Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 89 Take His Head Back (Supplements 20, 120)

In the early morning, a round of red sun rises slowly.

The sun after the rain is extraordinarily brilliant. In the mountain temple in Zhongyang Town, the bewitching blood has already merged with the entire ground. The smell of blood is strong, and the bright sunlight shines on it, making people feel a chill.

"we won!"

"Survived!"

"I feel like my whole body has collapsed!"

"I thought I was going to die, but I survived after all!"

In the battlefield of the mountain temple, the civilian husbands are venting the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

This battle is dangerous.

They should have been annihilated, but they did not expect to usher in a big reversal.

"Everyone, the wounded should bandage their wounds, and the others should immediately clean up the battlefield!"

Mu Jing's tall and straight body stood in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, his face was quite ferocious, his aura of pride was always maintained, and his voice was bleak.

"promise!"

Everyone was awe-inspiring and quickly took orders.

"How are you?" Zhang Ning grabbed Mu Jing with sharp eyes and quick hands.

"It's exhausted!"

Mu Jing touched the blood on his body, and said weakly.

"sit down!"

Zhang Ning brought a medicine box with some white cloth and some Chinese herbal medicines on it.

She gently removed the armor from Mu Jing's body.

"You almost died!" Zhang Ning looked at the scars on Mu Jing's body and said quietly.

"I can't die!"

Mu Jing showed a smile of the rest of his life: "The goddess of victory is always looking after me, isn't she?"

In the battle last night, he was extremely vicious and his cultivation base was too low. He barely fought against a second-rate general. He couldn't even block ten moves. The armor on his body was torn apart by Fang Hao's knife. A deep bone-deep scar, almost fatal.

"Spoof, the goddess of victory can't see you, now I am your goddess!"

However, Zhang Ning's holy hand is still good. After the bleeding was stopped and the medicine was applied, it was bandaged up, and then he said coldly, the one who is close to the vermilion is red, the one who is close to the ink is black. Rhythm up.

"Thank you!"

"Need not!"

Zhang Ning tied a beautiful bow on his bandage, and said calmly.

"I was talking about just now!" Mu Jing said seriously: "I will remember the grace of saving my life in my heart!"

If Zhang Ning hadn't blocked the knife, he might have died from the knife.

Regarding Zhang Ning's martial arts, he also has some guesses in his mind. As expected of the Holy Maiden of Peace, a girl under the age of 15 has already reached the peak of her inner strength, which is too terrifying. Lei Hu is probably not as good as one or two.

"You saved me once!" Zhang Ning packed up the medical box and walked to some wounded soldiers beside him.

"It is indeed a goddess!"

Mujing looked at her back, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and there was a hint of a unique smile.

"Less master!"

Lei Hu was also injured. There was a puncture scar on his abdomen, but his physique was much stronger than Mu Jing's, and it didn't go through his abdomen. To him, this injury was not serious. He walked over and said, "It has been counted. The number of casualties is up, 31 county soldiers were killed, 210 two civilian husbands were killed, and seven students from our Wubeitang were also killed, including Fang Hong, and Zhang Shi and others were also seriously injured!"

Nearly 400 of their food transportation team of less than 250 people died in battle, which is equivalent to more than half of them died in battle.

"Crack!"

Mujing's fists were clenched tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands were grimly exposed.

"All casualties will be registered in the register. When I return to Wuyin, I will make up for them one by one!" Mu Jing said, "It's June, early summer, and it's not suitable for corpses to stay for a long time. Someone will dig a hole in the back mountain of the mountain temple and bury them all." Already!"

He wanted to burn it, but in this day and age, burning a corpse is disrespectful.

"No!" Lei Hu nodded.

Mu Jing was silent for a while, then continued to speak, and said coldly: "How is our victory?"

If there is battle damage, there will naturally be battle results.

In any case, the battle was won.

"Beheaded 180 enemy troops and captured 120. The other soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army escaped in the night rain. We were already at the end of our strength and could not pursue!" Lei Hu said: "However, several of their main generals were all beheaded. Well, the leader of the two, one was beheaded, and the other was captured with my arm cut off!"

