[Gentle-as-jade Crown Prince vs. Spirited Fake Daughter, Ancient-Modern Connection + Farming & Hoarding + Infrastructure Development]
After the fake daughter, Song Tingwan, was swept out ...
Xiao Yunze understood.
Now, if the third brother Xiao Yuncheng had not colluded with the Wei Kingdom, and if the emperor had not listened to slander and refused to send reinforcements or increase food supplies, how could the brave and wise General Huoqi be forced to be helpless?
If it were him, without the materials and gunpowder-making method given by Miss Song, he would not dare to guarantee that he could do better than Hou Changfeng in such a desperate situation.
Xiao Yunze lowered his eyes to look at the sand table, and pointed his finger at one spot. "The Wei army hasn't gained much advantage these days. They didn't attack today, so our army has a chance to rest and recuperate."
"Now the gunpowder has been buried on the road that the Wei army must pass through. If they fall into the trap, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced. If we attack them again by force, we may win."
Hou Changfeng also thought of this, and a fierce fighting spirit ignited in his eyes, "Tomorrow, I will definitely take the head of the opposing coach!"
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"Doctor Guan! Come here quickly!" A soldier, with his hands on the shoulders of another soldier lying on the ground, shouted towards the tent door, "He seems to be dying! Save him quickly!"
Guan Shaoxian heard the shouts and quickly walked up to them.
I saw the man on the ground trembling all over, his lips were purple, and his breathing was very heavy.
Guan Shaoxian squatted down and used his fingers to open his eyelids.
red!
The whole eye is filled with red!
Guan Shaoxian reached out to feel his pulse, and the more he felt, the tighter his brows furrowed.
"How is it, Doctor Guan?" Zhang Cheng was extremely anxious, because the man lying on the ground was his good brother who had been through life and death with him!
"The pulse is extremely disordered and irregular." Guan Shaoxian's face turned grim as he rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs. "The limbs are swollen, the eyes are bloodshot, and the breathing is disordered. This..."
"vomit--"
"Cough, cough, cough——"
Before Guan Shaoxian could finish his words, the man on the ground vomited a mouthful of blood, accompanied by a few weak coughs.
"Brother Li! How are you? Don't scare me!" Zhang Cheng panicked. "Doctor, Doctor Guan, why did Brother Li suddenly vomit blood? Can he, can he be saved?"
"Please save him!"
Facing his almost pleading eyes, Guan Shaoxian was unable to give him the answer he wanted to hear. He just shook his hand and sighed, "If you have anything else to say to him, please do it as soon as possible. Judging from his pulse, he won't have more than a quarter of an hour."
"And you, you have to leave here quickly to avoid infection."
In the tent filled with patients, Zhang Cheng hugged Guan Shaoxian's thighs, tears streaming down his face, "Doctor Guan, please, please!"
As he spoke, Zhang Cheng actually knelt down, knocking his forehead against the ground repeatedly. "Please! Zhang Cheng kowtows to you. Please save him. His daughter is only two years old and is waiting for him to go back and call her daddy!"
"Please!"
Those lying in this tent are all seriously ill and dying, and basically have lost consciousness.
Everyone was lying alone on the small straw mat, waiting for death in pain.
Only Zhang Cheng stays here day and night.
Guan Shaoxian sighed softly, "He doesn't have much time left, please spend some time with him. I'm sorry, Guan is powerless to help."
Outside the tent, Xiao Yunze looked at the densely packed tents in front of him with mixed feelings.
There were incessant wails, and many soldiers were coming and going outside the tent, all with cloth wrapped around their mouths and noses, carrying medicine and moving between the tents.
Just as Xiao Yunze was about to step inside, he saw Guan Shaoxian, dressed in white, lifting the curtain and walking out.
"Your Highness."
Xiao Yunze lifted his elbow and said, "Brother Guan, there's no need to be so polite. What's the situation inside?"
Guan Shaoxian shook his head slightly. "My medical skills are not very good. I can only ensure that healthy people will not be easily afflicted by this disease. But for those who are already sick, I am helpless. I can only watch them become more seriously ill and die."
"The day before yesterday, the medicine from the miracle doctor was delivered to us, but it couldn't be used?" Xiao Yunze frowned.
"Useless." Guan Shaoxian clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves. "This disease is a kind of miasma, which is contagious. Logically speaking, although this miasma is poisonous, it is not incurable. But Guan has no idea where to start, and I have truly failed Your Highness's expectations."
Xiao Yunze was puzzled. "If it was corroded by miasma, where did this poison come from?"
"I don't know. If the miracle doctor girl were here, maybe she could cure it."
When mentioning Miss Song, Xiao Yunze's eyes were filled with inexplicable emotions. After pondering for a while, he said, "I will send people to find the source of this miasma. Brother Guan, I ask you to do your best to cure the disease and save lives!"
Looking at Xiao Yunze's leaving back, Guan Shaoxian felt that the burden on his shoulders was particularly heavy.
Not long ago, he was running a newly opened pharmacy in Li County.
Someone came to him and said that there was a strange disease that had suddenly appeared on the border and no doctor could cure it. He asked him to take the medicine given by the miracle doctor to see a doctor.
The first person he thought of was the man who called himself "Song Yanzhi".
I had long suspected that he was of an extraordinary identity, but I didn't expect that he was the former crown prince!
Besides being shocked, I felt more unwilling.
I was unwilling to accept that after using up all my life's knowledge, I could only reduce the spread of the disease and delay the illness of the sick soldiers.
Guan Shaoxian looked up at the starless sky and couldn't help but think of his master.
If the master were still alive, he might be able to cure this special miasma poison.
Guan Shaoxian tilted his head back and closed his eyes.
Master, please help your disciple.
They are the hope of Daqing.
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The next day, it was still dark.
Xiao Yunze and Hou Changfeng personally led their troops to set up an ambush on the road that Wei's army had to pass.
Xiao Yunze put on his armor despite Changfeng's obstruction.
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