This short but passionate speech dissipated the anxiety of the soldiers on the city walls, and even stimulated their morale and blood. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In this way, the advantage that the enemy had had with magic was leveled out. But the huge gap in numbers is not something that morale can compensate.

In the big tent inside the western city walls.

"The corps commander is worthy of being an imperial general, so we still have a few chances of winning." The Lord sighed heartily.

He Ping shook his head helplessly: "This is also a way that there is no way." If I had a team of light magicians under my command, I would just go back. ”

"It's a waste of a precious amplified scroll of the city lord."

The city lord waved his hand and said, "National affairs, what is the waste?" ”

He Ping nodded and continued: "It's also time for me to go and supervise the battle, and the city lord will sit in this big tent." In times of crisis, please send a team of magicians to our aid. ”

"Lao He, take care!" The city lord said solemnly.

"For the Empire." He Ping said, turned around and walked out of the big tent, leaving only a dashing back.

At this time, Ye Yu's battlefield ambulance team was already busy.

War is to the death.

But more than that, it's hurt.

From time to time, stretchers for the seriously wounded were carried into the tents, and some of them breathed on the stretchers before the doctors could see them. Some of them lasted longer, but they lost too much blood and their internal organs were broken, and simple medical treatment such as battlefield ambulance was obviously not enough, and they also died unwilling to die after not living long.

Some of them could have been saved, but when they were carried down the city wall, they were delayed for a while, and they could not be saved.

Minor injuries are considered lucky. In the worst case, it is only a broken arm and a broken leg, at least his life is saved. If it was a milder injury, it would have been even if it was still in pain and persisted in fighting on the city wall.

It's easier to kill than to save. As the only medical staff in the entire camp who can use magic, Ye Yu does some work to help stop the bleeding - it seems easy, but in fact, stopping the bleeding is the most difficult and difficult link.

It is precisely because of this that all the blood is completely placed in front of Ye Yu.

The first casualty that Ye Yu dealt with was a seriously injured person.

When he was carried in, Ye Yu was already stunned.

A long and narrow cut in his stomach was cut, blue-purple intestines slipped out of his stomach, and a large amount of donated blood flowed out of the wound and dripped onto the ground, staining the stretcher red.

It's not alive anymore.

Ye Yu only felt that her eyes were blurred in an instant, and she vaguely heard someone calling her, so she staggered to the side of the wounded.

For the first time, I saw a life slowly passing away in front of my eyes.

Although Ye Yu had tried his best to help the wounded man stuff back the intestines that had slipped out, he also tried his best to release healing magic to try to stop the bleeding for him.

However, the sound of the wounded's breathing gradually calmed down, and even the pain and spasms of the body gradually subsided.

vitality, quickly drained from his body.

When Ye Yu finally stopped the bleeding and looked up with tears in his eyes, the wounded man had already choked his last breath.

In an instant, the guilt of being a doctor but powerless to save the patient overwhelmed Ye Yu.

I... Didn't save him! I should be able to save him. His life passed away from my hands, what difference is it from me killing him?

"Really... Why do you have to send this kind of thing! ”

Faintly, Ye Yu heard his companion complaining quietly.

Ye Yu only felt "Buzz!" in his head! There was a muffled thud, and then it exploded.

She only felt like crying.

When a soldier is not wounded, he has to fight for his life with the enemy. When they were seriously injured and were about to die, did the medical staff not even want to save them?

Perhaps, it's not that you don't want to save it, but you can't save it?

Ye Yu didn't have time to think.

Because long before this seriously wounded man lost his breath, the next one had already been delivered.

Ye Yu took a deep breath and walked to the stretcher.

Thankfully, it was a broken arm, and as long as the bleeding stopped in time, it wouldn't be life-threatening.

But when did it become a blessing to break an arm?

In a trance, the third wounded had already been delivered, followed by the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...

I don't want to count many Ye Yu anymore.

Now she saw those hideous wounds, Yin Hong's blood, and heard the painful howls of the wounded.

All that remains is "this can be saved" and "this is not saved, give him a good time." "Two thoughts.

Ye Yu already understood why his companion would say that kind of thing.

Their manpower is so tight that spending a long time trying to save a seriously injured person may be able to heal more minor wounded. Even when you are trying to save the life of a seriously injured person, another minor injured person has missed the best time to treat because of the passage of time.

Trying to save as many people as possible is what you should think about as a battlefield medical worker.

Instead of trying to save every wounded. That's impossible.

"Ye Yu! Come and help! ”

"Wait! Stop the bleeding right away. ”

"Somebody hand me a bandage!" Ye Yu stopped the bleeding and prepared to bandage.

Suddenly, Ye Yu was stunned, and rubbed the space ring on his hand as if he had a feeling in his heart.

Feel... The ring seems to be getting warm?

Ye Yu thought that at this time, his brother was still fighting the enemy on the city wall.

The wounded person he had treated appeared in front of him again.

"Ten million... Protect yourself! ”

"I don't want to see my brother here."

"Ye Yu! Come on! I can't hold on here! ”

"Huh? Oh! I'll go! Ye Yu hurriedly finished bandaging and went to help.

Let's put the perspective back to the western wall.

After the long horn ended, the enemy began to advance.

It was not the kind of scattered attack in which the whole army charged at the sound of an order, but a shield and marched forward in a neat pace with the guideline.

The sound of thousands of people marching was not uniform, but it put great psychological pressure on the defenders on the city walls.

"Open the bow! Elevation projectile! ”

At this time, the cry of the herald was suddenly remembered on the city wall.

"Ready!" Here the herald dragged a long note, waiting for the slower archers to be ready. After a short pause...

"Put !!" For a while, arrows were shot like locusts!

Ye Mo had already experienced such a salvo once, and Ye Mo knew that it was time for free fire next, and the rest time was over.

"Ding, ding, ding!" The arrows fell, striking the shield with a crisp sound of gold and iron, and from time to time several arrows pierced through the gaps in the shield, knocking down many enemies.

But then the gap they had left was filled by the shields of the men standing behind them! The shield array suddenly returned to its entirety.

This salvo, the effect is very average.

[This chapter is to make up for the arrears of the day before yesterday, and there is another one today]