Datang: Touching the Corpse Li Yuanba at the Beginning

"Li Junxian, you lead someone to take over Taizhou's defense, and arrange the garrison of the next few battalions."

"Here!"

Li Junxian agreed, and began to take over the defense of Taizhou. At the same time, he ordered the whole city to be under martial law, and searched for rebels.

Although everyone knows that this kind of search and arrest is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, but the face-saving thing that should be done is still to be done. Everyone knows that the key to breaking the situation in this matter is Jiangjia Village.

"go!"

Li Wenhao waited for everyone to head towards Jiangjia Village. Along the way, Li Wenhao always felt a little uneasy, as if some big problem was about to explode.

"Liu Bowen, do you know how to read faces?"

"Take a look at our trip this time, what is the result?"

"What about victory or defeat?"

Liu Bowen raised his head and glanced at Li Wenhao, "Your Highness is going to win the battle, but I'm afraid it's not that simple."

"Oh? Why is that?"

At this time, Li Wenhao and others were walking to a hill, and there was a village just below that, which was the purpose of this trip, Jiangjia Village.

"Your Highness, I see the feng shui of this place as if a tiger dominates a dragon. I'm afraid the people in the village are not easy..."

"Why not simple?"

"Here, there should be a hidden dragon!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Bowen shook his head himself.

Now that the world is settled and the destiny is in Tang, what kind of hidden dragon is there, unless the prince himself has no intention of running over to build a village, which is even more nonsense.

Now the princes of the Tang Dynasty are either in the fiefdom, or they have not grown up yet.

"Don't worry about those, just go down and have a look."

Li Wenhao and his party climbed over the small hill, and it took an hour to reach the village at the foot of the mountain. It was really a dead horse looking at the mountain. It didn't look far, but it took more than an hour to walk all the way.

"What's the matter, shouldn't it be dinner time now, why didn't you see the cooking smoke?"

As soon as Xiong Zhanhanhan's words fell, he saw Li Wenhao, Bao Zheng, Di Renjie and others beside him looked solemn.

"Come on a team, follow me in!"

Xiong Zhan took the lead and led a group of owl ghost troops who dismounted, and walked in step by step holding the round shield.

"Shield formation!"

Shan Daozhen who stayed beside Li Wenhao waved his hand and shouted, and the remaining owl ghost army directly formed a shield formation on the spot, surrounding Li Wenhao, Liu Bowen and others in the middle.

"Blood smell!"

A little bit of in-depth bear battle suddenly smelled a pungent bloody smell, which is definitely not from a village where humans gather, even a slaughterhouse does not have such a big bloody smell, because human blood and animal blood different.

"Be careful!"

Xiong Zhan and the brothers beside him are warriors in all battles. When they smelled the bloody smell, they almost thought they were on the battlefield.

"Your team, open the way, and the rest of you, keep your crossbows on guard!"

Xiong Zhan carefully instructed that this village is really weird, and there has never been any cooking smoke and the bloody smell just now, Xiong Zhan can almost conclude in his heart that there are no living people in this village.

"grown ups……"

After the group that led the way walked around a corner, they stopped in front of a large courtyard, and looked back at Xiong Zhan with an ugly expression.

"what happened?"

"All dead!"

After all, it is the Owl Ghost Army who has fought many battles. Even after seeing so many corpses, they still do not panic, but they are a little depressed. After all, this is the people they protect. Now that the people have such problems, it may be that they did not do enough. .

"Martial Law!"

Xiong Zhan snorted coldly, and ran back to report to Li Wenhao himself.

"Your Highness,..."

"what happened?"

"The name of the village has been slaughtered, and no one has been found alive in a large courtyard in the village!"

"Ok!"

Li Wenhao pulled the rein and walked straight over.

"Be careful, Your Highness!"

Shan Daozhen led a few soldiers and directly surrounded Li Wenhao.

"It's okay!"

Li Wenhao waved his hand lightly.

When he went deep into the village, he also smelled the pungent smell of blood. With a wave of his hand, needless to say, the ghost army behind him dispersed automatically, forming a small team, and began to search from house to house to see if there were any survivors.

"Everyone, be careful, don't break the furnishings in the people's homes!"

