The consequence of a group of sheep siege to besiege a tiger was that it was bitten to death by the tiger. The people of the Tatar tribe were not much more fierce than the sheep. The result was obvious. We paid six deaths, ten seriously injured, and more than twenty people were slightly injured, and we killed the group of mobs of the Tatar tribe. We could only kill and retreat, but we could not wipe out all of them. There were too many people on the other side.

Fu Zhixing appeared at Yanhu with a bloody smell on his body, "Xiaoxiao."

"Wujiu!" Yan Huo let go of Yan's attack, rushed over, and hugged him desperately.

"It's okay, it's okay." Fu Zhixing's hand was on her back, and he followed one after another.

"Why is it so bloody? Are you injured? Where is the injury?" Yan Huo smelled the pungent bloody smell, but he was still reluctant to let go.

"I was not injured, the blood on my body belonged to the enemy." Fu Zhixing was afraid that she would worry, so he lied, and he was cut on his back. "Xiaoxiao, the members of the Tatar tribe are very likely to make a comeback. If you want to come, we have to rush to Ximan Mountain as soon as possible."

"Okay." Yan Huo agreed immediately.

Compared to death, it would be no big deal to travel day and night.

When the carriage passed through the mountain road, Yan Hu lifted the curtain and looked out. There was blood on the soil on the side of the road, but no corpse was seen. Han Fei and the others should have handled it.

In the evening, they arrived at the town in front and stayed for an hour, asked the doctor to treat the injured, and went to the coffin shop to buy six coffins. In Fu Zhixing's words, "I will take them back to my hometown if I have taken them out. Even if they have died in battle, they will return their souls."

He just rushed to the road with six coffins, which was not fast enough. If the tar tribesmen catch up and ambush them, they would be in trouble. Han Gao volunteered, "Criminal, let's take four of them to escort the coffins of their brothers back to Beijing."

Fu Zhixing thought, "You disguised yourself as businessmen, hiding out at night, trying not to attract the attention of others, and putting safety first in everything."

"Yes, the prince." Han Gao replied.

Fu Zhixing ordered four good-looking soldiers and escorted the coffin back to Beijing with Han Gao. In order to help them hide their health, he specially left two female soldiers and two carriages for them. The ten seriously injured soldiers were not suitable to rush forward, and they also returned to Beijing with Han Gao and the others.

After arranging these things, Fu Zhixing and his party continued on the road, but the horse pulled the carriage and ran, which was even more bumpy than riding on the horse. Yan Huo sat on the carriage and his internal organs almost moved. Yan Shan and Yan attacked the carriage and were also tilted around and were thrown from the mat from time to time, "Aunt."

"Xi'er, be careful." Yan Huo hugged Yan Zhizhi into his arms.

"Ah!" Yan Shan's head hit the wall of the car.

"Shan'er, are you okay?" Yan Hu asked.

Yan Shan rolled to Yan Huo, "Aunt, I'm fine."

At noon, the aunt and nephew climbed out of the carriage with pale faces. Fu Zhixing helped Yan Hu down, "Xiaoxiao, why are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Wujiu, I think I'd better ride a horse." Yan Huo was worried that if she would push her like this, she was afraid that she would ask a doctor to pick her up.

"The sun will be very sunny outside." Fu Zhixing reminded her.

"I will wear a hat." Yan Huo leaned against Fu Zhixing's arms and said depressedly.

"Do you dare to ride a horse?" Fu Zhixing asked with his eyebrows raised.

Yanhu's riding skills have not made much progress over the years. Yanhu shook his head timidly, "But I still want to ride a horse. It's too bumpy to sit in the carriage. My elbow hit the wall of the carriage and it's blue."

Hearing this, Fu Zhixing felt distressed, "I will give you medicine later. It seems that I can't go so rush, so I'll follow it..."

"Just hurry up like this, just wait until you reach Ximan Mountain." Yan Huo quickly interrupted him.

"But your body." Fu Zhixing frowned worriedly.

"I'm not a piece of paper, don't worry, I won't have any trouble. I'll be with you until old age." Yan Hu patted his chest, "It's you, is there any problem with the road so rush?"

Fu Zhixing laughed, "I can have problems."

Yan Huo curled up the corner of his lips, "The injury on your back is really fine?"

Fu Zhixing was stunned, "I..." How did Xiaoxiao know that he was injured?

"Do you think if you use more cold plum fragrance, I won't smell the golden medicine on your body?" Yan Huo said with a stern face.

"It's just a skin injury." Fu Zhixing smiled.

Yan Huo snorted coldly, "If it's just a skin injury, why should you hide it from me? If you apply medicine to me later, I will also look at your wound."

Fu Zhixing dared not refuse to agree. After lunch, the couple hid in the carriage and put medicine on each other. Yan Hu's skin was better than snow, and his elbow was covered in purple, which scared Fu Zhixing, "Does it hurt?"

"If you don't press it, it won't hurt." Yan Huo not only injured his elbow, but also his knee.

"I was not careful about it and hurt you." Fu Zhixing frowned and should have put a few more brocade mattresses in the carriage.

"Don't take everything into your body. I'm injured. You are not what you want, and I'll be fine after a few days of injury. It's you, hurry up and take off your clothes and let me see the wound on your back." Yan Huo reached out to untie Fu Zhixing's belt.

"With gauze wrapped around, you can't see the wound." Fu Zhixing struggled desperately.

Yan Huo glared at him, "Stop talking nonsense."

Fu Zhixing took off his outer clothes and middle clothes helplessly, revealing his body wrapped in gauze. Yan Huo carefully helped him untie the gauze. Looking at the wound about twenty-five centimeters on his back, Yan Huo took a breath and said heartbrokenly: "The injury is so severe, you still say it is a skin trauma."

"It just looks scary and it will be better in a few days." Fu Zhixing turned around and saw her red eyes. He leaned over and kissed her in the corner of her eyes, "Don't you like seeing the wound?"

"Who would like to see the wound!" Yan Huo wiped his hands with a clean wet handkerchief and began to apply medicine to him.

"Xiaoxiao, I won't turn my back to you, you can't see it." Fu Zhixing felt her fingers very cold, and it seemed that she was still scared by his wound.

"Even if you can't see it, I know its existence. I don't care. When your wound is healed, I will go to the imperial doctor to prescribe a trace removal ointment for you. I don't like any scars on you." Yan Huo put medicine on him and wrapped gauze on him.

Fu Zhixing liked her cute tricks the most and smiled dotingly: "Okay, I'll rely on you."

Because Fu Zhixing was worried that Yan Huo was riding a horse alone, she sat in front of the female soldier like three little guys, and was led by the female soldier to ride a horse. Fu Zhixing originally wanted to enjoy the couple riding together, but Yan Huo refused because he was injured.

After the wife rushed to the road for three days in a row, Fu Zhixing felt a little relieved. In the evening of that day, they went into the town to stay, "Stay good rest tonight and continue on the road tomorrow."

These days, Yan Hu was able to take some rest in the carriage, but Fu Zhixing could only sleep for half an hour, and both physically and mentally were very tired.

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Chapter completed!