Chapter 115: Night

"Look, everyone, the thieves have retreated, the thieves have retreated!" I don't know who shouted these words first, but soon the people on the city wall were infected, and everyone was shouting and cheering.

Everyone's tone revealed joy, glad that they could live one more day.

Watching the thieves retreat like a tide, Lin Fan also breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't help but ask himself secretly, how many times had they repelled the attack of the thieves in these days? Twenty-fifth or twenty-sixth?

He couldn't remember, but he quickly shook his head and stopped thinking about it, because it didn't make sense.

No matter how many times they can repel the thieves, if they lose the siege once, the result will be the same for them, and that is the destruction of the city.

He glanced up at the western sky, the sun had already set, and only the fiery red sunset could prove that it was still there just a moment ago.

It was about to get dark, and Lin Fan, who was standing at the head of the city, could even see that torches had been raised in the thief camp in the distance, and it seemed that there would be no next attack today.

The main reason why the thieves retreated was that night was not conducive to siege, and even more so for the thieves who lacked training and large siege equipment.

Most of the thieves came from the homeless and local poor people, and the long-term lack of food and clothing made them weak, and many of them suffered from night blindness.

Anyone who suffers from this symptom will not be able to see at night when it gets dark, let alone fight.

As soon as the thieves retreated, after only a short rest, the city began to be busy again, and everyone was resting and preparing for tomorrow's battle.

Lin Fan stood at the head of the city for a long time, staring into the distance, deep in thought.

No one bothered Lin Fan, because everyone had their own things to do.

After a whole day of fighting, there were fewer people in the city who could stand up. Even if you add the young people who come in, the manpower is still limited.

There are few people, but there are many things. Everyone should not only carry the corpses of their comrades who died in battle, but also collect and sort out the weapons and arrows left by the thieves to attack the city for the purpose of defending the city tomorrow.

Some people in the city who knew how to heal, were busy bandaging the wounds of their wounded brothers, and at the same time, they also had to have seriously wounded soldiers carried off the city wall and sent to the county government for treatment. It has now been temporarily converted into a place for wounded soldiers by Lin Fan.

Everyone seemed to be busy, doing their own thing silently, even trying to avoid talking to each other, even if there was an occasional conversation, they tried to keep their voices as low as possible.

This also makes the city wall, although it is very lively on the surface, but in fact it seems very quiet except for the wailing of the wounded soldiers.

The days of fighting made the nerves of everyone present tense to the extreme, and even if the thieves retreated, they did not relax.

Especially a sneak attack the night before, the city was almost broken by the thieves.

In the early hours of that morning, at dawn, a small group of elite bandits secretly climbed up from the western wall.

Due to the sudden attack at that time, the hearts of those young and strong soldiers who were temporarily recruited collapsed, and they only thought about running for their lives, and fled to the city one after another. The sergeants who were responsible for defending the city walls were also coerced and scattered, and the head of the city was facing loss.

At the critical moment, if it weren't for Lin Fan and dozens of brothers from the inspection department who went up to the top, fought to the death, and struggled to drive the thieves who climbed up to the top of the city down, thus stabilizing the situation, I am afraid that the thieves would have already held a celebration party on everyone's corpses by now.

And that battle also caused heavy casualties to the inspection department, which had always been at the forefront of the frontline.

To this day, the soldiers and horses brought out by Lin Fan have already lost seven or eight out of ten, plus minor injuries, and there are only more than 30 people who still have the strength to fight.

It can be said that if it were not for the brave fighting of everyone in the Inspection Division, Yongyang City would not be able to defend today.

It's just that although the sneak attack was repulsed, it also made everyone feel like frightened birds, as if as long as they slackened in the slightest, the thieves would rush out of the darkness and kill everyone.

As time passed, it was completely dark, and the atmosphere in the city became more and more oppressive.

While everyone was busy, someone secretly glanced at Lin Fan from time to time, as if they wanted to know what Lin Fan was thinking now.

And Lin Fan was still distracted, until a voice remembered in his ear.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency! Are you okay? ”

Lin Fan came back to his senses and looked at the source of the voice, it turned out that Zhou Bo was calling himself.

Zhou Bo and Xiao Yuanzhi entered the city with Lin Fan and them. Lin Fan loves Xiao Yuanzhi very much, and thinks he has a good talent, After encircling and suppressing the Shuanglong Ling, Lin Fan doesn't want to waste such a good seedling, and whenever he has spare time, he will guide Xiao Yuanzhi to practice martial arts, of course, reading and literacy are also indispensable, and he will often send them some food to use in the past.

Over time, the relationship between Lin Fan and Uncle Zhou's grandson has also become much closer, and because of his grandson, Uncle Zhou is also very grateful to Lin Fan.

As a herb picker with many years of experience, Zhou Bo knew some pharmacology, so he took the initiative to find Lin Fan after the war began, saying that he wanted to do what he could and asked to participate in the rescue of wounded soldiers.

At the beginning, Lin Fan was worried that Uncle Zhou was old after all, so he shouldn't work too hard, so he was unwilling to agree.

But in the end, he couldn't resist the old man's temper, so he could only agree, so for these days, Zhou Bo has been running between the city wall and the county government to treat the wounded soldiers in the city.

"It's not that I want to disturb the adult's contemplation, but the wound on the adult's body should be bandaged first, and the wound the day before yesterday should also be changed. This can't be delayed, once the wound worsens, it's a terrible thing, no matter how small the injury is, it can kill people, and then it will be difficult for the gods to save! Seeing Lin Fan come back to his senses, Zhou Bo raised the bandage in his hand, pointed to Lin Fan's left arm, and gestured.

