The soldiers killed the bandits, but Yang He just watched calmly. He got on the horse again, and suddenly he looked at the people.

The people were all terrified to contact Yang He's eyes. Seeing him seemingly staring at a place, he quickly dispersed, revealing two people in the middle who were a little panicked and dressed in a defeated soldier.

Minister Yang, Han Daxia and others all held the handle of the knife and stared at the same coldly.

In front of everyone, the two of them became even more at a loss.

Zhang Chugong also looked at the two of them. He seemed to be stunned. Then he came to Yang He and whispered: "My husband, these two people seem to be covered in a siege. The villain thinks that they are not the same as those bandits."

Yang He nodded, and he said loudly: "The two horse thieves were killed by you and the two of you? Why did you kill them?"

Everyone looked in surprise, and the faces of Minister Yang and others also softened a little.

The young defeated soldier covered his head and face, and his face was so dirty that he could not see his appearance. He kept instinctively holding the bird gun in his hand. At this time, he heard it, but his eyes were confused. Yes, why kill him? He subconsciously looked at the taller defeated soldier beside him.

The taller defeated soldier also held a bird gun, his face was as dirty as he could only vaguely see a bit of stubbornness and seriousness.

He said in a muffled voice: "My brothers and I are free in the wilderness, but they are surrounded by them, so they are killed."

"Xiaoyao..." Yang He smiled, "The wilderness is bitter and cold, what are the abilities of you two?"

Hu Kaiye, Zeng Youyu and others laughed. With their abilities, they could only join the team, but this person said he could be free in the wilderness. He was so arrogant and boasted.

Seeing Hu Juye and others sneer, the taller defeated soldier cast an angry look, and he stubbornly said, "A villain can shoot guns and fish, and can support himself and his brothers around him... Where there is water, he can survive."

The laughter of Hu Juye and others came to an abrupt end. They looked at the bamboo and wood tools wrapped in him. Can this person catch fish? It is indeed an amazing skill.

At this time, very few people have this ability. For refugees in the wilderness, it is better to let them catch people than to let them catch fish.

"Oh." Yang He's eyes softened a little, and he said, "Who are your two surnames and who are your surnames?"

Two young defeated soldiers looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally answered: "The villain Guan Feng, a native of Jingzhou, was once a hunter."

"The villain called Yansheng, the fisherman."

Although Zhang Chugong hoped to accept these two people, he was always cautious about taking in the defeated soldiers Yang He, which was the first seven soldiers to join the team. Except for Zhang Chugong and others, Hu, who had employment and had a meeting with Zeng, did not clearly say that they would stay.

Yang He only let the two of them get involved among the people for the time being. Although the first impression was that they were not sloppy people and the skills they possessed were also needed by the team, Yang He still had to observe and confirm that he would accept it if he felt at ease.

He was also a little curious about these two people. Guan Feng ran from Jingzhou to Pizhou, which was a bit far away.

Hu Yansheng could not hear the words of his official language, nor did he say his hometown.

However, Yang He was not interested in finding out the root of the problem. Everyone has their own story in the troubled times, so let's keep it in their hearts.

At this time, the baggage team basically cleaned the battlefield and seized a lot of piles of food, weapons, silver, groceries, and horses.

The troops and the escorts searched everywhere and finally collected twenty-five complete war horses, but some of them fled and could not be found, which made Yang He feel very sorry.

At this time, a well-trained war horse was conservatively priced at 80 taels per horse and 100 taels of silver, and had nowhere to buy it if you had money, so the advantages of the horse were too obvious.

There were twenty-six dead or seriously injured horses, and after treatment, the team had enough meat to eat.

Yang He and Jiuye hope to be cured for the remaining five slightly injured war horses.

At this time, the Ninth Master Qian Zhongyongce was on the horse, beside him was his two sons Qian Likui, Qian Lijue, and his daughter Qian Sanniang. He was fine with the seized silver goods, and all of them looked at the war horses eagerly.

