The Lion Camp launches an investigation into tiger mouth tattoos, a task also carried out by the commander.
Although tattooing has always been a punishment and a sign of humiliation, the sergeants could understand it after knowing Liu Chengzong's starting point.
Of course, this is based on the premise that Liu Xiucai tattooed with them to show his determination.
Otherwise, no one would be willing to get a tattoo.
If this matter had been left to the previous dynasty, it would have been fine even if a flower-legged army was assassinated, and even recruiting an army would have attracted a group of flowery sisters.
But in the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Taizu made laws and was very cautious about tattoo punishment. Only those who committed two crimes of robbery would be tattooed, even the family members of those who rebelled against the party.
What, sometimes it doesn’t sting.
Tattoos, which were very popular during the Five Dynasties, Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties, were banned by Emperor Taizu. When a little kid entered the Tianwang Temple, he didn’t even know what was painted on the calf of the statue.
Fortunately, Liu Chengzong took the lead and tattooed the word "anti-ming" on the tiger's mouth on his left hand. He immediately called several jailers in the camp, and the painter who was an auxiliary soldier became a favorite.
Liu Chengzong proposed that tattoo needles should not be mixed and should be placed in a small pot and rolled with boiling water before they can be reused.
In fact, they are not using tattoo needles, but sewing needles and suture needles from baggage trains.
After Liu Chengzong had someone stab the word "anti-Ming" in the tiger's mouth on his left hand, it didn't take long before he saw Chengyun on the fort.
This kid had just tattooed the words and ran over, covering his hands: "Brother, are you looking for me? It hurts me to death!"
"Well, I saw the division commander when I was doing the tattooing." Liu Chengzong didn't have time to laugh at his brother for being afraid of pain. He just said: "The division commander said you asked the workers to make fifty muskets. Is this true?"
"Yes!" Cheng Yun nodded matter-of-factly: "Hey, I just mentioned it to him and told you?"
"Yes, there are 8 qualified musket makers in total. Fifty muskets are enough for this winter."
Just to make things for the baggage sentry, other combat sentries are not equipped with muskets?
Liu Chengzong said: "Why, it's not enough for your baggage sentry to have some swords, guns, bows and crossbows, but you also need fifty muskets?"
He wanted to laugh when he thought about this. In his eyes, the combat tasks of work posts and baggage posts were not important. It was enough to practice regularly and be able to form formations and use weapons.
When these two sentries are together, they will dig trenches and line up the baggage sentries when encountering ministry posts. It is enough to defend for a while. For war, five combat sentries are still needed.
If we really hope that these two outposts can enter the battlefield, we will be at the end of our rope and it would be better to leave if we fight.
"No, it doesn't have to be that complicated. I'm taking the pictures to the work station, so please take a look first."
As he spoke, Chengyun took out a piece of paper from his arms, slapped the scrawled composition on the table and said, "It's not for the auxiliary soldiers, I prepared it for the wounded soldiers."
This picture is extremely crude, but you can understand it at a glance. It is a very ordinary matchlock gun.
Basically, the rod of the old fire gun is changed into a curved handle. A hole is dug in the middle of the curved handle, and a zigzag iron rod is inserted. The upper part is the match rope snake rod, and the lower part is the trigger. The trigger has a piece of bent iron as a spring.
It's so simple that it's easy to drill the barrel and drill the barrel of the gun. Eight drillers can make thirty guns in one month.
Liu Chengzong was so puzzled: "Why do you do this?"
"That's what I think. Look, brother, the baggage post now has a recruiting team, a mule and horse team, a carriage team, a Tangqi team and a medical and craftsman team."
Liu Chengzong never took care of the baggage. Anyway, he always asked people to find transporters for whatever he needed.
If there are some campsites, they will have to find a carrier. If there are no campsites, they will still have to find a carrier. He will definitely have a way to get things done on the Yan'an Prefecture boundary, so there is no need to worry.
However, he knew that the baggage sentries and work sentries were not organized according to the combat sentry structure, and the troops were divided into five teams. He did not know the specific purpose of each team.
The introduction of the transportation is very familiar: "The mule and horse teams are responsible for the livestock, the cart and pack teams are responsible for transportation, the pond cavalry team is responsible for covering the surrounding area, and the medical and craftsman team is responsible for treating the injured. As for this recruitment team, hey!"
He grinned and said: "This is a stroke of genius from the outpost in Fushi County. They hired people from the common people and recruited civilians to help."
Liu Chengzong can understand this.
Recruiting civilians is Chuanyun's specialty. When it came to attacking Liuguo Town, Li Bei didn't join forces with Tianhou during those three days, and there was no one in the baggage outpost. It all depended on Chuanyun to get thousands of people from nearby villages to help.
It’s a lot of medicine, it’s a doctor, it’s a lot of things, but in the end it was managed well by the carrier.
I think this recruiting team is the helper Chengyun got for himself after that battle.
"Brother, you know how courageous I am, so I don't pretend to be a hero anymore. That day after you defeated Liuguo Town, you asked the Heavenly Monkey to come to me to take care of the wounded soldiers. You were so scared all night that you didn't dare to sleep. You were afraid that the army would be defeated.
