Sean hurriedly and slowly caught up with the Civil Defense Force.
At this time, he also heard the news that the Civil Defense Force was attacked again. The only good news was that neither the werewolves nor the rebels had any intention of occupying any village or town in Genoa. They all quickly withdrew after the successful raid.
go.
This is weird.
It seems as if the opponents are all showing off their strength.
Fort Putnam, a military fortress long abandoned in peacetime, has once again been given military significance.
It guards Kongxing, which crosses the Ultra Mountains, and has important military significance, although it has no effect on the werewolves.
The castle was in a state of disrepair, with only a few residents and a team of patrolmen to maintain security. When the rebels swaggered through, they acted as spectators.
"The rebels seemed to be targeting the artillery, and strangely, both artillery companies launched a rebellion. They killed two of our instructors, John and Cole." Perosa said.
"This is a tragedy. The officers and soldiers who died, including them, should all receive generous pensions." Sean said, "Remember everyone's name. One day, I will make the people who killed them pay with blood."
"Yes, Commander." Perosa said.
"Both battles were ugly losses. I don't blame you officers. But from today on, I am the commander. I have the responsibility to protect all of you and lead you to victory," Sean said.
"But morale is very low now..."
"But they have experienced a shameful failure, haven't they? Failure is the mother of success." Sean shook his head, "They at least already know that not training seriously and not following orders, as well as being timid and hesitant, will only make them
If you learn a bloody lesson again, you may not be so lucky next time. In this sense, this is a rare spiritual wealth."
Sean's words made Perosa feel very refreshing.
"As for the rebellion of the artillerymen, this is indeed strange. I checked the list and found that not many of them believe in the True God Religion. I even know some of them. They are all very simple and honest guys." Sean added.
What Sean didn't mention was that the vanguard force led by Viscount Brandon and Wells was like a transport brigade dedicated to delivering rifles and gunpowder to the werewolves. Under normal circumstances, the vanguard force should not carry too much supplies.
It is better to pack lightly and simply.
Sean could predict how the werewolves and the rebels would get weapons, especially the 12 cannons, which would shock the Crown Prince. He could also predict that if Byrne lost his official position, he would at least lose his position.
You will receive the harshest reprimand.
After arranging the deployment, necessary reconnaissance and vigilance, Sean came to the hospital in the fortress.
From the very beginning of the founding of the Civil Defense Force, Sean attached great importance to the construction of the military medical team because he had seen too many soldiers die because they did not receive good care after being injured.
Surgery in this era will be quite advanced. When the "spontaneous generation theory of bacteria" was completely buried by the Kangshi sterilization method, doctors have realized the importance of disinfection and sterilization in surgery.
In the temporary hospital, three full-time military doctors and ten soldiers served as nurses, and they worked together to take care of the wounded.
Thirty seriously wounded members of the Civil Defense Force are in urgent need of surgery. Their wounds have lead bullets in them. If they are not removed, even if they survive, they will be greatly affected by the lead poisoning.
The three military doctors are actually novices. They have only undergone simple training and practiced with domestic animals. Although the training content is the latest medical achievements, this time they have to bite the bullet and perform surgery on the soldiers, open the abdomen and find out the depth of the wound.
The lead bullet still needs to be sewn up, but it is not an easy task.
If surgical instruments are not disinfected, especially the hands of military doctors, the chance of wound inflammation is extremely high.
In the past history, countless soldiers died from wound inflammation and complications. In the era without penicillin, being aware of the importance of preoperative, intraoperative and postoperative disinfection was already the best treatment. If used in conjunction with the latest
The anesthesia method is an excellent treatment.
Sean could only encourage the rookie military doctors, but he could not help. The only thing he could do to help was to take the lead in donating 600 ml of blood in two batches and calling on the officers to do the same.
Sean's actions greatly moved the soldiers. Human-to-human blood transfusion was considered an extremely risky behavior by the soldiers. They believed that this would shorten the life of the blood donor, and even considered it a kind of witchcraft.
technique.
