When Jiang Zhenyu heard the news of victory, he suddenly stood up from his boss chair.
"Very good!"
The Dajing Army has only 50,000 soldiers, and 30,000 new recruits.
Including the prisoners, there were only more than 70,000 people. It was easy to imagine how difficult it would be to fight against the enemy alliance of 400,000 people.
Xiao Jingzhou was exhausted, but there was a faint smile on his face.
"Thanks to Miss Jiang for sending the magic crossbow."
"Let our army break the enemy's tactics."
Xiao Jingzhou told Jiang Zhenyu that the enemy used steel shields to build a wall to block the Molotov cocktails.
When he talked about the surprising moment, Jiang Zhenyu knew that the danger would be averted, but he still followed his tone and was worried for a while.
After a long while, Jiang Zhenyu finally said, "It was really thrilling."
...
...
"Fortunately we won. You defended Zhiyi City."
Xiao Jingzhou hummed.
Jiang Zhenyu said: "This battle was tough, and I'm sure many soldiers in Zhiyi City were injured.
I bought the medicine for you in advance and can send it to you now. ”
Xiao Jingzhou didn't get a good rest for several days, and didn't close his eyes for a whole day and night.
At this moment, he was sleepy and tired, his throat was very dry, and his voice was a little hoarse.
"good."
The next moment, a pink thermos cup appeared in the wooden bowl.
Jiang Zhenyu: "This is the cup I brought out today, it contains warm water.
You haven't drunk water for a long time. Your throat is hoarse and you can't speak. Moisten your throat first. ”
"Thank you very much."
The smoke from the Molotov cocktail was lingering, and Xiao Jingzhou's throat had already been itching.
He unscrewed the thermos, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, relishing it to the fullest.
Xiao Jingzhou tightened the thermos and was about to send it to Jiang Zhenyu when he suddenly thought of something.
He glanced at the rim of the cup and suddenly remembered Jiang Zhenyu's words.
'This is Miss Ginger's cup. '
The glass was only seven-tenths full before he drank.
Isn't it...
Xiao Jingzhou felt the tips of his ears burning and didn't dare to think any further.
He put the thermos into the wooden bowl and immediately called Gu Zhenbei.
"Uncle, I'll leave the cleaning of the battlefield to you."
"I'm going to deliver medicine to the wounded soldiers."
Hearing this, there was no reason for Gu Zhenbei not to respond.
"Please rest assured, Your Highness. I will leave this matter to you, my humble servant."
Xiao Jingzhou still had something else to ask Gu Zhenbei, but there was no rush.
He held the wooden bowl and took Lu Chen down the city wall, heading towards the wounded soldiers' camp.
As we walked along the road, we saw wounded soldiers on stretchers running towards the wounded camp.
The wounded on the stretcher were in so much pain that they were sweating coldly, their faces were grim, and they were wailing continuously.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Jingzhou quickened his pace and rushed to the wounded soldiers' camp.
The two men approached the wounded camp and heard heart-wrenching wails coming from the tents.
It never ceases to be heard.
"Carry it to this tent."
Gu Shijie walked out of the tent, his white coat stained with red blood and black charcoal marks.
Two soldiers immediately carried the wounded to another tent.
When Gu Shijie turned around, he saw Xiao Jingzhou and Lu Chen.
His eyes lit up for a moment, and he stepped forward quickly.
"Your Highness, this is... a victory?"
Xiao Jingzhou rushed to the wounded soldiers' camp as soon as possible.
At this time, the wounded soldiers' camp had not yet received news of the enemy's retreat.
Xiao Jingzhou nodded heavily: "Victory."
"That's great!" Gu Shijie's tears started to fall.
He wanted to wipe his tears with his sleeves, but found that his sleeves were covered with blood and his hands were also covered with blood.
Just when he was at a loss as to what to do, Xiao Jingzhou raised his hand and wiped the tears from his face.
However, Xiao Jingzhou's hands were also covered in black ash, leaving two black marks on Gu Shijie's face.
Xiao Jingzhou said: "The gods are sending medicines over. Take me to the tent where the medicines are stored."
Gu Shijie said with tears in his eyes: "Your Highness, please follow me."
The three of them shuttled through the wounded camp and soon arrived at the inventory tent.
Doctor Yan's apprentice is distributing medicines.
Gu Shijie took Xiao Jingzhou in and drew a curtain in the middle.
"Your Highness, that's enough."
Xiao Jingzhou nodded and sent a message to the wooden bowl: "Miss Jiang, I have arrived at the wounded camp. Please send the medicine over."
Jiang Zhenyu was just waiting for these words.
“Wait!”
As soon as he finished speaking, medicines continued to flow out of the wooden bowl.
Iodine, hydrogen peroxide, alcohol, lidocaine...
Yunnan Baiyao, thrombin, antipyretic patch...
Amoxicillin, cephalexin, painkillers, ibuprofen...
Debridement knives, tweezers, bandages, cloth strips, splints, syringes, suture kits...
Gu Shijie picked up the lidocaine and suture bag, his face full of surprise.
"Very good!"
"The wounded soldiers are in need of these two things."
"Your Highness, I will call someone to distribute these things and treat the wounded."
There were two black marks on Gu Shijie's face, and with his exaggerated facial expression, he rushed out of the tent. Many people thought he was crazy.
When the medicine stopped flowing out of the wooden bowl, Lu Chen pulled open the curtain.
The apprentice who was in charge of distributing medicines saw that the originally empty place was now filled with all kinds of medical supplies.
His eyes widened in shock, and when he came to his senses, he ran out of the tent in a nearly crazy manner.
"Everyone come quickly, the gods have sent us medicine!"
"The wounded are saved!"
Before the crowd rushed into the tent, Xiao Jingzhou took Lu Chen out.
He strode through the wounded camp. Before he came, he had something on his mind and could only hear the wounded soldiers' cries of pain.
He did not take a close look at the wounded soldier's injuries.
"Make way, make way!"
Two soldiers, one in front and one behind, carried a wounded man on a stretcher.
The wounded man had half his arm missing and was nowhere to be found.
The strip of cloth wrapped two-thirds of the bent elbow, and blood was dripping all the way.
When Lu Chen saw the charred wound, his stomach began to churn and acid came out of his mouth.
"vomit!"
Lu Chen couldn't help it and turned around and vomited all over the floor.
He had eaten two steamed buns early in the morning and had almost digested them.
The vomit on the ground was no longer recognizable as a steamed bun, but a sticky and thick puddle that looked like mushy eight-treasure porridge.
Lu Chen held onto the flagpole beside him and used the force to stand up straight.
Xiao Jingzhou said calmly: "Let's go."
He was also heartbroken by the miserable plight of the soldiers.
However, there are still many things at the North Gate waiting for his decision.
He has neither the time nor the right to be sad.
The two returned to the north gate.
At the foot of the city, Yang Jin led his soldiers to repair the city gate.
He patted his chest and said, "Fortunately, the enemy retreated. If they had attacked for another half an hour, the city gate would have collapsed."
The soldiers used cement to block the cracks in the city gate, and then nailed wooden boards and strips to the city gate to reinforce it.
Xiao Jingzhou stopped for a moment, then turned around and walked up to the city wall.
As soon as he stepped onto the city gate, he heard Gu Zhenbei's voice.
"knew."
"First, you should count the number of soldiers who died in the battle. Your Highness will not treat their families unfairly."
"Also, send more people out of the city to gather information."
"I don't believe Xiahou Dun would just withdraw his troops like that."
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