Chapter 501: Destined not to gather dust
Not long after Qin Xiaoxia left, the city guards from a nearby city came galloping to the scene of the slaughter, guided by the two women.
Holy Knight Leit had already departed in another direction.
Even the city guards were startled when they reached the travelers' camp. Including the bandits, there were nearly a hundred bodies in all.
Disposing of the bodies would be hard work, but they stood to make a tidy little profit from this haul.
The camel-horses of this world were slower than horses on Earth and smelled stronger, but they had one advantage: they gave a very steady ride. That was good news for Qin Xiaoxia's current body.
Despite his severe injuries, he kept the camel-horse moving at a relatively sustainable high speed for over half an hour before stopping in a hollow beside a few trees.
He laboriously gathered some firewood, lit a fire with the bandit's crude flint, took the waterskin off the camel-horse's back, and boiled water in a metal vessel.
He boiled only a shallow layer. By the time he carefully removed his shirt and peeled away the bandages, the boiling water had given his "surgical supplies" a rough sterilization.
"Hiss... That really does hurt!"
From his understanding of this body, the injuries looked horrifying, but its major blood vessels, internal organs, and nerves had suffered no fatal damage. The only real complication was that the sword thrust had broken two ribs supporting the breastbone.
"Never thought I'd get a turn at being a tough guy!"
Muttering to himself, Qin Xiaoxia pulled the body's horrific wound open and set the broken, displaced bones back into their proper positions.
Then he picked up the needle and thread and began suturing the front wound from the