Although the night is deep in the palace, it is still brightly lit.

Li Tong hurriedly withdrew from the main hall, and the four or five officials standing in the corridor stopped talking.

"Lord Xiao Li, Your Highness...", an older official asked in a low voice.

Li Tong waved his hand and shook his head.

Everyone understands that this means that His Majesty is not in a good mood.

"Lord Xiao Li has worked hard." Everyone whispered, this is thank you for his reminder.

Knowing His Majesty's mood at this time, they can grasp what they can and can't say, so as not to make a mistake in their lives.

So sometimes don't underestimate this or even a one-glance reminder.

At the beginning, a senior member offended an internal servant, was misled by him, said something that should not be said, and was kicked out of the capital by the emperor from the third grade.

Li Tong hurriedly and respectfully returned the salute and retired.

Watching him leave, everyone showed a little admiration and envy on their faces.

Lao Li's family is really lucky, this kid is young and honest, and he actually got His Majesty's blue eyes.

Several coughs were heard from inside the door.

Everyone was busy with their expressions.

Then the door of the temple opened again.

"Adults, please come in." A eunuch came out and preached.

Compared with Li Tong, his attitude is much more indifferent.

Everyone rushed in.

On the high dragon chair, the emperor looked calm, with a shallow smile on his lips, looking at the paperwork in his hand, and didn't seem to see and hear these people come in.

Everyone already knew that His Majesty was not in a good mood at this time, so no one dared to stand respectfully with their heads bowed.

"Look, look at it, Bailiuguan has been lost... Are all these people I raise waste? ”

After a long time, the Emperor's voice floated down overhead.

Although the voice was very soft, everyone present felt as if something heavy was pressing down.

"Death to the minister." Everyone hurriedly bowed down and said.

Before he finished speaking, there was a click.

The paperwork had been thrown to the ground by the Emperor and slid down to their feet.

"Don't worry. Don't rob either, those who fail in their duties and those who are defeated, they all deserve to die, come one by one. ”

The Emperor said coldly.

The officials below suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The war on the border and the Emperor's wrath soon spread, and all the departmental officials became trembling to avoid touching the Emperor's head at this time.

Dong Lin happily poured a glass of wine.

"Why are you so happy?" Wu Shan asked cautiously.

Dong Lin immediately pulled down his face.

"Who says I'm happy? Where am I happy! He exclaimed.

This kid really doesn't have long eyes, the emperor is not happy now, you actually say that I am happy, doesn't this make me unlucky?

Wu Shan was taken aback. Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, he hurriedly lowered his head and exited.

It's time for this kid to leave, Dong Lin exhaled angrily, and his eyes fell on the few folds on the table.

In a few days, send these folds up...

You see. You see, it's not like God can't stand it.

Dong Lin couldn't help but show a hint of a smile, but he hurriedly put it away, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Looking at the smoke and dust billowing outside the city gate, the soldiers on the city wall cheered.

"General Chang's reinforcements are here!"

The defenders of the city greeted them and looked at the army entering the city, as well as the heavy grain and grass on the carts. Everyone was excited.

Chang Yuncheng galloped over surrounded by his own generals, his armor was dim, his handsome face was haggard, and he watched the people who fell down and hurriedly dismounted.

"Gossip. Hurry up. He got straight to the point.

The crowds and horses in the streets dispersed, and the soldiers who came to pick up them saw that in addition to the grain and grass, there were four cars following behind, and these people were not wearing military uniforms. Dressed in a white coat, he looks very strange. As I was looking, I saw a person jumping out of the curtain in the car in front of him, also in a white shirt, but obviously a woman.

Woman!

The people of the city have all retreated, and there is no one else here except the soldiers, let alone the women!

Before everyone could ask in surprise, there was a sound of gongs and drums.

"Here comes the Tartars!"

Everyone rushed away, and no one paid any more attention to them.

"Set up a tent!" Qi Yue shouted loudly.

With the chaotic sound of response, several auxiliary soldiers quickly tore off the stake rope tent cloth from the car, after several run-ins, from the initial busyness to now everyone has been busy but not chaotic, it seems that in the blink of an eye in the open space in the city set up three camp tents, white camp tents, big red characters, very conspicuous.

At the same time, auxiliaries stormed the houses on both sides of the street.

"Resettlement of wounded soldiers!" They shouted loudly.

A banner with the same sign of medicine was planted at the door.

At the same time as the tent was set up, the fifteen disciples had already carried their medicine boxes on their backs, their arms and waists were densely wrapped with strips of cloth of various colors, and behind them more than a dozen auxiliary soldiers carried stretchers.

"Quick, quick." Hu San shouted.

"Stay safe!" Qi Yue shouted loudly.

The disciples responded in unison and marched in the direction of the city gate.

"The operating room is ready." Ah Hao raised his voice and shouted.

Qi Yue withdrew his gaze from the direction the disciples had left and raised his hand.

"Prepare for surgery." She said that she had advanced to a tent marked with the word "doctor" in red.

Zhang Tong and Liu Pucheng have already put on gloves and masks.

"Master, let me be responsible for the second-degree injury this time." Zhang Tong shouted.

Liu Pucheng glanced at him, nodded, and entered the camp marked with the word "green medicine" by himself.

Crossbow bolts rained down.

