Yang Xiaoshan finished the task and left the conference room. He came to the church of the mine and visited the wounded fighters.

The church was originally a temporary hospital for the mine, but now the host has been replaced by the male servant of the original manager of Di Mari, Weng Derong.

"The king of the east is good, the king of the east is good." As soon as the wounded saw that Yang Xiaoshan had only brought two guards, they all stood up and saluted.

"Don't be polite, everyone, you are all injured, so don't get up." Yang Xiaoshan pressed his hand and motioned for everyone to be exempt.

"Derong, how is it, everyone's injuries are not serious, how long will it take to recover?" Yang Xiaoshan asked Weng Derong about everyone's condition.

Weng Derong replied cautiously: "Back to the East King, there are a total of eighteen lottery numbers here, of which three are seriously injured, and there is no danger to life for the time being, but it will take a few months to recover, and the rest are minor injuries, and they can recover in more than ten or twenty days." ”

Yang Xiaoshan nodded, although Weng Derong was timid and scared, he wanted to pull him into a riot at that time, he didn't give a positive answer, but it was also a credit to Yang Xiaoshan's boss Juan in time to prepare the information that they would dig up guano. After the success of the uprising, Yang Xiaoshan also gave him the position of brigade commander, and made him a medical officer in the Taiping Army, responsible for caring for and treating the wounded.

"Weng Lvshuai, don't be so restrained, it's all your own people." Yang Xiaoshan patted Weng Derong's shoulder in fear.

Weng Derong relaxed a little, he used to be a traveling doctor, sometimes he was unlucky, and before the treatment was started, the employer had a "situation", and the family members poured their anger on him, and some even reported him to the government, saying that he was a quack doctor and harmed people.

The government generally protects the locals, although there is no criminal law for killing the head, and he, a foreigner, is rarely allowed to eat a board. After a long time, Weng Derong was afraid when he saw the official, and the older the official, the more afraid he became.

"This wound is well treated, Derong, you will still stitch the wound?" Yang Xiaoshan came to the side of a wounded man and saw that he had a cut on his stomach, but now it was stitched up.

"Yes, King of the East. In the past few years of my childhood, I have not been so bitter in my life. Some of them had the opportunity to come into contact with the doctors of some big hospitals at the bottom of the mountain, and I also learned some fur. This wound is similar to our stitches, which is good for wound healing. When this brother came, his intestines were dragged out, but fortunately he was young and in good health, and now he was out of danger. Weng Derong replied very carefully.

Yang Xiaoshan was very satisfied, this Weng Derong was not confined to the limitations of traditional Chinese medicine, but had a practical spirit of "take-it-ism", and couldn't help but glance at Weng Derong.

After the success of the uprising, Weng Derong was reluctant to join the Taiping Army, thinking that he would definitely return to his hometown in the future, for fear of being accused of being a "thief". It was Yang Xiaoshan who was good at talking, and finally used some coercive means before Weng Derong agreed to join the Taiping Army.

"How do you feel now, brother? Is it better? Yang Xiaoshan said softly.

"Well, much better, King Dong。。。。。。 When I first saw the intestines coming out。。。。。。 It's really scared to death. The injured guy looked very honest, he looked at Yang Xiaoshan a little nervously, and he didn't believe that such a big official could visit him.

"Where is your hometown?" In order to alleviate everyone's nervousness, Yang Xiaoshan and the wounded started a routine.

"Fuqing Hulu Gate's." The guy was a little more relaxed, but he didn't expect this Dongwang to be quite approachable.

"This is your weapon?" Yang Xiaoshan noticed that there was a wooden stick next to the young man's bed, one end of the stick was wrapped in iron sheet, Yang Xiaoshan grabbed it curiously, and danced, this wooden stick was quite heavy, and it felt quite strong to grasp.

"The little one is a farmer, and he is not used to using knives and guns, so this stick makes it easy." The guy said shyly.

"King Dong, listen to him, he is trained by beating dogs." A wounded man next to him interjected, and there was a burst of laughter around him, and it was obvious that they were very familiar with each other.