Yang He pondered in his heart that he and the escort agency worked together to defeat the bandits. How to distribute the spoils later will have to discuss carefully.

He asked, "Jiu Master is going to Huai'an? What are your plans when you come back?"

Master Jiu sighed: "Mr. Qian doesn't know that the world is in chaos and the business of the escort agency is becoming more and more difficult to do."

This burly man was quite confused and the world was chaotic, so their escort agency had business. But if it was too chaotic and he always encountered such thieves along the way, his escort agency would definitely not be able to maintain it.

Just like this time, there were eight casualties in their escort agency, three more died, two escorts and one escort. The remaining injuries may vary, and some may be disabled.

Their escort agency went to 50 people, and the casualties were so great at one time. When they were beaten a few more times, their escort agency was empty.

You know, it is not easy to train bodyguards and trampers.

So when I think about it, this wardrobe leader is quite confused about the future.

...

Because there were seizures to be counted, there were even injured people, and they were not in a hurry. Yang He and Jiuye planned to stay in this official road for a while to rescue the injured.

The Yan Mansion and his group had no objection. Then what Manager Yan wanted to say, Wang Qiong'e said lightly: "It is important to rescue the injured."

He mumbled for a few words and said nothing.

Although the bandits were defeated this time, Yang He and others suffered heavy casualties.

Yan Mansion Changsui and injured two people.

At the Jiuye Escort Agency, eight casualties and three died.

The Yanghe team suffered even greater casualties, with 28 casualties, nine dead in battle, and more than a dozen minor and serious injuries remaining.

In particular, another officer died in battle, and the first-class deputy You Zhiyin of the Killer Team was appointed as the first-class deputy.

This time, he also encountered the enemy's firearm. Luo Xianjue's ignitioner and a team of soldiers were shot. They wailed shrillly. They were shot in their bodies, and there was no possibility of treatment. In the end, they could only give them a pleasure.

Looking around, there are no abandoned houses in narrow and deserted houses. There are Longtang paving rooms a few miles behind, but Yang He and others cannot go back.

Fortunately, the tents with bandits were seized last time and this time. The escort agency also brought tents and put them on the official road. The wounded arranged them in to block the biting cold wind.

Yang He got on the official road, he got off the horse, hugged his younger brother and sister Ying'er who was flying towards him, and kept warm with the two for a while, then looked at the wounded in front of him.

There was a medical scene in front of him. The team on Yanghe was carrying a big pot on the official road, and some of the used instruments were steamed and cooked in hot water. Then the wounds of each wounded were carefully disinfected and washed with soju. Finally, put on ointment and wrapped it with a clean and soft cloth tape.

The ointment is a golden sore medicine that I asked for from the escort agency.

When the escort escorts walked outside, they naturally carried golden sore medicine and sneezing wine. However, although they had good medicine, their bandaging techniques were more traditional, which was to cut out the arrows, put on ointment, and tear off the cloth belt from their bodies to tie them up.

Yang He shook his head. The chance of infection is still very high. Many generals also bandage it like this. They also have good medicine on the battlefield, but they still have high fever and die of a high fever in more than ten days.

So Yang He asked his medical team to take care of them.

Yang He saw Li Jiale limping, his body was thin, and he was shot again, but he still stuck his butt and insisted on working hard.

He was caught in an arrow on his butt, but he was bandaged and hidden behind his cloak, and he couldn't see the wound clearly.

Li Jiale told Yang He that fortunately, the bodyguards sent golden sore medicine, otherwise some injured people with severe bleeding could only apply wood ash to the wound, but the effect would definitely not be as good as the authentic ointment.

Some injured people with a knife use needle and thread to suture the wound. Li Jiale recommends using mulberry skin thread in the future, which is convenient to make and not easy to break. The medicinal properties are peaceful, clear heat and detoxify, which can better promote wound healing.

