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"Ahh......h

"Don't bite your tongue! Open your mouth, open your mouth quickly, take a cork and bite him off-"

"Hold down, hold him! Don't move! ”

"Don't cut off my arm, kill me, kill me, ah......"

"Ah...... Bastards, you bastards. Don't burn, don't burn anymore, ah...... The turtle's grandson's hurts Lao Tzu to death......"

The wounded barracks in the center of the city never stopped screaming for a moment. Zhu Biao stood in the courtyard with a gloomy face, the price of victory, this is the price of victory.

"General, the blood stain inside is too thick, so don't go in?" Feng Enjiang's face was a little pale, in fact, the faces of many people behind Zhu Biao were a little pale. Because the terrible screams of the wounded barracks are too penetrating.

Death is not terrible; Cripple is even more terrible. The veterans are not afraid of death, what they are afraid of is to be crippled and wait for death!

A stretcher was lifted out of an operating room, and the person on it was already unconscious, his face pale without a trace of blood. "General-" The two young men carrying the stretcher immediately stopped when they saw Zhu Biao, they both knew Zhu Biao.

Because Zhu Biao began to rectify Beiling City, he also spent great efforts to rectify the wounded barracks. Not only did he clear the land in the center of the city and open up such a large camp, but he also opened up four small camps at the four city gates to facilitate the wounded soldiers to be treated nearby. There are many rules that must be followed by the whole barracks.

Men and women from the wounded barracks were transferred, the former carrying stretchers and caring for the sick and wounded, and the latter washing bandages and clothes and taking care of meals. Zhu Biao didn't intend to provoke the etiquette system of this time and space, female nurse? That's not even a matter of even thinking about it. Many people have seen Zhu Biao who came to inspect and give guidance more than once. These two are two of them.

Zhu Biao stepped forward and approached. Lifting the bloody sheets, one of the wounded soldier's arms was cut off at the elbow, and the layers of bandages on it were tightly wrapped, and there were faint traces of blood coming out.

"Lift it steady,...... cough cough ...... "There was a little stuffiness in his chest, and Zhu Biao coughed before he could say the following words. Hurriedly waved their hands and let them pass.

"Let's go, let's all go in and have a look." Shaking his hand again to stop what Feng Enjiang was about to say, Zhu Biao knew what he was going to say when he saw his worried face. But this little injury really doesn't get in the way!

Operating room, this is the name given by Zhu Biao. When you walk in, the first thing you see is a cauldron of boiling water. Knives and axes of all sizes are sharp and dazzling, and fine-pointed clamps and pliers, hooks of various sizes, and silver needles are all soaked in boiling water.

In the furnace under the cauldron, two soldering irons buried in the charcoal fire are heating up sharply. When a group of people came in, they saw a bloodied doctor coming from inside the room, covered in white curtains, with two soldering irons. This thing is an indispensable equipment for the Air Force Medic at the moment. Amputations or rotten wounds that cannot be sutured require the help of a soldering iron.

There was a strong smell of blood in the operating room. But it couldn't suppress the stench of burnt flesh coming from the inside. It is not only disinfecting and sterilizing, but also can heal wounds. In the current situation of extremely imperfect medical facilities, the temporary pain of the soldering iron can be exchanged for a life in a large way.

Zhu Biao didn't know anything about medical treatment, and the only bit of knowledge he had was sheep intestines and sutures, but this technology was already extremely mature in the current time and space. All he could do was to give the wounded barracks a comfortable and safe environment as much as possible!

The big man who came out of the "General's ......" was not unconscious, but he was weak as if he had collapsed, and his lips were white. His forehead and face were covered with sweat, because he had been burned twice by the red-hot iron on his chest wound. Even the iron man must be soft.

"Lie down and don't speak. Recuperate ...... with peace of mind"

This is a soldier in the fifth battalion of iron cavalry, Zhu Biao's direct subordinate. Otherwise, the word 'wish' will be added to the salutation. In today's vigorous battle outside the south gate, Zhu Biao won the morale and fighting spirit of the soldiers and civilians in the city, and killed nearly 50,000 Hu cavalry. But the loss of self-sacrifice also made him feel great.

The 30,000 cavalry of the headquarters went out to fight, but less than 22,000 returned, deducting the serious injuries and those who could not fight with hand and foot injuries, and the army lost three stops and one stop.

Six thousand tigers. came back more than five thousand three hundred; Seven thousand elite cavalry, six thousand came back less, and the total number of Zhu Biao's soldiers reached 10,000. In the end, even if 60,000 experience points were gained, the systematic evaluation was a big victory. With 50% experience points, the level has been upgraded to level 90, and he is only about 1000 points away from being able to upgrade to level 91, which can't make him happy.

He lost a third of his soldiers and horses, which greatly exceeded his pre-war expectations.

"People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and there is no talent of Chen Qingzhi!" In the general's mansion, he gave a copy of "Sanjiu Returning Elixir", and after an hour of luck healing, Zhu Biao's internal injuries were close to healing. Health has recovered to 933 points, and combat power has not been lost.

I couldn't help but think of the war in the day again, and my heart was gloomy. Seriously, he had high expectations before the war. What I yearn for in my heart is to be as brilliant as Chen Qingzhi's Battle of Xingyang, but the reality is extremely skinny.

