Royal Road

Early in the morning, Zhu Er got up from the bed. In the previous fierce battle, he injured his arm. Fortunately, his life was too big, just a normal skin wound. Someone would debride him when he returned to the barracks. Now the arm is wrapped in several layers, and the pain is pain, but it is only pain.

Although he was injured, after Zhu Er got up, he first carefully folded the thick linen on the bed and flattened the wool felt underneath. These were all sent from the camp, and if they were damaged, they would be taken home to be repaired by the lady. After finally marrying a bride, he can't bear to let his own woman suffer.

As before, after finishing all this, Zhu Er raised his head and glanced at the vacant bed opposite, sighed lightly, and walked out of the barracks.

As soon as the war had ended, there were no soldiers to practice outside these few days. Zhu Erjing passed through the school yard and walked to the west of the barracks. As early as when the barracks were built, five large houses were isolated here, all of which were good houses with sunny views, and many quirky high-foot beds were built, but they have not been allowed to live. Until now, everyone has figured out the purpose of these houses.

This is the "ward" of the camp. All wounded soldiers must be placed here. Avoid immune diseases and facilitate treatment at the same time. Back home that day, the seriously injured were admitted to these rooms. The next day, the host brought back two doctors from the county government and closed the door to treat people. It is said that many people heard the screams coming from here.

If he could not come to this place, Zhu Er really didn't want to come. However, Wang Wu, who was in the same room with him, was also seriously injured. Although they were constantly beating and scolding and liked to lift the bar, they were indeed the first batch of Zhuang Han to join the trilogy. Trained together, experienced the first battle to guard the Liang Mansion together, and were promoted to squad leader together, and they secretly shouted, wanting to be better than anyone else. But now, Wang Wu was lying in this terrible ward.

Opened his eyes and looked at the sign on the door, Zhu Er walked to the westernmost room. Somehow, the door of the room was concealed. Before stepping into the room, I could hear the painful groan from inside. The voices vary in size, some are vague, some are sober, but no matter what, it makes people anxious to listen. Zhu Er swallowed his saliva, opened the door and walked in.

There are six high beds in the room, and there is a person lying on each bed. However, looking intently, Zhu Er found that the **** scenes of missing hands, broken legs and broken stomachs had never appeared at all. On the contrary, the room is clean, the beds are covered with neat linen, and the windows are covered with white paper to block the wind, so the sunlight can shine through the paper. And the room was not cold at all. There was a charcoal stove burning in the corner, and the shape was a bit weird. The smoke seemed to be scattered outside the room along the long tube next to it, and it was not choking at all.

Although there is still a **** smell that cannot be eliminated, it is more of the smell of medicinal soup. How does this seem to be for the wounded? It's almost like the houses of the nobles!

"Zhu Er? Is that you?"

A hoarse voice came from the room, and Zhu Er just remembered what he was doing, and hurried to the high bed. When he saw the man lying on the bed, he choked in his throat and almost shed tears: "Wang Wu, you, your leg..."

I saw under the quilt, the left side was obviously missing half of the outline, it should be a cut off. A great living person, who expected that it was only a battle, left him disabled.

"Why cry?" Wang Wu's face was a little pale, but his expression was still sober, and he cursed in a dumb voice, "I just hurt a leg, not dead. Alas, you don't know how bad the arrow rain was. , Just by Lao Tzu's side, three or four fell down. This is really fate..."

"But if you are like this, how will you lead soldiers in the future..." Half of Zhu's second words, consciously wrong, just want to slap himself! Isn't this worse?

"If you can't bring soldiers, you can go back to farm. Anyway, the host said that the disabled are also second-class merits, and they are exempt from ten years of land tax. Wait, I will show you something first..."

As he said, he stretched out his hand and pulled the bell hanging on the head of the bed vigorously. A crisp bell rang, and miraculously, the groans in the room were immediately reduced a lot, the thick curtain was picked up, and a figure walked out of it.

That was a woman! Zhu Er's eyes widened. Wait, how come there are women in the barracks? ! I saw that the woman was neatly dressed, wrapped her hair in a cloth towel, and she was about 30 years old, and her appearance was not bad!