Hearing this, Lin Fan looked down at his left arm, and there was a wound of about two inches in the place where the armor could not protect it, which was injured by a stray arrow just now. Although the wound was still bleeding at this time, it was not deep and not too serious, it was just a skin injury.

And not far from this wound, near the shoulder, there are faint traces of bandaging under the armor, which were left by the thieves the day before yesterday when they attacked secretly.

In contrast, the injury was more serious, and the bones were visible, which made Lin Fan's movement of raising his left arm a little difficult.

Knowing that Uncle Zhou was caring about him, Lin Fan's heart warmed, and he smiled apologetically at Uncle Zhou: "It's just some small injuries, it's not in the way, Uncle Zhou should go and take a look at the other brothers first, many of them are more seriously injured than me." ”

Zhou Bo said angrily: "Others naturally have someone to take care of, I don't need me, my business is to take care of you!" Hurry up and be obedient! ”

After coming out of the house, it had been a long time since anyone had spoken to him in the tone of an elder, and Lin Fan's nose was a little sour. I could only agree: "Hey! ”

Lin Fan sat down directly against the city wall, took off his armor and shirt, and exposed his wounds.

With the help of the bright light from the nearby torches, Zhou Bo carefully cleaned the wound, then applied the medicine little by little, and finally bandaged it.

During the process, Zhou Bo quietly looked at Lin Fan, only to see that his face was expressionless, and he only frowned occasionally.

The first wound was not troublesome, and Zhou Bo quickly bandaged it and began to treat the second wound.

Uncle Zhou knew how painful it was to deal with the wound, especially when changing the dressing, and when he untied the bandage, he said with a trembling tone: "Child, you."

If you really can't help it, just call it out, don't hold on, it will be better. With Uncle Zhou here, no one will laugh at you. ”

"Hmm!" Lin Fan nodded lightly and agreed.

The second wound is particularly troublesome to deal with, as some of the places where the bandage and the wound come into contact have grown together and have to be torn off little by little. Before changing the dressing, the rotten flesh that has been stinky and pus must be cut off little by little, and the pain caused by this is self-evident.

When changing the dressing, beads of sweat the size of beans kept flowing down Lin Fan's forehead and all the way to his neck.

He heard the pity in Uncle Zhou's words, and he made a smile at Uncle Zhou: "It doesn't matter, Uncle Zhou can rest assured that he can change the medicine, I can still hold it!" ”

Uncle Zhou stopped talking and silently dealt with the wound. He felt sorry for Lin Fan from the bottom of his heart, obviously not much older than his grandson, he was still a child, but he wanted to put the lives of everyone in the city on his shoulders.

The burden was too heavy to weigh anyone out, but the kid just carried it on his shoulders silently, and never saw him depressed.

It was because of this child's persistence that the whole city was brought faith. Before you know it, this young child has become a pillar of support for everyone.

A drop of water smashed on the back of his hand, and Zhou Bo knew that it was his own tears. He didn't dare to look up, pretending nothing had happened.

waited until the last knot was tied before Zhou Bo said softly: "Okay! ”

Lin Fan moved his arm when he heard this, and said with a smile: "It's much better, it's really a lot better!" ”

When Lin Fan said this, Uncle Zhou was burying his head in sorting out the medicine box, and said without raising his head: "What hard work do I have, it is you who suffers!" ”

Uncle Zhou is generally responsible for taking care of the wounded soldiers in the county office, which is an extremely troublesome thing, and he can't leave people for a moment. There are only a few doctors in the county, and even fewer of them are good at treating trauma. But they had to take care of so many wounded soldiers, and every day they had to go to the city wall to treat the wounds of the wounded and help carry the seriously wounded; Moreover, the number of wounded soldiers is increasing every day, and there is no rotation at all.

Lin Fan learned from Yuanzhi that Uncle Zhou hadn't had a good rest for a long time, although Uncle Zhou himself always said that it was okay, but after all, he was old, and Lin Fan was still worried that he wouldn't be able to support it.

So Lin Fan said: "Uncle Zhou, don't be too tired, just take a break when it's time to rest, just leave some things to the young people!" ”

Zhou Bo twisted his beard and laughed softly: "Hahaha, no; You young people are fighting in front of you, forgetting to die, how many young people are dying. Compared to you, I'm nothing, just doing what I can! ”

Uncle Zhou's laughter was gentle and kind, but it was difficult to hide the tiredness in his eyes. But since he said so, Lin Fan could only pretend not to see it and bury his worries in his heart.

patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, and Zhou Bo persuaded him: "Don't worry about me, worry more about yourself!" You haven't eaten or slept well in the past few days, have you? If you continue like this, your body won't be able to hold on, and the whole city will be watching you, you can't fall! ”

Finally, he said in a trembling voice: "Also, when you can't work hard, don't work too hard!" ”

Lin Fan hummed, saying that he knew, as for whether he listened to it or not, Uncle Zhou knew the result.

At this time, Chen Fangshu walked over and said to Lin Fan: "My lord, the following is ready, please come over!" ”

Lin Fan nodded and looked at Uncle Zhou apologetically again. Zhou Bo understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "Go and go, you kid is busy with your own going, don't worry about me." ”

Lin Fan said hello embarrassedly: "Then I'll go down first, and Uncle Zhou shouldn't be too tired." ”

Zhou Bo waved his hand and drove Lin Fan and them away.