It only reached the initial goal, and it was far from the highest defeat of the enemy in front of it. I couldn't help but sigh at the moon, and expressed the depression in my heart.

"Come back early after patrolling the city and rest ......" With Shan Yuping's concerned words, Zhu Biao, who was draped all over his body, picked up his gun and got on his horse, and led a hundred guards out of the general's mansion.

Hu Qi suffered a big loss during the day, will he make some small moves at night, Zhu Biao doesn't know at all, so he can only step up his precautions. The defense of the city in this martial arts world is much more difficult than the defense of the city in ancient China in his previous life.

But tonight is safe, the night is not alarmed, and there is no trouble.

Early in the morning, Zhu Biao, who had rested for less than two hours, left the general's mansion again under the eyes of his wife. Today should be the first day of the siege.

As long as Hu Qi's big single Yu hasn't lost his breath, he will definitely kill for a while today. Regardless of whether they have already prepared siege equipment, if they are not ready, they can fill in the trenches and moats outside the city first.

"Report, General. Chief Hu appeared outside the city—"

In the North Gate Gate Tower, a vivid sand table is rapidly forming under Zhu Biao's ten fingers. There was a large circle of soldiers around the perimeter, chattering about something.

Zhu Biao turned a deaf ear and concentrated on making his own sand table. This thing has been in this time and space for a long time, thousands of years ago, there were generals who gathered into mountains of sand, finger paintings, and generals like Yun Zheng, who were taller, would have this thing.

However, just like the ancient Chinese in the previous life, the sand table only developed a rough mold frame, and it did not continue to be delicately filled. Thousands of years have passed, and there are not many changes in the imperial dynasty, but the sand table still only belongs to the self-skills of Gao Suzhì generals. I have never gotten rid of the simple style of gathering sand into mountains and finger painting.

Now Zhu Biao's sand table is a handicraft that is fine to every detail. Compared with the sand table played by the generals before, this is spring and snow, and it is the lower riba people.

The sand table is made of glutinous rice slurry mixed with clay, three feet in length and width, and a scale of 1:15,000.

The generals' chattering stopped, and their eyes looked at Zhu Biao, who was still fiddling with the sand table.

Half an hour, or a quarter of an hour? Zhu Biao stopped. A Beiling county town that has shrunk countless times is clearly displayed in front of everyone.

"The bed crossbow is ready. The thunderbolt chariot stood still - "Without filling in the moats and moats outside the city, Hu Qi will not be able to enter the city." Zhu Biao is not in a hurry at all!

And Wuji's Daxu appeared outside the north gate, and he had already expected it. Because the north wind is still strong, Hu Qi launched an offensive outside the north gate, and their arrows can be given farther away, and the range of the Han army's archers and crossbows against the wind is greatly affected.

A howling north wind can reduce the range of the bow and arrow by at least 30%, and the power of the crossbow by 15%-20%, and the depth of the arrow and crossbow accuracy will be affected. There are a lot of crossbows in Beiling City, but the main force of long-range strikes defending the city is still bows and arrows, and the arrows that originally had a range of one hundred and twenty to one hundred and thirty steps can now shoot at most a hundred steps away from standing on the city wall, and the effective range is shortened to seventy or eighty steps.

"Ho, ho, hey!"

"Ho, ho, hey!"

"Ho, ho, hey!"

Two full days passed, and after paying more than 1,000 lives, the moat outside the north gate was filled in by Hu Qi, and the moat was filled in five sections. The towering suspension bridge was erected on the surface of the river, and the iron chains the thickness of the arms were cut off one by one by the blades.

The masters of the Hu cavalry camp are not something that the current Beiling City can resist.

Today is the first day after the filling, early in the morning, before the mist has dissipated, and in the distance there are very rhythmic trumpets in the middle of the two camps. The soldiers at the head of the city immediately sounded the alarm bell, and Zhu Biao, who had been guarding the military house under the north city at night, put on the two ups and downs behind him and boarded the city. His eyes were intently fixed on the movement outside the city.

The sun came out and the mist slowly cleared. Xie Shuyan immediately raised the clairvoyant mirror in his hand to look outside the city, and when he saw what it was, his pupils shrank for a moment, "Is it a well?" How can it be so tall? ”

A kind of siege equipment that is up to ten zhang high, can be flush with the city or even higher than a section, in the form of a tower, which can not only protect the besieging soldiers, but also directly attack the defenders on the city wall, and the effect is far stronger than the ladder car.

At long range, it is a movable turret that brings your archers at the same height as the enemy on the walls, thus matching the range of the arrows. The top layer stands the archer, there is a wooden wall in front of it, the following three layers can be used to store soldiers, both sides and the top have a board, a ladder, close to the city wall, hand-to-hand soldiers can be the first time to follow the ladder, the pedal directly to kill the city. Pulleys are installed at the bottom of the shaft, but they are slow to move due to their large size, and they are afraid of fire.

Seeing Xie Shuyan raise the clairvoyant mirror, Zhu Biao, Yun Zheng and other generals raised the things in their hands one after another, and even the military horses and military marquis who were not qualified to configure the clairvoyant mirror were all looking north.

"I'm afraid it's eleven or twelve feet tall." One of them screamed.