When Ma Du opened the cabinet the next day, there was no shadow of Liao Yongan inside, he should not have been arrested by Zhang Shicheng, but was transferred by Lao Zhu's people who had placed him in Zhang Shicheng's palace, maybe he was still in a corner of the palace.

No matter where Liao Yongan is, Ma Du still has to go to the cell every day to deliver medicine to him. Hou San stood at the door of the cell and said with a smile: "Give me the medicine, I'll send it to him." ”

Ma Du smiled: "I naturally believed in you, and I usually handed it over to you." It's just that I can't do it today, I have to change the dressing for him, this is more troublesome, you don't understand! ”

Hou San suddenly straightened his face, "That's not necessary, his injury has already healed, and you don't need to send medicine in the future." ”

The courtyard door was closed tightly with a bang, but Ma Du was still patting the door panel and shouting outside the courtyard: "Hou San!" Hou San open the door! Damn, throw people away when they're used up, it's not a thing. ”

Ma Du scolded and left, but he was happy in his heart, and he finally didn't have to pretend to send medicine to Liao Yongan in the future. Before he could enter the palace, he heard the sound of heavy cannons from the side of the city wall, followed by a loud shout of killing.

In the same direction as the cannon, it came from the gate in the east of the city. The pond and moat near the gate are rich in coconut white, and the white is also called the white water, so it is called the door.

Listening to the shouting and killing, Ma Du knew that the moat over there should have been filled, and Xu Da had already let people attack the city. He walked to the mouth of the alley and glanced at both ends of the street, only to see a wave of ordinary soldiers rushing in the direction of Fengmen.

Just looking at the equipment of ordinary soldiers, you know that Zhang Shicheng is richer than Lao Zhu, more than a star and a half, helmets, armor, knives, bows and spears are very neat, like Lao Zhu's side, it is far behind, and those who can wear helmets must be a hundred households.

He knew that after the war, Zhang Shicheng was very likely to let him go to work. Even if no one asks him to go, he can go openly, I am a doctor, and it makes sense to go and treat the wounded soldiers.

Of course, he didn't go to treat the injury, he just wanted to see what the situation was like. He waited quietly in the duty room, from early morning to afternoon, and the shouting and killing from the side of the door never stopped, and the sound of improvised grenades exploding frequently.

Before he left Yingtian, the improvised grenade had not yet improved, and he had heard this voice in Hongdu for a long time, and he was familiar with it. Just by listening to the voice, Madu knew how tragic the attack and defense on the city wall were.

It was from noon until evening, when the sound on the other side of the city wall slowly stopped, and Madu waited for about a stick of incense, but still no one came to call him. Ma Du had no choice but to pack up his things and come to the door, and the tools were still the set of household goods that Hou San had borrowed, and without alcohol, he filled a small bottle of spirits.

The guards in the palace sent heralds to and fro, and no one paid attention to his presence. He carried a small bag and went directly to the street, and every house was closed, hiding in the crack of the door one by one to peek out.

The streets are full of soldiers, Ma Du's dress is very eye-catching, and when he walked near the Fengmen, he didn't know how many times he was interrogated, but fortunately, Ma Du had the official seal given by Zhang Shicheng, plus he said that he was treating the wounded soldiers.

Less than a mile away from Fengmen, Ma Du saw a lot of big iron balls scattered on the ground, a cursory look, there were about twenty or thirty, there were many nearby houses were smashed by iron balls, either a big hole in the roof, or a hole in the wall, and some of the walls collapsed most of them directly.

There were no casualties in sight, and it seems that the people inside should have moved out long ago. The power of the artillery was even greater than Ma Du imagined, and he saw that the city gate building of Fengmen had disappeared under the bombardment of several days, leaving only a ruined wall, no wonder Zhang Shicheng didn't come to supervise the battle, and there was no place to hide.

On the bare city wall, there are still many soldiers cleaning the battlefield, and there is a group of people at the base of the city wall who are busy bandaging the soldiers. The leader is Chen Yansi, as well as the doctor Li who once squeezed Ma Du in the palace, and even Yang Shuping, a quack doctor, and the other faces are quite familiar, almost the same group of people I met in the palace last time.

It seems that Zhang Shicheng, like Lao Zhu, will also recruit civilian doctors to bind the wounds of soldiers during wartime. Not surprisingly, doctors are a scarce resource even in the afterlife. When Chen Yansi saw Ma Du, he came over to say hello with a smile, "How did Doctor Ma come too!" ”

"Isn't this the end of the war, just come over and see if there is anything you can help, why are you here too?"

Chen Yansi smiled bitterly: "How can this kind of errand be missing from us people, no matter who is in charge, such an errand is indispensable, but the doctor really didn't come here." ”

"I'm idle when I stay in the palace, and I can always save a half-life when I come over!"