When the blood of Sean and the officers entered the veins of the wounded, no bad changes occurred to them, and the soldiers felt relieved.
But it was also because of this miraculous thing that the soldiers admired Sean even more, which was something Sean had never expected.
But in the end, there were still three seriously injured people who failed to survive, and Sean had to accept this fact. Perosa believed that it was a miracle that 27 seriously injured people were saved.
The scouts sent out gradually came back with news that there were no enemy remains in the surrounding area, which made Sean feel a little relieved.
In the following days, he took the time to train the army. This time, he was not like the last time he was just a hands-off boss, but really participated.
He could have said that he had nothing to do with the past two defeats, but since he was truly in charge of this army, he did not want his newly made will to take effect naturally.
The soldiers practiced during the day every day, and after dinner, Sean organized 15 officers and 30 non-commissioned officers into five groups and spent two hours discussing tactics.
In this regard, Sean is also a novice. He was only a non-commissioned officer in the past, and his meager military experience will not allow him to arrogantly say that he can guide his subordinates.
Villar Perosa, who has the most military experience among them all, was only a second lieutenant in the imperial army.
So every two days Sean would pose a question for the officers to discuss, and he would also participate in one of the groups. The next day all the officers would gather together to study the results of the previous day's group discussion.
These tactical discussions are very close to the daily life of soldiers and commanders, such as mobilization and formation changes, including the march and detour of columns, the advancement and expansion of the front line, how to cross the line to change defenses, exchange fronts, and how to pass through narrow channels and bridges.
, the march and attack of echelons, as well as the retreat and alternate retreat of square formations.
Of course, it also includes the daily responsibilities of the staff officers and adjutants, camp selection, camp service, material deployment, and even the arrangement of sentry posts, etc.
Because Sean saw that the staff, including some officers and non-commissioned officers, were either too busy and very anxious, or they were idle and didn't know what to do.
This kind of discussion made everyone grow up quickly. Although it was somewhat suspected of working behind closed doors, it finally made the Genoa Civil Defense more regular and down-to-earth.
Sean put all his energy into army building. It only took half a month to build an army of 1,200 people. He could accurately name at least 1,000 people. This talent is amazing.
Of course, this is because Sean regards himself as a real member of them. After getting along day and night, he often goes down to the company to have meals with the soldiers, so as to check whether the soldiers' food has been withheld.
Sometimes, he would even regard himself as an ordinary soldier and train with the soldiers all day long under the scorching sun.
The Iron Army was not made in a day, but Sean's authority was growing day by day, because the officers could not cover up any shortcomings. Sean knew the situation of the army so well that Perosa and others
Every time the officer comes to report military affairs, he is a little cautious.
"Villar, relax." Sean smiled. "If you walk out of my place with a straight face, the soldiers will think you have been criticized, which will damage your prestige."
In fact, Perosa was not very good at smiling by nature, and often had a sullen face, as if everyone owed him a large amount of money and had not paid it back. After Sean took over the Civil Defense Force, he appointed him chief of staff to assist him in managing and commanding the Civil Defense Force.
military.
"Commander, the Governor's Office has sent another official document asking whether order has been truly restored in the north? What the Governor means is that the fleeing people should go home," Perosa said.
"In fact, you have also seen that some of the people have returned." Sean said, "But if we cannot truly defeat the werewolves or rebels once, they will flee again."
"But our offensive capabilities are insufficient, because going deep into Otter Mountain is definitely a risky behavior." Perosa said.
"It seems that Governor Byrne is under great pressure. The Poitou newspaper said that the crown prince's army was bombarded by rebels in the southeast of Saint-Nouveau and suffered heavy losses." Sean nodded, "Byrne
Of course the governor needs a victory, and frankly, the Civil Defense Forces also need a victory to gain confidence, but I will not let the soldiers die."
"Then how do you reply to the Governor now?" Perosa asked.
