Chapter 85 Killing the Enemy

Pan Yue grasped the big knife, aimed at the position of the Tartar's back and stabbed it down hard. The Tartar who just found Pan Yu's neck opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth, and spit blood on Pan Yu's head.

He half turned over, trying to get a clear look at the person who killed him, but he fell down halfway.

Pan Yue pushed him away, and tried to pull out Pan Yu who was still biting the other's neck tightly, and shouted in his ear: "Pan Yu, Pan Yu, he's dead, let him go, he's dead!"

Pan Yu opened his mouth and looked up at his brother with confused eyes. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out.

Pan Yue knew at a glance that he had injured his internal organs. His eyes turned red and he helped him lean against the tree.

He turned around, pulled the knife out of the Tartar's back, and rushed towards the other two Tartars who were entangled...

Jin Changli also hurriedly followed. He stepped on the Tartar's hand that had finally touched the knife and picked up the knife.

Without their horses and swords, no matter how powerful the Tartars were, they could only fight them in hand-to-hand combat, and they had swords.

Eight people killed three Tartars.

Although they were all seriously injured, with blood all over their bodies and bruised and swollen faces, they were very happy.

"As long as the Tartars dismount, they won't seem so scary."

"If only Soshiro hadn't run away, he wouldn't have had to die."

Looking at the head falling not far away, everyone was silent.

Pan Yue ignored them. He ran back to Pan Yu, touched his body, and asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Pan Yu felt pain all over his body, especially in his stomach. He couldn't help crying and said with difficulty: "Brother, I, I feel like I'm going to die."

Pan Yue wiped the tears and blood off his face, but the more he wiped, the more blood appeared. He just ignored it and scolded him in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense. I think you are fine."

Pan Yue pulled out a string from his collar. A small red cloth bag was tied to the string and hung around his neck.

Pan Yue opened the cloth bag and took out a piece of paper that had turned into charcoal.

It had been burned, but it was still possible to see that it was folded into a triangle. When he touched it, the paper turned into ash and fell apart.

Pan Yue looked at it, not knowing whether it would work or not, but stuffed it into Pan Yu's mouth anyway, "Eat it."

Pan Yu took a look and saw that these were the amulets sent to them by their younger sister. After receiving them, their father sewed three cloth bags and put an amulet in each bag for them to wear.

He always felt that this was a symbol, symbolizing that his little sister was thinking about them. He wore it not expecting it to really keep him safe, but because his little sister asked for it, and when he missed his sister, he could touch the bag to feel better.

I didn’t expect that this amulet can really bring safety.

At that time, he felt it. When the knife was coming down on him, the bag hanging around his neck felt hot. He slipped and fell. The knife aimed at his neck hit his back, but his back seemed to be covered with a layer of stone slab.

He could hear the thud and feel the force of the knife striking him, but he was not hurt.

Pan Yu thought about the magic of the amulet. Although it was a bit disgusting to eat the ashes, he still opened his mouth and ate it all.

Pan Yue also pulled out the bag hanging around his neck, untied it, and took out his amulet.

His amulet was getting hot and half burnt, but not completely turned to ashes.

Pan Yue's eyes lit up, and he stuffed the amulet into Pan Yu's bag. After thinking about it, he was unwilling to give up, so he took it out and stuffed it into his mouth, "You might as well eat it all. Isn't there a rumor among the people that talisman water can cure diseases? Eating it may be more effective than wearing it."

This amulet is more disgusting than ashes. The burnt amulets have a fragrance, but this amulet has a strange smell and a bloody smell.

But when I thought about how he even dared to drink the blood of the Tartars, if he could drink it, what else could he not eat?
He just chewed it and swallowed it.

Pan Yue looked at him with sharp eyes, "How is it?"

Pan Yu felt a little more energetic. He smiled at his brother and said, "I feel much better."

Pan Yue: "That's good."

He turned to look at other people, wondering if there were any scattered Tartars outside. No one dared to go out, and everyone was sitting or lying on the ground quietly.

Three bodies also lay on the ground.

Pan Yue glanced around, selected a corpse, walked up to him, stripped off his armor, picked up his sword and swung it, and with a few swipes, his head was chopped off.

Jin Changli and others widened their eyes.

Pan Yue said: "This head belongs to our brother, and the remaining two can be divided among yourselves."

Jin Changli and his brother Jin Zhongwu looked at each other, glanced at the remaining four people, stood up, picked up a big knife, and chopped off a head, "This is our brother's, the remaining one is yours."

The four of them looked at each other and had no objection.

If it weren't for Pan Yue's advice, the brothers Pan Yu and Jin Changli would have jumped down from the tree and pulled the three Tartars off their horses, and they would not have been able to kill anyone.

The four of them discussed in low voices and decided to drag the dead Soshiro into the mix and share the credit for the head equally.

They were all family members of criminal officials who were exiled here. They were all relatively young, and the death of a Tartar was still a great merit for them.

This can make life a little better at home.

"Should we go back to the city now?" Pan Yue stood behind a tree and looked into the distance, "Wait a little longer."

