Plane hunting

Chapter 525
Sure enough, as the mouse said, what Huang Shaohong suffered was only skin injuries, and injuries to the muscles and bones. With a few decoctions for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, plus two days of acupuncture treatment, except for the gash on the head, the other traumas have already healed. Seven or eight.

Huang Shaohong was also amazed by the magic of primitive Chinese medicine and the effect of medicine in this era.

In modern times, this kind of injury would take at least half a month to heal, but it took only three days for him to feel no pain.

Compared with the magic of traditional medicine and medicine, Huang Shaohong was even more surprised that he was able to tell exactly what medicinal materials were in the soup while the rats were treating him. This is a bit incredible.

Not only that, even when the mouse gave him acupuncture, Huang Shaohong's mind also naturally appeared, the name of the acupuncture point and its therapeutic function.

Huang Shaohong was a little confused, he knew Chinese medicine?Is this also the golden finger brought by time travel?

But Huang Shaohong understands one thing, no matter what, the knowledge of medicine and martial arts that appeared out of thin air in his mind is a good thing for him, and it is the capital for him to live better in this era.

As the injury improved, Huang Shaohong also changed his training plan. In addition to training hand-to-hand combat with Yantou every morning, he added running and push-ups by himself.

Because he felt that his body was really weak, probably due to long-term lack of food, and it was actually much worse than his otaku-like body before time travel.

So I plan to sharpen my guns before the battle, and insist on exercising every day to enhance my physical strength and endurance before competing with Wang Xiaoliu.

It is worth mentioning that Huang Shaohong has made great progress in learning martial arts. Whether it is boxing or basic skills, he can learn it almost immediately, and he can directly make the most standard movements.

This made Yantou amazed again and again, saying that if he knew Huang Shaohong was good at practicing martial arts, he would have joined the army a long time ago.

In the past few days, apart from exercising and practicing martial arts, Huang Shaohong has nothing to do but think about whether he is time-traveled or reborn. He really doesn't know about this!
I heard from a few veterans of Yanmenguan that his body has grown into this handsome appearance since he was a child, and has not changed much. So if it is time travel, it is impossible for the body he travels to have the same appearance and name as himself, right?

But if he was born again, why didn't he have the memory of the previous 15 years?
Using amnesia as an excuse, Huang Shaohong asked the mouse to lead him back to the so-called mud house left by his father in this world to see if he could recall the memories of the previous ten years.

When he returned to his own house, he looked up and saw that it was an earthen house, but it was neat and tidy, and it was not dilapidated. There was also a small independent courtyard, which was quite a fortune in Yanmen Pass, a place where foreign merchants gathered. His wealth, no wonder it was calculated by others.

The house is well-organized, but it cannot hide the poverty. The family is impoverished, and there is not even a rice husk in the rice tank.

Huang Shaohong looked around, but couldn't remember anything, so he had no choice but to go back to the guard.

Five days passed in a flash, Huang Shaohong ate and drank enough every day, and practiced to death. Although the time was not long, it had some effect. By the time he was about to compete with Wang Xiaoliu, his body was strong Circle, it doesn't look so weak anymore.

Just after having breakfast with Yantou in the morning, there was a bustling sound outside, and the mouse ran in to report:

"Yantou, that boy Wang Xiaoliu brought people here, but he brought a lot of people!"

"Go, take a look!"

While speaking, Yantou walked out with the mouse and a group of soldiers, and Huang Shaohong followed.

There was already a crowd outside the guardhouse, there were thousands of people in the dark, Wang Xiaoliu and an old soldier in his 40s stood in front, and his helpers stood around them.

Many of the crowd behind the two were soldiers from Yanmen Pass who came to watch the fun, and the rest were merchants from various countries. Loulan, Qiemo, Bairong, Xiongnu, to name a few.

Standing behind Yantou, Huang Shaohong looked over, and saw that a big circle had formed outside the gate of the guardhouse, and the onlookers wore all kinds of clothes, and all of them had exotic looks.

He also saw a few Arab uncles, wearing white headscarves, gesticulating in this direction.

Speaking of the movie "Lion from Heaven", both the geographical background and the historical background are controversial, but Huang Shaohong doesn't care.

He felt that if he had traveled through time, then this was a real world. No matter whether it was the same as the real history or not, he had to accept it passively.

Yantou pressed the handle of his waist knife with one hand, and said loudly at the same time: "What's the matter, are you trying to attack Yanmen Pass? What are you doing here? Hurry up and disperse, disperse!"

Wang Xiaoliu took a step forward, clasped his fists and said, "Yantou, we agreed five days ago, today we are in front of the guardhouse."

He said and pointed at Huang Shaohong: "Huang Shaohong and I will be one-on-one! As for the others, they have heard about this incident and came to see the excitement, just to do a notarization!"

