Daqin: I Can Be Upgraded To A God By Killing An Enemy

Looking at the yelling sharp men.

Zhao Qi also has a kind of excitement in his heart.

From now on.

He has entered the midstream of Daqin and is in charge of the army.

The promise to her own woman in the past has been fulfilled.

He will gain power in the future, return home with glory, and marry Li Yan'er with the scenery.

But 10,000 people will not be enough, far from enough.

Zhao Qi needs greater merit, the merit of killing the king, the merit of destroying the country, and gaining greater authority.

After he came back to his senses, he calmed down the excitement of controlling the Armies.

Zhao Qi raised his hand.

Pause time.

The barracks that had shouted suddenly fell silent.

"Now I have a big victory over Yangcheng at the beginning of Qin Dynasty, but Han is still undecided."

"Today, this general is in charge."

"The training remains the same, for the time being, nothing will be changed."

"The army is allowed to rest for two days, waiting for the general order."

Zhao Qi said to the army.

"promise."

All the sharp scholars said in unison.

"It's gone."

Zhang Han stood up and waved at the soldiers.

The army was scattered, each returning to the base camp.

"Where is the wounded camp?"

Zhao Qi turned around, looked at Zhang Han and Tu Sui and asked.

"Back to General."

"The wounded battalion of our barracks is on the side. Under our Daqin army system, each wounded in the army is treated separately." Tu Sui replied immediately.

"Take Ben to the wounded camp."

Zhao Qi nodded and said.

"promise."

Tu Sui and Zhang Han immediately led the way.

Walked towards a side camp of the barracks.

Just approached.

"Ah...ah..."

"I don't want to die. I still have a wife in my family. I don't want to die."

"Doctor, help me..."

"It hurts, it hurts..."

There were bursts of miserable crying in the wounded camp.

On the battlefield.

The arrow rain on the head was like a storm, and Da Qin Ruishi would not retreat half a step, even if a huge boulder was crushed, they would not retreat.

Because on the battlefield, the Daqin army is one body, casting the soul of the supreme army, and it is not allowed to retreat.

But in this wounded camp, there are all wounded sharp men, and they are also human beings, and they are afraid of pain and death.

This may also be the reason why the wounded barracks are arranged in remote military camps. Perhaps their tragic scenes are seen by those uninjured sharps that will affect their morale.

but.

This is inevitable, because this is war.

"General, do you really want to go in?"

"They are now... alas..."

Listening to these screams, Tu Sui looked at Zhao Qi helplessly.

"Why can't I watch my sharp men?"

Zhao Qi said, opening the curtain directly and striding to the wounded camp.

Eye-catching.

Hundreds of wounded soldiers lay on the ground, blood, rotten meat, and miserable scenes completely appeared in Zhao Qi's eyes.

Under these wailing sounds.

Only a few doctors are busy, obviously, in vain.

Although he has gone through several wars, killed an unknown number of enemies, and felt the cruelty of the battlefield, Zhao Qi couldn't help but feel his scalp numb when he saw the tragedy of the wounded barracks in front of him.

"General."

"In this battle of attacking Yangcheng, the kite couldn't hold on to it, and the troops were stationed for defense. Our army suffered heavy losses..."

"The original ten thousand people in our ministry will die for the country. Originally, two thousand people died in the battle, and more than one thousand soldiers were wounded. Most of them were seriously injured."

"Moreover, this is only our department. There were many serious casualties in other armies. If the general had not broken through the gate and beheaded the violent kite, our army would have paid even more casualties for this siege." Zhang Han stood at Zhao Qi. Behind him, said helplessly.

"If you are injured on the battlefield, even if you try your best to rescue them, you will not survive more than one-fifth. Most of them are bleeding to death. As long as you pull out the sharp arrow, you can't stop the bleeding."

"Furthermore, the doctors in the military barracks are not enough."

Tu Sui also said immediately.

"There are more than a thousand wounded soldiers in my army alone."

Hearing this number, Zhao Qi was also shocked.

Although he knew the cruelty of the Yangcheng Siege, he didn't expect it to be so cruel.

Zhao Qi also understands what Tu Sui said.

this era.

Medical conditions are extremely poor. Injuries on the battlefield are almost always penetrating injuries. Except for the bandaging of doctors, most of them are infected because of infection and cannot stop the bleeding. These problems are too many.

Even a doctor can only simply use some hemostatic herbs to bandage, and there is no other way.

"The court."

"Does the king know about the wounded soldiers?"

Zhao Qi calmed down, looked at Tu Sui and asked.

"The King is my Great Qin Mingjun, how can I not know?"

"But on the battlefield, the sword has no eyes. The only thing the king can do is to recruit physicians into the barracks from the folks' senior salary, and treat the wounded soldiers regardless of money." Tu Sui said with awe in his eyes.

"Regardless of wealth, we will try our best to treat."

"As expected to be the emperor of the ages, Qin Shihuang."

"For this age where human life is regarded as a must, how many kings can do it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qi sighed in his heart.

One sentence does not count the wealth, one sentence makes every effort to treat.

It's easy to say.

But what kind of financial consumption will it bring to a huge country? War is originally a consumption of national power and money.

"Now that I have come to this era, I may also be able to change."

"Not for anything else, because I am Daqin's general and serve Daqin, and all Daqin sharps are my paoze brothers."

"If you die, I can't help it."

"But they are still alive, I need to do my job and obey the destiny."

"No matter what, I at least did it."

Zhao Qi stared at the tragedy of the wounded barracks before him, sure in his heart.

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PS: After the update, there will be a power outage at home tomorrow. I will have to upload one more chapter tomorrow. I will stop for a whole day. I'm sorry. After another chapter is updated at night, the update will continue tomorrow night. *

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