Huang Daopo didn't expect Ye Yingwu to appear at Jinling Medical College on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, who looked a little haggard at this time, but his steps and demeanor were still the strength and strength that Huang Daopo was familiar with, as if this young man had completely integrated with the entire Ming Dynasty.

"See Your Majesty!" The officials and gentlemen of the Medical College hurriedly followed Huang Daopo and bowed, they may be saying the same thing about the one acre and three points of land in this Jinling Medical College, but in the final analysis, they are just some marginal figures in the imperial court, and they usually have a rare opportunity to see His Majesty, so they are naturally very excited one by one.

Ye Yingwu was obviously a little impatient, raised his hand to let them get up, and then walked directly into the study with Huang Daopo, and as soon as he stepped in, Ye Yingwu lowered his voice and said: "How many people can be transferred from the Medical and Nursing College to organize the north?" ”

"Going north?! The Mongol Tatars are provoking again? Huang Daopo was taken aback, she and Ye Yingwu had known each other for a long time, but there was not so much humility and respect between monarchs and ministers, and Ye Yingwu's tone also surprised her, and she didn't care about using honorific titles for Ye Yingwu.

"Shandong snow disaster, I don't know how many dead and wounded," Ye Yingwu frowned and said, "Although the two Huai armies have gone to the rescue, and the state capitals are also doing their best, but in this cold winter, the army is not ready for war, and suddenly there are so many wounded, which will inevitably lead to a shortage of a large number of medicinal materials and medical personnel, otherwise I would not have found here." ”

Huang Daopo's face changed slightly, she was born in a poor family, and when she heard that the people were affected, her heart was naturally extremely uncomfortable, and she hurriedly took out a not thick roster from the bookshelf and handed it to Ye Yingwu: "According to the arrangement plan of the medical college, after the start of the year, the first batch of students who will receive training will start their internships, if the internship ・・・・・・ is changed temporarily."

"That's it, and not after the Chinese New Year, it's starting this afternoon!" Ye Yingwu slapped the table and said in a cold voice, "The Medical Academy immediately notified all the students that they must assemble at the academy at noon today!" Roster. Yoko Ko! ”

"The last general!" Ye Yingwu handed him the roster, "When the time comes, according to the roster, unless there is a valid reason, all those who are late will be decided!" ”

Huang Daopo hurriedly stepped forward: "Your Majesty・・・・・・"

Ye Yingwu Huoran glanced back at Huang Daopo: "Now I have no choice, Shandong Province has been seriously affected, the houses have collapsed, and hundreds of people do not know whether they are alive or dead, and now every moment is a matter of human life, and there can be no hesitation." The reason why Daming established Jinling Medical College is to be able to rush to the place where they are needed at such a critical moment! Otherwise, why did the imperial court support it with money and mobilize the academy to gather a large number of private doctors? ”

After a pause, Ye Yingwu then said in a cold voice: "The moment they join Jinling Medical College, they are no longer an individual who can do whatever they want, but an inseparable part of the entire academy, and an inseparable part of the entire Daming, when the Daming needs them, they must be here without shirk!" ”

Huang Daopo was silent for a moment, and finally nodded solemnly: "But those who are late read that it is a first offense, why should Your Majesty ・・・・・・"

"Because human lives matter." Ye Yingwu interrupted Huang Daopo without hesitation and walked out directly.

Huang Daopo gritted her teeth, but she still didn't say anything after all.

Ye Yingwu's words made her not have the slightest ability to refute, human life is a matter of heaven, human life is a matter of heaven, and the reason why Jinling Medical College was established is to save lives and help the injured at a critical moment.

Now the time has finally come for them to fulfill their accusations.

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"Quick, here, let Lao Tzu keep up, if anyone is left behind, see how Lao Tzu cleans him up!" The ten generals roared loudly and ran forward, "Wang Yizhou, you take five people to the left, and the rest, follow me!" ”

There were two roads leading to the town in front of him, and the ten generals decisively gave the order to divide the troops.

This is a small village in the northwest of Jeju Province, and it is also the last place where officials and troops of the Daming government arrived, which has been two days since the heavy snowfall on Chinese New Year's Eve, according to the previous official reports, this town is quite badly damaged, many people have been killed and injured, and more importantly, the heavy snow has closed the road, and it is difficult to communicate with the outside.

In desperation, Wang Anjie directly transferred a brigade from the First Army, and Wang Yizhou and them were the vanguard.

"Our soldiers of the Ming Dynasty are here!" When an official standing outside the street saw the figure in the snow, he was immediately excited and hurried to meet him.