"Who is the general?"

"The name is Gong Chong, and there is no interrogation yet!"

"Gong Chong?" Mu Jing sneered: "Hehehe, it seems that he is probably from Gongdu!"

The Yellow Turban Army, the nearest one is Qushuai Gongdu of Shangcai Gepo, entered Nanyang from Shangcai, and after taking a detour, they can avoid the main force of Wufang's Nanyang army and come by a detour.

"How did they know that we transported food through this place?" Lei Hu didn't quite understand.

"It's not necessarily an ambush, it's more of a coincidence!"

Mu Jing thought for a while, and said coldly: "If it's an ambush, they don't need to go to such trouble, they can just pretend to be the people of Zhongyang Town, let us fall into the trap without any defense, then we will fall into the trap, and we will definitely die!"

"I see!"

Lei Hu heaved a sigh of relief, and then said: "By the way, Young Master, the warriors who came to help us just now are young and strong from Zhongyang Town. Most of them are hunters, brave and good at fighting. If it weren't for them, I'm afraid even if we can get out, the food and grass will be lost." All lost!"

"Where are they?" Mu Jing's eyes brightened.

This battle was won very suddenly. Even if the main general was beheaded, they would definitely be defeated. At most, they could only abandon food and grass to break out of the siege. Unexpectedly, a reinforcement came at the critical moment, and they suddenly reversed the situation of the battle.

"They were staring at the captured Yellow Turban soldiers outside the temple!"

"I gonna go see!"

Mujing held his breath and barely stood up, but his body was in a trance.

"Young master, I will help you!"

Lei Hu hurried forward, supported Mu Jing, and said as he walked, "Young Master, your injury is not serious, why not go back to Wuyin to heal your injuries first, it's too dangerous to go to the battlefield!"

"I'm leaving, who will escort the food and grass?"

"me!"

"The casualties are heavy now, and the number of survivors is not average. People's hearts are already in chaos. If I leave now, this team may collapse immediately!" Mu Jing shook his head. Lei Hu is a fierce general, but he might Live in people's hearts.

With the help of Lei Hu, he walked out of the mountain temple, looked up, and saw dozens of young men dressed as hunters guarding more than a hundred yellow scarves. It was because of these young men that he turned defeat into victory and won the battle. World War I.

"In Xia Mujing, who is the strong man?"

Mu Jing came up and asked.

"Mountain villagers, Huo Yu, this is my cousin Huo Shao, they are all hunters from Zhongyang Town!"

Huo Yu, a middle-aged scholar, stepped forward, pointed at the strong man beside him, and everyone behind him, and then cupped his hands and said, "I didn't expect to see the famous shopkeeper of Jingping Commercial Company here. It's an honor!"

Of the villagers in Zhongyang Town, he is the only one who is good at talking.

"You know me?" Mu Jing narrowed his eyes slightly upon hearing this.

"The price of Wuyin was chaotic a few days ago, so I happened to be in Wuyin, so I heard about it!" Huo Yu said respectfully.

He is a scholar, and some classmates in Wuyin know a lot about Wuyin. He not only knows that Mujing is the big shopkeeper of Jingping Trading Company, but also knows that Mujing is Zhang Chuan, Wei of Wuyin County, who used to be the number one bandit in Nanyang. Mushan's only son.

"I see!"

Mu Jing took a deep breath, looked at Huo Yu meaningfully in his eyes, and then said sincerely: "I thank you for saving all of us at the critical moment. Thank you for your kindness. Today I brought disaster to Zhongyang. This is my fault, and I am willing to make my compensation..."

"Need not!"

"It's just a little effort!"

"You're welcome!"

Huo Yu and the others quickly pushed their hands. Although they were a little moved, they were more afraid of the official.

"Everyone is polite, I will record this kindness, and I will repay it in the future!"

Mu Jing's eyes looked at this group of simple hunters, they sparkled, and with an idea, he cupped his hands and said, "I have another unfeeling favor!"

