Jia Rong explained: "This is a term from my hometown, which means that after an injury, the body still has diseases after recovery. Don't talk nonsense and seize the time to treat the injury!"
The doctor nodded repeatedly. It was best to remain respectful in front of the God of Death. Thinking of what he had just done, cold sweat broke out on the doctor's forehead. He was reserved and cautious. The doctor kept warning himself.
However, the disinfection technology in the Han Dynasty was indeed not very good. Looking at the doctor's gesture of treating wounds, Jia Rong could not feel the concept of a doctor at all, but his actions were quite skillful. It seemed that he usually dealt with such wounds.
Now that the doctor had boasted, Jia Rong didn't want to disturb him anymore, so he came alone to the place where the army was temporarily stationed.
Looking at the current condition of the thousand cavalry who were once vigorous and vigorous, Jia Rong's heart palpitated, especially those soldiers with broken limbs and arms who were still struggling. At this moment, Jia Rong felt that he was a sinner, even if these soldiers
It is a willingness to sacrifice.
"We must take care of the lives of these disabled soldiers for the rest of their lives!" Jia Rong told himself secretly, just to feel better in his heart.
These heroes with broken arms and limbs are lonely. They have won great honors, but they have also made their lives difficult in the future.
When Jia Rong arrived, all the soldiers struggled to stand up. Looking at Jia Rong, their tired eyes swept away. Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at Jia Rong. The soldiers in Ma Teng's department seemed to be infected and couldn't help but get up.
"Brothers have worked hard. Thanks to the brothers, otherwise I, Jia Rong, would not have been able to escape from Wuwei City. Jia Rong will definitely keep your kindness in mind." Jia Rong said in a deep voice.
Ma Teng looked at Jia Rong in surprise. He didn't understand why Jia Rong said this. In his opinion, it is only natural for soldiers to serve their generals. Even if they die on the battlefield, it is natural. Every soldier should be killed.
The soldiers regarded themselves as brothers, but in Ma Teng's view, it was just a means for Jia Rong to win over people's hearts. This method was especially suitable for a place like Liangzhou with strong folk customs.
However, Jia Rong should not be so solemn. It has to be said that Jia Rong played this skill beautifully, and the soldiers were moved and dedicated to their lives.
"The dead brothers will not die in vain. Mr. Geng Bi will pay the price sooner or later. The blood of the brothers will not be shed in vain. At that time, the blood of the conspirators will be used to pay tribute to the spirits of the dead brothers in heaven." Jia Rongyue said.
The more excited he gets, the more he clenches his hands, the canthus of his eye is cracked, and he pulls the arrow wound without realizing it.
The soldier agreed with a bang, and the burning flames could be seen in the eyes of the soldiers with broken arms and limbs.
In comparison, the soldiers of Ma Teng's department were relatively silent. In other words, they did not have the spirit that a man should have. Ma Teng shook his head.
After a while, a cart of wine was pushed up. Jia Rong spent a lot of effort to find these wines.
Jia Rong said: "The injured brother poured wine on the wound." Without advanced medical skills, only superficial disinfection techniques could be used, otherwise wound infection would be basically unsolvable in ancient times when medical conditions were very backward.
Under the stimulation of alcohol, even these hard-blooded men couldn't help but howl. The army was filled with howls of ghosts and wolves, which was unbearable to watch.
Ma Teng, Jiang Yu and other generals didn't understand what Jia Rong did, and the soldiers didn't understand it either. However, the trust they had developed in Jia Rong over a long period of time told them that as long as they carried out the orders, they didn't have to worry about the rest. This is also the case for every soldier.
of creed.
Ma Teng's injured soldiers also poured strong wine on their wounds under his order and followed the same example. He was sure that Jia Rong would not harm these soldiers.
Jia Rong nodded with satisfaction, said some words of encouragement and left. The wounds on his body also needed to be treated. There was only one doctor. Some seriously injured soldiers in the army gave priority to treatment, and the doctor was very busy.
Lighting the candle, Jia Rong placed the Qingzhi Sword on the flame, roasted it carefully, and opened the armor. What came into view was the shocking wound. The arrow was deeply pierced into the flesh. If he used brute force to pull it out, the arrow's
The barbs are enough to pull out the muscles, and the arm may be useless.
Zhang Zhi also had nearly ten wounds of various sizes on his body, which were simply disinfected and bandaged. When he saw the arrow wound on Jia Rong's arm, he took a deep breath.
"Pour the wine!" Jia Rong said in a deep voice.
Zhang Zhi on the side hurriedly poured a full bowl of liquor.
Jia Rong handed the Qingzhi Sword to Zhang Zhi and said, "Slit the flesh and take out the arrow."
Zhang Zhi couldn't help but shudder. Arrow wounds are one of the most difficult wounds to heal. The main reason is that when the arrow is taken out, the wound is greatly enlarged. If you are not careful, the arrow wound will be pulled. It is most likely to break and is extremely difficult to heal.
Moreover, arrow wounds generally penetrate deeper into the flesh, so the wounds become larger and deeper.
"Hurry up, why is it so hard? My mother-in-law's meat is not yours." Jia Rong urged impatiently.
Zhang Zhi bit his lip, took the sword handed over by Jia Rong, and manipulated the sword to carefully approach Jia Rong's wound. However, his sword-holding hand was shaking a little. He knew how to kill people, and he was still the first to do such a delicate job.