"In those years, the harvest was not good, and the crops in the fields were drought and died. Go to other places to beg for food, there are too many vicious dogs, and they are often chased and bitten, so they use sticks for self-defense. The guy hurriedly explained.

"You're very smart, and you've created your own dog-beating stick method." Yang Xiaoshan quipped.

There was another round of laughter, the atmosphere was lively, and the originally lifeless ward was suddenly full of joy.

"But this beating of a dog is different from beating a man, a dog is the same as a wolf, and beating a dog on the waist makes it impossible to stand up with a stick. When we encounter an enemy, we have to hit our heads. Yang Xiaoshan continued.

"Don't worry, King Dong, this Peruvian can't do it. We took them all down with a single charge, if it weren't for the fact that the little one thought he had surrendered, relaxed his vigilance, and was attacked by him, otherwise he wouldn't have been injured by this. "Although the guy is injured, he is quite optimistic.

Yang Xiaoshan nodded, this battle was generally very successful, some of these young men were in battle for the first time, and now they are also confident, which has served the purpose of training.

"King Dong, you are here, you ordered to add some food to the wounded brothers, and I brought fifty catties of meat." Just when Yang Xiaoshan was comforting the wounded, Wu Ruxiao brought the kitchen people to bring meat to the wounded.

"Okay, let's all come and eat." Yang Xiaoshan beckoned, and the wounded in the church ward cheered, waiting for the chef to distribute the meat to everyone.

Yang Xiaoshan saw that Lao Wu seemed to have something to report, so he took him to the small attic of the church to listen to his report.

"What's the matter, have all the seized materials been put into storage?" Yang Xiaoshan asked.

"It's all in the warehouse, and the account books will be sent to you Dongwang." Wu Ruxiao replied.

"No need, I don't have to worry about you doing things." Yang Xiaoshan waved his hand.

"This Peruvian musket is not good, but it has a lot of food, enough food for us for a few months." Wu Ruxiao said with a smile.

"That's good, but we can't be careless, we still have to collect as much grain and grass as possible." Yang Xiaoshan instructed. In these years, especially in the later period, the Taiping army was often surrounded, and sometimes more people died of starvation than in battle, which Yang Xiaoshan paid great attention to. He has asked the logistics to pick some arable land, plant potatoes, and raise some poultry in the mine.

"King Qidong, what should this Peruvian captive do? They don't seem to want to submit to us. Lao Wu said with a sad face.

"Really?" Yang Xiaoshan frowned, this is also his biggest headache, there is no personnel to supplement here, and it is very difficult for the Taiping Army to become bigger. It is no wonder that the Chinese are inferior in the eyes of the locals, they are coolies, and discrimination against the Chinese is widespread, how can those prisoners be willing to do things for the Taiping Army?

"When Marshal Bao saw that there was no one to obey, he was so angry that he wanted to kill them all, but I stopped him. King Dong, what do you think we should do? Wu Ruxiao sighed again and again.

"It's the same as the mine personnel, all those who have the blood debt of our Taiping soldiers will be beheaded, and everyone else will be let go." Yang Xiaoshan thought for a moment and gave an order.

"King Dong, these are all Peruvian soldiers, they are not the people of the mine, let them go, they will come to fight us." Lao Wu kindly reminded.

"If Peru is all these soldiers, then it's fine, no matter how many of them are, we are not afraid. Those who let go will also promote policies for us, and more people will surrender on the battlefield in the future. If you block their retreat, the next time you encounter them, you will inevitably jump off the wall. Yang Xiaoshan explained.

"Okay, just do as the East King instructs." Old Wu nodded again and again.

After Lao Wu left, Yang Xiaoshan also sighed. For Chinese, such as Weng Derong, Yang Xiaoshan feels that talents are rare and will use some forced means to stay, but for Peruvians with different languages and cultures, Yang Xiaoshan is unwilling to do so. If it is not my race, his heart will be different, and he is more afraid of cultivating a traitor, which will hurt the Taiping army even more.

"Human resources, which used to be the most worrying in China, are now the most difficult place. How to solve it? Yang Xiaoshan had no way in his heart.