at the thieves who were chopped down and shot with arrows.
After checking it, she said to Zhou Liru: "Get my big medicine box."
There are things like knives and clips inside.
Zhou Liru went to get it.
Manbao had already checked the wounds of several people. She brought the medicine box and gave out a list of medicine names, "Get the medicinal soup to stop bleeding and give it to Bai Shan and the others to boil, and then take another one."
Here comes a golden bottle of medicine for sores."
Nie Canjun came over and heard the words: "Master Zhou, these are horse thieves. According to my opinion, there is no need to waste medicinal materials, let alone such precious gold sore medicine."
The soldiers passing by nodded repeatedly and whispered: "Sir, the golden sore medicine you brought is from Jishitang, right? Their golden sore medicine is Panax notoginseng powder, which is very valuable."
Man Bao was about to speak when Bai Shan, who had brought dry firewood in his arms, said: "That's fine. Anyway, if you send him back to the prison, you will be beheaded in the end. Instead of spending time and food and guarding him all the way, you will have to chop him off with a knife in the end."
It’s better to let them bleed to death slowly now.”
Man Bao's heart moved, and he said with a troubled expression: "Well, it's not good, after all, they are human beings, and doctors are kind-hearted. What if they can avoid the death penalty if they perform meritorious services in the future?"
"It's impossible," Bai Shan said: "Don't you see how strong they are? They don't look like they can speak at all, so why not just leave it like that."
He paused and then turned to look at Nie Canjun and asked: "Nie Canjun, the heads of these people are considered military merits, right?"
"Forget it!" They didn't drag out the body of the person they killed just now, but they chopped off the head. They will count it for military merit later.
It's just that there are old people in this line and young people are young. Nie Canjun didn't want to scare them, so he asked the soldiers to walk on the other side with the heads. Now the heads were wrapped in a bag, so they couldn't see them.
He didn't understand why Bai Shan mentioned this matter. Was it because he couldn't bear to see them being so cruel?
Bai Shan said expressionlessly: "Oh, it would be too cruel to chop off their heads while they are still alive. Let's wait until they are dead."
He put down the firewood and suggested to Nie Jianjun, "Why don't you open their wounds wider so that the blood will flow faster?"
Nie Canjun: ...how to answer this?
Well, is it really possible to bleed with two stabs?
He actually looked timid and didn't look like he was going to kill them.
Man Bao glanced down at them, then shook his head, "Forget it, give them a pack. If they don't use medicine, they will die slowly if it's so cold at night."
Bai Shan nodded: "Okay, go and show Mr. You and the others the injuries."
Man Bao hesitated for a moment and finally gave up the place to them. He took the medicine box to see Mr. You and others first.
Zhou Liru came back after grabbing the medicine and felt something was wrong in the atmosphere. He blinked and ran to find Man Bao, "Sister-in-law, what are they doing?"
Man Bao sighed sadly: "They are using torture to extract confessions."
Zhou Liru: "...can't this be called torture to extract a confession?"
Manbao changed his mind: "They are making preparations to exterminate the horse thieves."
Master You and the others, except for one person who broke his arm pad when he fell and needed to be treated, the other injuries were simply cleaned, disinfected, and applied medicine. This kind of contusion can only be healed slowly, so it can be treated very quickly.
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On the other side, the thief, who was injured more seriously and had only been wrapped with a cloth a few times to stop the bleeding, was looking at the two of them with his pale face.
His eyes moved from Nie Canjun to Bai Shan. The leader showed a twisted smile and said: "Young sheep in the Central Plains can turn into wolves when they enter the grassland? Don't just bluff to scare people, right?"
Nie Canjun stepped forward and stepped on his shoulder where he had been stabbed. With a slight force, he couldn't help but cry out in pain. Most of the blood that had stopped had seeped out again, turning the linen red in an instant.
Already.
He said expressionlessly: "I don't know if he is bluffing, but I just know if he is not."
Bai Shan turned his head slightly in discomfort, lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Nie Canjun rubbed his feet again, then stopped and said: "I advise you to be honest. It would be best if you are willing to reveal the hiding place of the den of thieves and make meritorious service. If you don't, it's okay. I'll torture you and use your head to make meritorious service."
, I will never lose money.”
The other party bit his lip in pain and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. He stared at Nie Canjun sinisterly and asked, "You are not the officers and soldiers of Liangzhou."
Although it was a question, it was an affirmation.
Nie Canjun showed his teeth and smiled, "No, so, it's enough to exchange your heads for military merit. We don't care about long-term achievements or anything like that, and we can't get them either."
"Prince Duan will not let you kill us."
Nie Canjun said: "Just take action before he comes. They won't arrive until noon tomorrow at the earliest, so you have one night and half a day to think about whether to give us your head or to confess to meritorious service."