Little Snot participated in the most tragic offensive of the Yellow Turban Army, with 20,000 men attacking the camp held by only more than 3,000 officers and soldiers. In the eyes of the Yellow Turbans, the war would be a one-sided outcome, but these were not things they could figure out.

The idea of small snot is very simple, it is for a full meal, and as long as you rush up, you can get a full meal. This full meal will not be given to them so easily.

"Boom. Rumble. "The cannon fodder of the Yellow Turbans was met with unprecedented resistance, and a large number of archers were fired at them, many of whom were shot before they could reach the camp. The head, the chest, and the lightest were also shot in the arms and thighs. Then fell to the ground and wailed in pain, if the luck is too bad, it will be trampled to death by his own people, and it is really unlucky to encounter such a thing.

And when they rushed to the gate of the camp, they thought they had won? They were wrong. Waiting for them to be more cruel weapons, the officers and soldiers also learned to use the ** bag, and they will put a large number of iron pieces, iron nails, and stones in the ** bag, which is even more powerful than that of the Red Turban Army, and they do it very much, and they are projectile it through trebuchets.

"Boom." **Bag As soon as it exploded, it was a big piece, and the flying pieces of iron were frantically harvesting the lives of these cannon fodder, and they were not distressed at all, which was not a big loss for them.

"Whoosh." The pieces of iron swished, and then a large group of people fell. Some had half of their heads cut off. A bloody piece. Others were shot in the thigh. Sensen's bones were exposed. It looks scary. The screams were painful for everyone. It's the first time they've encountered a weapon like this, they've only heard of it before, but they've never encountered it before. For them, it's the price of their lives.

"Kids. Don't rush. Right here, don't rush. After a while, let's go back with the people, don't be the first to go back, and don't be the first to rush up. The old man said with his little snot in his little arm. Little Snot nodded in understanding. He listened to his uncle, he was different from other children. He is numb to the bloody side of the battlefield. He may not be afraid, but he definitely won't be excited, he knows. These people can't eat. He cares about his stomach because he's hungry.

Uncle looked around worriedly, the power of the **bag was too great. Too many people were killed. Too much.

Yang Village. The battle lasted all night, and it slowly stopped in the morning. Chen Da himself didn't know how he fell asleep. What he knew was that the sound of gunfire never stopped, the shouts of killing, the beating of drums. The battle went on fiercely.

"You, take this." A female militiaman came in with a clay pot and handed it to Chen Da, who looked around in a daze, and didn't know when the Red Turban Army militia who was guarding them left in the vicinity. Several captives like him looked around in bewilderment, not knowing when, this place had become a gathering place for wounded soldiers. There are many people who are missing arms and legs, and there are also big gaps in their stomachs, and the smell of blood makes them feel very uncomfortable.

"Quick, disinfect him." The female militia said. It was a woman. The women in the village got married early. They also know how difficult it is when they have children. Although unbearable, they are more independent.

"What. I, I won't, what's disinfection? Chen Da looked at the woman at a loss and said.

"You're still not a man. Put salt water in the crockpot, clean the wound, and tell me. The woman said. I saw a woman holding a needle and thread. I don't know what to do.

"Oh. However, salt water can kill people. Chen Dazhen didn't know what to say. Maybe they saw too many men in the barracks. The sudden sight of a woman made them all feel overwhelmed.

"Hurry up. It hurts to immortality, you are men, can men still bear this pain? The woman asked aloud.

Several of the captives also knew what to do. They began to clean the wounds of the wounded soldiers, and there were many wounded soldiers, including those of the Red Turban Army and the New Army of the West Garden, and they all gathered here rarely. This is a house in the village. There are several oil lamps inside. The faint light allowed them to see everything around them.

Strange to say, the saline in those crockpots didn't irritate their wounds, they didn't know what saline was. But what they know is that this will clean the wound as much as possible and save them from infection. Of course. It is best to be able to disinfect with alcohol before bandaging, the smell of alcohol in the air irritates their throat. But the captives did not dare to do anything. Because they saw that several women were treating the wounded, it was their compatriot, the New Army of the West Garden. The injuries were severe. The entire arm was knocked out.

"Quick, hold it down for me." The woman said. Come over with a needle and thread and say. Chen Da nodded.

Then the woman began to sew up the wound. It was the first time Chen Da had encountered such a situation. The wound can also be stitched together like a garment. The wounded soldier was in terrible pain. But as soon as he saw that it was a woman, the wounded soldier stopped talking.

"My arm, my arm." A wounded soldier in the West Park shouted loudly.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you." The wounded soldier shouted loudly, apparently unable to accept such a stimulus.

"Brother, stop, I can pick up a life, it's good." A wounded soldier next to him comforted. Several captive soldiers who came with Chen Da held each other down. They all know that war is brutal.

"Brother, we all know that your heart hurts. But we still have one life back. As long as we're all right. You can save it. The captive soldier persuaded.

"Damn it. Lao Tzu has become a waste. Wasted. How can you live without arms? The wounded soldier in the West Garden said bitterly. Obviously, such a blow is very heavy for them.

"Look at you, are you still not a man? You have another arm. I can't live on your side, but there are many people who live well on our side. A woman shouted loudly.

"I can't survive, come to our side, there are many people who can work with one arm." A woman reprimands her husband as if she were a husband. The wounded soldiers of the New Army in the West Park looked at each other.

"I don't believe it. Let me tell you, in Lijiazhuang, there are a large number of officers and soldiers wounded there, and there are many people who strike iron with one arm, so you can't survive like this. Or not a man? The woman said.