What Wang Xiaoliu said was right, he didn't invite these people on purpose, these days the Han people are good at martial arts, and the barbarians of other races are even more martial, and these foreigners all heard that there was a duel here today, so they came here to watch.

Yantou ignored him, but said to the old soldier next to Wang Xiaoliu: "What's the matter, old Wang, you don't take good care of your son, let him bully his fellow disciples, it's not a problem!"

The old soldier bared his teeth and showed a mouthful of yellow light, and said with a dry smile:
"Master Captain, you can't say that. My son and Huang Shaohong are in a fair competition. How can it be called bullying?"

"Let's talk about our soldiers, it's normal to fight. My baby said, no outsiders saw them in the competition before. Huang boy wants to renege on his debts. Today, he will have a competition in front of everyone. This time he can do it. It's not fake!"

Yantou frowned: "I said you"

But before he finished speaking, many people around him made a fuss, saying that what he said was right, right and wrong, and we would talk about it after we called.

These people don't care about the right and wrong in the middle, they come to watch the duel.

Huang Shaohong shook his head while watching from behind. When he watched the movie "Lion from the Sky" before, the plot passed by, and he just watched it. He didn't study the contents carefully. He only saw that Yantou, the captain, didn't bring many soldiers, so he thought The official position of the captain is not very big.

Of course, in his impression of those movies and TV dramas in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the school captain is indeed a small official position.

But in the few days in this world, after chatting with the mice, Huang Shaohong realized that things were not what he thought.

The official position of school lieutenant existed at the end of the Warring States period. In the Qin Dynasty, the school lieutenant was a middle-level official in the army. It reached its peak in the Han Dynasty, only under many generals.

During the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, eight school lieutenants were set up to lead the Northern Army. Among them, the infantry school lieutenant, with a salary of two thousand shi, was one of the leaders of the Emperor's Forbidden Army.

Don't look at Yantou leading 2000 people to garrison Yanmen Xiucheng at this time. When it comes to wartime, he, the school lieutenant, can even command thousands or even tens of thousands of soldiers and lead the army to attack.

This also explains why Yantou had the right to open the city gate to attack when he met the Roman army, because he is the highest officer of Yanmen Pass.

The reason why Huang Shaohong shook his head was because he felt that Yantou was the highest military officer in Yanmen Pass, but his methods of managing the army were not good enough.

Not to mention the sloppy soldiers under his command, they didn't have the respect he deserved. Maybe that's why he, a dignified captain, was appointed to repair the city.

Huang Shaohong came out from behind at this time: "Yantou, I'd better fight, no matter whether I win or lose, I will join the army to fight with you in the future, you will fight for me by the side, don't let this bastard Wang Xiaoliu lose It’s fine if you don’t admit it!”

When he said this, Wang Xiaoliu and his father shouted at the same time: "What did you say?"

Yantou stared and looked at the two men: "What's the matter, what's wrong with you planning on other people's houses and calling you bastards? You bastards, you bastards!"

He is the highest official, and there is nothing he can do if he scolds Wang Xiaoliu and his son.

Huang Shaohong quickly pulled Yantou back, and the scolding was quite enjoyable, but with so many people watching, let's see the truth.

At this time, the mouse asked someone to bring a chair from the Western Regions and asked Yantou to sit down. The latter continued to do so, and then said to Huang Shaohong: "Don't worry, Xiao Huang, no one will dare to deny it with me." !"

He is explaining here, while Wang Xiaoliu's father is also telling his son in a low voice: "I will beat you to death for your father, even if you are beaten to death, it will be fine. Death in vain, Yantou has just been here for more than a year, and his heels are not steady, how can he offend our old brothers for this kid?"

The corner of Wang Xiaoliu's mouth twitched: "Understood, Dad, it's a pity that the stick behind me didn't kill him last time, otherwise today's incident would not have happened!"

The mouse led a group of soldiers to clear the field, and told everyone to step back, so that a field with a radius of five feet was exposed in front of the gate of the guard.

Huang Shaohong and Wang Xiaoliu walked into the arena at the same time, and cheers from the melon-eating crowd came from all around.

Wang Xiaoliu looked at Huang Shaohong and said viciously, "You kid is dead!"

Huang Shaohong said noncommittally: "If you can do it, don't force it!"

"What did you say?" Wang Xiaoliu looked confused, obviously not knowing what he was talking about.

Huang Shaohong didn't bother to pay attention to him. He was just a little strange at the moment. He had fought with people before in modern society, but when he wanted to fight, his legs would swing.

He deliberately checked it online and said that it was not entirely because of fear, but that when he was nervous, the body would secrete adrenaline, which would cause the blood vessels to constrict. up.

But what is strange to Huang Shaohong is that facing such a big scene today, the opponent is still a taller person than himself, but why is he not nervous at all, and his legs are not trembling anymore, as if the next thing is not to fight , but to eat and drink tea as usual.

