1002 Heartache, not familiar nor familiar
War may have a beautiful side, but it will never be bloodless. On the battlefield, it is either you die or I live. Even if everyone is from Dongling, they still fight each other because they belong to different camps. |
As the sun sets, the Golden Crow falls into the sea. After several hours of fierce fighting, the sea surface has turned blood red. No matter how the sea water fluctuates, it is impossible to wash away the blood on the sea surface in a short time.
The sea breeze blew, and the salty and humid air was accompanied by the smell of blood, which was really unpleasant, but people who had stayed at sea for a long time had become accustomed to this smell.
Zuo An was seasick by nature, and after being stimulated by the smell, he vomited while holding onto the pole. He wanted to ask Feng Qingchen for a seasickness pill, but...
Faced with more and more wounded people, Feng Qingchen became increasingly busy and had no time to care about his minor "injury" that did not cause any blood.
Cleaning wounds, disinfecting, applying medicine and bandaging, severe cases require stitching. Although the process is simple, repetitive work will wear out one's patience.
The military doctors and the young medical apprentices on the warships were a bit impatient when they were busy, and they wanted to bandage all the wounded soldiers in an instant. When they heard the wounded soldiers screaming in pain, they became even more anxious. But Feng Qingchen was not annoyed by the busyness, nor did she get flustered by the wounded soldiers' screams. She was always calm and focused on her own work, not affected by the outside world at all.
Feng Qingchen's hands moved quickly but not in a messy manner. Although he had not faced so many wounded soldiers for a long time, the skills ingrained in his bones were not something he could forget just because he wanted to. Dealing with trauma was instinctive for Feng Qingchen and he could do it even with his eyes closed.
The military doctor at the side was originally very worried and uneasy when he saw so many wounded soldiers, but when he saw Feng Qingchen, a young woman, handling the wounded with ease and decisiveness, he seemed to be infected and his irritability gradually disappeared. Even when the sea breeze blew and the fishy smell filled his nose, he did not frown. |
The Ninth Prince glanced at him casually, his eyes paused for a moment, but he quickly withdrew his gaze. The war was not over yet, and he could not be distracted now. Although the Ninth Prince did not need to command the detailed operations, he had to control the overall situation.
With the power of the thunderbolt, the people on the side of the Ninth Prince clearly had the upper hand. In the following fight, the people of the Ninth Prince advanced and retreated in moderation. After the five enemy boats were smashed through and sunk by the fishmen, the outcome of the battle seemed to be coming to light.
"Your Highness, what should we do next?" The Dongling navy had been defeated. If the other side had not been so powerful in numbers, the battle would have ended long ago.
"Those who surrender will not be killed, and those who disobey will be killed without mercy." The Ninth Prince gave the order coldly. Even though the other party was also a soldier of Dongling, he did not show any mercy.
Years of experience have made his heart as hard as a rock. Not to mention being soft-hearted for his enemies, he will not be soft-hearted even for his own people or himself. The only person who can make him soft-hearted is that person...
The same words of surrendering weapons but not killing were said by the Dongling navy before the war, and now it is the turn of the Ninth Prince's people to say it. The former did not receive a response, while the latter...
"The men of Dongling would rather die than surrender." Although the Dongling naval commanders were not good at naval battles, they still had the backbone of a soldier. The Ninth Prince looked at them from hundreds of meters away. He could not see the other party's face clearly, but he could see that he was very proud.
The Ninth Prince nodded in appreciation and said, "Give him a proper burial."
"I'll give him an intact body for you." After hearing this, Zuo An stopped vomiting. He then snatched the sword from the person next to him, jumped into the air, and actually jumped directly onto the boat of the Dongling navy general.
"Protect the general, protect the general." The Dongling navy shouted, but these soldiers were nothing in front of the killer Zuo An. Zuo An was fearless and moved forward without stopping, not sparing any one who blocked his way.
Soon, Zuo An rushed to the Dongling navy commander, with his bloody knife pointed at his throat. Zuo An was no longer lazy as before, his eyes were like torches, his expression was cold, and his whole body exuded a cold murderous aura: "Since you would rather die than surrender, I will leave your body intact."
"Thank you. Your Highness, please consider that I am just following your orders and let these guys go. They are innocent." The naval commander had a sad face. He had heard Zuo An say that he was the Ninth Prince's Uncle before, and seeing that Zuo An had a cold and arrogant expression and extraordinary demeanor, he thought that he was the Ninth Prince's Uncle.
"Hmph..." Zuo Anling laughed, neither agreeing nor refusing. Under the other party's expectant eyes, Zuo An pushed the tip of the knife forward and directly penetrated into the other party's throat.
"If you have anything to say, go find Uncle Nine and tell him. It's no use telling me. I never bargain with anyone." After saying that, he drew out his sword, turned around and left.
"You are not..." The Dongling navy commander died with his eyes open. He thought Zuo An was the Ninth Prince, so he did not fight back.
Zuo An ignored them and jumped back onto the rescue ship. Although he killed his way forward, it was only a flash of lightning. By the time the Dongling navy reacted, their generals were already dead.
The deputy general hurriedly responded to the challenge. The Ninth Prince looked at the Dongling navy, which was in chaos and fighting back only on instinct, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
Just because of the death of a general, the Dongling navy has become like this. How can this be called an army? They are clearly a group of pirates, without organization or discipline.
Although the Kyushu continent is mainly land, it is not without sea areas. It is a pity that Dongling's navy is so poor. Since his good royal brother does not attach importance to the navy, let him take over.
The Ninth Prince was completely furious. He ordered a warship to be launched and he personally led the troops to charge to the front line.
Feng Qingchen was so busy treating the wounded that she didn't notice that the Ninth Uncle had personally joined the battle. Of course, even if she had seen it, she wouldn't say much. It was not uncommon for a general to personally join the battle.
The sound of warships colliding and soldiers shouting and killing resounded through the sky, and the hot blood dyed the cold sea red. This war lasted for a day and a night, and the result was just as the emperor had received. Except for the thirty warships and twenty thousand naval forces that were buried at the bottom of the sea, the rest were all captured by the Ninth Prince.
The survivors dragged the damaged warships and took the captured surrendered soldiers, surrounded the Ninth Prince's ship, and rushed towards the deep sea area unknown to outsiders.
On the boat, Feng Qingchen had been working for a day and a night, treating countless wounded people, causing those who were originally dissatisfied with Feng Qingchen to become respectful and grateful to him.
The custom on the ship does not allow women to be on board, as it is said that women will bring bad luck and will cause them to capsize at sea. Although no one dared to say it out loud under the high pressure of the Ninth Prince, they were extremely dissatisfied and disdainful of Feng Qingchen in their hearts.
However, at this moment they were extremely grateful for Feng Qingchen's existence. So what if she was a woman? Not only did the woman not bring them bad luck on the boat, but she also helped them get medical treatment.
Feng Qingchen was totally unaware of all this. She had no idea that there could be no women on the ship. She had always been on the ship, and these sailors had always been under the ship. They had not had much contact. Feng Qingchen only knew that these sailors seemed to be hostile to her and rejected her in a subtle way, but she did not take it seriously. She was not familiar with these sailors, and she would not be familiar with them...
She saved people and treated the wounded, just doing her duty. Even though she was not a naval doctor, she was the Ninth Prince's woman, and she would do her best to reduce the losses for the Ninth Prince.