"Eh——! Eh——!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhh-!"

The cheers of the team members were a little louder than just now.

Next, as if playing some strange game, "Tiger" and "Dog" turned their heads at the same time with great tacit understanding, looking at the same direction and the same person.

Feeling the oppressive gaze of the two people...especially Mizushima Rensaburo, Qingto's lips twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved in a helpless arc.

He was almost exhausted and lay down, he really didn't want to yell anymore.

It's just that... Qingdeng doesn't resist a little more force on his body right now.

Qingden steeled himself, gathering the last bit of strength and spirit left in his body on his right arm that was holding the knife, and on his throat and between his lips and teeth.

Then--

"Eh——! Eh——!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh-!"

Dog, tiger, king take turns to win...

A joyful picture.

An exciting scene!

The cheers that seemed to shatter the mountains shook the sky! It lasted for a long time!

…

…

That night--

Daohe Village is immersed in a sea of ​​joy.

It’s late autumn now, and it’s getting dark quickly. Just after 18 o’clock, the sky is covered with a thick black gauze.

Under the halo of night, the mountains surrounding Daohe Village look like a giant beast lying prone.

On ordinary days, seeing these huge "monsters" would inevitably make people feel palpitations and marvel at the uncanny craftsmanship of nature.

However, at the moment, the generals and generals of the expeditionary army, who are celebrating today's victory, do not feel that these peaks and mountains that look like "monsters" are scary at all - instead, they find them a bit cute.

At this time, bonfires were burning vigorously in the open space on the east side of the village.

Dots of firelight gave the dark earth a dreamy color.

If you look down from above, you will have the illusion that "the stars have fallen to the ground."

The generals of the expeditionary army gathered in groups around the campfire to keep warm and had a lively dinner.

The villagers of Daohe Village walked back and forth between the bonfires. They were either diligently helping deliver meals or enthusiastically adding new firewood to the bonfires.

I saw that all the villagers had beautiful teeth and grinned from the corners of their mouths to their ears.

"Laughter" is indeed a magical expression.

After showing bright and cheerful smiles, the villagers' every word, deed, and spirit revealed in every move became completely different from before.

If we say: A few days ago, when the crusade army first entered the village, the faces of the villagers were gloomy and lifeless, and their expressions and movements were no different from those of the walking dead. Then at this moment, most of the gloom on the faces of the villagers has been dispelled.

, his complexion is bright and energetic, and his behavior is lively, a little bit like what a human being should be.

Why the villagers of Daohe Village were so happy, and why there was such a big contrast in their mental state within a few days... The reason is not difficult to understand.

The Xiangma people are so abominable, so abominable!

Daohe Village... this poor little mountain village has really been oppressed by the Xiangma people for too long, too long...

Countless property was looted.

Countless young men were killed.

Countless girls were defiled.

A while ago, they just wanted to resist the unreasonable demand of "paying tribute" in the face of famine, and they suffered cruel revenge from the horsemen.

Not only were a large number of houses burned, but even the few belongings in the village were mercilessly looted... Many villagers were so desperate that they even wanted to commit suicide.

In this desperate situation - the Huo Fu Thieves have arrived.

In the past, the domineering and arrogant Xiangma people were beaten to the ground by the thunderbolt offensive of Huofu Bandit Kai, and there were countless casualties. How long had it been since the villagers had been so proud?

Out of excitement and gratitude to the crusade, the villagers stepped forward spontaneously, helped the crusade to cook, helped the crusade to heal their injuries, and did everything they could to help the crusade.

It's a pity that Daohe Village, which was just plundered, is really too poor. It wants good food but not good food, good wine but not good wine. Every household has only a few tares that even bandits can't see. Otherwise, the excited villagers

They would probably take out all the food and wine they had saved to entertain the crusade and the heroes who came to save them.

Suddenly, in this inconspicuous mountain village, there was a rare scene of "Edo samurai" and "country villagers" living happily together.