This time, especially when dealing with Tijiarong's wounds, more caution was needed.
Jia Rong urged again impatiently, grabbed the wooden stick that had been prepared beside him and bit it into his mouth. Howling loudly would have a bad influence on him as the commander of the first army.
When the tip of the sword touched the wound, Jia Rong couldn't help but tremble, and the stick in his mouth was bitten tightly.
Zhang Zhi gritted his teeth and carefully scratched at the wound. Blood flowed out along the sword marks and soon soaked Jia Rong's clothes. Even with Jia Rong's perseverance, he couldn't help but snorted, and the sword on his right hand
The sheets were torn due to the force, sweat was dripping on his forehead and back, the wooden stick in his mouth had long been deformed, and his lips were bitten and blood oozed out.
The whole process lasted for a quarter of an hour. Even Jia Rong didn't know how he survived. He would not be injured by arrows again in the future. This was simply torture to the spirit. Jia Rong secretly warned him to look for Hua Tuo in the future.
He wanted to take anesthetics, it was painful.
Looking at the black arrow, Jia Rong couldn't help but curse: "It's such a little thing that almost killed me, Mad."
Zhang Zhi was no less worried than Jia Rong. It was the first time he treated someone with an arrow wound like this. He was a little frightened when he thought about it. What would happen if it were applied to his own body? Zhang Zhi didn't even dare to think about it. The wound was
If Jia Rong has any shortcomings in his own handling, he cannot escape responsibility.
He picked up the strong wine on the table and poured it on the wound. Blood flowed out along with the wine. Jia Rong couldn't help but scream.
After disinfection, Zhang Zhi carefully wrapped Jia Rong's wound with white cloth, but his method was too rough and touched Jia Rong's wound many times, causing Jia Rong to curse again and again. Jia Rong felt like he was in the Eastern Han Dynasty.
Zhang Zhi basically listened to what he said.
When it was over, Jia Rong hissed softly and said with a mixture of praise and disgrace: "I didn't expect your technique to be so good. Use this method to treat the brother who was injured by the arrow. How can a small arrow wound be so difficult for the Xiliang Army?"
warrior."
"No!" Zhang Zhi clasped his fists and left.
After a while, bursts of howls continued to be heard from the army, and the sad screams made the sad people cry.
"Report, the pursuing army in the city is only twenty miles away from our army. General, please make a decision!"
As soon as Jia Rong walked out of the house, he heard such bad news and sneered: "Do you know how many enemy troops there are?"
The scout clasped his fists and responded: "About ten thousand people, including five hundred cavalry, are coming straight towards our army."
Jia Rong was shocked. He didn't expect that the army in the city would send out ten thousand people at once to pursue him. The most troublesome thing was that there were five hundred cavalry. Cavalry was not uncommon in Liangzhou, but being able to take out five hundred at once was considered a big deal.
, not everyone is as wealthy as Jincheng and can afford to raise thousands of cavalry. For example, in the counties and cities in the interior, an army with two hundred cavalry is considered worthy of the sky. The cost of cavalry is too high.
"Ma Teng and Jiang Yu, you two lead two hundred cavalry to break off the rear, and the rest will follow me to retreat in the direction of Jincheng." The former left Jincheng in order to make the people of the world sympathize with his plight, but now, he is in despair.
When I go back, I feel ridiculous just thinking about it.
"No!" Ma Teng and Jiang Yu responded in unison. Jiang Yu still felt a little unhappy when he mentioned that he and Ma Teng were resisting the enemy together.
"The rest of the people pack their marching belongings and set off in a quarter of an hour!" Jia Rong ordered.
Soldiers from various ministries were busy nervously. After a battle in Wuwei City, Jia Rong's one thousand cavalry were reduced sharply to more than 500, as well as the one thousand infantry led by Ma Teng. The loss of more than 400 cavalry made Jia Rong heartbroken.
, these were the most elite soldiers in the Xiliang army, but they unexpectedly died in the city. One hundred lone wolf soldiers also lost more than thirty people.
There were more than 500 cavalrymen and 800 horses. All the horses that were alive and capable of running were brought out.
Although the weapons and armor of the soldiers are excellent, what Jia Rong cares about most is people. As long as people are there, everything else is easy to talk about.
Putting aside these worrying questions, Jia Rong gathered his thoughts and walked towards the house where Wei Fu was. Wei Fu was placed on the carriage of Ma Teng's family, and the only doctor was also taken away by Jia Rong.
The doctor had no choice but to follow Jia Rong because he was promised huge profits and threats. It was difficult to leave his hometown, especially for those who were about to grow old.
There were three high-speed carriages sandwiched between more than two hundred cavalry, followed by a thousand infantry, and finally two hundred cavalry led by Jiang Yu and Ma Teng.
The Xiliang cavalry was very disciplined, but the same was not true for the former infantry brought by Ma Teng. In fact, most of them were deceived by Ma Teng. Geng Bi asked Ma Teng to lead the soldiers to guard the east gate, but Ma Teng turned against him.
, most soldiers were forced to "become thieves".
Among the 1,000 people, Ma Teng's own troops only have 500. The rest are troops in the city, and their loyalty needs to be tested.
After hearing the news that the army was coming to pursue them, many infantrymen became cautious. Firstly, their families were in Wuwei City, and secondly, following Jia Rongxing, their lives were in danger. The infantrymen in small and large groups calculated their gains and losses together.
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