"It's easy to say. How can you women compare to us men? The wounded soldier of the New Army in the West Park said.

"Compared to you, men, why are you not as open as a woman as I think, our Red Turban Army is very well paid. If you go to strike iron, if you do it well, it will be three buckets of rice a day. Isn't three buckets of rice enough for you to live? A man who does well can get a stone of rice. Not only that, but if you have a good mind and come up with something invented and created, this is a few hundred acres of good land, and with the land, you can deposit it in the Agricultural Bank, and you can get more rations without growing grain. The food that this bank gives you every month, you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life. The woman said.

"What?" The wounded soldiers of the New Army in Xiyuan, as well as the captive soldiers, asked one after another, as soon as they heard about the fields and rations, these were the things they were most concerned about.

"I see that your chief must not have told you this, so it's okay, I'll tell you now." Women love to nag, even if it is such a thing as treating the wounded, they can also talk about it, and sewing the wound is like making clothes at home, and they are not afraid. Their mouths were not idle.

"You men, there are more places to eat. In our village, there were several wounded soldiers from the former officers and soldiers, and a few good ones went to serve as soldiers. I heard that after several second-class merits, the Red Turban Army gave more than 200 acres of land. 100 acres of good land to be planted by yourself. More than 100 acres of land were put into the Agricultural Bank, which gave one bucket of rice per acre of land every month. One hundred acres is one hundred buckets of rice. Your ration for the year will come down. You just eat dry every day. You can live well, don't you? The woman said. As he spoke, he sewed up the arm of a wounded soldier. Skillful knotting. Shear. And then the next one. And none of the wounded soldiers cried out in pain.

"Little sister-in-law. Tell us about us, wasted people, can people like us get the field? The wounded soldier asked worriedly. Those who can go to war, naturally they envy it. They don't lack arms and lame legs, but these people are all wasters. They're worried about this.

"Alright. Let me tell you about it, let's talk about a northern military officer and soldier who our Yang Village rescued on the battlefield, called Lao Tian. I don't know if you know each other, it's still someone from Luoyang. This war, not long eyes, especially this firearm, splashed everywhere, that Lao Tian is also very pitiful, half of his leg was blown up. The upper arm and not a single ear are gone. When we went to the battlefield to help, this person was basically a dead man. This is still a death order from our commander, and if it is alive, it will be saved. Rescue one and give back the reward, if it weren't for that, we wouldn't care about it at all. The woman said.

"Little sister-in-law, let's talk about the rest, we can't wait." The wounded soldiers in the West Park said anxiously. It's about their future.

"Look at you in a hurry, why are you men so anxious." The woman probably did it because there were too many men to take care of. Usually widows do this kind of thing. In times of turmoil, widows naturally plentiful. In order to survive, they naturally become more spicy.

"Huh." The men laughed, and they were embarrassed to say this. Women are water, which makes the masculine side of men converge a little.

"This Lao Tian is also a poor man. This was rescued by the field hospital in Lijiazhuang. This Lao Tian's life is too hard, and he has come back to life. But this man is missing half a leg and an arm. It's basically a waste. Fortunately, this Lao Tian had something in his heart, and if he wanted to live, he went to a workshop in the arsenal to strike iron. Along with another wounded soldier of the Northern Army, both of them were missing an arm. These two men worked together. Not to mention. The woman said. At this time, the wound treatment of a wounded soldier was completed.

"These two people are useless. It's more than two able-bodied people. In this regard, the factory also gave them a production incentive. A hundred acres of good land were given. If they continue like this, they will probably be able to marry a little daughter-in-law. The woman said.

"Sister-in-law, this, is this true?" Many wounded soldiers in Xiyuan still asked in disbelief. They felt that it was a lie to them.

"Oh, I said big brother, I'm a person, I don't lie to you. You went to our base area to inquire about it, and it was all true, and it was even published in the newspapers. These are all said in the newspaper, this Lao Tian is also a heroic person, I have never seen such a bright person, you soldiers, that's it. The woman said.

That Lao Tian took out all the rewards he had received, saying that he was going to build a school for the children. Printing textbooks. This is a good thing, people say that he is a wasted person. I hope that the next generation will have a good life. When Chief Xu heard about this, he also praised it, this school also uses people's names to erect monuments to others, and children who go to school respect such people, if this person has such energy, you say, that woman does not lean up. What I do know is that in these ten miles and eight villages, there are several big girls who like people, and if they nod their heads, they will come over without a daughter-in-law. This Lao Tian is a hard bone, and he is afraid of delaying other girls. You say, he doesn't lack anything. You can still do this child-giving thing. But the family wants a widow. The woman chattered. Here, the woman found her own stage, because these things can be said, after all, women love gossip, but what she doesn't know is that her gossip has inadvertently done propaganda work.

"Little sister-in-law, you don't understand, we men, these soldiers, don't want to delay others, this is for their good. Especially those of us who are missing arms and legs. The wounded soldiers of the New Army in the West Park stabilized and said.

"yes. Those of us. Both. Alas, no more. The wounded soldiers shook their heads and sighed.

"Oh, you big men, I just can't think about it, so I'll tell you. This way. It's grown. There are a lot of factories in this area. We women do not earn as much money as you men. You who have arms and legs are healed. If you find a job, you can still do it, and we have more places to get people from the base. If you can't live outside, can't you live yourself? It's for yourselves. These days, anything can happen. The base area is active for your work. Everything. It's not hard to do a part-time job. If you don't have a craft, you can learn it yourself. They teach you too. Say a thousand things and ten thousand, these are for yourselves. The woman nagged.