Of course - my grandson and Kanazawa Chusuke would not be so happy that they had won the battle and made such a low-level mistake as "forgetting to set up a police post".

My grandson sent a team that did not participate in today's battle because it was set up as a general reserve team to monitor Xiangma Zhong's stronghold and be responsible for the vigilance outside the village tonight.

…

At this time, somewhere in the village——

"hiss……"

Qingden gasped in pain.

"Sir, are you okay yet?"

The doctor who was squatting behind Qingdeng and applying medicine to the wound on Qingdeng's back said without raising his head:

"Tachibana-sama, does it hurt?"

"Hmm. I almost thought you were pricking me with a needle just now."

"Just feel pain! This is the characteristic of my medicine! After it is applied to the wound, it will have a strong stimulating sensation!"

"This stimulation is too strong...hiss...!"

"Master Ju, please bear with me a little longer." The doctor said in a gentle tone like coaxing a baby, "It will be fine soon, it will be fine soon..."

Qingdeng felt that there was a huge difference in understanding of the word "soon" between himself and this doctor.

Qingdeng counted the time until a full 20 minutes later. The doctor took out a roll of clean linen from the bag at his feet and wrapped Qingdeng's upper body into a big rice dumpling with extremely skillful techniques.

"Okay, Master Tachibana," the doctor said, "I have taken care of all the injuries on your body. Until they are completely healed, do not let the wounds touch the water. Do you understand?"

"Yes." Qingdeng nodded slightly to show that he had heard, "Sir, thank you."

"Master Tachibana, you're welcome, I just did what a military doctor should do."

After saying this, the doctor lifted up his bag full of medical tools, gave Qingden a brief salute, and then walked towards the next injured patient not far away who was waiting for treatment.

Qingdeng moved his limbs and waist a few times to make sure that the linen cloth on his body was not tied too loosely or too tightly. He took a deep breath and stood up like a carp.

At this time, a clear male voice sounded behind Qingdeng:

"Tangerine-kun, good evening~~"

"My grandson?"

Qingden turned around and met the eyes of my grandson Chutaro, who was walking towards him with a smile on his face.

Before Qingdeng could respond to my grandson's "Good evening", my grandson continued to say to Qingdeng:

"How's the injury? No major injuries, right?"

"Thanks to you, these are just minor flesh injuries. They will heal after a while of rest."

In today's battle, because he was fully focused on the battle in front of him and had no time to think about other things, coupled with the rapid surge of adrenaline and the chaos of the battlefield, his body's senses were affected, so Qingden was never aware of his physical condition.

It wasn't until the battle was over and the doctor came to treat his injuries that Qingdeng was shocked to realize that he had suffered so many injuries - from head to toe, there were a total of five scars scratched by sharp objects.

You know, Qingdeng is fully armed.

Chain mail, breastplate, hand armor, arm armor, leg armor...all available.

Even if you are armed to the teeth, you can suffer so many injuries. If you don't have these equipment... ugh, it's hard to imagine what it would be like.

Fortunately, the injuries I suffered today are not deep.

Just like what Qingdeng said to my grandson just now: They are just minor flesh wounds that don’t even need to be sewed. After a while, you can be alive and kicking again.

"It's good that you weren't seriously injured." My grandson nodded gently, "It's really hard for you guys today~~"

Having said this, a look of joy appeared on my grandson's face.

"Thanks to your persistence in pursuing and annihilating the remaining enemies, we were able to capture all the strongholds set up by the Xiangma Zhong on the mountain road in just one day."

Qingto smiled slightly: "You are ridiculous. This is not my fault alone. Without the cooperation of Kanazawa-kun, Mizushima-kun, and other team members, I alone would never have been able to achieve such dazzling results.

"

Judging from the results, today's performance of the Crusade Army is nothing short of brilliant.

On the first day of the war, the mountain road was recovered and all the Xiangmazhong bandits were driven back to their last stronghold, their mountain stronghold.
To be continued...