"Yizheng is really benevolent, since you are here, I will leave the matter here to you to preside, and I will give you a hand."

Ma Du said goodbye, "You are experienced and familiar, so you will naturally preside over it, don't delay the time, maybe someone in the kung fu city where we are talking will lose his breath again, please arrange a job for me." ”

Chen Yansi is not a hypocritical person, so he said: "Then Chen is welcome!" ”、

Soldiers were constantly carrying the wounded soldiers down the road along the city horse road, and placing them at the base of the city wall to wait for the doctor to bandage them, and the bandaged ones would be carried away. If you can't wait, you will be carried away, but if you can't go, you will go in another direction.

Ma Du randomly chose a lightly injured soldier for treatment, as for those who were seriously injured with the current medical conditions, there is almost no possibility of saving them, it is better to leave the hope of life to those who have a greater chance, war is so cruel.

"If I save a few of Zhang Shicheng's soldiers, it shouldn't affect the battle situation." Madu was bandaging the wounded soldier while thinking wildly.

Yang Shuping quietly came over, "Why are you here?" This guy was really blind, and in front of so many people, Ma Du was weird to him, so he had to say to him loudly: "Get out!" Get away from me! ”

The other doctors glanced over here, pointed at Yang Shuping, a quack doctor, and muttered, probably saying that he had squeezed Ma Du in the palace before, and now he saw that Ma Du was the doctor of the palace and came over again, it was really shameless, and he lost the face of the entire Pingjiang Xinglin people.

Ma Du also avoided Yang Shuping with a face of "disdain", ran to the city wall to treat the soldiers, disdained to be with him, and felt sticky when he stepped on the foot of the city horse road just now.

It's blood, the blood on the city wall has been so much that it has flowed down the road of the city, this is not the ketchup used when filming TV, it is real blood! When Chen Youliang attacked Hongdu, he was not so exaggerated!

There are also people on the city wall bandaging and treating soldiers, the rough techniques and rough movements are very familiar, and you don't need to ask to know that they are the medical craftsmen in the army.

When I went to the city, I understood why Yang Yansi's people treated the soldiers under the city, because the city was simply a Shura hell, and most of the doctors under the city couldn't stand it, and only these rough embryos in the army would not care if they were used to seeing blood.

As far as the eye could see, the entire city wall was covered with corpses, with almost no place to put their feet down, stumps and broken arms, headless corpses everywhere, some of them pierced through their stomachs, their intestines dripping out of their wounds, and blood mixed with feces flowing all over the ground. There were also quite a few corpses burning, emitting bursts of fleshy smell, but it was disgusting. As for those who were smashed into flesh by shells, it was even more miserable......

Ma Du turned his eyes to the outside of the city, and could see from a distance more than a mile outside the city, there was a group of people wearing red military uniforms and no armor carrying artillery on the lookout car, Ma Du knew that it was the artillery of the Shenji Battalion.

The public security patrol team formed in Hongdu can be said to be the predecessor of the Shenji Battalion, and at that time they were wearing yellow-green clothes, but Lao Zhu liked red. When the Shenji Battalion was formed, it was changed to red, but fortunately, the style did not change, but the extravagant copper buttons were replaced with cloth buttons, which looked a little nondescript. Probably to motivate the non-commissioned officers, officers of more than a thousand households kept brass buttons.

Around the artillery, there are several neat phalanxes that are musketeers, the reason why they did not withdraw should be to defend the artillery and prevent Zhang Shicheng's army in the city from opening the door to seize the artillery, and the Zhang army in the city does not seem to have any intention of grabbing the artillery, it is estimated that he suffered a loss a few days ago.

"Help me!" Ma Du felt that someone was pulling his hem, and when he looked down, he saw a soldier begging at him again, although his face was covered with blood, but it could also be seen that he was not very old, but he was ten ** years old, a thick bamboo piece was inserted in his thigh, it should have been injured by a simple grenade, and the blood was no longer flowing, and it seemed that it should not have hurt the large blood vessels.

Madu smiled at him, "Don't worry, you're fine!" He took out the tools to treat the wounds of this young soldier Zhang, his hand speed was trained by countless wounds when he was in Hongdu, and it only took a cup of tea to treat the wounds from removing the bamboo chips to treating the wounds.

The young soldier let out a sigh, "I won't die again!" ”

"No, you have a good rest, wait for someone to carry you away!"

The young soldier shook his head slightly, "I don't dare to close my eyes, for fear that people will carry me to the pile of dead people and bury me!" ”

A healer suddenly scolded: "Damn, what are these thieves holding flags and shaking!" It's crazy! ”

When Ma Du heard this, he looked out of the city, only to see several red flags waving regularly. The healer didn't understand what it meant, but Ma Du understood, his eyes couldn't help but be hot, and the flag was clearly saying, "How are you!" ”