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Chapter 1670 Blood Transfusion

Artillery fire roared, and on the Huaihe River, naval warships were desperately shelling the enemy camp. The outer water camp had been cleaned by shells. The thick wall was full of holes, and there were even many ropes used to fix the wood of the wall.

It was forcefully broken apart, so all the hundreds of logs that made up the village wall fell apart.

The navy's trebuchets were even more unkind. The stone bombs hit the inside of the camp, and the trebuchets on the opposite side were unable to fight back. Although the enemy occupies a favorable location, if they really want to compete with the power of the equipment, they still don't want to challenge the Han army.

Well, before, the Northern Zhou army had dreamed of being able to compete with the Han navy by relying on its numerical superiority. However, Jiang Xian quickly commanded the naval warships to overwhelm them one after another with fierce firepower.

After losing less than half of the trebuchets and bed crossbows, the Northern Zhou army also learned the lesson. Since the use of these equipment will only lead to more crazy revenge from the enemy, it is better not to use it. Therefore, when the Han army's artillery roared,

All the trebuchets and the like retreated. Of course, the consequence of this was that the Northern Zhou soldiers in front could only rely on the village walls and their own thin bodies to withstand the roaring artillery. The blow to morale was self-evident.

If this were not the case, the Han army would not have been able to rush ashore again and again, because the northern Zhou army at the forefront had already been baptized by artillery fire and lost the courage to compete with the Han army. As soon as the Han army rushed, the army would collapse.

Lost.

However, the Northern Zhou army was not a vegetarian after all. The generals behind them went into battle with their personal guards to supervise the battle. After killing an unknown number of Northern Zhou soldiers who were about to flee, they finally stabilized their position and then fought back. Otherwise, Zhou would have long ago

He has already led his troops into the depths of the camp.

Zhou has returned to the south bank, the sky has darkened, and there is no need to attack again. What the navy is doing now is just to frighten the enemy, and by the way, try to destroy the camp to a state where it is impossible for the enemy to completely repair it in one night, otherwise

If they were given one night to tinker, today's attack would be in vain.

In the military camp on the south bank, Han soldiers were running back and forth. Wounded soldiers were taken off the ship one by one and sent to the medical tent that had just been set up in the middle of the military camp.

Everyone was busy transporting the wounded soldiers, and no one even noticed that their general was beside them. Zhou did not say anything, but quietly took back his sword and walked towards the dock with his two guards.

"Quickly, give way!" A woman's voice suddenly sounded.

Zhou shivered.

An armored female general opened the way in front, and cries kept coming from behind. Obviously, the stretchers behind her were all seriously wounded. Soldiers carrying stretchers rushed forward. If they were not able to protect them all a little later, something would happen.

What.

"You, get out of the way!" The female general pushed Zhou away who had not yet reacted, and behind her were several nurses in white clothes. They were holding gauze and the like and were tearing it nervously.

, see where the wounded person is bleeding, and quickly wrap the gauze around it.

"I'll do it!" Zhou saw a soldier who was also injured and grabbed the stretcher from his hands.

"General?" the soldier shouted in surprise.

Zhou didn't speak.

The female general in front heard this and turned back: "General Yangwu?"

"That's right."

"I am the eldest princess of the Han Dynasty," Li Lian'er raised her eyebrows and knocked on the token hanging on her waist. Even if the golden token was stained with some blood, it could still show her noble status, "As a general,

, you should not be carrying the stretcher here at this time, but should go to the dock to direct the transfer of wounded soldiers, that place needs you more, when all the wounded soldiers have been transported away, you come to the big tent!"

"General, I will meet the eldest princess!" Zhou hurriedly bowed his hands and saluted, "General, I will obey your order!"

Seeing Zhou turning around to leave, Li Lian'er pointed to his bodyguard: "Leave one of your bodyguards behind, we don't have enough manpower here!"

There are not many injured people today, but most of them are serious.

This was mainly due to the fierce counterattack of the Northern Zhou army. The Han soldiers often faced many enemies with fewer soldiers, and naturally suffered many wounds. If the navy had not used artillery fire to cut off the enemy's subsequent troops in time, I am afraid that more soldiers would have been able to return each time.

It's a minority.

"This one has a fever. Cool it down quickly. Go get the water bag!"

"Blood transfusion, we need blood transfusion here!"

"Both of you, hurry up and stop the bleeding, we don't have enough gauze!"

"If you don't have enough gauze, think of a way. Tear off these clean clothes first and disinfect them with alcohol before using them. Don't be careless!"

As soon as Zhou entered the camp, he was drowned by roars. A famous nurse, all covered in blood, was busy, and the soldiers' screams of pain kept coming one after another.

"Donate blood, hurry up and organize people to donate blood. There is not enough here!" Chen Xuanhua strode over. The scene in front of her made her feel sick to her stomach when she was on the battlefield for the first time. After all, this kind of scene dripping with blood and screaming.

, is definitely not something you can usually see in the Royal Pharmacy, and the environment in this camp is definitely not comparable to the small single room in the Royal Pharmacy.

It's like purgatory here.

And this is not even the most tragic period of the war, the war has just begun.

Chen Xuanhua's voice was a little hoarse, and there was a trace of blood on her face. She didn't know when it was rubbed on her face. She saw Zhou who was stunned there at a glance: "What are you still doing? Organize your people to donate blood.

Go quickly!"

A little girl yelled at him for no reason, but Zhou didn't get angry. Instead, he trembled, turned around and went to greet someone.

Chen Xuanhua couldn't help but pinch his waist and shook his head.

Under the hands of my husband, are they all so rough?

Of course, she didn't realize that Zhou's reaction was so slow mainly because he had been in the army for so long. He was really ignorant about this scene. If nothing else, he didn't even understand the professional terms such as blood donation and so on.

, even listening to the voices of these nurses, he didn't know what they were busy with.

However, watching a screaming soldier gradually regain his composure, Zhou had to admit that their visit did not seem to be a joke.

The nursing team indeed played a more important role than I imagined.

Soon Zhou was led by a nurse to donate blood, and upon his greeting, almost all the soldiers who could still walk came.

The needle was inserted into the arm, the copper tube was pulled upward, the wound was covered with a cotton ball sterilized by alcohol, and Zhou was driven away.

The nurse who draws blood can't care whether you are a general or a soldier, they just give you a tube when you come.

Zhou wiped the blood. This wound was nothing to him who was strong and strong. It was just a daily battle on the battlefield.

But it was this little cotton ball that interested him very much.


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