Such a cavalry soldier has lost its value.

Doomed to retirement.

It is very difficult to save him from such a serious injury, and the cost of it is probably enough to recruit and train a few more such soldiers.

But in the Cangjun camp, this soldier enjoyed the same treatment as a general.

Not only were two military doctors bandaging and treating his wounds at the same time, but someone was also feeding him fragrant chicken soup.

The white bandaged silk, like snow, burned Wanxi's eyes.

"It is worthy of being an elite division, and this is the only one, and I can't compare to it."

Wan Xi sighed, not to mention that the military expenditure of individual soldiers in Chu State is very low, even if there is money, it will be pinched by the nobles, and it is impossible to invest it in ordinary soldiers, because this is simply a waste.

And this kind of waste, in the Cangjun camp, is continuous.

As long as there are soldiers who are still breathing, all the military doctors treat them equally, and those soldiers who really can't hold on, there will be people who let him relax in the last days of his life, and some people will hold a booklet and ask them if they have any last words, which will be recorded.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, two young men carrying stretchers collided head-on with Wanxi.

At just a glance, the two young men recognized the battle robe on Wan Xi's body and knew that this must be the general of the Chu army.

"Just leave it here, and when everyone finishes cleaning up in the evening, you can move into the tent." On the stretcher, a pale soldier spoke weakly.

"Okay, let's rest here, let's go to the centurion first, and I'll bring you some hot soup later."

The two young men, apparently ordinary soldiers as well, moved the stretcher to the side and ran away.

At this time, Wan Xi accidentally saw the wounded soldier on the stretcher and seemed to smile.

Yo ho!

Half a life is gone, and you still have the heart to laugh?

Wan Xi couldn't help but be curious, stepped forward and asked, "Little brother, do you still have the heart to laugh when you are so seriously injured?" ”

"Why don't you laugh? What's wrong with being injured, how can there be a war without being injured. The wounded man pouted.

"Brother, aren't you worried, will you be crippled in this life?"

"Crippled? Where can I go to be crippled with my injury, take good care of my wounds, and continue to fight if I can fight after I have recovered from my injuries, and if I can't fight, I will go home to farm, and I will not be able to starve to death. ”

"The little brother also has a big heart." Wan Xi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled slightly wryly.

In his opinion, even if a noble person is so seriously injured, he will worry about what discrimination he will suffer when he returns home, and he will live in desolation for the rest of his life.

"Hey, you're the general of the Chu State, look at the weird look on your face, are you laughing at me?" The wounded man was a little unhappy, and snorted coldly: "Don't think that you are superior, the soldiers of my Cangguo may not be worse than you generals." ”

"Oh? Why does the little brother say that? ”

Wan Xi just wanted to leave, but his mind moved, and he paused.

"Did you know that although I was injured, I wasn't worried?" The wounded man said, sneered, and said: "I'm afraid that your Chu army will not understand no matter what, even if I can only lie in bed in my life, I have no value at all, and I can't starve to death, I Dacang has this strength, and I will not treat any soldier who is loyal to the country." ”

"Well, indeed, you will have heard about the treatment of the wounded and prisoners in your Cangguo." Wan Xi nodded approvingly, and said: "But so what, the eldest husband was born as a human being, not to mention a very human minister, at least he has to live better than ordinary people, this is a life in vain, even if you have the care of the Cangguo government, you are just a common man, compared with my Dachu nobles, it is just nonsense." ”

"Hey, noble? Isn't it great to be an aristocracy, I'm half an aristocrat now. ”

"You?" Wan Xi was amused, shook his head and said, "Take care of your injuries, I still have something to do, if I have time, I will chat with you again." ”

After speaking, Wan Xi walked towards the camp, before he saw Sima Hong riding a war horse into the tent, there should be something waiting for him.

"Hey, what do you mean by that!" The wounded man was suddenly unhappy, and said: "Does a general look down on people like this, I will tell you, I, Hu Liu, killed six Jin dogs alone this time, which is enough to be a four-star lord, plus the reward after the war, is it still an ordinary person...... These things can be passed on to their sons even after death, and I am very afraid. ”

Wanxi's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Lords?

Meritorious Lord?

For a moment, for some reason, his heart trembled.

His eyes scanned the wounded soldiers outside the camp, and seemed to understand something.

It turned out that the combat effectiveness of those Cang troops did not come from advanced equipment.

No wonder every time there is a big battle, the Cang army is full of morale and rushes forward like a wolf and a tiger without dying, it is because of this!

"It would be nice if the Chu State could do the same."

Wan Xi sighed secretly, and a beautiful vision rose in his heart.

As a general, he is not too noble, and he knows very well how important this incentive system for meritorious officers is to an army.

Don't talk about it from afar, let's just talk about a battle of Wu Chu that he once experienced.

It was a siege battle, extremely hard, and morale was low, because after the general announced the battle, all the treasures in the city, including the treasury and silver, were divided equally with the soldiers, which greatly boosted morale and made the enemy fearful, and finally broke through the city in one fell swoop.

Cangguo's meritorious lord system is equivalent to keeping the entire country's army in this state all the time.

The soldiers were not afraid of a big battle, but looked forward to it.

At the thought of it, Wan Xi sighed a lot of emotion and couldn't help but shake his head.

Because, this will definitely not work in the state of Chu.

The first impact of the meritorious lord system is the fundamental interests of the aristocracy, which is equivalent to the interests of the imperial family, so it is impossible for this system to survive in the court.

Without saying much to the wounded, Wan Xi entered the Cangjun camp and went straight to the tent.

As soon as he entered, he froze.

In front of him, a young man in a dragon robe stood with his hands in his hands, and next to him was a woman who was suffocatingly beautiful.

At this time, the young man in the dragon robe was stretching out his hand and roasting on a small stove, but the suffocating woman was kneeling on the edge of a tea table, quietly cooking tea.

This......

Wan Xi glanced at Sima Hong who was standing next to him, and sighed in his heart, no matter how stupid he was, he understood what was going on.

However, I haven't heard that the Emperor Cangguo is coming to the front line!

No wonder Sima Hong didn't say anything, it turned out to be such a stubble!

"Minister, I'm glad to see Your Majesty—"

After a thought, Wanxi hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Although he is a courtier of the Chu State, but now that the two countries have concluded an alliance, the Emperor of Cangguo and the Emperor of Chu are on an equal footing. （）