In Linzi City, Zhao Jun is close to the east gate, inspecting the wounded soldiers, which has been cleared out of a vacant land by Yu Ji and Yu Ziqi, and many tents have been set up to accommodate the wounded soldiers, and it is also convenient to deal with them in time.

"Ah, it hurts"

"Ahh

As soon as Zhao Jun entered the place of the wounded soldiers, he heard a mixed cry of pain.

These soldiers were injured in the city, and now there is no hemp boiling, only the soldiers can be sterilized, stop bleeding or stitches, for a while, the entire east gate is full of painful wails, and there are cries of entering the barracks to visit their families, and there is a sad voice.

When the soldiers defending the city heard this, they couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts, this is war, they are already very glad to be alive, there are many brothers who have sunset, and now they have closed their eyes.

In a tent, Zhao Jun smelled a strong smell of blood as soon as he walked in, a lying soldier, his hands were clutching the futon with bruised tendons, his eyes were wide open, he was desperately biting a wooden stick in his mouth, the cold sweat on his forehead was like a waterfall, and his throat let out a low roar like a beast.

There was also a military doctor holding a red-hot soldering iron, ravaging his flesh-covered thighs, and the red-hot soldering iron directly emitted a few green smoke when it met the flesh, and there was a 'snort' sound, exuding a smell of burnt meat.

There is no way, there are few skilled military doctors and herbs in the camp after all, so many wounded soldiers can only come one by one, and those who are not in turn, and those who are injured and can't wait can only let other military doctors treat them first.

However, the medical skills are superficial, and the primitive method can only be used, this kind of soldering iron is burned red with high temperature fire, and then branded on the wound, which can instantly destroy the capillaries and achieve the effect of hemostasis.

And after the high temperature, how many bacteria are also scalded to death, and the outside is smeared with ordinary trauma herbs, as long as it is not too serious, the basic cultivation can be good in two or three months.

It's just that there is a shortcoming, it hurts too much, and some people can't get through it and die on the spot.

Fortunately, the wounded soldier in front of Zhao Jun survived, the military doctor helped him bandage the wound, and gave him a unified registration of daily medication, and then after saluting Zhao Jun, he hurriedly saluted and left, there were too many wounded soldiers.

Zhao Jun walked in front of the wounded soldier, bowed his head and smiled: "Your name is Wang Fugui, right, how about it, can you still go to the battlefield in the future?" ”

Wang Fugui was much better after being applied, and when he saw that Zhao Jun came in person and called out his name, he was immediately ecstatic as if he had forgotten the pain and struggled to get up, but was stopped by Zhao Jun.

In the end, Wang Fugui lay on the low bed, tried to straighten his chest, and said firmly: "Yes, I can still run, last time I was inexperienced, I was stabbed for a while, and the next time I am fighting with others, I promise to be the first to stab him." ”

Zhao Jun squatted down, patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged: "Okay, Ben Hou admires a man like you, this time I will suffer a loss next time I will ask for it back, do it well, Ben Hou will not treat any warrior badly." ”

"Yes, I must woo" Before the words were finished, Wang Fugui whimpered excitedly.

In the end, Zhao Jun comforted him before leaving the camp and going to the next place......

When he walked out of a tent again, Zhao Jun saw a middle-aged woman crying in front of a young soldier who had died on a stretcher, apparently seriously injured.

"Son, why did you leave so early, how should you live alone?"

Zhao Jun couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart, the most painful thing was that the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, he walked over and gave the woman a deep look, and said: "Auntie, it's because of this that I'm tired of this." ”

As soon as the woman heard Zhao Jun's words, when she saw a few people dressed as iron guards behind Zhao Jun, she immediately waved her hand in panic and said: "No, no, this is all my bad luck as a child, and the county guard has given a very heavy compensation, which is enough for my family to live, and I also have a little grandson who can inherit his title, and I am proud of my son." ”

"Auntie, rest assured, Ben Hou will never treat meritorious soldiers lightly, in this way, Ben Hou will set up a workshop in Linzi in a few days, do some manual work, if you can't farm, come to the workshop, and the salary will be paid."

"I can't ask for this, I can't ask for it." The woman was very grateful, and finally turned her head to her dead son and said sourly: "Son, you have followed a good Hou Ye, go underground and rest assured, my mother will take Xiaobao to live well, and I will serve Hou Ye in the future." ”

One by one, it took Zhao Jun a whole day to reluctantly walk through the camp of the wounded soldiers, and in the face of the touching and gratitude of those soldiers, Zhao Jun did not have a trace of joy, and the rest was only heavy.

This time, the number of casualties exceeded 3,000, of which more than 1,000 died, and more than 800 were seriously injured.

Finally, when it was almost dark, Zhao Jun came to the city wall, surrounded by Xiong Le and other iron guards.

The soldiers on the city wall were still immersed in grief, thinking deeply about the dead robes, and the screams in the camp of the wounded soldiers also affected them all the time, and a faint atmosphere of sadness permeated the city wall.

Zhao Jun walked to the city gate tower, stood on the battlement, his eyes calmly scanned the faces of all the guarding soldiers, and when he attracted the eyes of more than 20,000 soldiers, he pulled out his long sword.

I only heard him say loudly: "I know that there are many brothers who have left us forever, and they can't fight side by side with us, maybe yesterday everyone was drinking spirits together and bragging, but today they closed their eyes, and they will never be grabbing wine with you, patting their chests and bragging."

