Jia Rong explained: "This is the language of my hometown, that is, after the injury, after the recovery, there is still a disease in the body, don't talk nonsense, seize the time to heal the injury!" ”

The doctor nodded again and again, in front of the killing god, it is best to remain respectful, thinking of Fang Cai's own actions, the doctor's forehead was a cold sweat, reserved, cautious, the doctor kept admonishing himself.

However, the disinfection jishu in the Han Dynasty is indeed not very good, looking at the posture of the doctor dealing with the wound, Jia Rong does not feel the concept of a doctor at all, but the action is quite skillful, and it seems that he usually deals with this kind of wound.

Since the doctor boasted, Jia Rong didn't want to bother anymore, so he came to the place where the army was temporarily stationed.

Looking at the current situation of the 1,000 cavalrymen who were originally alive, Jia Rong's heart throbbed, especially those soldiers with severed limbs and stump arms were still struggling to hold on, at this moment, Jia Rong felt that he was a sinner, even if these soldiers were willing to sacrifice.

"We must take care of the lives of these disabled soldiers for the rest of their lives!" Jia Rong secretly told himself that he only felt better in his heart.

These heroes with severed arms and stumps are lonely, and they have won great honors, but they have also led to difficulties in later life.

When Jia Rong arrived, all the soldiers struggled to stand up, looking at Jia Rong's gaze swept away the previous exhaustion, hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at Jia Rong tightly, and the soldiers of the Ma Teng Department seemed to be infected, and they couldn't help but get up.

"The brothers have worked hard, thanks to the brothers this time, otherwise it would be impossible for me Jia Rong to escape from Wuwei City, and Jia Rong will definitely remember your affection." Jia Rong said in a deep voice.

Ma Teng on the side looked at Jia Rong in surprise, he didn't understand why Jia Rong had such a statement, in his opinion, it is a matter of course for a soldier to die for the general, even if he dies on the battlefield, it is a matter of course, and every soldier is regarded as a brother, in Ma Teng's view, it is just a means for Jia Rong to win people's hearts, this method is especially suitable for places like Liangzhou.

However, Jia Rong is so solemn, it really shouldn't be, I have to say that Jia Rong's hand is very beautiful, and the soldiers are desperate to die while being moved.

"The dead brothers will not die in vain, the old man will pay the price sooner or later, the blood of the brothers will not be shed in vain, and the blood of those conspirators will be used to pay tribute to the souls of the dead brothers in heaven." The more Jia Rong spoke, the more excited he became, his hands clenched, his eyes cracked, and he pulled the arrow wound without knowing it.

The soldier responded with a bang, and the eyes of the soldier with a severed arm and stump could see the raging flames.

In contrast, the soldiers of Ma Teng's department were relatively silent, in other words, they did not have the courage that a man should have, and Ma Teng shook his head when he saw it.

A moment later, a cart of wine was pushed up, and it took Jia Rong a lot of effort to find it.

Jia Rong said: "The wounded brother poured wine on the wound. "Without advanced medical skills, we can only use superficial disinfection techniques, otherwise wound infection is basically unsolvable in ancient times when medical conditions were very backward.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, even these iron-blooded men couldn't help howling, and there was a ghost crying wolf howling in the army, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

Ma Teng, Jiang Yu and other generals didn't understand Jia Rong's approach, and the soldiers didn't understand it, but the trust they had cultivated in Jia Rong for a long time told them that as long as they carried out the order, they didn't have to ask about the rest, which was also the creed of every soldier.

The wounded soldiers of the Ma Teng Department also poured liquor on the wounds under his orders, and in the same way, he was sure that Jia Rong would not harm these soldiers.

Jia Rong nodded with satisfaction, and left after saying some words of encouragement, the wounds on his body also need to be treated, there is only one doctor, some seriously injured soldiers in the army are given priority to heal, and the doctor is very busy.

Lighting the candle, Jia Rong put the Qingyu sword on the flame, roasted it carefully, lifted the armor, and saw a shocking wound, the arrow was deeply pierced in the flesh, if you use brute force to pull it out, the barb of the arrow is enough to bring out the muscles, and the arm may be wasted like this.

Zhang Zhi also had nearly ten wounds of different sizes on his body, but after simple disinfection and bandaging, he also took a deep breath when he saw the arrow wound on Jia Rong's arm.

"Pour the wine!" Jia Rong said in a deep voice.

Zhang Zhi on the side hurriedly poured a bowl full of spirits.

Jia Rong handed the Qingyu Sword to Zhang Zhi and said, "Cut the meat and take out the arrow." ”

Zhang Zhi couldn't help but shudder, arrow wounds are one of the most difficult injuries to heal, mainly when the arrow is taken out, the wound is enlarged a lot, a little careless, that is, the arrow wound will be pulled, the most easy to crack, extremely difficult to heal, and the arrow wound is generally deeper into the flesh, so that the wound becomes bigger and deeper.

"Hurry up, what's so difficult, mother-in-law's, mother-in-law's, it's not your meat." Jia Rong urged impatiently.

Zhang Zhi bit his lip, took the sword handed over by Jia Rong, and manipulated the sword to cautiously approach Jia Rong's wound, but his hand holding the sword was a little shaky, he would kill people, it was the first time to do such a meticulous work, especially when Jia Rong dealt with the wound, he needed to be more cautious.

