God Level Villain

Under the strict requirements of the night wind, so far only a few soldiers in the entire army who are not satisfied have become ill. As for the other soldiers, no one has become ill.

As the troops proceeded in all aspects of the work in an orderly manner, Ye Feng knew that there was nothing to worry about here.

So he came to the camp that Gang オ had set up under the protection of his own guard.

But Ye Feng didn't return to his camp first. After he came here, he walked directly towards the battlefield hospital.

And these battlefield hospitals were also formed by the night wind pumping people out, and now Sun Zhongjing's medical school has expanded to an unknown number of times.

Hua Tuo and others all taught in it, and with the support of the night wind, Hua Tuo is now beginning to develop towards a surgeon.

At the same time, the entire medical school has been divided into two parts, one of which is for the training of private doctors, this part needs to pay for it, although there is also a part of subsidies from the court.

As for the other part, the people who were transferred from the various armies, they need to learn various methods of emergency treatment of wounds and first aid, and then they need to return to the army after they have learned it.

And one more thing is that after these people come back, they will often organize soldiers in the army to learn first aid, because in many cases, it only takes one minute or one minute to disappear from the world.

But if these ordinary soldiers also have some first aid, then the first aid will be launched as soon as the wounded is searched. In that case, it is very likely that a life will be pulled out of the ghost gate.

These are things that Yefeng is gradually implementing in the army, so now Yefeng’s army not only can first aid, but many of them are already learning culture.

As Ye Feng came outside the battlefield hospital, he heard various screams inside.

And there are people who are constantly being carried inside, while others are being carried out.

And those who were carried out meant that they had left this human world, and there was no way to save them back.

So Ye Feng walked in directly with his foot raised.

The battlefield hospital at this time was actually a few huge tents, but these tents were full of light, because the night wind had already allowed the crude oil to be refined.

Although it is not too successful, kerosene is still extracted, so it is said that kerosene is burned in it.

Moreover, the ventilation conditions here are particularly good, and I am not afraid of when the oxygen is exhausted.

When Ye Feng's figure just appeared in a tent, the tent, which was full of countless screams just now, became quiet, and then there was only the sound of saws sawing bones.

The wounded looked at the night wind one by one, and then they all worked hard to endure their own pain.

As for the military doctors, none of them care about the arrival of the night wind, because the education they receive is that the wounded must be the most important at this time. As long as they fight for an extra second, they may save a life.

And this rule was originally proposed by Ye Feng himself, so Ye Feng didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the military doctors' practices.

"Call out the pain out loud. I am also a human being. I know everyone's pain. You don't need to care about me. Just treat me as your brother. Call it out."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the soldiers who were still holding back just now yelled out one after another, and then screams rang out from the entire tent.

But Ye Feng had already come to a soldier's bed at this time, and the military doctor had already come to him with a saw at this time.

At this time, Ye Feng saw that one of the soldier's feet had been completely broken into pieces, and some bones had protruded outside.

Seeing the night wind coming, the soldier wanted to struggle to sit up.

So Ye Feng ran over immediately, and then held him down.

"Your Majesty, will there be no way I can't stand up in the future? Can I not cut my legs? I still want to fight for Datang."

As this person's sentence "Fight for the Tang Dynasty" rang, the entire tent became quiet again.

"Fight for Datang!"

"Fight for Datang!"

"Fight for Datang!"

After a brief period of silence, the whole tent rang out for the fight for the Tang Dynasty, and then gradually spread out. Now this sentence of the fight for the Tang Dynasty has resounded under the entire sky...

At this time, Ye Feng felt that his eyes were a little bit moist, and then he took Ma Fei San from the military doctor's hands.

"Don't worry, you all have a chance to fight for Datang, and Datang will be proud of you."

After saying this, Ye Feng covered the hemp in his hand on the wounded soldier's nose, and the soldier passed out after a while.

And Ma Fei San was developed by Ye Feng since he acquired Hua Tuo. With the full support of Ye Feng, Hua Tuo, Sun Zhongjing and others spent more than a year to develop it.

With the emergence of Ma Fei San, the number of soldiers under Ye Feng who died due to secondary injuries has gradually decreased.

The so-called secondary injury is like the soldier whose legs are now being sawed. This is the secondary injury.

After all, no matter who was sawn off the leg alive, according to human nerves, there are indeed not many people who can survive.

However, after Ma Feisan appeared, the soldiers were sawn off their legs under anesthesia, and they were a little better.

But Ye Feng saw that the soldier's leg was sawn off, and the blood vessel was burned with a soldering iron at the wound, and he walked out of the tent.

Right after coming out, Ye Feng smelled the air outside, and then looked at the night sky in the distance.

At this time, Ye Feng didn’t know if he was doing it right. After all, these young people gave their lives to themselves, but even if there were ghost soldiers in their bodies, they waited for them to fulfill their requirements. , How many of these people can live.

But then Ye Feng's eyes seemed to be playing a movie, letting go of those Han Chinese who had been treated as slaves by the Huns.

For those colleagues who were tortured by the Huns, Ye Feng's determination suddenly became clearer.

If you want a nation to become strong, then the sacrifice that should be made must be made.