Li Siye turned to the other side, and Duan Xiushi also quickly turned to the other side and crossed his arms: "General Li, please be careful!"
Siye frowned: "Who told you I was going to kill someone? I just wanted to stand up."
There was a wound on one side of his lower abdomen, and the belly of Shanwenjia was also pierced by the sharp point of a spear. When he was about to stand up, he suddenly felt cramping and painful. Duan Xiushi quickly helped him up.
Li Siye stood up and said: "It is about to enter the hot summer, and it is difficult to preserve the body. I ordered everyone to cut down the branches and cremate Shi Xin, his wife, and his dead colleagues. They should be separated as much as possible and put into containers."
Bring their families back. In addition, Duan Xiushi, write down all the circumstances of the war here in letters, and send two people to ride three fast horses back to Qiuci to deliver the news. Also, Yan Xiaosi takes my personal troops
Go to Talas and find all the doctors and doctors from wherever they are. There are too many wounded people who need treatment. Oh, General Zhao, do you have anything to add?"
Zhao Chonghuan frowned and thought for a while. Li Siye spoke very comprehensively. He didn't seem to have anything to say, so he had to cross his hands and say, "I have nothing to say."
"In this case, we will take a short rest and retreat to Anxi Qiuci after two to three days."
Everyone crossed their hands and said, "Here!"
The uninjured soldiers went to work, while the injured were lying on the grassy slopes of the hills. At this moment, several muffled thunders sounded in the dark clouds above everyone, and rain began to fall in the undulating valleys of the Western Region.
It made Li Siye's armor look extremely cold.
Duan Xiushi and Qiu Luan directed Tiaodang Camp to set up a camp on the hilly slopes. Li Siye forced himself to sit up from the ground, gasped in pain, and lay down softly.
Qiu Luan ran over and helped him up quickly: "We set up a military tent first and asked the general to go in and rest."
Li Siye stood up with Qiu Luan's support and walked into the felt tent.
He stretched out his hand to support the wooden post, while Qiu Luan knelt down and spread out the sheep's felt, and then placed a roll of sheep's felt flat against the wooden post so that the general could lie down comfortably.
Qiu Luan helped him lie down half-way while she sat cross-legged next to him. Through the tent billowing in the wind, they saw the rain outside getting heavier and heavier, changing from pattering raindrops to raindrops hitting the grass blades.
"I didn't expect it to rain, but it happened at this time. When I was young, I heard from my family that when people died in wars in some places, it would rain. This is God crying." Qiu Luan lowered his head and murmured.
Li Siye raised the corners of his mouth and smiled softly. He didn't believe in these things at first, but now that he has experienced two lifetimes of soul experience, there is nothing he can't believe.
"Perhaps we should go back to do some rites and mourn the fallen soldiers."
"Of course you have to do puja and chant sutras. Whenever there are too many people killed in the war, the Duhufu will ask the temples in Kucha City to set up altars to pray for the dead. Buddhism is prosperous in the four towns under the Duhufu. After all, it is Master Kumarajiva.
hometown.”
"Yes," Li Siye only nodded lightly. He had too many injuries on his body and was in pain all the time. He couldn't concentrate on listening to what Qiu Luan said.
Qiu Luan crossed his arms and stood up to say goodbye: "General, rest for now. I will direct everyone to carry other injured people to the temporary military tent."
"Nothing, just go ahead," he thought for a moment and then said, "Carry the other wounded soldiers here. There is a lot of space in this tent."
"Here."
After Qiu Luan left, Li Siye lay extremely uncomfortable and began to try to take off the armor that absorbed the heat from his body. However, every time he moved, his body was in burning pain. In some places, the clothes even stuck to the wounds.
Although they are just minor flesh wounds, they are still quite annoying.
When he removed all the armor parts, his body suddenly felt relaxed, and a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead. He lowered his head to see that the white mid laner was almost stained with blood.
Tian Zhen was also helped into the tent. His right cheek was penetrated by an arrow. He didn't know how he pulled it out. He was wrapped in linen and thick blood was dripping down his cheek. This arrow should have been
After poking Li Siye in the eye, Tian Zhen saved his life today.