"Please say!"

Huo Yu said.

"Two-thirds of my grain transporters were injured and were unable to deliver grain and grass, but the army of bandits in front continued to supply grain and grass. Please help me to send grain and grass to Runan!"

Mu Jing said in a deep voice: "I am willing to take out one-third of the food and grass as a reward, to repay you all!"

The grain and grass he transported this time was enough for 500 shi, and one-third was [-] shi. This was an inestimable wealth for Zhongyang Town, after all, there were only less than [-] people in Zhongyang Town.

"This... can I discuss it with the elders?" Huo Yu was a little moved, but he calmed down and said in a low voice.

"Of course!"

Mu Jing nodded, he smiled confidently, food is a hard currency in troubled times, and there must be brave men under heavy rewards, he did not believe that these hunters would not be tempted.

Huo Yu and Huo Shao asked their hunters to look after the captives, and they returned to their ancestral home to discuss with the patriarch and the others.

"Young master, where are these prisoners?" Lei Hu's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"captive?"

Mu Jing glanced over, squatting down one by one, listless, the leader among them was the chief general Gong Chong, one hand had been severed, his body was covered in blood, his face was pale, and several guards around him were helping him stop the bleeding.

"Sword!" Mu Jing said.

"exist!"

One handed him a sword.

Holding the sword, Mu Jing broke free from Lei Hu's support, walked over, and put the sword across Gong Chong's head: "Who are you?"

"Let go of Shuai Shaoqu!"

Several loyal soldiers became excited.

"Give me peace of mind, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Behind Mu Jing, Lei Hu went up to meet him, with a big knife in his hand, he slapped several people out.

"My uncle is the commander-in-chief of Huangjinqu, Gongdu. You are sensible and obediently let me go, or my uncle will lead his troops to crush your place!" Although Gong Chong had a broken arm, he was as arrogant as ever. No fear, said coldly.

"Hehehe!"

Mu Jing looked up to the sky and laughed, and there was a chill in the laughter that made people tremble: "I forgot to tell you, my name is Mu Jing, remember me in the next life!"

After speaking, he slashed with his sword.

A head was beheaded, and the blood spattered three feet high.

Gong Chong's eyes were still wide open until he died, he couldn't believe that Mu Jing actually killed him.

"Young Qu is so handsome?"

"I kill you!"

A few loyal yellow scarf soldiers stared at Mujing with righteous indignation.

"You are all free!"

Mujing put away his sword, and said calmly: "I'll let you go back, take his head back, and tell your Shuai Gongdu that I, Nanyang Mujing, killed his nephew and let him wash his neck clean. , the next one will be about him!"

With that said, Mu Jing withdrew all the hunters guarding the captives and retreated into the mountain temple.

"This is to let us go!"

"Shao Qu is so handsome, but he let us go!"

"Qu Shuai will definitely not let us go, what shall we do?"

These yellow turban soldiers were a little angry. After anger, there was fear, and after fear, there was more confusion.

"Young master, we just let them go like this?"

In the mountain temple, Lei Hu asked incomprehensibly.

"We still have to transport food and grass, so we don't have time to take care of them. We either kill them or let them go. If we kill them all, it would be a crime. After all, they are all Yellow Turban soldiers. Most of them are ordinary people who can't survive. If you come out of one branch, you can't kill too many evils!"

Mu Jing said indifferently.

"But it's not too cheap to let them go!"

"Ha ha!"

Mu Jing sneered: "Not necessarily, Gong Chong is Gong Du's nephew, now that Gong Chong is dead, they just don't do enough to protect the Lord, do you think he dares to go back, even if he dares, a few people will go back, they are no longer to worry about! "

In this era, the master humiliated his servants to death, and all the masters and generals died. If these people go back, most of them will die together.

　I started uploading on the [-]rd of last month, and now "Dragon Map" has been stored for almost two months. I am lazy and have a lot of things, so there are many shortages, and there are no delays. , a total of twenty supplements.

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