Chapter 0016 Remuniting the Army

The northern village finally calmed down, and the villagers who had escaped the disaster came out of their hiding place and looked blankly at the miserable situation around them.

The air is filled with smoke and dust, mixed with a special roasting smell, which makes people shudder. The originally brilliant afternoon sunshine seemed to have taken away the heat by the smoke and turned into a cold light. Gradually, large and small crying began to sound everywhere, covering the whole village with a sad and miserable atmosphere.

On the threshing field, those Dahua women who escaped from death cried with joy, but then turned into heartbreaking cries, because many of their close relatives lay aside, stacked together, unable to distinguish between you and me. Blood formed a blood depression, which converged and gradually penetrated into the compact ground of the valley field. The enemy situation has been resolved. After asking for instructions, Xing Tianhu's men came forward to help these weak women remove the bodies. From time to time, someone recognized their relatives and rushed up with a sad and tearful grief.

After the body was removed, there were several carcasses of the morants, which was the result of dozens of unarmed people fighting for their lives. The bodies of the tari were left aside, near the slope. Here, dozens of the corpses of the tended corpses were also randomly discarded together. This is the body of the murderer who caused the disaster, the invader, the abominable foreign Tah, and no one cares about their bodies. It was not until later that people shodged them in this soil slope because of the stench, and this soil slope was also named "Burial Slope", also known as "Weiwu Mountain". As for why someone specially named this slope, it has something to do with Zhuo extraordinary. This is a later story, let's not mention it for the time being.

Whether it is the corpse of the charla buried hastily or the carefully buried Dahua people, in the end, they all turned into mud and returned everything to the earth and gave birth to new life again.

The Dahua Sergeant and the people here were busy together, but Zhuo Fan noticed the Han man in Hufu and couldn't help looking at it carefully. At this glance, I found that the man was not very old. I guess he was no more than a few years older than me. His old clothes and freshly appeared temples made him look old, and those young and bright eyes betrayed his real age.

The man did not come forward to help. Presumably, there were no relatives in it. He sat aside silently, with deep bone marrow-like sadness in his eyes, quietly looking at the corpses all over the ground and the grieving people beside each corpse. Zhuo Fan became more and more curious. What made him curious was that although this man was vulgar and mediocre, the brilliance in his eyes was not found by ordinary people who only knew how to deal with loess copper plates and only care about three meals a day. Moreover, the tightly entangled hands were actually white and smooth. If it hadn't been determined that this man was a man through the Adam's knot and voice, Zhuo Fan would even doubt whether this man was a woman disguised as a man. This kind of hand is definitely not a hand holding a hoe and plough, nor a hand waving a whip and grazing, but a pen and ink.

At this time, more people came from the village one after another. The village was very large, and it was estimated that there were 1,000 people. When Zhuo Fan and others appeared in time, most of the people must have been saved.

The bearded man sighed secretly and got up to leave by himself.

"This brother, stay." Zhuo Bufan hurriedly shouted, and Zhou Tong and Xing Tianhu followed closely and stopped the man from going.

The man in Hufu was stunned, and then saw Zhuo Fan and Xing Tianhu and others behind him. He quickly bowed and said, "I've seen the general, I don't know what you are calling?"

Zhuo Fan felt that this person was indeed a little unusual. Although he was respectful, he never saw the fear of a big man in his eyes. His tone was natural, or he was neither humble nor arrogant.

"General, I'm extraordinary and don't like these fake politeness. I just saw that my brother seems to know the Tatar language. I'm just a little curious."

The man was stunned again and couldn't help looking up at Zhuo extraordinary again. Obviously, he was also a little curious about this strange young general.

"It turned out that General Zhuo was born in Li Weisheng, a pawn in the market. He usually does some small business with grassland herdsmen, so he knows some nonsense. This is the common language from Guanwai grassland to Liaodong. During this time, many people will have a few words, and the general laughed."

Zhuo Fan smiled secretly. The pawns in the market are all like you. Who can beat Dahua? This person must be a little strange.

Zhuo Fan here pulled Li Weisheng's cliché, but this man was cautious. Although he knew that he could not escape the eyes and ears of people, he would never admit that he was special and insisted that he was a small buyer and seller. It's really the taste of not saying anything.

Zhuo Fan is not annoyed. Since we can't ask, let's ask slowly. If you don't understand, I won't let you go.

At present, Zhuo Fan immediately recruited Li Weisheng to accompany him on the grounds of the need for translation, which made Li Weisheng cry or laugh. Just as he was about to shirk, he saw Zhou Tong's eyes, who had been impatient for a long time, swallowed back the words. For these real literati, barbarians like Lao Zhou are easy to use, and Zhuo extraordinary also smiles secretly.

The people collected the bodies of their relatives and extinguished several fires in the village with the help of Dahua soldiers. An hour had passed, and Zhuo Fan suddenly felt unbearable hunger.