Pointing at Huang Shaohong, Wang Xiaoliu said in an arrogant tone, "Huang Shaohong, it's too late for you to regret it now!"

Huang Shaohong waved his hand: "That's fine, I regret it, let's leave the matter of the house!" After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xiaoliu was dumbfounded. It's just a scene, so you're taking it seriously.

There was a burst of booing from those around who could understand Chinese.

When Wang Xiaoliu's father saw this, he said, "Why don't you fight? I heard Huang Shaohong said that my son attacked you. Today is not only for the house, but also to prove that my son is not lying!"

As soon as Wang Xiaoliu heard it, he immediately said, "Yes, that's the reason!"

Huang Shaohong turned back and gave the other party a middle finger: "Then what the hell did you say just now!"

The mouse stepped forward to ask the two if they were ready, and explained that they were both soldiers, and their fathers were brothers, so they didn't want to kill anyone.

Both people in the field nodded, but they didn't know what was going on in their hearts.

Although Yantou was very positive about Huang Shaohong's talent in martial arts, he was still not optimistic about his ability to defeat Wang Xiaoliu in five days, and sighed: "Let's start when you are ready!"

In a word, all the soldiers and merchants from the Western Regions cheered, and many people pointed at Huang Shaohong and shouted: "Kill him, kill him!"

Although there are languages ​​of all ethnic groups, the jerky Chinese still allows Huang Shaohong to understand the meaning.

In the eyes of these foreigners, a duel is a symbol of bravery, and Huang Shaohong's behavior of using other people's huatou as an excuse to avoid fighting just now is a symbol of cowardice in their eyes.

Huang Shaohong glanced around and forgave these bastards with muscular brains in his heart. There is a lack of entertainment these days. Apart from beating up wives and making villains, these foreigners really don't have much fun. This is also an objective factor.

Hearing what Yantou said, the mouse gestured with his hand, and then shouted: "Start!"

Wang Xiaoliu, who was already tensed up and looked hideous, rushed up the moment the mouse announced the start.

When the two of them were still two steps away, Wang Xiaoliu straightened his body, his feet were more than half a foot above the ground, condescendingly using the power of his body's forward rush and fall, he suddenly threw a flying punch towards Huang Shaohong's face .

This punch is relatively strong, if it hits, it will immediately make your face smeared, and the people around will cheer when they see this move.

The corner of Huang Shaohong's mouth twitched. In the martial arts cognition that inexplicably appeared in his mind recently, moves such as flying kicks and flying punches with both feet off the ground can only be used when they must hit.

Otherwise, the feet have no roots, and the body shape cannot move and change after the shot, which is no different from the second-hand goods who are sent to death.

So with Wang Xiaoliu's flying punch, more than 200 ways to deal with the enemy flashed in Huang Shaohong's mind instantly, but he was kinder and decided to use the punch with the least lethality.

And the least lethal punch is not to punch, so Huang Shaohong decided to kick.

As soon as he dodged, he stepped up diagonally and dodged Wang Xiaoliu's punch, and reached the opponent's side. Then, while the opponent was falling naturally, Huang Shaohong raised his right foot and kicked towards the sky.

The heel of his heel was in close contact with Wang Xiaoliu's chin. With his foot and the force of the opponent's flying fall, he heard a 'bang' and a clear 'click' sound of bone cracking.

Wang Xiaoliu fell backwards in the air, and then fell to the ground with a bang. When he saw it again, his face was covered in blood, and he was unconscious.

In an instant, the surroundings were silent, and everyone was stunned by this sudden and subversive scene.

But after a few breaths, Yantou excitedly stood up from the chair and shouted: "Okay!"

This "good" made everyone wake up in an instant, and people from other ethnic groups shouted loudly. Just now, Huang Shaohong's move opened their eyes and at the same time recognized this thin Han kid.

Wang Xiaoliu's father rushed to his son's side, and the mouse also went over to help check, finally shook his head and said, "My jaw is broken, after it's cured, I can only drink porridge!"

"Little brat, I'll kill you!"

Wang Xiaoliu's father stood up, drew out his waist knife, and rushed towards Huang Shaohong to kill him.

Yantou was already prepared, and shouted loudly: "Presumptuous, this is a fair competition, what do you want!"

Immediately, a few soldiers came up to stop Old Wang, while Huang Shaohong was pulled closer to the guard by Yantou laughing, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Good job, you will be my personal soldier from now on!"

When the two walked into the guard, there were still voices of exclamation and applause from behind, and Yantou laughed and said: "I have been studying with me for five days, you have such a fucking long face, hey Xiaohuang, why are you walking so slowly?" ah?"

Huang Shaohong was sweating a little on his forehead: "The leg was raised too high just now, it's a mess!"

(End of this chapter)