Chapter 515. It's so hard to shave your hair

This victory is regarded as the saddest victory of the Dongjiang River, and if it is won, it is like it is that he has been made a rumor, from Jilin Wula City to the frontier Liaodong border wall to the Kaiyuan Tieling that has just been captured, all the Dongjiang fortresses along the way are under martial law, and no one is allowed to go out easily, and they are nervous about defending on the spot after losing the battle.

Moreover, for the first time, the strictest personal hygiene reform in Dongjiang was implemented.

On the bank of the Songhua River, a huge house built of wood and cement is several stories high, and two huge chimneys on the roof of the house are billowing smoke and dust, if you look at it from a distance, you think it is an iron-making mill and a steel-making plant or something, but in essence, this thing is a huge bathhouse that is enough to supply the 200,000 troops of the Dongjiang River and the Li Dynasty troops, and the Japanese warriors and warriors to bathe.

The north is not as frequent as the south, and it is too normal to wash every seven days or half a month, especially when you are a soldier, it is not uncommon to not take a bath for a month or two after a war, but suddenly General Mao is like having a habit of cleanliness, and the whole army requires no one to wash at least once every three days.

Bathing is actually nothing, hot water, the skin is hot red, bald out of a circle is also comfortable, some soldiers even washed addicted, how many years later the war ended, this Jilin Ula City also developed, many veterans deliberately returned here to open a large circle of bathing city to recall the feelings of the war.

But the problem is that you have to wash your clothes after taking a bath, just look at the huge water room full of men with washboards fluttering and rubbing military uniforms, the clothes, can't be washed, in the words of some military men, they are about to be washed into a girl.

That's it, the most unbearable thing for these sergeants is that they have to shave their heads!

The concept that the body hair and skin cannot be damaged by the parents is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and there is also the punishment of the human hair in the ancient criminal law, that is, the human hair is shaved, and even Cao Cao cut his hair on behalf of the head in the past.

However, the biggest source of infection of the Black Death is blood-sucking insects such as lice and fleas, these things suck blood from mice and then run to people, the most likely to cross-infect, and the long hair is the best hotbed for these things, now it is not like the next generation, the little girl has nothing to dye her hair and perm her head, even if there are lice, they are killed by medicine, even if the parasites on this head are not eradicated in the seventies.

I remember when I was a child, the elders used to mumble that after washing my hair, I had to comb my hair with a very densely toothed grate, so that I could drive out these disgusting little insects.

Mao Jue was authorized by Sun Chuanting to fight the plague, after all, Lao Sun was a one-size-fits-all affair with the old-style bureaucrats, and directly ordered the whole army to shave their hair, which provoked a big backlash.

Even in front of Mao Jue's headquarters, there were actually sergeants lining up to protest.

Of course, these guys didn't dare to mutiny, where did they kneel in a big row to protest, and there were even senior officers "involved" in it, Shen Rong, Wen Meng, Liu Chong, and several starting generals were also kneeling there with stiff faces, and they were almost crazy when they were protested by their subordinates in the past few days.

"We want to see the general!"

"General, I'm not guilty, why do you shave your hair!"

In the noisy kung fu, Mao Jue finally came out, like the overlord farewell concubine, he had a cloak on his head, and a command knife was still on his neck.

This is over, right? Liu Chong, Wen Meng's goods were really startled, and he even rolled and crawled, and kept kowtowing.

"General, what are you doing here!"

"General, the body of a daughter, put down the knife!"

"Ah!!h

Of course, Mao Jue wouldn't think of stabbing his neck, he grabbed his messy hair, and also learned from Cao Cao's hair cutting head, and shaved himself a Mo Ganxi at once, seeing Mao Jue's hand, the protesting sergeants below were stunned.

In fact, Mao Jue has long disliked this hair, and he is used to having a small flat head in later generations, only to know that it is not easy for those long-haired girls, bitten to death in the summer sultry, still heavy, and not breathable, and the hair is uncomfortable without playing for two days, and it may be caught if there is nothing to do, but of course this Mao Jue can't show it, in the daze of those sergeants, he sang in a long voice with a "painful face".

"Brethren, parents of the body! Ben will also know that you are in pain, but Ben will be even more painful, because Ben will want to go back to see your old father alive, Ben will also want to bring you back alive, to see your wife and children, Ben will not want to go back with a cold ash jar!!"

"Those damn Jiannu used witchcraft to play Gu, recruited the plague to poison us, and tens of thousands of people have died in the past few days! Hair is an extension of people's spirits, and there is really no way to do this, so I came up with this way to cut the hair and break the plague!"

"Cut off your hair, you go back alive, you are infected with the plague, you are carried back by people in cold and cold! Let relatives cry, which is not filial? ”

This Mao Jue didn't say nonsense, tens of thousands of people have really died in the past few days, but most of them are subject troops, especially those who picked up and burned the corpses, six or seven out of ten have the Black Death, it can be seen that this plague is really lurking around, listening to Mao Jue's heartfelt roar, hundreds of sergeants who came to protest couldn't help but lower their heads.

This kung fu, several heavyweight actors are on the stage, Wen Meng is fake, it can't be fake, I don't know where to pull out a big pair of scissors, and shouted with tears in his eyes.