From early in the morning to now, the rice has not been entered. At this time, it was already afternoon. The outdated cooking smoke gradually ignited in the village, and the extraordinary stomach also cooed. I was in a hurry, and there was no dry food or anything like that. It seems that we still need to find a way to get some dry food in this village. Just wait for the brigade here. Moreover, according to the previous impression of the view of the map, there are continuous mountains to the north. The three rivers should be due north. The tartars are now heading west along the mountains and then turning north. If they want to take a shortcut to block the tatars, they should You have to go up the mountain from here, and you still need to explore these.

But at this time, a group of people came out of the village. Wearing a satin robe, a standard squire-like thin old man greeted him extraordinary surrounded by a group of people who were almost dressed up.

"The old man in Changpo Village has met the general with his neighbors. I am Dahua Shenwei, Shenglongwei, and I wish my Dahua people to be well-preserved today. Long live the emperor~" The old man simply shouted with all his strength.

Zhuo Bufan was shocked and worried that the old man would not burp in one breath. When I saw everyone kneeling and shouting long live under the leadership of the old man, I felt a little disgusted. Damn, it's none of the emperor's business. I saved you. Yan Lilao took the lead, and everyone had to kneel down, otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the emperor. Zhou Tong and Xing Tianhu were about to do this, but when they saw Zhuo Fan curling his lips and motionless, they gave up. Naturally, the soldiers also regarded him as if they hadn't heard it. Li Weisheng, who was beside him, saw this scene, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help looking at Zhuobufan a few more times.

When the old man kowtowed and got up, Zhuo Fan patted his knee. Zhou Tong and others also acted like them and were secretly funny.

The old man smiled and waved his hand tremblingly. At that moment, a man who looked like a family took two large plates covered with red silk cloth.

"The general worked hard, and the villain prepared a small gift on behalf of the squire. If you don't respect him, you won't respect him."

Take away the red silk, and the grained silver of white flowers. I'm afraid there are 400 taels in two plates. In this rural land, it is quite a large amount.

Zhuo Fan was stunned. Why was there still silver? Xing Tianhu next to him looked at it and quickly explained quietly. It turns out that over the years, there has been frequent civil strife and the frequent mobilization of soldiers and horses, which has formed an unwritten rule. Wherever the army goes, all villages and towns will automatically offer generous gifts, which is called "reward military silver", which means that these are all the people who know that the soldiers work hard and fight for us. We are sorry and smash the pot. If you sell iron, you will also be shameless to reward all the soldiers and brothers. As for whether the common people really think so, it is unknown. Anyway, if there is no money, they will replace it with cattle and sheep. There is nothing. I don't know if our brother bled and fought for you, then I'm sorry. If it's not, there were people and bandits looted that night, so that you can remember more.

Zhuo Bufan suddenly realized that he was happy to accept it now. Grandma's, don't take it for nothing. This time, he tasted the flower wine from all over the way out of the customs, and it really cost a lot. Otherwise, he would not even borrow Zhou Tong's silver. Seeing that Zhuo Fan received the silver two very happily, all the squires were also happy and happy at the moment. However, Li Weisheng next to him looked dim, and the crows in the world were as black. In the end, these "military silver" did not come out of the sheep.

"General has worked hard. I have some drinks to treat the general. It's a great honor to ask the general to give him a good look."

Okay, whatever you want, not to mention anything else, these squires and rich people are proficient and natural about these flattery, and can really serve you comfortably.

Zhuo Fan scratched his forehead and smiled shyly, "However, there are a lot of us, this..."

Yan Li was stunned and looked around. He saw only more than 200 people. He gritted his teeth and said, "Not much, not much. Let's go together. The generals worked so hard for me. A glass of water and wine is nothing. No matter how many people there are, I have enough money, wine and meat." After saying that, the old man coughed violently. Although more than 20 tables of wine and dishes are nothing, it still makes him quite painful. Although I can get it back from those mud legs, now I always take money out of my pockets and feel distressed.

"Is it really enough? No matter how many people there are?" Zhuo Fan smiled secretly.

"That's natural, general, please!" Yan Shoucai finally suppressed his cough and pretended to be generous and said loudly.

There are indeed not many more than 200 people, and the house of the strict wealth family is indeed large enough, and the banquet is placed in the yard. Zhuo Fan, Zhou Tong, Xing Tianhu and other officers sat in the main hall of the lobby accompanied by the gentry. There were faint residues of wine on the ground, and there seemed to be the mutton of the Guanwai grassland in the air.

Beyond the high wall, there are faint mournings from time to time, but inside the wall is full of seats. Zhuo Fan sat at the table and picked up a glass of water wine. Suddenly, he thought whether the yellow robe would also sit here just now, holding wine and listening to the sound of looting and killing outside.