After listening to Da Kui's narration, Xiucai tried to calm himself down, called Xiaohe, gave Da Kui some medicine, and arranged for him to rest temporarily.

Then tell everyone that Xiao Xiang Zhang Zhiguang's sacrifice should not be known to Sangou for the time being, after all, Xiao Xiang is Sangou's guard, and they are often together, and their relationship is better.

Zhang Zhiguang is the seventh star of hope in the eyes of Sangou, and he is ready to take over Xiucai's class after their promotion, such a baby is sacrificed, and it will hit him hard enough.

What's more, Sangou's current situation is not optimistic, and the monk gave Sangou half a night, stopping bleeding and using internal strength to restore vitality, which can be regarded as temporarily stopping the decline.

After picking up Sangou up the mountain last night, the monk immediately took Xiaohe with him to heal Sangou's injuries, due to blood loss and serious injuries, Sangou felt a little weak, powerless, and dizzy.

Maybe it's because of the recent battles, the food is poor, and the nutrition can't keep up, but everyone is like this, but Sangou was shot in the thigh, which made it worse.

The monk first wanted to operate on Sangou, but the bullet was still left on Sangou's body, and the bullet itself was made of lead alloy, which had a bad infection to the body, and it was left in the wound and not taken out in time, which could easily make the wound difficult to heal and infect with bacteria.

Especially wound infection, people in peacetime don't seem to think that wound infection is a thing, but on the battlefield in that era when there was a shortage of medical treatment, once the wound was infected, especially this kind of seriously wounded, it was basically a dead end.

So even if the monk didn't have surgery, he still wanted to fight.

No one knows when this battle will end, and no one knows whether they will be able to escape this escape, once the time drags on, the leg of the three dogs will really be abolished.

The monk first fed Sangou a life-saving pill, then carefully sterilized the dagger with flames, and asked Xiaohe to cut Sangou's pants, and after treating the wound, the operation began.

This surgical monk had never learned, he used to study traditional Chinese medicine, and later during the repair of the army in Jingzhou, he and Xiaohe were sent by Sangou to Yang Muhua to learn some simple and common surgeries.

Although it is simple and common, it is also very complicated, and the requirements for the operating room are very high, what is sterilized and sterile, what is multi-person cooperation, what blood transfusion and so on.

There are no such things here, Xiucai dog-legged bamboo pole several people voted a few times, but they couldn't make the decision to do this operation, and in the end it was Sangou who decided by himself, trust the monk, fight, and if it doesn't work, it will be regarded as being killed on the spot on the battlefield.

However, it was also the monk who discovered the three dogs' lives before, and the bullet just deflected through the major artery of the thigh and also deflected the nerve of the thigh.

Now the tricky thing is that the bullet is stuck in the bone, and you have to cut a little muscle around it to get it out.

But this cut a little muscle, it is said to be easy, but it is difficult to do, without the shadowless lamp and the cooperation of many people, it is easy to cut the nerves and arteries.

Once the knife edge is a little off, the three dogs will wait for the lower half of their bodies to be disabled, and even if the operation fails, they will bleed and die on the spot.

In the end, it was decided to wait until daytime, carry the three dogs to the top of the mountain, and do this operation when the light is the best.

Now that the sky has revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly, Xiucai finally breathed a sigh of relief, how rare it is to wait for the time when a devil does not attack.

Because I have experienced too many routines in the past where the devil attacks as soon as the sky shines, now the devil does not follow the routine, and Xiucai is a little unaccustomed to it.

However, the number of devils is lacking, and the devils on the other side of the railway bridge suffered a dark loss last night, and they don't want to come over to help Matsuda today, and they excuse themselves from saying that the railway defense task over there is heavier.

Oda, the leader of the railway garrison squadron here, was even more miserable as if he had died his father, the ironclad car was almost destroyed, and the front of the locomotive flew into the river, and they couldn't salvage it at all.

The destruction of the ironclad car was equivalent to ruining Oda's future, and even his life, so he began to hate Matsuda.

Matsuda, the mourning star, has not had any good things since he came to the door, all of them are bad, either so many of his subordinates died in vain, or the ironclad car was also destroyed, and now he can only resign himself to waiting for the punishment of his superiors.

In this way, Matsuda will not be able to get the personnel support he deserves, and it is impossible for them to hit the mountain of Sangou with their hidden bunkers, machine gun grenades, and other equipment.

Therefore, Matsuda reluctantly took a few of them to guard the railway bridge, because from the slope of Wushan to Kaifeng, this railway bridge is the only way, and guarding this bridge is equivalent to guarding this mountain.

Seeing this terrain, Matsuda still regretted his decision last night, overestimating the combat capability of these garrisons, if he pulled Oda and them, drove the ironclad car to this bridge, and blocked this area, these people would be unable to fly.

Although he also thought of this tactic last night, he still wanted to use the advantage of numbers in the sports war to wipe out this group of people along the railway.

For this reason, he also contacted the garrison on the opposite side of the railway bridge in advance, but it really couldn't be done, so he waited for the people to reach the bridge, attacked them at both ends, and shot them on the bridge.

I thought that Oda would send someone to guard his ironclad car, but Oda, a stupid guy, was so stupid that he didn't even guard his own treasure, so he came out last night.

If it weren't for Matsuda, he temporarily ran in front of the ironclad car, shot and killed the people who stole the ironclad car, and let them rush across the railway bridge, it would really be a failure.

However, Nakajima was also brave enough, blowing up the connection of the ironclad car, forcing the people of China to get out of the car and flee, and finally hunted a master of China, although his own people were bombed several times.

Now Matsuda had no troops available, so he had to pull a few of his men, including Nakajima, to the railway bridge together, build a blockade position, and set up machine-gun fire points on both sides of the railway.

In this way, no one pays attention to the three dogs and their hills, and it is rare for the hills to have such a safe and leisurely time, Xiucai can't figure out what nerves the devil has, or send several sentries to watch the devil's every move.

Especially now that the operation time of Sangou is more tolerant of accidents.

Although Sangou was tortured by illness and couldn't sleep all night, after all, he still made him squint a few times, and his physical strength was restored a little, plus the monk's elixir and internal strength, it was a little better than he imagined, at least the monk thought so.

Without a good physical strength, it is estimated that it will be difficult to survive this simple major operation, and the monk and another medical soldier, Xiaohe, made preparations and carried Sangou to the top of the mountain to prepare for the operation.

The sky here is high and the clouds are light, and the three dogs look up at such a beautiful sky, and they haven't been so relieved to calm down and enjoy such a beautiful scenery for a long time.

I used to be on horseback all the time, and most of my hearts were pretending to be brothers and wars, and I didn't have the time and mood to appreciate the beautiful rivers and mountains and the sky.

Even in their free time during the war, they were also busy writing war diaries, and writing some letters to their families and Yang Muhua, and now I don't know if they are doing well.

Especially Yang Muhua, where is she now? Is it safe? Does she know where I am? Now that she has lost contact with us, will she be alarmed?