Back to Daqin to be Emperor

Chapter 75
But how could those four people let Fusu leave? The purpose of this trip was to get Fusu's head. Therefore, it was impossible for Jane's goal to be realized from the very beginning.

After Jane separated Fusu from the battle circle, two of them ignored Jane at all, while the other two had already entangled Fusu.

The calculation of these four people is very clear, as long as there is a delay, the servant next to Fusu can be killed. At that time, the four of them can besiege Fusu together. No matter how powerful Fusu is, he can't escape One dies.

The only thing that surprised them was Fusu and Jane's force. They thought killing these two would be easy, but they also felt that the four of them did not need to act together.

But after the action, he secretly sighed in his heart that he obeyed Zhao Gao's order. If two or three people acted, maybe Fusu would have escaped.

Just when the four of them thought that Fusu would surely die today, a sword scabbard was suddenly thrown at them, and immediately after that, a sword light flashed across.

In an instant, one of the four dead soldiers spurted blood from his neck and fell to the ground dead.

The shortness of this process took everyone by surprise.

Fusu looked closely, and saw a man in brown clothes and holding a sharp sword appearing in front of him.

"It's the Mo family!!!"

Fusu was both surprised and delighted, he didn't expect that there would be a Mohist disciple here to help.

"My lord, rest here for a while, and I'll talk about it after I've dealt with the remaining three people." Mo Zhe, standing in front of Fusu, spoke with strong confidence.

Fusu was a little worried about this Mohist at first, after all, one against three, but as soon as they fought, Fusu knew that his worries were completely unnecessary.

Professor Mo Chu's own sword moves, in the hands of that Mo Zhe, have reached the point of perfection, but in the blink of an eye, that Mo Zhe has already dealt with the two dead men, and it is only time for the remaining one dead man The problem.

"Keep alive." Fusu called out.

The Mohist immediately understood Fusu's meaning, immediately cut off the tendons of the remaining dead man, and brought him to Fusu.

"Mo Zhe Ziyu pays homage to the young master." Mo Zhe bowed.

"There is no need to be polite, if Ziyu hadn't rescued him today, Fusu would have died here." After helping Ziyu up, Fusu didn't greet Ziyu again.

Instead, he went straight to the dead man lying on the ground, Fusu's eyes glowed coldly, and he asked, "Who sent you here?"

Seeing the mocking look in the dead man's eyes, Fusu seemed to realize something, and hastily opened the dead man's mouth, but it was too late, the dead man had already spit out black blood from his mouth.

"You really see death as your home!" Fusu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his whole body was full of murderous aura.

"Masters of Xianyang, wait for me, I will settle this account with you sooner or later." Looking in the direction of Xianyang, Fusu swore secretly in his heart.

If the Mo family hadn't arrived in time this time, he and Uncle Jian would really be buried in the mountains.

But in Xianyang, there are only a few who can do it, and among them, Zhao Gao is the most suspected.Fusu didn't feel annoyed that he didn't ask who was behind the scenes.

Anyway, when you pull out the list at the end, don't even think about running away. Does it matter who is in charge?

Fusu glanced back, and suddenly found that Uncle Jian had fallen on the ground, and ran over in a hurry, Ziyu checked Jane's wound, and said with a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the young master gave him a simple bandage earlier, now, but It's a sign of excessive blood loss."

"Follow me." Ziyu immediately led the way.

Carrying Uncle Jian on his back, Fusu followed Ziyu closely.

After walking like this for about half an hour, Fusu saw a cottage in front of him.

"This is the permanent residence of Mohist disciples. The villagers are very familiar with my Mohist disciples. There will be nothing wrong here." Ziyu briefly introduced the situation of the village.

"Uncle Yang, hurry up and ask Uncle Yan, someone here is injured." Seeing the man standing alone at the entrance of the village, Ziyu immediately called out.

Seeing the person behind Fusu's back, that person ran towards the village without delay.

Putting Uncle Jian on the bed, seeing Uncle Jian's pale face, Fusu was worried.In ancient times, with such poor medical conditions, Uncle Jian suffered such serious injuries, can he still be saved?
Yan Bo checked Jane's injuries, and said: "Take out the arrow and rest for a while, it should be fine."

After speaking, Yan Bo took out a small blade from the medicine box, and was about to cut it when Fusu stopped him.

"Uncle Yan, I think that the blade should be roasted on the fire for a while, and the wound should be washed with wine. Only in this way can the risk of infection be reduced."

Fusu also knew that people at this time lacked knowledge about medical care, so he didn't blame Uncle Yan.According to Ziyu, this Yan Bo can be regarded as an old military doctor.

He has saved many people on the battlefield, so he is quite experienced.If it was normal, Fusu would definitely not speak out, just because, after all, it was Yan Bo who was healing the wounded, and his own talkativeness would make people dislike him.

However, Uncle Jian is different to him, he is called master and servant, but Fusu has already regarded Uncle Jian as his relative, this time, if Uncle Jian didn't save him, his little life would have been lost long ago.

Therefore, at this moment, Fusu didn't care about offending others.

Yan Bo glanced at Fu Su in a little surprise, it seemed that what the young man said had some truth!

In the past, those people who he treated by himself could only survive [-]% of the time. Many of them had festered wounds. In the end, those who he treated by themselves could only die in pain. This may be the wound infection that this young man said.

Although he didn't understand some of the things the young man said, Yan Bo guessed the meaning of Fusu's words.

Immediately ordered someone to bring a brazier and a jar of wine over, and when the knife was burning slightly red, he used wine to clean the wound on the sword's right arm, and finally, he lowered the knife to kill the arrowhead that was sunk inside. gouged out.

Finally, the wound was bandaged.

Fusu knew that it was not easy to achieve this step, and he could only do his best and obey the destiny.

After working for a long time, beads of sweat ooze from Yan Bo's face. Seeing this, Fusu planned to take out some gold and silver from his bag as a thank you, but Ziyu's eyes stopped him.

After Uncle Yan left, Ziyu told Fusu that Uncle Yan's title would not be changed, and that he was already in the fourth rank in Daqin. Although he was not very rich, he still had no worries about food and clothing.Therefore, after Yan Bo returned to his hometown, he would teach the young children in the village to read and write, or he would treat the villagers, but he did not accept money.

(End of this chapter)