After the previous battle, everyone trusted Pan Yue very much. When he said to wait, everyone waited with him.

Pan Yue stared into the distance, and from time to time turned back to look at Pan Yu who was leaning against the tree. He was more anxious than anyone else and wanted to go back to the city more than anyone else, but he couldn't. At least he had to make sure that all the guards came out, otherwise they would be sitting ducks.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Pan Yue saw dust rising in the distance. His eyes lit up. He looked at the direction and trend of the dust and immediately turned back, "Let's go now."

Pan Yue helped Pan Yu sit on the horse, hung the severed heads and armor on the horse, and he himself carried the knife and climbed on the horse, riding ahead.

Jin Changli and Jin Zhongwu also rode away on a horse. The remaining four helped the most seriously injured person onto the horse and held up Zong Shilang's head. The other three then trotted around the horse.

The eight men trotted for a long time back to Datong City with the horses and the heads.

When the soldiers at the city gate saw them, they first asked them to stop at a distance, then went forward to check their identities and the heads on their horses before letting them into the city.

There were soldiers in the city specifically to pick them up.

They were just three Tartar heads. The defenders of Datong City were used to it and did not take it seriously.

The rice harvest is almost over, and the Tartars in the north always come south to plunder from time to time.

There are constant minor frictions on both sides.

The imperial court questioned the Tatars more than once. Of course, the Tatars would not admit that these people were soldiers or even good citizens.

When asked about the Tatars, the answer was that they were horse bandits. The Tatars also suffered greatly from them and could not be wiped out after several attempts.

Therefore, Datong Prefecture would send out troops to "suppress bandits" every time at this time, and there would be some military merits, but there has never been a record of a few displaced people killing three Tartars with their bare hands.

The soldiers doing the statistics carefully checked their wounds.

A centurion walked over and asked, "What's going on?"

"Captain Qin, these exiles have killed three Tartars."

Captain Qin walked forward and took a look at the cuts on the three heads. He scanned the wounds on Pan Yue and the others. He saw that Pan Yu's lips were pale and he needed to lean on Pan Yue to stand. The others also had a lot of wounds. He said, "Nine people killed three people. What's there to doubt? Put it on their record."

"Yes!"

The soldiers asked their names and origins and recorded their achievements.

The three heads were confiscated and the horses were handed over. The soldier looked at Captain Qin, threw the armor and sword to them and said, "Go back and wait for news. Once the horse bandits in the suburbs are wiped out, we will start counting their achievements."

Pan Yue agreed, put on his armor, saluted to Captain Qin, then carried the sword and helped Pan Yu home.

Captain Qin sighed, "I hate people who are so literary, but they are quite brave. Who is this person? A relative of a criminal official? Who in his family has committed a crime?"

Most of the people who were exiled to military service in the Ming Dynasty were criminals who had attempted murder and officials who had committed serious crimes.

Neither of them deserved to be beheaded, so they were exiled.

The former involves exile himself, while the latter may implicate his family members. So this well-mannered young man who was exiled may be a relative of a criminal official.

The soldier said, "Their father is Pan Hong. I don't know what he did wrong. If the captain wants to know, I will go and ask around."

Captain Qin was about to wave his hand and say no, when a passing soldier said, "Pan Hong? I know. I was the one who arranged his family. He was an imperial censor, and his crime was accepting bribes, dereliction of duty and framing others. But I heard that he was wrongly accused because he offended Mr. Wang in the palace, so he was exiled here."

When Captain Qin heard this, he spat and said, "What Mr. Wang? Eunuchs are eunuchs."

The soldier smiled innocently, but thought to himself, the emperor respectfully calls others "Sir", so how can we, the little soldiers, go against the emperor?

It was because Datong was far away from the emperor that Wang Zhen could not receive any news from here, otherwise Qin Baihu would have suffered the same fate as Pan Hong.

After the soldiers left, Captain Qin became concerned about the Pan family, so he sent someone to inquire about them.

Pan Yue helped Pan Yu walk for a while, then Jin Changli ran to rent a bullock cart, and together with Pan Yue, he helped Pan Yu onto the cart, "You want to take me home?"

Pan Yue: "No, let's go to the clinic first."

He said, "Second Brother Jin, please go home and find my father, and ask him to bring money to come to the clinic to see us."

Jin Zhongwu glanced at his elder brother and nodded, then he carried his family's spoils and strode towards the exile village.

Pan Yue took Pan Yu to the clinic.

The doctor at the clinic knew he had injured his internal organs as soon as he saw his appearance. After checking his pulse, he said, "It's not a big problem, but it's not a small one either."

Pan Yue: "Please tell me the truth, doctor."

"It can save your life, but it takes a long time to treat. Medicine is expensive. If you cure it now, you can eradicate it in the future. If you only take life-saving medicine, you will probably carry the disease for the rest of your life. It will damage your heart and lungs, and you may even be left with tuberculosis."

Pan Yue's face turned pale.

The doctor consoled him, "He was kicked in the waist and abdomen, but such an injury is rare."

(End of this chapter)