Wang Yizhou nodded at the official, and quickly rushed towards the town: "How is it?" ”

The officials hurriedly followed his footsteps, and those who could be sent to this remote town were naturally strong among the officials and officials: "It's still not optimistic, although the people organized dozens of young people to help save people, but because there were more than 100 houses that were collapsed, many people were crushed under the house in their sleep, and they still don't know whether they were alive or dead, and the dozens of young people are just a drop in the bucket." ”

"Within an hour, the first brigade of the two Huai armies will arrive, so that the villagers can rest assured." Wang Yizhou said hurriedly, "What's the other most difficult place to solve, let's rush over immediately!" ”

Hearing the arrival of the Ming army, the people in the town slowly gathered, and what made Wang Yizhou and them sad was that these people were ragged and shivering in the cold wind, looking at the eyes of these comers, they didn't know whether they expected more or feared.

Thinking about the people's support for the army when he signed up for the army in Jiangnan, it seems that Wang Yizhou is not in the same world at all. This is like a corner where the majesty of the Ming Emperor has never been involved, and even Wang Yizhou feels that the support for the Ming Dynasty here is not even as good as those vassal states in Nanyang. The people here are thinking about how to survive in the cracks, how to save their lives as much as possible.

Wang Yizhou did not know what kind of heavy suffering the hundred years of sinking and darkness had brought to this land and the people on it, and he did not even know whether he appeared as a savior or a conqueror in their hearts.

Several middle-aged people had already greeted him, and they were sincerely afraid to give their hands to Wang Yi, and one of them said cautiously: "This official, you have also seen the situation in the town, I am afraid that there is no way to provide accommodation and ・・・・・・ for the military masters."

"Tell us, where else are people buried underneath?!" Wang Yizhou took a step forward, causing those middle-aged people to retreat in some panic.

"Buried ・・・・・・ buried underneath? The people in the town have already gone to ・・・・・・" The middle-aged man may have never seen a soldier with a fierce and vicious appearance, and immediately rubbed his hands and couldn't even speak, and the few people behind him looked like they were about to run.

The officials who led the way hurriedly stepped forward and whispered a few words of comfort, and the faces of the middle-aged people showed expressions of sudden realization and gratitude, and the eyes that looked at Wang Yizhou and the others were not as frightened as they used to be, but a little curious.

Perhaps they had never seen an army come to help the people, not to rob them of what they had.

"Wang Yizhou, what the hell are you still inking here, save Lao Tzu!" The sound of dense footsteps came, and he didn't know when he had rushed behind Wang Yizhou, and he was about to kick it when he raised his foot, which frightened Wang Yizhou to dodge in a hurry.

"Several officials, there are twenty-eight or nine houses collapsed, and the people inside don't know if they are alive or dead. The middle-aged man who took the lead had already reacted and quickly knelt on the ground, and several thin men behind him also knelt down, already crying in their voices.

"Human lives are at stake, tell us where we are! The soldiers of the two Huai armies of the Ming Dynasty will naturally do their best to help you rescue people! Du Tou stepped forward to support the middle-aged man, said solemnly, and immediately looked back at Wang Yizhou, "Wang Yizhou, bring your people, hurry up and follow Lao Tzu!" ”

"Yes!" Wang Yizhou was clever and hurriedly followed the middle-aged man, but he was still secretly pondering the words "human life is a matter of heaven" in his heart.

Perhaps only in the hearts of the Ming Dynasty can the lives of these people be counted as human lives.

Human life is a matter of heaven, and only in the heart of the Ming Dynasty, the lives of the people can be critical.

However, it often backfired, and before Wang Yizhou could run to the nearest house, a trace of coldness suddenly began to spread from his feet to his spine, and the surrounding soldiers also subconsciously slowed down, and the bow and crossbow that was originally on his back were carefully taken down, and the arrows were wound.

At the corner of the street not far away, one, two, countless figures appeared, and the Mongolian cavalry was getting closer and closer, and galloping along the outer streets. And those people who were originally waiting for the rescue of the Ming army were shocked when they saw the sudden Mongols, and they ran deeper into the streets and alleys. But they had been under such hunger and cold for some time, and most of the houses had collapsed, and the once narrow and safe lanes looked no different from the open streets.

"How did the Mongolian Tartars come out?!" Wang Yizhou was stunned for a moment, and quickly shrank behind a house, and his face sank suddenly. There are a lot of these Mongolian cavalry, how can it be seven or eight hundred, and now the Ming army that has arrived in the town is only one hundred and ten people, relying on these hundred and ten people alone, Wang Yizhou asked himself if he was able to resist the cavalry of the Mongolian Tartars, and he looked at the face of Du Tou Tie Qing next to him, and he was also sure that Du Tou was also not confident at this time.

After all, as the vanguard of the army, this team marched lightly, and did not carry many large armaments, not even basic firearms, but only a few divine arm crossbows for self-defense in case of sudden incidents. And now, it seems that this matter is too big for the God Arm Crossbow to solve.

