With the medicinal herbs donated by the noble ladies of the border town, the urgent need for medicinal herbs in the military camp was resolved.
Physician Ren led his men to Dongying, as it was the most suitable place to store these medicinal herbs.
Once the frostbite ointment was ready, Lu Qiqi took Shijiu to the Eastern Camp to find Physician Ren, hoping to produce a large quantity of the ointment for the soldiers to use.
Previously, Dongying reported that more than a thousand people had suffered frostbite, but most of the soldiers had frostbite on their hands and feet, and if it became infected, it might become infected.
It would be better to solve the problem once and for all by producing large quantities. Winter is long, so we'll always have a use for it.
Passing by the Dongying tent, Lu Qiqi saw Lu Da. Remembering how he had taken care of her in Tianxin Village, she asked Shijiu to give him a small box of frostbite ointment.
Lu Da accepted the frostbite ointment and said with a smile, "Thank you, Lord Xiang."
Lu Qiqi waved her hand, indicating it was nothing serious. Then, remembering something, she asked, "Brother Lu, it's windy in Dongying. If this snow keeps falling..."
She didn't say the second half of her sentence, but both people present understood what she meant.
Upon hearing this, Lu Da's upturned lips instantly straightened, and he looked serious. "If this snow doesn't stop, this winter will be hard to endure."
The word "difficult" sounds much better than "losses," but the truth is that the soldiers' lives were still in danger.
After exchanging a few words, Lu Da had other important matters to attend to, so Lu Qiqi went to the wounded soldiers' camp in the East Camp.
As Lu Qiqi entered the soldiers' camp, a wave of warmth washed over her. When she saw the charcoal fire nearby, she looked around for Physician Ren.
We saw Imperial Physician Ren carrying his medicine box, following behind Doctor Luo.
Having found Physician Ren, Lu Qiqi bypassed the wounded soldiers and went over to him.
When Doctor Luo received the ointment handed to him by Shijiu, he opened the lid and gently smelled it. "The medicinal ingredients used in this frostbite ointment are not easy to find."
Lu Qiqi understood exactly what Doctor Luo was referring to.
She added honey and safflower to the frostbite ointment, two ingredients that are hard to find in this city.
Not to mention that a very large quantity is required.
Lu Qiqi explained, "The prescription can be changed. Now that we have enough medicinal materials, we can divide it into three treatment methods."
One method involved decocting the herbs for oral administration, another was preparing frostbite ointment, and yet another was using a medicinal solution to soak the severely frostbitten areas of soldiers.
Just then, Ren Yuan overheard these words as he passed by. He said happily, "If this frostbite ointment is really useful, wouldn't it save us a lot of trouble?"
Upon hearing this, Nineteen stretched out his hand for everyone to see, saying, "My hand is frostbitten, the skin is broken and oozing pus. It's all thanks to the village chief's frostbite ointment."
It's much better now; the oozing pus has scabbed over.
Doctor Luo said, "Girl, you arrange the prescription for this frostbite ointment."
I have a prescription that is best taken by decocting.
As for the herbs used for soaking, that's up to the father and son to arrange."
With clear division of labor, the group quickly got to work.
During this time, Lu Qiqi also asked Shijiu to go and borrow some soldiers from Lu Da.
There are limited doctors in the wounded soldiers' camp, and a large number of people are needed to pound and grind medicine.
Amidst the cold winter wind and snow, wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys of the wounded soldiers' camp in Dongying, and the aroma of medicine wafted everywhere.
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Tadar's camp.
After half a month of continuous snowfall, the grass on the grassland was completely covered in white snow.
Tadar sat in the large tent, holding a dagger in his right hand. He cut a piece of meat from the cow's thigh in front of him and put it in his mouth to chew.
Li Ji, dressed in a dark blue sheepskin coat, knelt beside Da Tar, occasionally pouring wine into his cup.
The tent curtain was lifted, and a gust of cold wind rushed in, causing Li Ji, who was kneeling on the sheepskin rug, to shiver.
Zhamu came in from outside, his body wrapped in wind and snow, looking like a walking ice man, emanating a chill from his body.
Lately, every time Zhamu comes back, he brings back different bad news.
Now, Tadar feels unlucky whenever he sees his face.
He picked up the dagger, stabbed a piece of beef with the tip, and casually put it in his mouth, chewing as he said, "So, what bad news is it now?"
Zhamu glanced down at Li Ji, his gaze lingering on her for only a moment before turning to Tadar.
He said, "Your Highness, ten thousand of our warriors have already frozen to death!"
Upon hearing this, Li Ji quickly shrank back.
Upon hearing this, Tadar slammed the dagger heavily into the table, making a loud noise.
He slowly raised his head to look at Zhamu, his eyes revealing disbelief.
The warriors on the grasslands were all strong and healthy; how could a mere half-month of wind and snow have taken the lives of ten thousand people?
Zhamu had been by Tadar's side for many years, and he could roughly guess the meaning behind every glance from him.
He lowered his head, not daring to look at Tadar, and bowed, saying, "Your Highness, this winter's heavy snow is too strange, lasting for half a month."
It's been raining non-stop, day and night; it's never been this long in previous years.
When my subordinates led their men to the Yunga River, they found that the snow there was five feet deep.
Five feet!
Zhamu returned to the military camp yesterday, bringing back news that most of the cattle and sheep had frozen to death.
The beef is still on the table, but now bad news keeps coming: 10,000 soldiers have frozen to death!
This is outrageous!
Tadar frowned, and after a moment he remembered something, "How is things on Ajitai's side?"
Zhamu, recalling the message from Uchi, reported truthfully, "The Third Prince's forces are few, and the number of warriors lost this time has reached 30%."
What does 30% mean? It means that 3,000 out of 10,000 men would die, and this is only half a month. There are still several months until the end of winter.
Tadar originally planned to use the stockpiled hay to feed the yaks and allow the sheep to graze on grass in areas with less snow.
Now that human lives are in danger, it's wishful thinking to expect to guarantee cattle and sheep for grazing next year.
Seeing that Tadar remained silent, Zhamu continued, "Your Highness, there is one more thing."
Upon hearing this, Tadar's heart pounded.
He glared at Zhamu angrily, "Tell me everything!"
Zhamu said, "Most of the cattle and sheep have frozen to death, and 30% of the horses on the grassland have also died."
The death of cattle and sheep will affect the storage of grain for the following year.
The Tatars have always lived on horseback, so if their steed dies, it's a real blow.
Without their fine horses, how could they possibly attack the Great Jin Dynasty on horseback?
Thinking of this, Tadar's anger surged to his head. "That useless bastard Ajitai, a month has passed and he still hasn't convinced that old man to send troops."
If we had had enough troops a month ago, and sent them to attack the Great Jin, with Wu Guangping's inside help, would we have been afraid of not being able to capture the city?
Zhamu bowed his head, not daring to look at Tadar, and Liji also moved her body little by little, afraid of being caught in the crossfire and implicated.
Tadar said, "Let Uchi tell Ajitai that Sudia died at the hands of the enemy prince, and was humiliated to death."
Upon hearing this, Zhamu immediately raised his head and looked at Tadar.
After a moment, he realized what was happening and replied, "Yes!"
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