"Don't move! The more you move, the faster you will sink!"
Song Yang shouted loudly, but the soldier in the middle of the quagmire really didn't dare to struggle.
Being stuck in the quagmire, the fear in my heart is great.
To be able to carry out Song Yang's orders in extreme fear is to obey Song Yang more than his own life.
Of course, it is also a kind of trust in Song Yang.
But as Song Yang said, the soldier stopped struggling and the sinking speed really slowed down.
"Don't panic! I can save you!" Song Yang greeted.
"Immediately collect thatch and branches and use these materials to spread it over!"
Under Song Yang's order, the guards who followed immediately started to take action.
They were originally digging holes for exploration, and everyone had Luoyang shovels, shovels and sickles.
In the desperate need to save people, many people came directly with tools.
Now I need to collect the materials, and I really need to use them.
"Qiang!" Song Yang took the dagger with him, took it out and ran directly towards a small tree.
There is a small tree on the edge of the swamp, about two people tall.
The branches are less than three inches, but it is the tallest plant nearby.
Song Yang ran to the small tree and slashed it with a dagger.
"Bang!" Nearly ten centimeters of the tree trunk was cut off.
This is Song Yang, his strength is so strong, otherwise even the sharpest dagger would not be able to reach this level.
Song Yang picked up the chopped tree trunk and cut it casually while running towards the swamp.
Cut off some excess branches, leaving some branches and leaves.
At this time, the soldier had sunk up to his chest.
Fortunately, when he struggled just now, his arms were still on top.
Song Yang accelerated suddenly and used the small tree trunk as a javelin.
"Go on!" Song Yang suddenly threw out the tree trunk, and the tree trunk flew straight towards the soldier.
It fell in front of him impartially.
The soldier hurriedly grabbed the tree trunk, holding on tightly with only the strength left in his arms.
This is the last straw.
Fortunately, his elbow rested on the trunk of the tree. The trunk and branches supported him, so his whole body stopped sinking.
Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was safe for the time being.
"Quick, quick, quick! Get over here quickly!"
Song Yang directed everyone to continuously lay simple rescue channels.
The surrounding swamp is not particularly muddy.
Otherwise, the soldier wouldn't have walked to the front only to find that he was trapped.
Some weeds and branches were laid out, and people could barely move when walking on them.
"Don't let too many people come up. Liu Bao, give me the rope." Song Yang waved his hand to drive people away.
One or two people are too many to spread this little thing, but if there are more people, the whole thing will be trapped.
The people dispersed, and Song Yang asked for a rope from Liu Bao again.
These tools are all carried by the exploration team.
"Your Majesty, the road ahead is dangerous, don't go any further."
The guards were worried about Song Yang's safety and began to persuade him.
"I am a very skilled martial artist and have my own sense of proportion. Don't come over to join in the fun. If there are too many people, we will all die together!"
"Back off! I order you to step back!"
Song Yang stood on the branch path and scolded everyone.
No one dared to get close, fearing that Song Yang would be harmed by being overweight.
But he was afraid that Song Yang would be in danger, so he could only persuade him hard.
Song Yang ignored them, paddling the thatch branches and carefully walking forward.
We arrived at a place about ten meters in front of the trapped soldier.
Song Yang couldn't get closer.
The swamp here is getting muddier.
There is more and more muddy water.
No matter how many branches are thrown, it can't stand one person.
"The distance is about the same, let's try throwing a lasso!" Song Yang knotted the rope and tied it into a lasso.
This is a technique learned from Yu Ming, and it is said that it can trap horses.
Song Yang threw the rope up.
"I'm going to put a rope on you. If it's not properly aligned, can you pull the rope or put the rope on yourself?"
Song Yang asked while swinging the rope.
"Ahem! Ahem!"
The soldier coughed twice and was really speechless.
He was trapped in his chest for a long time and had difficulty breathing.
It's pretty good if you can barely hold on to the branches.
"Okay! Stop moving, I'm here to save you!"
Song Yang threw the rope lasso over.
The first time, failed.
The rope fell three feet behind the warrior.
try again.
The distance was close, less than a foot in front of the soldier.
The rope can be reached by reaching out.
But the soldier's face turned purple, his arms were trembling, and he couldn't stretch them out at all.
Song Yang immediately pulled the rope back, shook it twice and threw it over again.
"middle!"
This time Song Yang hit the target just right on the soldier's head.
"Put your arm through it!"
Song Yang greeted.
The soldier shook his head but did not move.
Even though it's trapped now, I can't pull it out.
If it's over your head, it'll be around your neck if you can't pull it, and you'll die faster.
Song Yang could only exert force by putting one arm into the noose himself.
"what is his name!"
Song Yang turned around and asked.
"Wei Bin!" A guard answered Song Yang.
They don't dare to say anything unnecessary now, for fear of affecting Song Yang's performance.
"Wei Bin! I order you to put your hand into the noose!"
Song Yangmou shouted loudly with enough energy.
Wei Bin seemed to be startled by Song Yang, struggled twice and muttered: "I have an order..."
After saying that, his arm moved, and although it was slow, it was firmly passed through the noose.
This action exhausted Wei Bin's strength, his arm passed through the noose, and his man lost consciousness.
"rise!"
When Song Yang saw that it could be pulled, he immediately used his strength.