Li Siye called him to lie down next to him, and whispered: "Today you saved my life. From now on, you and I will be like brothers, sharing wealth and honor, and I, Li Siye, will never be incompetent."
Tian Zhen made a grunting sound, which may have affected his muscles, and the pain was so painful that he shed tears. In order to prevent his wound from opening, Li Siye decided not to speak anymore.
Many soldiers were carried into the tent. Although they were seriously injured, they could still chat while groaning, talking about where the wine was the best and where the mutton was the most delicious, as if this could divert their attention.
It can also divert pain. Li Siye gradually fell into a dream in this nagging atmosphere.
The rain stopped in the middle of the night, and the weather was fine the next morning. It only took one morning to get rid of the water droplets on the grass blades.
At the foot of the hillside where they were stationed, the Tang army was cremating the remains of the soldiers who died in the battle. The felled firewood was used to set up fires one by one. The flames were rising under the scorching sun, and the air was filled with a burning smell.
The Tang army sat cross-legged in front of the fire and sang loudly and hoarsely, as a way of paying homage to the soul of Pao Ze.
"First take the twelve prefectures of Shanxi, and other elements will attack the Yamen! Looking back, the Qin fortress is as low as a horse, and gradually we can see that the Yellow River flows straight north! The power of God rolls across the Yellow River, and the people from thousands of miles away are exhausted! No one can stand across the mountain and fall.
The flowing water flows from Jiaoxi to the west as a boon..."
This was originally a high-spirited war song, but in this situation, the song revealed bursts of desolation. Li Siye sat in the tent and listened carefully, but Fujimu's face appeared in front of his eyes, as well as the fallen figure on the battlefield.
The blood-stained faces of the brothers below.
The singing stopped, but his chest was filled with many thoughts.
In the afternoon, just as Li Siye was about to move out to bask in the sun, Yan Xiaosi suddenly led a rough Sogdian man in. He crossed his hands and said, "General, I have brought a doctor for you."
He looked up and saw that the Sogdian man was holding a jar in his left hand and a poker and a soldering iron in his right hand. He didn't look like a doctor.
The man first bowed and crossed his hands towards Li Siye, then stepped forward and said: "General, please let me see your wound first."
"Wait a minute," he raised his palm to stop him: "Wait a minute, what are the things you use to treat wounds?"
"Tell me this," the Sogdian man said with a smile as he picked up the jar: "Inside are the healing mud and the fire tongs, which are used to burn wounds and prevent infection."
Li Siye asked him suspiciously: "Are you a doctor?"
"I am, but I specialize in treating injuries to horses. I have never treated injuries to humans. I think it's pretty much the same."
Li Siye shook his head. There were probably more than twenty deep and shallow wounds on his body in this battle. If he was to be burned like this, his whole body would have to be cooked.
Li Siye glared at Yan Xiaosi: "I asked you to find a doctor, but why did you call the veterinarian? Can this person be like a horse?"
Yan Xiaosi quickly waved the Sogdian away and called a man in strange clothes from outside the tent. This man was wrapped in colorful cloth and had a copper bell hanging from his waist. He held a plate with both hands.
Many chewed grass residues were still chewed in the mouth, and green juice flowed from the corners of the mouth.
Li Siye's stomach cramped, and he waved his hand and asked Yan Xiaosi: "What kind of witch doctor is this?"
Yan Xiaosi stepped forward and crossed his hands: "General, you guessed it right, this is the famous witch doctor in Talos City. The herb he chews in his mouth can heal wounds. The most amazing thing is the incantation he recited while dancing.
It can make people’s wounds heal quickly.”
Li Siye frowned and waved his hand: "Isn't there a normal doctor in Talos City? Are they all these weird guys?"
Yan Xiao Sijishou said: "The two of them are quite normal. The locals, including the Tuqishi people, all use witch doctors to treat illnesses, and they all say the results are very good."
He sighed: "You'd better call in the veterinarian just now."
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(ps: Thank you, I won’t say that I’ll choke you to death, Wang Erlanger, I’ll reward you with the red sand that blows in the wind.)