Chapter 13: Early Spring (1)

The east wind was turbulent, and the sand and dust rolled over. In a blink of an eye, Yibotai was covered with wind and sand all over the sky. The two men and horses who were still facing each other in front of the camp just now lost their color under the violence of nature, crawling or scattering, and gradually retreating into the camp in a mess. Yibotai's flat square earthen house was designed like this to defend against sandstorms. At present, people and animals can only be safe and get temporary breathing if they hide in the earthen house.

Wu Xun's body was still weak, but he could only support it and ordered Pan Dazhong and four other fire chiefs to lead their troops to avoid the sandstorm. Meng Dan and the Tuqi Shi troops also retreated into Yibotai. Wu Xun asked them to send them to the side camp for a while, and he and Pan Dazhong led Li Yuanfang and others to hide in the largest earthen house in the camp, which was the barracks of Lu Jia, the former non-staff team.

As the wind whistled, the yellow sand swelled on his face was fine and rapid, and the exposed skin was so painful that it was difficult to breathe. He didn't dare to open his eyes wide. Everyone struggled almost step by step before touching the room. As soon as they entered the room, Li Yuanfang helped Di Jinghui sit on the chair and observed his arrow wound. He saw a piece of feather inserted on his left shoulder, and blood stained the whole piece of clothes. Di Jinghui frowned and kept inhaling, but he endured the pain.

Wu Xun fell on the chair, Pan Dazhong brought the hot milk, Wu Xun took it and took a few sips, waved his hand: "Go, go and see how it is, take our best golden sore medicine." Pan Dazhong agreed to come to Li Yuanfang and asked, "Person Li, this injury..." Li Yuanfang had already tore off the clothes around the wound and replied calmly: "It seems okay, because the distance is far, the arrow is not strong enough, so it is not deep into the flesh. It is not hurting the bones." He looked at Di Jinghui, who was pale, smiled, and whispered: "I pull the arrow out, you can bear it."

Di Jinghui has never suffered such a crime in his life. Fortunately, he is strong and courageous, and he is calm. He nodded and said, "You guy, just hold on." Li Yuanfang stretched out his right hand and gently patted Di Jinghui's back with his left hand. Taking advantage of his slightestness, he pulled out the arrow. Di Jinghui felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder, which was heart-to-heart. Unpredictable, the stars in front of him burst out. He shouted, his body shook, and Li Yuanfang gently supported him to lean on the back of the chair. After several breaths, Di Jinghui raised his hand and wiped his face with a sweat, grinning and grinning: "Why is it so painful? It hurts so much!"

Li Yuanfang took the pulled arrow and looked over and over again: "Lu Jia is too vicious, she uses an arrow with barbs. Although the wound is not deep, she also brings a whole piece of meat." He sent the arrow to Di Jinghui and smiled and said, "Do you want to see?" Di Jinghui tilted his head: "I'll take your meat out one day, I'll look again!" Pan Dazhong took a paper bag: "Person Li, please put the golden sore medicine." Li Yuanfang thanked him, but took out a small silver box from his arms, poured out some white powder from the box, and sprinkled it on Di Jinghui's wound. Pan Dazhong asked curiously: "Is this?" Li Yuanfang replied: "This is the best trauma medicine."

As the medicine was applied, the barracks door suddenly opened, and the gray and yellow sand and dust accompanied by the whistling wind rushed into the barracks with a light red shadow. Wu Xun screamed in surprise: "Princess Mengdan! Why are you here? There is so much wind and sand outside." "The wind and sand are a little smaller, it's okay, I'll come and take a look." Meng Dan said as he rushed to Di Jinghui, saw the bloody wound, bit his lip, opened the bag in his hand, and pulled out the snow-white cloth shirt from it. It was clearly a woman's clean dress. She tore it into a long cloth strip by her.

Li Yuanfang had already cleaned up the wound. Seeing Meng Dan coming over with a cloth strip, she asked, "Can you bandage?" "Yes." "Just, come on." Li Yuanfang gave up her seat for Meng Dan, and she bandaged her finely. Di Jinghui's shoulders were covered with wound medicine, and the pain gradually eased, and his body and mind were much more relaxed. She wanted to chat with Meng Dan for a few words, but she focused on her head and bandaged the wound, and her cheeks were leaning against his ears. A strand of hair that drooped gently trembled in front of his eyes. Di Jinghui suddenly felt aroused and speechless.

After Meng Dan finished her work, a little bit of slight sweat appeared on her petite nose. She raised her head and looked at Di Jinghui. Both of them were a little embarrassed. They quickly turned their eyes. Seeing Di Jinghui's face was very pale and described it as quite distressed, Meng Dan said with concern: "You... have shed so much blood, it's best to lie down for a while."

At the table, Pan Dazhong had just told Wu Xun about the situation where Li Yuanfang and others arrived at Yibotai yesterday, and the story of throwing paper balls to deceive Lu Jia. Hearing Meng Dan's words, Pan Dazhong looked around and suggested: "Person Wu, Li, have just passed the life-and-death battle, and you are very tired. Why don't you rest for half a day first, and when you come back to your senses, we will get together again at supper." Wu Xun frowned and seemed to be about to refute, and Pan Dazhong hurriedly said: "Person Wu, don't talk about others, you have been trapped in the wolf pack for three days and four nights. No matter how you say it, you have to use some food to slow down, right? There is also Captain Li, who just arrived at Yibotai and saved people at night, and has not been able to see them yet, so he must be very tired."

Wu Xun thought about it and felt it was reasonable, so he clasped his fists at Li Yuanfang: "Person Li, now Lu Jia has been eliminated. The matter of reorganizing the team from the outside, the bandit suppression group will be long, so there is no rush. President Pan Huo said it makes sense. We will rest well this afternoon, and then make plans for him." Before Li Yuanfang answered, the barracks door was pushed open suddenly, and two soldiers came in to report: "Person Wu, Lu... The body of the team leader appears outside the barracks. Please give me instructions to the commander Wu, what should I do?"

Wu Xun heard Lu Jia's name and was filled with mixed feelings. Although this person was cruel and cunning, he wanted to kill himself with extremely despicable means. But after all, he was a colleague of Han Navy for many years. Thinking that he was comrades today, the cold sadness in his heart far exceeded the deep hatred. Wu Xun waved his hand: "First find an empty barracks to put them down, clean the body... let's talk about it." "Yes!" The two soldiers were ordered to retreat, and Li Yuanfang stood up: "There is something on Lu's body, I'll take it." As he said that, he went out with the two.
Chapter completed!