The rope was tightened, and Wei Bin's body was pulled out of the mud bit by bit.
This is Song Yang, it would be useless to replace him with Gongsun Qi.
You cannot pull a stuck person at this angle.
Song Yang did not dare to use too much force, so he exerted force slowly and slowly.
He stood on the branch and exerted force, and the force of sinking increased, and the whole person began to sink.
Song Yang could only move back in small steps.
This will ensure that you will not be trapped, and you can also lead Wei Bin back a little bit.
Behind him, Lai Mingxi rushed over.
Just now I said that someone was trapped, and people from Song Yang's side immediately dared to come to the rescue.
Lai Mingxi took another part of the exploration team to explore in other directions.
Song Yang and the others ran too fast, and before Lai Mingxi could react, Song Yang disappeared.
They followed the trail all the way and when they arrived at the scene of the incident, they saw Song Yang standing alone in the middle of the swamp, pulling someone away.
This scene was so frightening that Mingxi didn't dare to breathe.
If something happened to the prince, Yu Ming, who was camping behind him, would have to kill him directly.
"Wow~"
With Song Yang's dragging, the trapped Wei Bin was finally completely freed.
Song Yang immediately increased his strength and dragged the soldier to his side.
At this time, his face was covered with mud.
Song Yang immediately took some water from the swamp and washed it for him.
Although the water is not very clean either.
But at least the mud on my face was washed away a lot, and my nostrils and mouth were relieved.
Song Yang patted him back and was about to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on him.
Wei Bin coughed violently several times and began to gasp for breath.
Song Yang knew that this boy's life was about to come back.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Wei Bin gasped for a long time, and his face gradually turned from purple to red.
He glanced at Song Yang blankly.
Then he suddenly remembered that Song Yang had saved him just now.
His last consciousness was when Song Yang asked him to put his arm through the noose.
I originally thought that after carrying out the prince's orders, I could reincarnate.
Unexpectedly, I opened my eyes and saw the prince again.
"Ahem! Your Majesty... mark... ahem!"
"Stop talking and have a good rest!"
Song Yang interrupted him, picked him up and walked quickly out of the swamp.
Wei Bin was hugged by Song Yang, but his arms were twisted and drooped.
Arriving outside the swamp, Song Yang put Wei Bin down and took a look. It turned out that his arm had been dislocated when he was dragging him.
"The techniques I learned from Dr. Lu are just in use."
Song Yang muttered, grabbing Wei Bin's arm with one hand and his shoulder with the other.
"Bang bang!"
"ah!"
There was a crisp sound and a scream.
But the arm was reattached.
Wei Bin was originally depressed and listless.
But this time it hurt and he immediately became energetic.
"Your Majesty's technique is far worse than Doctor Lu's! I don't know who I learned it from!"
Wei Bin complained in his heart.
But I didn't know that Song Yang's technique really came from Lu Jimin, maybe he just wasn't good at it.
"Your Majesty... mark..."
Song Yang also wanted to interrupt Wei Bin to let him rest, but Wei Bin forcefully said: "Your Majesty! I may have discovered that Meng Huoyou is in trouble!"
Wei Bin's first sentence after he regained his breath was this.
"Okay! I know this! Someone is here! Take him back to rest!"
Song Yang waved his hand, and the guards immediately came up and carried Wei Bin away with all their hands.
"Your Majesty! The danger you took just now scared me to death!" Only now did Lai Mingxi dare to come over and talk.
"It doesn't matter, you may not know how strong my martial arts skills are. I am one of the top three masters in the world! How could I be trapped in a swamp?"
Song Yang was also covered in mud, but he didn't care.
He waved his hands to show off that he was No. 3 in the world.
Lai Mingxi smiled awkwardly, it wasn't that he didn't believe it.
It's just that he doesn't think this thing has much to show off, and he, a literary man, doesn't care about this.
"My lord, you are worth a thousand dollars. If something goes wrong, how can I explain it to the people?" Lai Mingxi said with a bitter face.
"Alright. Don't worry. I have my own sense of proportion. Sir, I understand your good intentions. I will pay attention to it in the future." Song Yang waved his hand.
"That's enough. We've rescued people, and we have clues about Meng Huoyou. I'm tired today, so I'm going back!"
Song Yang didn't want to listen to his ramblings, so he strode away after speaking.
The guards hurriedly followed.
But at this time, the guards looked at Song Yang with not only admiration, but also deep respect.
Back at the camp, Yu Ming had already heard about Song Yang's adventure to save people.
He was about to lead the camp defenders to rush over to rescue people, when he ran to the door and met Song Yang head-on.
"Your Majesty! It's great that you are okay!" Yu Ming said excitedly.
"What can I do! It was Wei Bin who fell into the swamp! Not me! I was there to save people, not to be rescued!"
Song Yang emphasized.
"That prince, you put yourself in danger..." Yu Ming wanted to say something else.
Of course Song Yang would not give him a chance to speak and immediately scolded:
"Nonsense! I'm just saving people, what's the risk? How could I be in danger?"
"Remember! Don't tell them about the king's rescue!"
"Prepare hot water, I want to take a shower and change clothes!"
Song Yang gave Yu Ming an order.
Yu Ming's words were on his lips but he didn't say them out, so Northern Song Dynasty Yang retorted.