Wang Langzhong threaded the needle and thread, and stitched up the skin and flesh on both sides of the wound on Li Yanzhao's flank. During this period, every time the needle in his hand pierced the flesh, Li Yanzhao, who was lying on the wooden board, trembled. However, in just a quarter of an hour, Wang Langzhong was already sweating profusely, but looking at the wound on Li Yanzhao's abdomen that had been stitched up, he couldn't help but show a satisfied expression.

After stitching up the heaviest wound, Wang Langzhong scrubbed the white cloth in salt water again, and then continued to wipe the rest of the wounds on Li Yanzhao's body. After scrubbing, he took up a needle and thread to close the wounds on his left arm and right leg. After the stitches were completed, a white cloth was scrubbed again, and the stitched wound was scrubbed again.

Wang Langzhong went out and called the guards of the county government and asked them to carry Li Yanzhao to the couch. Then he took out the medicine box and prepared a dressing for Li Yanzhao. After about two quarters of an hour, there were already several large packages of medicine on the several cases in front of Wang Langzhong.

He summoned one of the guards and told him how to use the various medicines. Among them, there are those that need to be boiled and then taken internally, and there are those that need to be applied externally. Wang Langzhong personally took the external medicine and the cloth strip to wrap the wound, and demonstrated how to bandage the wound for the guards.

"Change the dressing in two days, if you find that the person's wound is pus and ulcerated, etc., immediately come to find the old decay!" Wang Langzhong skillfully wrapped Li Yanzhao's wounds while telling the guards beside him. When the guards heard this, they all nodded. No one dares to slack off.

"This person is seriously injured and difficult to treat, although I have tried my best, but whether I can survive it depends on his own creation!" After Wang Langzhong finished wrapping his wounds, he looked at Li Yanzhao, who was wrapped in strips of white cloth, and couldn't help but bow his head and sigh. When the guards heard this, they looked at the people lying on the couch, and they all had blank expressions.

Wang Langzhong carried the medicine box and walked out of this room. Several horsemen waiting outside immediately surrounded them and asked in a gossipy manner, "Langzhong, how is Li Sima?" ”

"Langzhong, Sima is so seriously injured, can he still be saved?"

Wang Langzhong reluctantly stopped, and then looked at everyone: "I have cleaned and stitched up your Sima's injury. However, whether it can stand up or not depends on his own creation. Then don't be embarrassed anymore. ”

After a pause, Wang Langzhong raised his head again and said, "Are you waiting for his soldiers?" Let one of them be left here to look after him. I have already told the county guards about the method of medicine. If you don't understand, you must ask diligently everywhere, and don't use drugs recklessly, which is counterproductive. ”

When all the horsemen heard this, they all bowed down and thanked him, but Wang Langzhong waved his hand lightly, and then walked out of the mansion.

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In the camp on the north bank of Jincheng, the war has come to an end.

Han Ning looked at the corpses of the soldiers on both sides scattered all over the camp walls, and his expression was gloomy. Su Huan walked to his side, and at the last moment of his bitter battle on the camp wall, he also personally beheaded a person with a knife, but he was unable to use the knife, so that the blood of the Zhao army's foot soldiers was splashed all over his face. At this time, compared to Han Ning, who was standing proudly, he was like a big-headed soldier who had just been killed from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain.

The first time he killed someone at close range, the discomfort and nausea that haunted him all along. made this child of the scholar clan who was pampered in the past still vomit behind the big tent. Although Su Huan has been familiar with military books since he was a child, he has always longed for the kind of general demeanor who strategizes to win a thousand miles and immediately runs rampant on the battlefield, but when he really goes into battle, he understands how cruel the battlefield is.

Su Huan, who was standing beside Han Ning at this time, also looked listless, he followed Han Ning's line of sight, and after seeing the mountains of corpses piled up on the camp wall, he immediately turned his face away.

Even when Su Huan led the county soldiers of Yongdeng County to support, the morale of the Zhao army was already frustrated, but Su Huan still led his subordinates to fight hard, he divided the soldiers he led this time into two parts, he led more than 1,000 people from the Yongdeng County headquarters to go to the aid first, and handed over the newly recruited more than 3,000 people to the deputy general, so that he could follow up after half an hour. So the headquarters led by him fought the camp wall for about half an hour, and after more than 3,000 people arrived in the rear, the Zhao army saw that the battalion reinforcements were endless, and then retreated.

Han Ning looked at the camp in front of him with a little worry. The loss of this battle, he is roughly already in his heart. The Guangwu infantry led by Li Yanzhao was only more than 150 people left, and the ironclad soldiers led by the new thousand-person governor Pang Xi personally guarded the camp gate for several hours, and nearly half of them were killed or wounded. And Han Ning's more than 1,000 elite state governance elites, there are only about sixty percent left.

If you are not prepared for this sudden defense, it is difficult to say what kind of situation it is now. Han Ning's expression became extremely grim. Now with the newly sent soldiers of Yongdeng County, there are only about 2,000 soldiers in this battalion. If Zhao Jun is determined to attack this scale again, it is difficult to say whether he can hold it.

Han Ning also didn't have any expectations for those temporarily recruited recruits in Yongdeng County. He personally watched how the Lingju soldiers who were guarding the camp wall on the southeast side were retreating under the powerful offensive of the Zhao army. This experience also completely made him have no illusions about these temporary recruits. Just like when he calculates his combat power now, he doesn't count those conscripts at all.

After thinking about it for a while, Han Ning sighed. As a general, he has a clear understanding of the combat power he can control now. However, although he didn't know what the future holds, he still had to finish the business in front of him.

"Su Huan!" Han Ning turned his head, looked at Su Huan who was distracted, and called softly.

"The last general!" Su Huan clenched his fists and bowed in response.

"Let your recruits clean up the battlefield. Let them also see the blood, and when they fight in the future, don't be so cowardly as those Lingju county soldiers before! ”

"The last general commands!" After Su Huan answered, he headed for the recruits under him.

After Han Ning finished giving the order, he thought about it, and walked towards the remaining soldiers who were concentrated in various parts of the camp and fought hard all night. After this vicious battle, in order to calm the soldiers, count the casualties, and think of filling the vacant positions left by the fallen soldiers, so as to cope with the next work.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Han Ning saw several soldiers walking towards him at the camp gate, and he fixed his eyes on the guards he had sent out.

"Yu Biao, what about Zhao Cheng and Zheng Shan?" Han Ning looked at the few people who walked back in surprise. "What about Zhang You and Wang Damao?"

The soldier at the head looked grief-stricken, and he stepped forward and knelt on the ground and cried, "Duhu, they ...... They're gone! ”

Han Ning closed his eyes in pain, and stood for a long time on the battlefield strewn with corpses, without saying a word. [.]