Bao Zheng reminded him.

"Why?"

Li Wenhao turned his head and asked.

"Your Highness, we can determine what the common people did before they were killed through the furnishings in their homes, and through the placement of some things, we may also find some commonalities."

"Go!"

Li Wenhao came to the door of the Zhuangzi, and seeing the messy corpses inside, there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Xiong Zhan, take someone to take a look inside, don't touch these corpses, and don't destroy the furnishings here!"

After asking Xiong Zhan to bring people in, Li Wenhao asked Bao Zheng and Di Renjie to do the autopsy.

"Well, Your Highness, autopsy seems to be my job!"

Song Ci still looked the same, with a pale face, and those who didn't know him thought this was an overindulgent smoker, but as long as anyone had heard of this name, there was no one who didn't respect Song Ci.

"Go!"

Song Ci and Bao Zheng walked towards those corpses at the same time. Bao Zheng and Di Renjie were quite normal, but Song Ci's eyes lit up when he saw these corpses.

"Everyone, don't move yet!"

After all, it was Song Ci who dealt with corpses every day. Although he was excited to see corpses, he was not to the point of losing his mind. He first put on a pair of gloves, then took out a bottle in his arms, poured a little on a corpse,

After a while, seeing no response from the corpse, he nodded to Bao Zheng and the others, "No poison!"

"Master Bao, I looked at the direction where the corpse fell, as if..."

"Without resistance, you are willing to die, right?"

Song Ci pouted, he is the forensic doctor, okay?

"Look here, they should be sacrificing something, or..."

Song Ci glanced at the offerings on the incense table in front of him, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Everyone, come and see!"

"What pattern is this?"

Song Ci waved to Bao Zheng and Di Renjie, they both found a totem-like pattern on the left shoulder of the corpse.

"This is……"

Several people looked at each other, and they all saw doubts in each other's eyes. This totem seemed a bit beyond their imagination.

"This is the totem of the former Sui Zuo Yiwei."

Li Wenhao walked up behind and said.

"Their last commander is none other than the father of Concubine Yin, Li You's grandfather, former Hussar General, Master Yin!"

"Back then, Yang Guangxun, Liu Yin Shishi was stationed in Xijing and assisted the acting king Yang You. Then in the 13th year of Daye, my grandfather marched into Chang'an, and Yin Shishi was killed during the resistance!"

"According to His Royal Highness, if this group of people are all Zuo Yiwei, then they are at least 40 years old now."

Bao Zheng pinched his fingers and counted.

"More than that, Zuo Yiwei was the defender of Zhangye back then, and he specialized in dealing with the Dangxiang people and Tuyuhun. Their soldiers did not change so fast!"

"Moreover, most of their soldiers come from their own captives, so if this group of people is really the Megatron Party Xiang, uh, Zuo Yiwei, I'm afraid they must be at least 50 years old."

"Then why did they..."

Song Ci asked everyone's doubts.

Since this group of people are soldiers, or Zuo Yiwei who was so powerful in the northwest, who can make them die so willingly?

Looking at them, it seemed that they were burning incense to worship something, and then they were killed logically, without even a trace of resistance.

"Your Highness, there are no survivors. In the entire village, except for this place, there is no trace of blood, let alone any signs of fighting."

"Besides, every household is very tidy. They should have received some notice to come here to die together."

"Weird, weird..."

Di Renjie shook his head, wondering why this group of warriors willingly died.

"That's so strange, the military order, just like His Royal Highness, if our brothers like Xiaogui Army are allowed to die, we will not even blink our eyes."

Xiong Zhan said in a muffled voice at the side.

"Your Highness, they used the Yanling Saber. Look at the wound. The Yanling Saber's wound is easy to distinguish from shallow to deep."

Song Ci casually separated the wound on a dead man's neck with his fingers, pointed at the frozen blood and said.

"Since the change of equipment in our army, it seems that this kind of knife has been eliminated?"

"That's right! Back then, the whole army changed their outfits. The waist sabers were changed into Tang sabers. The infantry mostly used the Mo saber invented by His Highness. The Jin Yiwei used the Xiuchun saber. The wounds of these weapons are all different."

Liu Bowen added from the side.

"Your Highness, look here..."