"Jeju Prefecture is affected by a heavy blizzard, and the wind and snow further north will inevitably be greater, so it is conceivable that the Mongolian Tatars are having a worse time than us," Dutou lowered his voice and looked at the Mongolian cavalry in front of him who were getting closer and closer, "So for them, if they want to resolve the lack of military food caused by the disaster in the short term, the best way is naturally to fight the autumn wind." It is estimated that the people on the Mongolian Tartar side have been almost looted by them in the past few days, so this butcher's knife naturally fell on our side. Originally, this place was already counted as a border, and the Ming Dynasty only symbolically sent officials to come, once the war broke out, this place was more of a fierce battle front, so in fact, who should belong here, there is no accurate conclusion. ”

"So what do we do?" Wang Yizhou slowly lifted the knife in his hand.

The Mongol cavalry was getting closer and closer, and the cold wind could no longer hide the sound of horses' hooves and neighing. A smile appeared on the corner of Du Tou's mouth, and he said lightly: "What should I do?" Don't forget who we are. ”

Before the words fell, Du Tou had already jumped out, and the saber in his hand stabbed directly into the neck of the war horse under the crotch of the nearest Mongolian cavalryman, and the hot blood sprayed on his face, but he did not hesitate at all, and the fire thistle terrestris in his hand that had been lit at some point was thrown directly at the panicked many cavalrymen behind, and he directly probed up with a knife and slashed into the soft underbelly of that Qi Bin.

The dazzling movements of the head made Wang Yizhou and the others stunned, they never thought that a lonely foot soldier would be able to break out and kill a cavalryman directly, without any strange ways and blades at all, just a simple blow to kill.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work. Dutou proved with practical actions the reason why he was able to climb out of the pile of dead people and stand in the position of Dutou.

"Put!" Wang Yizhou saw his ten generals rushing out of the sloping ground, and the divine arm crossbow in his hand roared.

A Mongol cavalryman who rode his horse towards the capital was thrown to the ground.

"Put!" A Ming army crossbowman reflexively roared and pulled the trigger, and arrows rained down.

The horses neighed mournfully, and the Mongol cavalry was constantly shot off their horses, apparently they did not expect to suddenly encounter an ambush of a Ming army here. The main purpose of these Mongols to come, as Dutou guessed, was to fight the autumn wind, so they didn't carry many blades and arrows, after all, it was not necessary to bully the common people with so many complicated things, but it was better to make room to prevent the looted food.

Hit by the Ming army's sudden blow, the Mongols naturally thought that these southern barbarians had already mastered their whereabouts and waited here for a long time, so they didn't care to see how many Ming troops were ambushed around, and just turned their horses around in a panic and wanted to exit the town.

Although many houses in the town have collapsed, making the streets look quite wide, the muddy ground and the ruins around it are definitely not suitable for cavalry charges, but they may be strangled by ambushed crossbowmen and foot soldiers because they have no time to escape.

"Brothers, for the sake of Da Ming, for the sake of Your Majesty, kill!" A rush of blood rushed up, and Wang Yizhou roared and rushed out first.

The Ming soldiers who were ambushed behind the ruins, who were also a little panicked, followed Wang Yizhou's figure one after another, and soon the Ming soldiers in the entire town were shouting and running forward.

I don't know who took the lead in holding up the red dragon flag of the Ming Dynasty, and under the fierce fluttering of the banner, these soldiers who were still on the battlefield for the first time, with ignorance and youth, launched an attack on the enemy not far away, even if their number was far less than that of the Mongolian cavalry.

The people who were hiding in the corners poked their heads out in astonishment, watching these overly young lads rush at the enemy who had ravaged the land a thousand times, and at the tall, seemingly invincible figures.

And in the hearts of the people, the Mongol cavalry, which once represented imperial power and terror, retreated like a tide, scurrying around the streets, leaving one corpse after another in the explosion of thistles and the whistling of the crossbow.

A young Ming sergeant charged through the street with a red dragon flag, and a Mongol cavalryman loosened his bowstring. An arrow pierced the cold wind and pierced the soldier's chest. The young Ming soldier looked down in some surprise, but soon his look of surprise was replaced by anger, and he opened his mouth wide, wanting to shout, wanting to roar, but the fast-flowing blood made him no longer have the strength to do so.

Under the gaze of the people, a red dragon flag was proudly planted on the ground, and the warrior holding him knelt in the snow, and the blood stained the white heaven and earth.

Before the Mongol cavalry on the opposite side had time to become complacent, they were surprised to find a ragged man walking out of the narrow alley and reaching out to hold the flagpole.

And then there's a lot, a lot.

The ragged people, the people with a burning fire of anger in their eyes.

"Kill the Tartars!" The emaciated man, who didn't know where he got the strength, was able to burst out with such a shocking roar.

"Kill the Tartars!" Men, women, and children, countless people are roaring.

The roar soared into the sky, as if to tear through the low clouds and tear apart the howling wind. (To be continued.) )