"quick!"
"Quickly, bring him over here!"
In the wounded soldiers' camp, soldiers burned and injured by kerosene stones were continuously carried into the camp tents.
Ah~
"Ouch~"
The wounded soldiers suffered injuries of varying degrees, and the doctors worked swiftly to treat them.
For a moment, howls and the sounds of doctors frantically distributing medicines filled the wounded soldiers' camp.
The sound of war drums outside the camp suddenly stopped.
The soldiers carrying the stretchers and the doctors treating the wounded all stopped what they were doing and listened carefully to the sounds outside.
Lu Qiqi quickly stitched up and cut the sutures for the wounded soldier, taking a moment to listen carefully to the sounds outside.
After a long while, she became truly certain that the war drums had indeed stopped.
When the war drums stop, it means either defeat or retreat.
At this time, there was no sign of Tartars storming into the military camp.
So, Song Yanqing is...
Lu Qiqi, wearing gloves and with her hands covered in blood, stood frozen in place, her mind racing, when a voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts.
"Victory! The Tartars have retreated!"
"Village Chief, we've held out!"
"The Crown Prince has successfully defended the border!"
Before you see him, you hear his voice.
Before long, Nineteen, grinning and laughing, rushed into the wounded soldiers' camp.
Share this great news with everyone present.
Upon hearing the news of the Tartars' retreat, both doctors and soldiers in the wounded soldiers' camp felt a great weight lifted from their hearts.
"That's great, that's great."
The joy of the crowd was beyond words; their faces beamed with happiness as they repeated the same phrase.
Lu Qiqi was the first to react and shouted, "The young master has led his men to guard the city gates of the camp, and we must also protect the lives of the wounded soldiers!"
"Yes, Your Excellency!"
The doctors responded in unison and then continued their work of treating the wounded soldiers.
With the fighting on the city wall over, Lu Qiqi left Doctor Yin to oversee the wounded soldiers' camp.
She led a team of doctors to the city wall to treat the wounded soldiers.
During this Tatar siege, siege ladders were not used; instead, oilstones were thrown to attack the city.
The firestone is incredibly powerful, and it's not uncommon for people struck by it to break their hands suddenly due to uneven force.
Burns and bruises are not uncommon.
The only saving grace is that it is a snowy night, and the city and its surroundings are covered in snow.
The kerosene stone fell into the snow and burned a huge black hole, but it did not cause the camp to burn down.
Lu Qiqi and a group of doctors bandaged the wounds of the injured soldiers on and off the city wall and treated their injuries.
The winter night was cold, but the doctors were working so hard that their foreheads were covered in sweat.
After working late into the night, Lu Qiqi finally saw a familiar figure.
Wearing a red battle robe, Song Yanqing stood on the city wall, instructing the Shadow Guards standing beside him to do their work.
Smoke billows, and the flames of war raged.
Song Yanqing noticed the gaze and, after finishing his last sentence, looked up to see Lu Qiqi standing in the firelight.
In the dead of night, amidst the cold wind and snow, the flickering firelight shone warmly on Lu Qiqi, as if a ray of sunshine had appeared in the darkness.
The two looked at each other from the city wall and chuckled softly.
With the siege over, they had many things to deal with. After a brief exchange of glances, the two immediately threw themselves into their respective tasks.
As dusk began to fall, the soldiers and doctors on the city wall began to bandage his wounds one after another.
At dawn, Lu Qiqi finally returned to the wounded soldiers' camp.
After a night of treating the wounded soldiers, the doctors were finally able to rest for a while.
Everyone collapsed onto the ground of the wounded soldiers' camp, not caring how cold it was. After working all night, their hearts were about to stop from exhaustion, so they couldn't care less about anything else.
Lu Qiqi found a stool, sat down, and leaned against the square table next to her to rest.
She felt sleepy, tired, and hungry, and didn't even want to move her fingers.
Nineteen boiled water all night, and as dawn approached, firewood was still being added to the earthen stove.
When he lifted the tent flap, he saw that the wounded soldiers and doctors were all slumped on the ground, and there wasn't a single person standing except for him.
Looking around, he finally spotted Lu Qiqi. "The village head?"
When Lu Qiqi heard Shijiu call her, she lifted her eyelids and uttered a single word, "Hungry."
Upon hearing this, Nineteen's stomach rumbled in perfect unison.
The two looked at each other, seemingly frozen in place, before bursting into laughter one after the other.
Lu Qiqi patted the table, stood up and said, "Let's go get the round cakes and beef jerky."
The wounded soldiers' camp always had food reserves, which was specially arranged by Lu Qiqi, since the border town was mostly filled with soldiers and battles.
In such situations, it's always good to be prepared, and this knowledge can come in handy.
Before long, the doctors in the wounded soldiers' camp, as well as the wounded soldiers who could eat, were all eating dry rations.
To boost the doctors' morale, Lu Qiqi specially boiled a large pot of spiritual spring water and distributed it for them to drink.
After eating and drinking their fill, the doctors quickly began treating the wounded soldiers.
Meanwhile, doctors from Dongying also rushed to the camp and quickly joined the rescue team.
With Physician Ren in charge of managing the wounded soldiers' camp, Lu Qiqi was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
Before she could even rest, someone rushed to the wounded soldiers' camp to report, "Your Highness, there is a woman claiming to be a descendant of General Feng outside the camp."
It should be Feng Yu'er.
Upon receiving this news, Lu Qiqi, without taking a break, quickly followed the soldiers out of the camp.
On the way there, she wondered to herself that the Tatars must have attacked the city last night with such a great commotion that the people in the border town could not have missed it.
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