He also suggested sending some soju to those injured who had been rescued.

The injured are the most difficult to endure the first night. With strong alcohol and anesthesia, they can better help them recover their energy.

Yang He nodded. It was good to have an authentic doctor. Although he was just an apprentice, he also understood the professional principles here.

Seeing many women busy, sorting out equipment and cleaning wounds, Li Jiale was professionally treated and organized.

Yang He was satisfied and thought that in the future, he could form a professional nursing and medical system.

The Jiuye, the corpses and the Yan Mansion next to him were all watching curiously, and everything in front of them made them feel very fresh.

This is the first time I have seen such meticulous treatment, which makes them feel very moved. Is this still a refugee team? I am afraid that it is not seen in many battalions.

Wang Qiong'e stood by the carriage and watched, thinking.

Of course, there is a lack of embarrassment. The medical team has taken care of the bodyguards. Although they are all middle-aged women, men and women are not allowed to get along with each other. The collision between men and women is enough to make the bodyguards blush and feel quite uneasy.

It was okay that Zhao Zhongju and Zhang Yune spoke softly, but Sun Zhaodi scolded angrily: "You man, why are you moving? Have you never seen a woman? Or is your wife's hole moldy?"

Her husband Yan Dezheng was counted and seized under the official road. He pretended that he didn't hear it. Everyone around him opened their mouths and then whispered in a low voice.

Wang Dian'er covered her face shyly, and Wang Qiong'e smiled, looking at Sun Zhaodi, showing an admiration.

Manager Yan's face was full of shock, and he was also watching curiously. He looked at Sun Zhaodi. At this time, he suddenly said, "Mr. Yang took care of the injured woman with a woman, isn't he afraid of people's words?"

Yang He said lightly: "Who dares to gossip? Come to me, I will smash his mouth."

Manager Yan was suffocated, and the people around him were laughing.

The people were watching not far away, and they were all surprised and curious, and many people's eyes were filled with hope.

Yang He plans to earn the money from these people who are being threatened, so they are not allowed to watch.

The two young defeated soldiers in the inner world, Guan Feng and Hu Yansheng, were also caught between the crowd. Seeing that Mr. Yang was so careful about the injured, and did not leave anyone behind, there was also a light on their confused faces.

They looked around and were curious about everything. This team gave them a unique feeling.

Yang He watched in each tent. After the wounded were taken care of, he placed them in the tent. Yang He looked at them one by one to comfort the wounded and promised not to give up anyone.

When he came to a tent, he struggled to get up and shouted: "Mr....Mr. Yang..."

Yang He looked at it and it was the wilderness refugee. He had a knife wound on his back, so he lay down and saw Yang He coming and struggled to get up.

Yang He signaled that he didn't have to get up, and said gently: "Who is your surname and who is your surname?"

However, the wilderness refugee struggled to get up. Regardless of the injuries on his back, he suddenly pushed the golden mountain and turned the jade pillar, knelt on the ground, and whimpered: "Zhang Songtao, Suzhou, I have met my husband..."

He choked up and told his origin. He was from Zhangjiazhuang, Suzhou. He had studied since childhood, but the world was difficult and chaotic, so he never passed the exam.

Two years ago, a group of bandits broke through the village, and the village was destroyed. More than 150 men, women, young and old all died in the bandit disaster. However, Zhang Songtao has loved to use sticks since he was a child. He escaped with six young and strong people in the village, and since then he was wandering between the Suzhou countryside.

In the past two years, they have wandered around and struggled to survive. Their partners around them died one by one, and even one by one was deceived and chopped into food by a group of refugees.

The continuous misfortunes, tragic encounters, the departure of family members, the death of brothers, and especially the tragic situation of cannibalism, Zhang Songtao was in pain, but it did not defeat his will. The two years of exile life greatly trained his ability to survive.

He vowed to survive!
To be continued...