Qin Feng squinted his eyes, held a long sword, and stabbed Hu Hai between the legs.
With a "Puff" sound, the long sword was immediately thrust into the ground.
But Hu Hai was still lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Hei Niu came over and poked him, scratched his head and said:
"He lost too much blood. It seems he really fainted."
"Oh, he's not dead."
"It's not a hurry. If it bleeds for a while, he will die."
"..."
Although Hei Niu said it very straightforwardly, it is the fact.
Even if Hu Hai is a strong man, he may not be able to hold on at this time.
He looked like a bloody gourd all over his body, there was no good spot.
The charge of the Western Region Allied Forces just now added countless wounds to his body.
Qin Feng looked like he would take the opportunity to kill him, but after thinking about it, he still put down the long sword in his hand.
After all, he was the only surviving son of the First Emperor, so he really couldn't do anything about it.
Qin Feng had really hated him so much before that he wished he could castrate him eight hundred times and then send him to the duck house, where his life would be worse than death.
But now, Qin Feng met Hu Hai again with the attitude of a winner.
Seeing his miserable state, I felt dull and lonely for a moment.
Sure enough, mercy is something that only appears among the strong and victors.
Losers only deserve to be pitied.
Qin Feng shook his head, got on his horse and shouted:
"My sons, follow me to capture the flag and kill the general!"
"Grab the motherfucker!"
"Boss, give me all the girls from the Western Region!"
"Ouch! Just do it!"
Listening to the strange noise coming from Qin Feng's escort, Zhang San couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Is this the regular army of the Qin Dynasty? Why does it look more like bandits than the bandits of the Western Regions?
As expected of Boss Qin, everything he carries with him is not normal.
However, Zhang San glanced at the half-dead Hu Hai and asked cautiously:
"Boss, what should he do?"
Qin Feng glanced at it and said lightly:
"It's up to you."
After saying that, he pulled down his grimace mask and rushed towards the rear of the Western Region Allied Forces.
Zhang San thought about the words here for a while. Based on his understanding of Boss Qin, he usually did not kill people on the spot. There was a high probability that they would survive and continue to be tortured by him.
So, he dragged Hu Hai and walked hard towards the city.
While dragging, he shouted:
"Help! Someone is dead! Help!"
However, the city at this time was like a Shura field, with ruins and broken walls everywhere, and body parts everywhere. Where could anyone move?
Even those who can breathe are still half dead.
In desperation, Zhang San had to untie Hu Hai's clothes and thought of wrapping him up.
As a result, I found that there really wasn’t a good spot in this guy’s body!
Even the places where many of the stab wounds were turned have turned a little white, and blood is still flowing slowly.
Zhang San looked at Hu Hai's white lips and felt that if the bleeding didn't stop, he might be exhausted and die.
So, Zhang San gritted his teeth and picked out a red-hot iron sword from the burning fire nearby.
"Life and death are destiny, wealth is in heaven, you hold back!"
After the words fell, Zhang San gritted his teeth and pressed the iron-like thing on Hu Hai's body.
"Ouch!"
For a moment, the water vapor evaporated, and Hu Hai, who was unconscious, screamed and woke up in pain!
He looked at Zhang San with a pale face, his lips trembled and he said:
"You are riding a horse...what a dog...ooh, ooh, ooh!"
Unfortunately, before he could finish his sentence, Zhang San hit him with another hot iron.
"Don't step on the horse and slap your butt!! Ouch!"
"Don't go down! Don't go down! It's still useful!"
"I'll blanch it! Stop pressing the horse when you're riding it!"
Unfortunately, no matter how much Hu Hai called for help, it was of no use.
Zhang San gritted his teeth, burned his wounds again and again, and shouted:
"Good brother! Hold on! I'll fight!"
The injured soldier next to him almost had his eyes popping out!
Damn it! Are you a pervert on horseback???
Are you sure you are saving people? Are you killing people?
And why do you get more excited as it gets hotter? The soldering iron in your hand is about to leave an afterimage!
Therefore, these soldiers who were injured originally thought that Zhang San could save them again after rescuing Hu Hai.
When I saw this situation, I felt like a living hell! Save me!
Then, a medical miracle happened around Zhang San.
The wounded soldiers who were lying on the ground "Ouch" and "Ouch" waiting for rescue, after seeing Hu Hai rolling around being burned by the iron, used great willpower to move on the ground with difficulty, trying to stay away from the living things.
King of Hell, stay away.
Zhang San didn't notice this, and he didn't want to treat Hu Hai like this.
At least in these years, Hu Hai has led troops to kill the enemy, which can be regarded as protecting himself.
But there was really no other way. Boss Qin left no medicine except a pack of Chuanxi Powder.
He's injured like this, so we can't give him food to eat, right?
In fact, this is also based on science. In ancient times, there were no sutures or blood transfusions. Once a person was injured and bleeds excessively, it would probably be life-threatening.
At this time, the soldering iron appeared.
Even though it was used as a torture instrument in the beginning.
As a result, during the experiment, it was found that the effect was not bad.
Not only can it make people suffer, but it can also block the wound and reduce blood loss.
Of course, it is unknown whether the wound will become infected afterwards.
Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are determined by heaven. If you cannot bear it, it means that your faith is not pure and God will not bless you.
"Emma! I'm so exhausted!"
Zhang Sanyi held the soldering iron on the ground and wiped the sweat with one hand.
He looked at Hu Hai who was no longer bleeding on the ground and felt very satisfied.
And the way he twitches from time to time is obviously still alive, and that's enough!
"It really works, do you want to try it?"
Zhang San looked around and looked at the injured soldiers around him enthusiastically.
As a result, the expression on his face soon froze, and there were no soldiers around. They had all run away!
Those with broken legs were unable to walk, and were even struggling to crawl forward like earthworms on the ground, fearing that if they were too far away from Zhang San, they would be used for experiments.
"Bah! Shameless! I'm too lazy to save you!"
Zhang San spat and walked towards the shade with Hu Hai on his back.
It's not that he feels sorry for Hu Hai, but the weather in the Western Region is really too hot.
He was afraid that Hu Hai would stink here and would not be easy to explain.
"Water...water...water..."
"Don't rush me, I'm looking for you. Do you want some saliva?"