"The general has shaved his hair! What kind of hypocritical brothers are we subordinates, we Lao Wen also want to go back to see our wife and children, Lao Wen has shaved it! ”

In the sound of clicking scissors, his messy hair like a chicken nest also fell in response, followed by Shen Rong, Liu Chong naturally did not fall behind, and he was a little depressed and despised the scissors prepared by Meng below, and they also cut off their hair with sabers.

The ancient sages also had a saying, which is called not suffering from widowhood but suffering from inequality! Mao Jue and Wen Meng, the commanders of the supervising divisions and corps, took the lead in shaving their heads, and what else could they say about the soldiers below.

"Didn't say that! The generals are so good for us! If you make trouble again, it's a wolf's heart and a dog's lungs! Brothers, I have shaved my head! Look!"

Click~

"And I Liu Neng!"

Click~

As he spoke, layers of messy hair drifted down like snowflakes on his scalp.

This day is the shaving day of the Dongjiang River, the news of Mao Jue's shaving spread throughout the army, a few days ago the sergeants who cut corners and refused to shave suddenly followed the upward and downward effect, and the shaved hair also held a grand ceremony, and it was burned in the middle of the camp.

Looking at these, Sun Chuanting finally breathed a sigh of relief, but this old guy immediately untied his hairpin with a heart, and with a ruthless heart, his gray hair was also cut off and thrown into the fire.

Inadvertently, Mao Jue also gave birth to a new industry, the shaver and barber industry that should have flourished in the Qing Dynasty! This cut with a knife is as uneven as the grass, and the ugly sergeants are naturally unwilling, anyway, there are a lot of ironware in Dongjiang, so when I go back, I will find a comrade-in-arms to repair each other, and I will repair it into a flat head, but this short hair is also addictive, especially in the summer when it is hot, it is too light! After a long time, shaving the head has become a habit, anyway, the general said, this is called the plague god!

The Dongjiang Army can account for 10 to 15 percent of the total population, and such a huge audience has passed on the habit of shaving hair to the people, and a series of Dongjiang towns, new barber shops have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

However, Mao Jue didn't expect this business opportunity for the time being, in his Chinese army tent, a large mirror stood on the table, Adriana took a small scissors and clicked and cut there, and a standard Zhang Da Buddha's side curls suddenly appeared, looking at himself in the mirror, Mao Jue shook his head.

"It's still so comfortable!"

"Sir, it's too hot! The concubine also wants to ......"

"No way!"

is still a good-looking girl with long hair and fluttering, Mao Jue's double standard was instantly revealed, and before Adriana finished speaking, his voice suddenly became eight tones higher, which made the foreign girl suddenly depressed.

Angrily biting the little tiger's teeth, suddenly, this girl was like a fox spirit, her eyes were dripping and turning, and the small scissors in her hand suddenly clicked again, and in the entire tent, Mao Jiangye's screams immediately rang out.

"Lao Tzu's bangs, ah!!"

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In the care of the soldiers who love the soldiers like the sons of Mao, in a great plague, the Dongjiang army suffered an astonishing number of losses, and the cases of death due to the Black Death were less than one percent of the whole army, and there were only four or five hundred unlucky ones, but this was limited to the Dongjiang army bathing and washing every day, and drinking the bitter decoction, and the subject troops who came with them were not so lucky.

The Japanese people are relatively good, the moon head they keep is also short, there are no lice, more than 40,000 people only the five or six thousand people who are greedy to pick up the wealth of the dead have fallen ill and died, but the Li Korean troops are seriously wounded, more than two months, more than 10,000 people died of illness, and there are only a few thousand left of the 20,000 troops, forcing Li Shanhai and a group of Li Dynasty officers to even have to hide in Mao Jue's camp, which shows the tragedy of the Black Death.

On the other hand, even if Mao Jue did not deliberately spread it, in Shengjing of the Qing Kingdom, the traveling rats and fleas also brought the plague over, and the claws of the Black Death were also cruelly stretched out in the Liaoyang area of Shenyang.

It's just that compared to Mao Jue's warmth and affection, the Huang Taiji method of returning to Shengjing was much more cruel first, and an area was directly vacated in the city.

But on the other hand, it is not so lucky, although I don't know why the butchers of the Dongjiang River suddenly let them go, but they can flee for their lives, the remnants of the hundreds of thousands of old and weak tribes of various tribes are still driving their little flock, and fled to Monan, where Zai Sang of the Sunit Department has long been waiting there like a greedy hungry wolf, women and children are wealth, sheep and horses are real food, and the strong men and nobles of other departments are all dead, and it is just convenient for him to accept it, unceremoniously, He took these hundreds of thousands of people under his command.

Now Tumut, Horqin, Karaqin and some other most of the vitality is greatly damaged or even vanished, on the grassland, it seems that it is the turn of his Sunit department of spring, the 400,000 lord of the desert, the ancestors and the ancestors of the prominent position seem to be beckoning to themselves, but the overjoyed Zai Sang is unaware that behind the hundreds of thousands of Mongolian tribes there, there is a pair of cunning and cruel eyes of Song Xiance.

A catastrophe on the steppe has arrived......

(End of chapter)