Before Zhu Er could react, the woman had already raised her eyebrows: "How did you come in?"

Zhu Er couldn't help but gaped: "I, the door, the door is not closed..."

"Here are all seriously wounded. They need to rest and recuperate. They cannot visit at will." The woman walked quickly to the side of Wang Wu's bed and said coldly, "What's wrong with you?"

Wang Wuyi looked miserable: "Oh...Li Huniang, I'm really thirsty, please give me a glass of water."

The woman glared at him, but didn't say anything, and turned to get hot water inside. While others were taking the water, Wang Wu lowered his voice and said, "See you! This was only in the ward yesterday, and there is one in each room! I take care of our daily life! Changing bandages, wiping sweat, going to the toilet, everything This girl made it!"

"Let a woman take care of you rough men?" Zhu Er was even more surprised, "Why is she willing to do it?!"

"You don't know what cottage this woman was saved from. It is said that she came to the camp because she didn't want to marry. As the team said, she can't be taken lightly because she eats the same military salary as us. I think she is interesting to me, don't you think?"

Zhu Er didn't see whether the girl lady had any feelings of admiration, but the disgust was shining on her face. Seeing Wang Wu's appearance, Zhu Er couldn't laugh or cry: "The one who was rescued from the mountain bandit's den was also a hard-failed woman, and she has to take care of you, so don't take it lightly!"

"I know! I want to marry her!" Wang Wubai glanced at him, but he couldn't see the haggardness, instead he returned to the way people wanted to fight in the past.

At this moment, the woman came out with a bowl of water, and when she saw Zhu Er, she frowned and said, "Why are you still not leaving? That's right, you can feed him some water."

Wang Wuyi was dumbfounded when he heard it, and stared over angrily. Zhu Er quickly said: "I, I have a wound on my arm..."

"Yes, go quickly!" Wang Wu waved at him like a mosquito.

Seeing the appearance of the old friend, Zhu Er didn't have the face to continue to wait, coughed dryly, and turned to leave. Standing at the door, he looked back and looked at the several large houses side by side, and the worry in his heart seemed to have receded. The landlord will never let them down, even if they are injured or killed, they will not be left behind. This is the lord who is worthy of their service!

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"Lord Lang, after two days, seven of those who were seriously injured died. The rest were treated as much as possible, and we have to wait and see for a few days." A medical worker knelt before the case and said truthfully.

In this era of underdeveloped surgical operations, serious injuries are really the same as those killed in battle, and it’s pretty good to be able to save a few. Liang Feng sighed softly: "The remaining wounded patients must be treated well. If you can, you will be saved. Don't begrudge medicinal materials."

The two medical workers looked at each other. They had never seen such a Patriarch. In the past, the wounded soldiers were not always thrown into the corners, letting them fend for themselves. How can it be treated so solemnly? Alas, it is also their blessing to meet such a compassionate Patriarch.

Another medical worker said: "There are also those nurses in the ward, are they unsightly..."

Liang Feng picked his eyebrows: "The nurse can't take care of the injured?"

"No... but it's a woman after all, staying in the camp, this..." The medical worker was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to explain to this handsome man.

"They are not camp prostitutes, they are only responsible for caring for the wounded. If there are no wounds, they will naturally go back to the mansion to take care of them. You only need to take care of the disease and don't cause the disease." Liang Feng said coldly.

Hearing this, the two medical workers did not dare to say much, and walked out after saluting. Liang Feng rubbed his eyebrows in distress. The nurse system did not explain the ancients well. However, in the past few months, Yi Yan and the others did not know how many cottages they had captured, and many of them had been taken in by the culprits. Some women can get rid of the shadows of the past, remarry, and start a new life. Some have the idea of ​​being alone for life. So Liang Feng just let it go, letting them learn crafts or nursing knowledge is also a way out.

And to be honest, the role of female nurses in inspiring wounded soldiers to survive should not be underestimated. If these brave women can be used to inspire the disabled to live, it would be a wonderful way. However, these women can only stay in the camp. If they are in battle, they will have to train some lifeguards. He didn't plan to return the two medical workers to Guo Jiao anymore. When Jiang Da came back, let him organize and train a group of usable people.

