Starting from the Western Han Dynasty

Chapter 29 Save People Before Killing

"In the 14th year of Emperor Xiaowen of the Han Dynasty, 14 Xiongnu Chanyu rode into Chao and Xiaoguan. They killed the northern captain Yan and captured a lot of people's livestock. They then went to Pengyang. They sent a strange army to burn it back to the central palace and waited to ride to Yongganquan. .”

This is a passage recorded in the original text of Historical Records.

Li Huan thought about it in his mind and could only imagine that during the Han Dynasty Emperor Wen's time, the Huns' scout army plundered near Ganquan Palace.

But now is the era of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty!

So where did these Huns come from?
Everyone jumped on their horses and gave chase, but these Huns soldiers seemed to have escaped from the ground and flew into the sky in an instant, and disappeared.

"Junhou, there is a person alive over there!"

A soldier shouted!
Among the dead bodies everywhere, a seven or eight-year-old child's face was covered in blood. There was an arrow stuck in his left shoulder, and he was holding a dagger tightly in his hand.

After seeing someone riding a horse, he even wanted to wave a dagger, but he lost too much blood and his little face was horribly pale. He just raised his hand and then dropped it weakly.

When Sima Qian saw it, he immediately jumped off his horse and said, "Tingwei's child, do you still recognize me?"

The boy glanced at Sima Qian, his dry and white lips trembled, and then he fainted.

"Zhang Tang's son?" Li Huan also jumped off the horse.

Huo Qubing and Li Gan also reined in their horses and came over.

Li Gan came forward, looked at Zongzi who was held in Sima Qian's arms, shook his head, and said with great regret: "I went fishing with him last month... He was injured like this, and he lost so much blood, he can't survive .”

Li Huan checked it over calmly and thought: "If he is still alive, take him back immediately and I will stop his bleeding and save his life!"

"Junhou, can we really save him?" Li Gan looked at Li Huan expectantly.

Li Huan nodded: "You have forgotten, I know the art of Qihuang!"

"Then shall we still chase?"

"No need to chase." Li Huan glanced from a distance: "When the smoke starts to burn, the army will take action immediately, but..."

He still finds it too strange, where did these Huns come from?
"Look around for those who are still alive. Carry them all back."

Li Huan didn't want to see this seven or eight-year-old child die like this. It didn't matter whether he was the son of Tingwei Zhang Tang or not.

After hastily burning a handful of plant ashes to stop the bleeding, Zhang Tang was carried to the half-built Anyang Marquis Mansion.

Along with this, 23 people were carried back.

It's just that among these people, except for Zhang Tang Zhizi, they are all followers of the noble heirs.

Li Huan cut open the blood-stained clothes and looked at the ferocious arrows exposed on the child's back. He first broke the arrow feathers on his chest. After thinking for a moment, he asked Li Gan and Sima Qian beside him to burn the small daggers red.

He himself took the tweezers and clamped the arrow protruding from Zhizi's back tightly, preparing to pull out the arrow left in Zhizi's body.

Although the burning dagger can burn the wound to stop the bleeding, Li Huan cannot guarantee 100% whether it will cause massive bleeding in the body. He can only hope that the child will be lucky and have a good life.

Within a few breaths, everything was ready. Li Huan used his eyes to signal Li Gan to hold the unconscious Zongzi steadily.

Li Gan was sweating profusely, his hands were shaking so much that he was a little unsteady.

The childish boy in front of him was his best friend, but now he couldn't stay calm.

Li Huan had no choice but to let Huo Qubing, who was sitting outside, come in.

Huo Qubing glanced at Li Gan, who was sweating profusely, with a ferocious look in his eyes, but knowing that this was the critical moment to save people, he did not say a word and clamped Zhizi with his thick arms. Li Huan counted down three:

"one two Three!"

The arrow remaining on Zongzi's shoulder caused a string of blood to splash across Li Huan's face.

"what--"

The unconscious child let out a heartbreaking scream of pain, and his whole body suddenly twitched rapidly.Huo Qubing snorted and took control of Zhizi in an instant.

Li Huan was shocked: "Don't use too much force, you may squeeze him to death!"

Huo Qubing relaxed his arms slightly, and the semi-conscious child twitched for a moment like an epileptic seizure, and became completely silent.

Looking at the back that was bleeding like a small spring, Li Huan calmly and orderly picked up the red-hot dagger and pressed it on the bloody back to burn it.

"Chi Chi--"

The blood was burnt, the smoke rose, and the strange smell of roasting mixed with the smell of blood filled everyone's nostrils, but the blood stopped immediately.

Zhizi seemed to be dead at this moment, and did not move as he allowed Li Huan to burn the wound to stop the bleeding.

There was sweat on Huo Qubing's forehead, and he was afraid that he would squeeze this little brother to death with too much force.

But fortunately, this simple operation was quite successful...

Li Huan immediately turned to look at Li Gan, who was in tears: "The roots I picked up from the wasteland a few days ago are drying on the high platform. The ones in the dustpan on the far left, hurry up and bring them over!"

Li Gan nodded his head and rolled out of the room like the wind.

What Li Huan was talking about was the wild Panax notoginseng found in the wasteland. He used to use this stuff to make wine, so he knew the efficacy of this stuff very well.

But I didn't expect that some Chinese medicine randomly picked up from the wasteland would actually come in handy.

The crushed panax notoginseng was applied directly to the wounds on Zhizi's front and back shoulders, and wrapped with clean gauze.

Huo Qubing also walked out of the room a little tired now.

Li Huan kept moving his hands, ready to go to the room where those people were brought back.

"Master, the Han army has arrived, and the captain wants to see you! There are also the sons of the prime minister among those noble heirs, and they also want to see you."

When Cuihua saw Li Huan coming out, she immediately came forward to greet him. However, looking at Li Huan's bloody hands and fair face, she was instantly a little scared.

"Master, I will bring you some water to wash you..."

"Don't worry." Li Huan pointed to the house below where the other 23 seriously injured people were housed: "Let the school captain come to see me, and the prime minister's son told him to wait in peace."

It's not like the Prime Minister is here. Even if the Prime Minister is here, he can still look at his mood.

Before he went downstairs, he glanced at Cuihua again, whose eyes showed fear: "You stay here with Qu Bing, don't go down."

Cuihua responded hurriedly.

The captain of the city gate school rushed to Li Huan and knelt down on one knee: "The general is late to protect you, please punish me!"

Li Huan lowered his head and used tweezers to remove the arrow from the lower abdomen of the man next to him. Just like before, he used a red-hot dagger to scorch the wound to stop the bleeding. Then he turned to look at the worried-looking Chengmen Colonel next to him. :

"What about the Huns?"

"The chariot general led his troops to besiege and kill."

Li Huan turned around and looked at another servant who had three arrows shot in his back, and frowned.

The arrow hit the man's left kidney. Even if the man could still struggle and moan in pain and call for help, there was definitely no way he could be saved.

"Get up, it happened suddenly, no one can blame it."

Li Huan sighed.

The captain of the city gate breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you know where the Huns came from? How did they get past my big Han's border army and appear here?"

(End of this chapter)