Shen Tu was excited by Xu Yi's sonorous and powerful slogan and left, and when he left, he didn't forget to compliment two sentences, and kept saying that Mr. can fight against the personal guards of King Xin'an, and he is not a Khitan at all!

In fact, Xu Yi's force value is really not weak now, and the reason why he was complimented by Shen Tu was that he had never seen blood······ No, it should be said that he has never fought with a weapon.

The brothers in the wounded barracks all know that Xu Duwei's martial arts skills have to be defined by Xu Duwei's words, which are used to strengthen the body.

Xu Yi was still arranging the wounded barracks in an orderly manner as usual, and he still had a smile on his face, as if he was really not worried about fighting a war.

Only Laifu knows Xu Yi best, and can really feel the nervousness in Xu Yi's heart, constantly rubbing Xu Yi with his big head, and looking up from time to time······

"Laifu, maybe I will go to war this time, that is, I will fight people with weapons. Your master hasn't done this yet, so it's a bit unsteady. ”

This dog baby, as if he could really understand, arched his back and bared his teeth······ It seems to say: Boss, don't be afraid, there is me.

I don't know why, it's rare to see a blessing scream, and there is no such howling and roaring as the legend. doesn't bite either, except for the nearly one-person-tall body, which accompanies Xu Yi without saying a word, most of the time people will ignore it.

"Okay, your master is not worried, just fight, can't we run if we can't beat it?"

What are these words······ It was very unsuitable for Laifu's appetite, shook his head, and gently pushed Xu Yi.

Perhaps, even Laifu thinks that I shouldn't be cowardly, so let's be strong?

"Report ······ Captain, the commander has an order, start the war tomorrow, and make the wounded barracks ready for treatment! ”

"Returning to the festival marshal, the wounded barracks are all ready!"

No matter how worried you are, you can't collapse when you are right. So, Xu Yi gathered all the medical officers, that is, those guards and Dao soldiers of the Gongming Palace.

"When the war starts tomorrow, we must be ready to receive the wounded at any time, and strive to ensure that every wounded person who enters the wounded barracks is alive!"

It can be regarded as cheering himself up, Xu Yi's tone became more and more firm when he gave the order.

"Also, this time, all the alcohol used to rinse the wound is to be recycled······"

"Captain, we brought two big cars this time, and the alcohol should be enough."

Xu Yizhen kicked Ling Fengzi out. In the wounded barracks, Xu Yi is almost up to the mark, it's this Ling Fengzi, who always has to remind him from time to time.

"I don't care what you think, whether the alcohol is enough or not has nothing to do with Captain Bendu's desire to recycle the alcohol, let it be recycled. If you can't do it, you can go as a guard! ”

How many can you understand Captain Bendu's thoughts? Isn't this for your multiple chances to live? If you are idle-mouthed, you can't be obedient!

Ling Fengzi also felt that he was a little abrupt, and hurriedly guaranteed to carry out the order.

At this time, Xu Yi was not Xu Yi, but Xu Duwei.

In the open grassland, the sound is not far away, although the wounded barracks in the battlefield are less than twenty miles, and the fighting cries of tens of thousands of people are quite faint when they reach the place where Xu Yi is camped, and almost nothing can be heard.

Xu Yi knew that this was the time when the two sides collided fiercely.

First came a wave of long-range crossbows, then a large group marched together, then there were crossbowmen firing three or four waves of strong crossbows, followed by cavalry interspersed between crossbowmen, and finally the infantry followed······

It's all imagined by Xu Yi, he has never seen a positional battle once, and the only time he threw a stone paint jar.

Keep imagining······

Then, tens of thousands of people were piled together, horses collided with horses, and people cut each other. Maces, short maces, and horizontal knives are flying on the battlefield, and that's called chaos.

The Chinese army collided, and one side sent surprise soldiers to raid the flank, but I didn't expect the commanders of the two sides to want to be together, and then the flank also became a flesh-and-blood meat grinding field.

At the moment when the war horse staggered, the soldiers tried to turn around, they were all battle-hardened soldiers, who didn't want to do this, so the horse's head hit the horse's head, and the horse's head hit the horse's tail······ The battlefield is even more chaotic.

As a result, there was a person who did not turn the horse's head but went straight to the tail of the opponent's team, and happened to meet a foot soldier holding a Mo knife······ There was a snort, and it was all blood, and there were tattered internal organs······

Will the battlefield be like this? Xu Yi's brain was working hard, and he really wanted to go to the front to take a look, so as to perfect the battlefield scene he envisioned.

Forgot, how did the wounded come? So many war horses squeezed together, the cavalry on both sides slashed each other back and forth, and there were those who pumped cold and released dark arrows, how did those soldiers who were injured in the collision get them back?

It's not all going to be dead, are they? Then it's useless on its own. No, it seems that a lot of wounded people were sent on the first day last time······ That time was an offensive and defensive battle, and it didn't seem to be mixed together.

Could it be that the two sides fought for a while, and then shouted: Truce the fighting, each pack up the wounded! If so, that's really polite.

Xu Yi still has a chance to know this.

Indeed, just as Xu Yi imagined, the others were not right, that is, the treatment of the wounded during the truce between the two sides, Xu Yi was right.

So, near the end of the evening, the wounded were sent to the wounded barracks······

Repeating the previous process again, it is still Xu Yi's triage, dividing the severity of the relief to people of different abilities and levels.

Xu Qing, Xu Feng, and Xu Yun will not be separated, it's not that Xu Yi is afraid of death······ Critically wounded, also need helpers.

Dasheng was rich, and although the cavalry was not a hoplite, but a hussar, all the cavalry was armoured.

In other words, this is different from the last battle, and the wounded are almost not hit by the stones like the last time.

Perhaps, especially the kind that was trampled by the war horse, no matter whether it would be as thin as a piece of paper, it is estimated that Li Wei would not send it to the wounded barracks again······ This is also what Xu Yi is thinking.

He was a little idle, and finally had to pick some that were slightly critical, and keep them for himself.

Although the established plan is to mix up a battlefield experience and then report for military achievements, Xu Yi still can't be idle in the face of the wounded and sick······ This is a problem, and it is also a nature that can be called a professional habit.

The first day was tepid and unhurried······ All are experienced and familiar.

"There's no need to stay up late, the light is not good at night, non-fatal injuries, take good care of them, and wait for surgery early tomorrow morning!"

Xu Yi had time to take charge of the overall situation this time, and took a dog and three guards to inspect the entire wounded barracks.

"It's hard to work at night, brothers, the grassland is empty, easy to attack and difficult to defend, be sure to warn!"

Xu Yi is really a bit of a general.

In fact, he is really unsteady, the kind of unsteadiness that left the Chinese military camp.

The first time I got up at night, it was a real night, Xu Yi forgot whether he had urinated before going to bed, and he felt something interesting, so he got up, held it for a long time, and almost got his shoes wet.

The second time he got up at night, Xu Yi didn't know if he wanted to relieve himself, so he turned around, and said hello to the guards, but he also forgot whether he released the water by the way, so he went back in a daze.

Until the third night, Laifu couldn't do it, bit Xu Yi's trouser legs, and dragged him hard······ I rested to disturb the rifle.