Chapter 978: 978: War in Northern Xinjiang (15)

Chapter 978 Chapter 978: Fighting in Northern Xinjiang (15)
"Let ’s go to the wounded barracks without affecting it. If the wound is big, ask them to sew you two stitches, otherwise when will the wound be ok?" Said Jiang Jianji again. To sharpen it, the blade is not rolled properly— "
Li Min glanced at the knife that his protagonist had dropped on the ground. There was a stone in the sword. No one except the protagonist could use it so smoothly.
However, every time his main character goes to the battlefield, after returning, the knife always needs to be sharpened by the knifesmith to make the edge of the blade.
It's not that the quality of the knife is not good. It's clear that the protagonist of the knife is too aggressive. Even the best knife is a disposable item in her hands.
"The army hasn't arrived yet, and the wounded barracks' line is not enough--"
Relying on his good health and fast wound recovery, Li Yan did not want to compete with wounded soldiers for scarce medical resources.
"Not enough trauma line?" Jiang Yanji was surprised.
Li Yan laughed, "The injuries and illnesses are not only for the soldiers here, but also for the captives in northern Xinjiang. The wastage is greater than expected."
Jiang Yanji said, "If the thread is not enough, pull a few more hairs, the wound is not very deep and long, and the hair can be used."
Although the hair is very brittle, but two or three rolls together, the toughness is not low, and the emergency is no problem.
A few years ago, with the help of the audience in the live broadcast room, Jiang Yanji compiled a comprehensive knowledge of emergency care.
In addition, she also carefully discussed the possibility of trauma and suture with the doctor in the martial arts hospital.
Her original words were--
"A person's body is just like clothes. If a piece of clothing is broken, it can be sutured. If the wound is too big, why can't it be sutured?"
The doctor in the medical museum is dumb, how can people and clothes be the same?
But who made Jiang Yanji the protagonist?
Their salaries are paid by others, and the working hospital is also funded by others.
At first he didn't dare to use it with people. Lang Zhong could only use rabbits or other animal experiments, and even asked the embroidering mothers for various embroidery techniques.
It turns out that after the wound is sutured, the recovery speed is much faster than without sutures, and the chance of purulence and death is also greatly reduced!
The Langzhongs searched for various sutures suitable for suture wounds, and handed over the surgical suture technique to the female soldiers.
It should be understood that most soldiers who died in the war did not die on the battlefield, but died due to inadequate wound treatment or wound inflammation and pus.
With more sound medical care and trauma suture technology, most wounded soldiers can survive.
Thanks to this, women's camps are becoming more and more popular.
If it wasn't for the 25-year-old female camp to retire from marriage, I don't know how many male soldiers want to digest it internally.
Fat water does not flow outsiders' fields!
Most of the female soldiers who retired early because of injuries choose to stay in the army as logistics. The marriage object is either a retired male soldier or a self-employed householder who picks up a correct prisoner and becomes the owner. Either way, the current life is smooth and enviable.
"Hair is OK?" Li Yanyi said, "Cheng, then I will go to the wounded barracks later."
During the talk, the sky was completely bright, and the red glow in the sky was smudged like paint.
The audience stayed up all night without sleeping.
Most of them were too sleepy to open their eyes, but when they saw the floating corpses floating on the surface of the water, they were completely drowsy.
"Send someone to scoop up these corpses and bury them, otherwise the corpses will enter the mouth of fish and shrimp and stain the river, and we will not be able to use water conveniently."
Jiang Yanji ordered that he be sent to scavenge.
Only clean up the waterfront on your side, the corpses floating to the other side need not be controlled, so as not to be shot into a sieve in the past.
There was a huge victory in Jiangshui, and the morale of Jiang Yanji had risen unprecedentedly.
Because Dongqing suffered too much in the hands of Beijiang, before the war began, everyone was still uneasy.
Dongqing lost all at home. Can they win when they go to their place?
It turns out that not only did they win, they also won!
Compared with the joy and encouragement here, the northern camp in the northern bank of the Huangshui River is permeated with a heavy downturn.
Wu Li, as a veteran, was scolded by the king in public, his face was lost.
Even if it is Haruncha, a political opponent of the forceful pull, seeing the situation of the opponent is inevitably sad.
The lord had no brains, but Harencha couldn't watch the other person continue to die.
Wu Liba lost, but winning or losing is a matter of common practice. You can't pull Wu Li to the bottom because of a defeat, right?
There are many people who can fight in the north, but most of them are reckless martial arts. Not many commanders with real brains.
If Wu Liba is abolished, Northern Xinjiang will be finished.
Leaving aside before, Harencha also thought that no matter how good his brain was, his fist was hard.
Ever since watching Sun Wen playing the North Xinjiang Chaotang, he has changed his insistence.
Forced pull must not happen!
Thinking of this, Haruncha went out to help and pull out good words, which attracted the suspicion of everyone.
Aren't Harencha and Ulysses being political opponents?
When did they bother?
The king was on fire, but Haruncha was his confidant, and he could not help but give it to the opposite party.
Simply let the force pull the wounds, and then take the crime and make a contribution.
When everyone went down, the lord king left Harencha.
"Is there no one in Beijiang who can replace Wu Liba? This old man is old—"
The acting king asked Harencha that the more this situation, the more he missed the unexpected Sun Wen.
"If Zai Tao is here, the old man can be so arrogant--"
Harencha stood silently on one side, he didn't want to touch the other's mold.
When the acting king vented enough, Haruncha said, "Acting king, according to the views of the minister, Liu Ye won this battle."
"What do you mean?"
"If the two armies confront each other, our army will be able to triumph and return. According to my humble opinion, this strategy of attacking the west is a very good strategy. Targeted precautions and strict precautions. "
In other words, it was not that Liu Li was defeated by force, nor was it that the soldiers of Northern Xinjiang were defeated by the soft-footed shrimp of the Han family. They were defeated by tactics!
With that said, the King was feeling better.
"What should we do?" He said. "Can you let one party cross the river and fight?"
Even if they were willing, Liu Yan would not agree.
They are enemies and not comrades-in-arms. How can they trust?
Harencha said, "This is not the meaning of the minister, but now the morale is desperate and the army needs to be renewed."
No morale, fight an egg.
Obviously, the ability of the king to grasp the key points is a bit confusing.
Dai Wang Dao, "If Zai Dao is still there, why are you alone--"
Harencha: "..."
Convex (艹 艹) 艹!
That's enough!
Without waiting for the king to come up with a solution, the two heard the trumpet sound sharply.
"Where's the horn?"
The high-pitched horn sounded heavy and murderous, listened carefully, and there seemed to be rumbling drums, as dense as rainstorm.
铮铮 horn, sounded drums.
_ (: з ″ ∠) _ Tomorrow will be around five more. Shiitake feels like a story, right?
(End of this chapter)