So you are very sad, very nostalgic, and I am also in the same pain as you, watching a good brother close his eyes, I believe that no one will be happy. ”

Tens of thousands of soldiers lowered their heads after hearing this, and even tears flowed from their eyes, Zhao Jun's words aroused a strong resonance among them, and they couldn't help but feel sad.

"But!" Zhao Jun changed his words and said, "But we are all proud of them, aren't we?"

How did they die? He died in battle, for our victory, for the sake of most of us, who are still alive and dead, including our wounded brothers.

So, Zhao Jun, I am proud of the dead brothers, proud of the wounded brothers, proud of all the brothers who fought hard, and you tell me out loud, are you proud of them? ”

"Yes." Listening to Zhao Jun's words, everyone's eyes flashed with an inexplicable fanaticism, and they couldn't help but shout.

"Ben Hou didn't hear clearly enough, and neither did the dead and wounded brothers in bed, and now, please tell them loudly that you are proud of him!"

"I am proud of my wounded brothers, and I am proud of my brothers who died in battle!" There was an earth-shattering roar in the city, almost three miles away, and everyone looked up to the sky and shouted.

When the soldiers in the wounded barracks in the city heard this, they all burst into tears, and their hands clenched the bedding tightly, my brother

Zhao Jun opened his mouth and shouted again: "Okay, since they are leaving to protect you, then please tell me if you want to live well, whether you want to take revenge, whether you want to win the battle!" ”

"Yes! Want! Want! ”

All the soldiers had red eyes and roared in the sky, and even the soldiers of the wounded barracks struggled to their feet, tearing open their chests and shouting, hysterical.

"Good! You are actually not weaker than the group of mud-legged people outside the city, whether it is training or fighting skills and physical fitness, you are far superior to them, the reason why there are casualties this time is because you are inexperienced, you have not been on the battlefield, and this time after the baptism of fire, I believe that you are the best soldiers. ”

Suddenly, Zhao Jun raised his Wushan Sword and roared loudly: "Therefore, I also believe that you will be an invincible army that cannot be defeated, defeated, and destroyed in the future, and no one can destroy your iron will."

Ben Hou will lead you, with the power to dominate the world, wave troops in Kyushu, and crush all the armies that dare to make us enemies! ”

"Swear to serve the Hou Ye to the death!"

"Swear to serve the Hou Ye to the death!"

"Swear to serve the Hou Ye to the death!"

At this time, whether it was the soldiers in the city, the wounded soldiers in the city, or the generals such as Lu Ze who heard the sound, they all shouted, and for a while, the entire Linzi City broke out with a strong fighting spirit.

Seeing this, Zhao Jun breathed a sigh of relief and arranged some more matters before returning home.

As soon as he dared to return home, Zhao Jun arranged for Yu Ji, Mu Xing, and Mrs. Qing to jointly build a workshop, which was arranged by the government to mainly produce some military supplies, which solved the problem of comforting some seriously injured soldiers and the families of the deceased, and at the same time solved the problem of military supplies, which could greatly increase the efficiency of military supplies, similar to an arsenal.

and ordered Sima Xin to build a mausoleum in Linzi, and the dead in battle were buried in a unified manner, which can be regarded as a disguised honor.

In addition, the matter of military doctors, now the disadvantages of the scarcity of military doctors have appeared, many soldiers are not killed in battle, most of them cannot be effectively treated in time after being injured, this Zhao Jun can only let Zhong Yu recruit doctors, and then solve it by openly accepting apprentices and giving money.

In the end, Zhao Jun found Bai Ying again, and asked him to arrange some people to focus on monitoring Linzi City, although with his current reputation in Linzi, it is unlikely that anyone will respond to the rebellion of the rebels, but the heart of defense is indispensable, after all, the harsh government of the Qin Dynasty is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the image of officials is not very good, and he does not dare to guarantee that there will be no Qi relics in Qi.

"Master Hou, today you have collected the hearts of the army." As soon as he returned to the study of the Hou Mansion, Wei Yu smiled at Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun shook his head with a calm face, if it was to collect the hearts of the army by this means, it was really not what he wanted, he just didn't want to see the living people still depressed, and he didn't think too much.

"Strategist, in fact, judging from the six years of training in our army, with your plan, Tang Li and their hard work, they may not be able to defeat Ge Ying in a battle, and their weaknesses are also obvious."

Wei Yi smiled: "But if we don't experience a bloody battle, we will die more in the future. ”

Zhao Jun nodded helplessly, he should have expected the current situation from the beginning.

"Strategist, now it's our turn to make a move, Ben Hou wants to defeat Ge Ying in a battle and avenge his dead brother." Zhao Jun said with burning eyes.

Wei Yu nodded: "Whether it is Ge Ying's battle or retreat, he can't escape from the palm of Hou Ye's hand, but the soldiers must be as stable as Mount Tai, the more calm the last moment, Hou Ye only has to order the soldiers in the city to prepare for the battle, and whether it is inside the city or outside the city, he will send a careful investigation, and he can't let go of the slightest bit, to prevent him from jumping off the wall in a hurry, as long as Ge Ying's army moves, it is the time for Hou Ye to counterattack." ”

"Well, this time Benhou wants him to be wiped out!" Zhao Jun clenched his fist. (To be continued.) )