"The supplies I need must be sufficient, and the pensions for the fallen soldiers must be paid in time, and no discounts are allowed. In addition, I still need time." Sean said, "Of course, if the big shots in Poitou think there is a better solution,
The commander can replace me, and I can give way to Xian. Two battles
, we have lost two viscounts, one was injured and the other is missing. The newspapers in Poitou praised the heroic behavior of the two viscounts in a series of articles. They also wanted to award the two viscounts with honors, but I don’t want to
To be the third protagonist, especially when you're not winning."
"Viscount Lincoln still has no news, and has not received any request for ransom from the rebels..."
At this time, messenger Daniel Davis knocked on the door and came in, followed by a strange and familiar person.
Herbert Wells!
He was in ragged clothes, skinny and shapeless, and his beard grew like a weed. Sean didn't recognize him at first glance.
First, he arranged for Wells to wash up and let the cook make a bowl of noodles. Seeing him gobbling up noodles, Sean felt that he was a little hungry.
"You mean, you met Percy Robinson in the werewolf prison?" Sean was greatly surprised. "Every street and every village in Genoa is covered with wanted posters for him."
"He said he was wronged. Commander, I don't think he was lying," Wells said.
"Every murderer will say that he is innocent until strong evidence is found." Sean said, "Were you separated when you were on the run?"
"Yes, Commander." Wells said with lingering fear, "That semi-underground river has fast currents, many sharp stones in the water, and many forks. You don't know that I am naturally afraid of water, but I can come back alive.
, God bless you. As for Mr. Percy Robinson, I really don’t know whether he is alive or dead."
"I hope he is still alive. Only when he is alive can he have a chance to prove himself." Sean said.
"Commander, do you also think Mr. Robinson was wronged?" Wells asked tentatively.
"It seems that being inmates together makes you and Percy become friends in times of trouble." Sean said, "Frankly speaking, the current evidence is very unfavorable to him, but the True God Party got involved and explained it from the side.
He is innocent. Now I am worried that he will not be able to withstand the onset of drug addiction."
By a strange combination of circumstances, unlike Wells, Percy Robinson was brought to the northern edge of the Otter Mountains by the complex underground rivers in the Otter Mountains.
When he relied on wild fruits and thought he had escaped from the mountains, his drug addiction broke out.
At this time, an old wolf was squatting on the opposite hillside staring at him. This old wolf also looked hungry for many days.
His body was exhausted, his eyes kept crying, and his mouth kept yawning. At this time, Percy was very eager for the white powder.
But he couldn't die just like that, Percy silently cheered himself up in his heart thousands of times.
His strong desire to survive led him to stab himself in the leg to sober himself up. This was the dagger he had stolen from a hunter's cabin yesterday.
When the dagger cut the skin of his thigh, the painful feeling made Percy scream and seemed to wake up a little. When the desire came over again, Percy gave himself another knife.
Soon, his legs were dripping with blood, and the blood loss accelerated his weakness, and he became unconscious.
As if in a dream, he vaguely saw his cousin's kind smile, his cousin's concerned eyes, and his nephew's cute face. He even seemed to hear Sean's free and easy words.
Family glory, personal struggle. Go to hell!
I'm so tired, I might as well lie down here and return to dust from dust to dust.
Percy sat down against a pine tree.
The wild wolf that had been watching for a long time finally couldn't bear it any longer and slowly approached. It approached tentatively, wandered around, sniffed again and again, and finally opened its mouth and bit the prey's throat.
Percy suddenly raised his right hand, thrust the dagger into the wolf's throat, and then used his last strength to pin the wolf to the ground.
The wolf's last struggle took a lot of effort from Percy, but he couldn't give up. A voice deep in his heart shouted:
Either life or death.
When the wolf finally stopped struggling, he fell asleep directly on the wolf's body.
Percy is proud and will never allow any injustice to be imposed on himself.
Those criminal murderers are still at large and careerists are still plotting. How could he die so easily?
Either life or death.
But even if I die from now on, I will never let those bedbugs live another day!