Soldiers come to me."
Cheng Yun raised his hand to cover the drawing paper on the table: "At that time, I thought, there were so many wounded soldiers, and they couldn't even pick up their weapons. If they were beaten, they would die. Then I saw your blunderbuss, and asked the division commander to give it to him too.
I made one."
He made a tsk-tsk sound in his mouth: "In about ten steps, you can pick it up and place it accurately. It is much easier to learn than bow and arrow, and it is not laborious. As long as the wounded soldier still has one hand, he can hit it, and there is no hope of hitting it a second time."
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Liu Chengzong suddenly realized.
It turns out that Cheng Yun wanted to get the handgun for this purpose, and there was no need for him to tell him later. Liu Chengzong continued: "There is a big battle in the front, and the gun and ammunition are loaded in the back. We are just waiting for the wounded soldiers to be sent down. If there are still hands, we will use them."
One?"
Chengyun applauded: "That's so right!"
For a long time, the baggage outpost has been a dispensable thing. From the beginning, there were only horses and donkeys, but now the manpower has been supplemented, but the responsibilities are still not clear.
But if you don’t understand something, you can learn it and deepen your understanding by making up for what you lack.
During the battle at Yanhe Qujia Paoshan, Liu Chengyun took on the entire work of the transport post by himself.
Transport food to the front line, transport carts and horses, gunpowder and supplies, organize manpower to collect medicines, doctors and craftsmen, and clear up a place to park and treat wounded soldiers.
Although the carrier was not professional in what he did, he did it successfully.
Not done well.
Just write down these shortcomings.
Liu Chengyun seemed to have started chatting, and kept telling his experience to his second brother: "There can't be only one wounded barracks, at least four, three close to the front line, and one farther away and in a safer place." p>
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He raised three fingers: "The civilian worker carrying the stretcher must be carried by someone. This person must be able to identify the severity of the injuries. Send the lightly injured to the place where the minor injury is minor, and the seriously injured to the place where the serious injury is. There is also a person who is close to the front line."
Yes, it came from a broken stomach and intestines."
"After they are bandaged, they will be sent to a wounded soldier camp that is further away from the battlefield and more secluded to rest."
The carrier was not happy when talking about this.
Because these are all lessons learned in exchange for blood.
Just last time, Chengyun set up a wounded soldier camp at the mouth of Panlong River in the east of Fucheng to treat the wounded soldiers of Shangtianhou.
With a black eye, no location or area assigned, no priority, seventeen lives were lost in one night while waiting.
Because the mulberry thread and gold sore medicine were not enough, seven people failed to stop the bleeding and apply medicine in time, so they sutured their wounds and died.
So he knows that he usually collects mulberry twigs.
I also know that in wartime, the wounded barracks must be set up before the war begins, and boiling hot water is buried in the pot to boil wheat water. The hot water washes gauze, knives and other utensils. The wheat water is allowed to cool and filtered, and is left for the doctors to use.
The stomach was cut open with a knife and the intestines could not come out. The doctor sprayed cold wort on the intestines to make the intestines move back on their own.
They didn't have cold wort during that battle, so they could only lift the wounded soldiers up on mattresses and shake them. For a moment, they went back, and after a while, three of them were dead.
Moreover, the one who had his intestines thrown back did not survive for a few more days. He had a fever and was burned to death. The doctor said that his intestines were exposed. There were many wounded and dead people around him. He was contaminated with poisonous gas and there was no prescription to clear away the heat and detoxify.
Therefore, people whose intestines have fallen out should be placed in a special area for treatment, and no other people should be around.
In fact, Chengyun cried for a long time that night.
He didn't know those people who had been shot and arrowed, whose intestines had been torn open, whose hands and feet were cut off, and whose blood was all over the ground.
He didn't know anyone, and even thirty-one people were sent to him, and his body was already cold and hard.
Later, there were some who were saved, some who couldn't, and some who managed to survive without much treatment.
I’m really at my wits’ end.
Chengyun cherishes these experiences very much, because he doesn’t understand anything, and every knowledge point in his mind was obtained by others with their lives.
"By the way, brother, there is one more thing I have to tell you, wounded soldier."
Liu Chengyun didn't know what to say. He pulled up a stool and sat down. He felt that he couldn't speak after sitting down, so he stood up again and said, "I found that none of you have made any plans for the wounded soldiers."
Liu Chengzong was still immersed in what Chengyun said about treating wounded soldiers, and suddenly he frowned when he heard him talking about this.
He didn't understand and asked with a confused look: "Aren't all the wounded soldiers healed?"
"It's not your frontier troops, I'm talking about Liu Jiusi, Liu Guoneng, Li Wanqing, Wang Ziyong, Luo Rucai, their wounded soldiers."
There were no injured soldiers in the Lion Battalion, and there were many armors from the beginning. Later, they ran around and had no medical conditions. The injured were either healed or dead, and no one was left disabled.