Jia Rong urged again impatiently, grabbed the wooden stick that had been prepared next to him and bit it into his mouth, and howled loudly It is not good to be the commander of the first army.

When the tip of the sword touched the wound, Jia Rong couldn't help but shake, and the wooden stick in his mouth was also tightly bitten.

Zhang Zhiyi gritted his teeth, carefully scratched on the wound, blood flowed out along the sword marks, and soon soaked Jia Rong's clothes, even with Jia Rong's perseverance, he couldn't help but snort, the sheet on his right hand was torn because of the force, the forehead and back were already sweating profusely, the wooden stick in his mouth had long been deformed, and his lips were bitten and oozing blood.

The whole process lasted for a quarter of an hour, and even Jia Rong didn't know how he survived, and he couldn't be injured by arrows in the future, this was simply mental torture, Jia Rong secretly warned that when he met Hua Tuo in the future, he asked him for anesthetics, which was a crime.

Looking at the jet-black arrow, Jia Rong couldn't help but scold: "It's such a small thing, it almost killed Lao Tzu, Made." ”

Zhang Zhi's worry in his heart is no less than Jia Rong's, the first time he treated an arrow wound like this, he was a little frightened to think about it, what kind of situation would it be if he put it on his body, Zhang Zhi didn't even dare to think about it, the wound was dealt with by himself, if Jia Rong had any three strengths and two weaknesses, he couldn't escape responsibility.

Picking up the liquor on the table and pouring it down the wound, blood flowed down the wine, and Jia Rong couldn't help but scream.

After the disinfection was completed, Zhang Zhi carefully wrapped Jia Rong's wound with a white cloth, but his technique was too rough, and he touched Jia Rong's wound many times, causing Jia Rong to scold again and again, and Jia Rong felt that the words of scolding when he came to the Eastern Han Dynasty were basically listened to by Zhang Zhi.

After that, Jia Rong hissed lightly and said with admiration: "I didn't expect your technique to be so good, use this method to deal with the brother who was injured by the arrow, how can a small arrow wound embarrass the warriors of the Xiliang Army." ”

"No!" Zhang Zhi clenched his fists and left.

After a while, there were constant howls in the army, and the desolate cries smelled the tears of the sad witnesses.

"Report, the pursuing army in the city is only twenty miles away from our army, please make a decision!"

As soon as Jia Rong walked out of the house, he heard such unpleasant news, and sneered: "Do you know how many enemy troops there are?" ”

The scout clenched his fists and replied, "There are about 10,000 people, including 500 cavalrymen, coming straight for our army. ”

Jia Rong was shocked, he didn't expect the army in the city to send 10,000 people to pursue him at one time, the most troublesome thing is that there are 500 cavalry, cavalry is not rare in Liangzhou, but it is still a big deal to be able to take out 500 at a time, not everyone is as rich as Jincheng, and can afford to raise thousands of cavalry, like the county town in the mainland, an army can have 200 cavalry is the sky, and the price of cavalry is too high.

"Ma Teng Jiang Yu, you two led two hundred cavalry to break off, and the rest followed me to retreat in the direction of Jincheng." The former made a move to leave Jincheng in order to make the people of the world sympathetic and merciful to his plight, but now, he went back in disgrace, which is ridiculous when he thinks about it.

"No!" Ma Teng and Jiang Yu responded in unison, mentioning that he and Ma Teng resisted the enemy together, Jiang Yu's heart was still a little unhappy.

"The rest of the men packed up their marching belongings and set off in a quarter of an hour!" Jia Rong ordered.

The soldiers of each department were nervously busy, after a battle in Wuwei City, Jia Rong's 1,000 cavalry was sharply reduced to more than 500 people, as well as a thousand infantry led by Ma Teng, and the loss of more than 400 cavalry made Jia Rong's heart ache, these are the most elite soldiers in the Xiliang Army, but they died in the city, and a hundred lone wolf soldiers also lost more than 30 people.

There were more than 500 cavalrymen, but there were 800 war horses, and as long as they were alive and could run, they were brought out.

Although the soldiers' weapons and armor are excellent, Jia Rong cares most about people, as long as there are people, the rest is easy to say.

Putting aside these sad questions, Jia Rong packed up his mind and walked towards the house where Wei Fu was, Wei Fu was placed in the carriage of Ma Teng's family, and the only doctor was also taken away by Jia Rong.

The doctor was still Jia Rongxu's last resort under the threat of heavy profits, and it was difficult to leave the homeland, especially these people who were about to die of old age.

More than two hundred cavalry were sandwiched between three high-speed carriages, followed by a thousand infantry, and the two hundred cavalry led by Jiang Yu Ma Teng were zuihou.

The Xiliang cavalry was highly disciplined, but the previous infantry brought by Ma Teng was not the case, in fact, most of them were deceived by Ma Teng, Geng contempt asked Ma Teng to lead the soldiers to guard the east gate, but Ma Teng rebelled, and most of the soldiers were forced to "follow the thief".

Among the 1,000 men, only 500 of Ma Teng's headquarters were men, and the rest were troops in the city, and their loyalty was to be examined.

Hearing the news that the army was coming to pursue, many infantry started to think carefully, first, their families were in Wuwei City, and second, they followed Jia Rong's life in danger, and groups of infantry were together to sum up the gains and losses.

The holiday has passed, I wish you all a good mood as always, and eat well! It's red!