"Lord. The horse has been selected, and fifty-seven of the horses are of slightly poor grade, and the body is injured." Yi Yan strode into the room and reported.

"Very well, let people send these horses to the county government, and give them to Wu Ling, and come back with some fodder." Liang Feng said, "How many horses are left?"

"One hundred and thirty-six horses left."

"Adding the original horses in the Fuzhong, you can almost make up one hundred and fifty rides. It seems that you will have to open up a pasture next year. You remember to go around and find a suitable place." Use some bad horses for fodder. , Is already a very cost-effective business. If it weren't for the more than a hundred horses, he would be able to eat his food.

"Can the cavalry be expanded to one hundred and fifty next year?" Yi Yan immediately became energetic.

"Well, not only the cavalry, but the infantry must be expanded again. This time, the surviving auxiliary soldiers will all be converted into regular soldiers, and then matched with a corresponding number of auxiliary soldiers. In this way, two infantry battalions are paired with a cavalry battalion. The enemy army will have the strength to fight." This is Liang Feng's preliminary plan. When the refugees come in in large numbers, he will rob them. In other words, we have to get two hundred regular soldiers, four to five hundred auxiliary soldiers, and various arms should be enriched. It's just that the officer candidates are a little worried. It's easy to get a thousand soldiers, but it's hard to find a general.

"You should also pay attention to the candidate for the camp official. If you encounter a good seedling, report it and I will see it myself."

"Subordinates understand." Now Yi Yan is also a person who has commanded a lot of battles, and naturally knows the role that a good officer can play. The few in the team are so long, you can pick them up.

"Has the seized property counted out?"

"There are six carts of silk and silk, two carts of gold, silver and jewellery, and millions of dollars. There is not a lot of food, only more than thirty or forty stones. The accountant is still in storage, and it is estimated that it can be cleaned tomorrow." Yi Yan said.

This group of rebel soldiers can really rob, and I don't know how many villages they have looted. It was also the best time he met. This group of people had just begun to rob, and they also attached great importance to all kinds of property. .

"Well, with these, this battle is not in vain." Liang Feng nodded. "Those dead horses are also quickly dealt with. The horse meat is distributed to the soldiers and each person is 20 catties. The rest can be pickled. It's pickled, and the returnees are here, and it's still useful. The horse hides are tanned, and the horsehairs are left. When the spring starts, we can find a place to sell them."

There are good things all over the horse, and even the Huns would not kill so many horses to sell them. These materials must be kept in good condition, and only after they are sold at a high price. Fortunately, it's winter now, and things can still be kept. If you get so many dead horses in summer, I'm afraid you can only eat it all at once.

Yi Yan nodded. He was accustomed to seeing herders dealing with dead animals. He didn't have the ridiculous idea that "horse meat is poisonous" of the Han people. He didn't feel strange to eat these war-dead horses. These years, it’s a blessing to be able to eat delicious meat. Who cares if it’s horse meat or lamb?

"Prepare some good horse meat, food, and wine." Liang Feng thought for a while, and then ordered, "Wait for tomorrow's celebration banquet and reward the trilogy. By the way, announce this military reward."

This is a great battle, and everyone has to remember. It's the first time that the song has suffered casualties. It is necessary to calm people's hearts. Coupled with the closing of the New Year, we celebrate the opening ceremony and send a red envelope, so everyone can have a good New Year. People's hearts are all flesh-grown, only you put them in your heart and treat them like individuals. These talents will fight for their lives and live their lives. The strong army he needs can't just be brave and not afraid of death, but must dare to fight, be good at fighting, and even long for war and victory. Only in this way can we protect ourselves and keep Liang's mansion standing in the troubled times.

And these are far more important than the imperial rewards. Liang Feng smiled, desk again, and wrote the prepared military regulations.

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The big victory is certainly exciting, but when the good news is delivered to the desk, not everyone can smile.

Staring coldly at the letter on the case, Liu Xuan asked: "Gaodu Shoubing destroyed the rebellious army? Killed 472 people and only lost more than 300 soldiers? When did the Jin army become so powerful?! "