Four or five auxiliaries rushed up with shields and ripped off the two wounded soldiers.

Qiao Minghua rushed over, neatly cut open the clothes of the wounded soldiers, these arrow wounds he was familiar with, large and heavy, and the arrows with several blood grooves shot deep into the soldier's body, such a big wound could not even be sutured, he quickly sprinkled the medicine powder, the blood immediately washed away the medicine powder, Qiao Minghua picked up the knife three times and two times to separate the wounds of the wounded soldiers, accompanied by a hissing howl that split the lungs, the wounded soldiers rolled all over the ground.

This kind of pain is a hundred times more painful than an arrow wound.

The auxiliaries and military doctors were all busy, and there was no extra manpower to suppress the wounded soldiers, Qiao Minghua's treatment was interrupted, and he was also commonplace. Without saying a word, he pounced again, pulled out the arrow, and wrapped the wound in a cloth.

The blood still gushed out.

"Carry it down." Qiao Minghua said.

Because another wounded soldier was delivered.

As for the wounded soldier who is still bleeding, even if he completes the treatment, whether he can save his life after being carried down depends on his creation.

At this moment, there seemed to be a change around me.

A wounded soldier was dragged down, and when Qiao Minghua was about to get up, someone rushed over first.

Qiao Minghua glanced sideways and was stunned.

This was not his familiar companion. It's a strange young man.

Wearing a conspicuous white shirt, with a red hoop on his arm, and his mouth and nose covered by a white cloth, his eyes are focused and his movements are neat.

He did the same as himself. But it's different.

He also stopped the bleeding and bandaged, but did not pull out the arrow, but took out a pot with a mouth and sprayed water, and tied it neatly, the bandaged white cloth was wide and dense, and finally there was a strange wooden stick, which was twisted twice. The gushing blood suddenly became smaller.

The young man finally tore off the yellow strip of cloth from his waist, tied it around the wounded soldier's arm, and rushed to the next one again.

There were auxiliaries behind, who lifted the wounded soldier and left.

This is...

Qiao Minghua was stunned.

"My lord, who is this?" A military doctor asked in surprise. "Is it a requisitioned doctor?"

Qiao Minghua stopped talking, he thought of something, his eyes were surprised, and he slowly stood up. Then I saw a lot of such men rushing around me under the long city wall.

They're so easy to recognize. They were all white shirts and red cloth hoops.

"Lord Zhou, Lord Zhou, look at you." A soldier shouted.

Zhou Maochun, who was also put on armor, was silent.

"What do you see? See how my daughter was killed by that bastard? He shouted loudly, glaring at the soldier again, "Go down now and bring my daughter up!" ”

The soldier ignored it and just looked under the walls.

"My lord, it's so nice for them to save people." The soldier muttered.

Zhou Maochun is even more angry.

Pretty?!

When will it look good to save someone?

What is there to see, he has seen him angry a few times along the way.

Chickens and dogs are jumping, and they are making a fuss, where are they smarter than those military doctors! It's a shame! It's useless! What is so rare about these battlefield wounds! It's a doctor, no, it's a person who can do it!

Waste of time! And waste your life!

Zhou Maochun looked at it indignantly, and slowly he was stunned.

One by one, the white figures, they moved fast, bandaged fast, carried away quickly, and the speed was a little dazzling and suffocating.

Why is it different from the previous times?

How could it be so fast!

How could it be so fast!

How did it get so fast?!

The guards of the city walls also found out.

"Who are those people?" He asked, with rare distraction.

"It's the doctor brought by General Chang." The soldiers replied.

"Doctor?" The Shogun frowned and asked, "Why do you look so weird?" ”

As he spoke, his gaze cast his gaze from the top of the city wall, and his expression gradually became astonished.

How do these doctors' actions look so good....

Familiar...

It's deliberately trained.,It's like arranging troops.,It looks chaotic.,But it's extremely regular.。。

Others may not be able to see it, but he can see it at a glance.

Doctor? He had never seen such a military doctor treat ...

Didn't they treat the wounded at all? Just carry people down after the hand?

However, when the auxiliaries ran over with stretchers, they still found that the wounded soldiers on the stretchers were bandaged, and if you look at it from a distance, you can see that these stretchers converge in one direction like flowing water, where there are three camps, and these stretchers seem to be chaotic but have entered different camps in order.

The busy soldiers and doctors in it couldn't see it, but standing on the city wall, you could clearly see what kind of scene these white people were creating.

They don't look like people! They're like running water! Non-stop flowing water! Flowing water everywhere! Fast-flowing water!

White flowing water in the rear of the battlefield! Non-stop flowing! Bring the wounded and passing lives to the hope of life!

"My lord, my lord, look!" Several military doctors were stunned, they forgot what they were going to do, looked at these white figures around them blankly, and couldn't help shouting.

Qiao Minghua also looked at these people blankly.

When did that seemingly chaotic drill turn out to be like this?

Or rather, those exercises that look ridiculous turn out to be like this on the battlefield....

Blind!

That rhythm, that coordination, that fluidity!

It seems that no matter how many wounded soldiers there are, they can easily treat them!

At this bloody and cruel moment, Qiao Minghua was so rational that a strange word that should not appear appeared in his mind.

Flowing water!

Qiao Minghua's body trembled, and his pores were opened.

Look!

Look!

Look! (To be continued)