The most recent wounded soldiers are none other than Zhong Hu, who have long since recovered.
Liu Chengzong didn't know how others dealt with the wounded soldiers, but he knew about Shangtian Monkey's wounded soldiers, so he said: "We have made plans. When we joined the camp, the Shangtian Monkey's disabled soldiers were not included in the auxiliary troops, and they were all placed in Wangzhuang.
It’s over.”
"But it's frosty."
Chengyun said: "Eldest brother has also allocated land to disabled soldiers, but this year's harvest will not be good. I want to find other livelihoods for them. Anyway, we are going to Shanxi. Let me arrange for them before leaving."<
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This is a blind spot that Liu Chengzong ignored.
Liu Chengzong leaned back and smiled unconsciously: "You can tell me how you want to arrange it."
His team is becoming more and more regular.
The placement of injured soldiers can actually stimulate the fighting spirit of other soldiers.
But I am afraid that this is the only one among all the leaders in northern Shaanxi who can purposely resettle wounded soldiers and provide them with long-term protection.
Others don’t have such thoughts, nor do they have such abilities.
"I heard that Ren Qianhu said that I asked Liu Yongyong to lead a caravan?"
Cheng Yun had a serious face, but what he said made Liu Chengzong unable to hold back: "Why do you call me Liu Yingying? This is the case."
"Isn't he just going to jump around? This is my plan. Each tribe has many disabled soldiers, and they are actually the most loyal, because in this world, people who are missing arms and legs cannot survive without us." p>
Chengyun did not hesitate to call Liu Guoneng this way, and directly talked about his plan: "I plan to gather all the disabled soldiers before departure to check their injuries and observe their temperament. Those who have lost their hands and fingers, as long as they still have one hand that can hold a weapon,
Arranged to join the caravan, Yingyue is lame anyway, he will definitely not mind."
"Those with weak legs and feet should be placed in Wangzhuang. Don't let them farm. Instead, they should be apprentices to the craftsmen. After the Lion Camp was evacuated, the iron kiln would be empty and the drill press could not be taken away. Let them make armor plates.
, drill gun tube...will we come back?"
Liu Chengzong nodded and said: "Of course I will come back, but it is impossible to defeat Taiyuan."
"That's fine. When we come back, they will make a lot of gun tubes and armor plates, hehe."
Chengyun smiled smartly: "I think we should take good care of the wounded soldiers. Even if they can't fight, they can be used for other purposes. There are also some who can use weapons but have disabilities, such as eyes, ears, and fingers. I plan to incorporate them into the supply camp.
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"Carrying things with you?"
"No, there are the most remnant soldiers like this. Don't count on them to carry things. When we enter Shanxi, won't I want to attack Wangzhuang? I will definitely distribute food to the people. I will find some dangerous terrain where I can climb high and see far, and I can rely on the mountains.
Put them in the village in the valley and live there."
He pointed his finger and said: "Resist taxes, guard against thieves, hide from the government troops, enter the military station to raise supplies for the army, and retreat to use it as a stronghold to place wounded soldiers. Several villages are connected together, and those who are determined to inform the government
Abolish it and divide the remaining land into fields. What is the name of Huang Chao? Tianbu..."
"The heavens replenish the balance."
"Yes, the sky provides for equalization, and we also provide equalization for the people on behalf of God. Not only in Shanxi, but also on the way eastward, extending to Yanchuan, everything is equalized."
Liu Chengzong nodded and praised: "Not bad, okay, just do as you say!"
Although the transportation is a bit idealistic, the direction is not wrong.
It’s just that what northern Shaanxi lacks is not land, but water. The lack of land can be divided, but there is no solution for the lack of water.
The so-called equalization can only be found in the villages on both sides of the Yan River and its tributaries. In other places, there are refugees running around. If they can farm, they will farm, and if they can't, they will go to other places.
Just like the snowfall last year, everyone was very happy and felt that there was going to be a good harvest.
It's almost March this year and it's still freezing, which makes everyone unhappy because production is going to be reduced.
All of a sudden, Xingzihe Wangzhuang, which originally had more than enough to support four thousand people, could only support three thousand people. Maybe when the locusts attack in summer, they won't be able to support two thousand people.
At this time, land allocation is not that effective.
It's just that Liu Chengzong didn't know what the situation was like in Shanxi. If there was no drought, the division of land by Chengyun would have a great effect; if there was a drought, the deployment of personnel to lead the tax resistance would also have a great effect.
Because people run away when there is a drought, the remaining people must be those who can still rely on the fields and live a life of half-death during the drought.
For these people, whether they can avoid paying that tax is directly related to their life or death.
With Liu Chengzong's approval, Chengyun straightened his chest and was extremely happy: "Then I'll make the arrangements. Once the arrangements are made, we can leave."
"Go, Yang Yao is on his way back too."
As he said that, Liu Chengzong clapped his hands: "Don't forget to call him Liu Yueyang, tattoo the word "Tiger's Mouth" on him, and wear something around his hands when doing business... This person has the least willpower, and merchants run all over the place, so as not to turn around and collect him again.
