"Brothers, come with me!"

The captain of the Dongying brigade on horseback shouted with the weapon in his hand, quickly mobilized several teams in the Dongying, and hurried out of the Dongying to support Tan Ji in the north of the county.

Quan Peng ran over with Sheng Jiaojiao, he took the lead in carrying a wounded soldier covered in blood, and ran to the medical tent, Sheng Jiaojiao rushed over, looking at several people lying on the ground, covered in blood, and the iron armor on some people's bodies was cut by the knife.

For a while, she didn't know whether it was better for her to release water to save people first, or to carry people into the medical tent first.

At such a moment when she hesitated, Zheng Ling rushed up behind her, and without saying a word, she picked up a wounded soldier and ran with the power shed.

"Sister!"

Sheng Jiaojiao's side, a small voice suddenly sounded.

She turned her head and saw Qi Huan's pale little face, and out of nowhere she found a set of small soldier's clothes and put them on.

I saw Qi Huan carrying the wounded soldier in front of her on her back and running behind Zheng Ling to the medical tent.

Seeing Qi Huan, Sheng Jiaojiao came back to her senses, she picked up a wounded soldier who didn't look so badly injured, and also went to the medical tent.

"I want to go back, I want to go back, Lao Tzu is going to kill those vassals!"

The wounded soldier pushed Sheng Jiaojiao away, turned around, dragged his bloody legs, and crawled in the direction of the side tent gate.

Zheng Ling ran back again, saw Sheng Jiaojiao being pushed to the ground, hurriedly scolded his mother, picked up the wounded soldier crawling on the ground, and shouted:

"Your legs are broken, what are you doing with your countrymen? Hurry up and heal the young master's injuries. ”

At this time, a few more soldiers ran over, they were all sons of Jumping Horse Lake, and some soldiers helped Sheng Jiaojiao up and asked:

"Jiao Niang, are you hurt?"

"It's okay, leave me alone, save people."

Sheng Jiaojiao clapped her hands, she had just been pushed to the ground, her palms were rubbing against the coarse sand on the ground, grinding out blood.

She gritted her teeth, twisted the long hair behind her back into a neat bun, tied it tightly with a headband, pinched the hot palms of her hands, and rushed to the medical tent.

The medical tent in the power shed is behind the big tent, although Sheng Jiaojiao has rarely come out of the big tent in the past few days, most of the people in the east camp have been transferred by Tan Ji to the north of the county to fight the countrymen.

It's just that no one is leading the way in front, Sheng Jiaojiao can distinguish the basic location of Dongying if she walks casually.

Because he was deeply aware of the importance of medicinal materials, he actually opened a medicine field behind his house and in the barracks.

There were people back and forth along the way, Sheng Jiaojiao walked along the medicinal herb field, and just trotted to the outside of the medical tent, when she heard the power shed shouting:

"Bring the water!"

Qi Huan was covered in blood, his face was pale, and he rushed out, just in time to bump into Sheng Jiaojiao.

He didn't hold back, bent over, and spit into the medicine field.

Qi Huan's age is still too young, he always says that he wants to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and kill the enemy, but when he really meets someone who is cut like this, he can't help but faint a little.

Sheng Jiaojiao hurriedly came over and patted him on the back, but he blocked it with his hand,

"Sister, quick, water, get water, the people inside need to clean up their wounds."

"I'll go."

Sheng Jiaojiao hurriedly turned around, she walked all the way, and saw a small half-dead medicine field on the road, and a skin bag filled with water was placed next to the camp tent where sundries were placed.

So Sheng Jiaojiao ran over, stretched out her hand, and touched the big skin,

There was only a little bit of water left in it.

The shack planted some medicinal herbs that were easy to feed, so he had to get water from the cooking team in the barracks every day to water the ground.

I have to water the ground six times a day, which can be regarded as taking care of these little seedlings very carefully.

But because of this, the wounds of the wounded are now to be cleaned, and there is no water available.

Go around to the cooking team to get water? Do you want the cooking team to temporarily go to the water to carry the water?

Why bother looking for the near and the farthest.

Sheng Jiaojiao ran to the medical tent with the water bladder in her arms, and on the way, she filled it with half full water.

Entering the big tent where the wounded were placed, the right shed was tearing the clothes on the wounded soldiers, and when he saw Sheng Jiaojiao running in with a water bladder, he immediately took the water bladder.

He turned around again and said to Zheng Ling:

"Bring the water to a boil!"

Because the wind and sand are too strong, the water is turbid, and if you want to use such water to clean the wounds of people, you have to boil the water.

Sheng Jiaojiao hurriedly took the water bladder and said to Zheng Ling:

"You go get busy, I'll boil water."

After speaking, Sheng Jiaojiao went outside the tent with the water bladder again, inside and outside the medical tent where people came and went, everyone was busy, and no one noticed what Sheng Jiaojiao was doing.

Even Qi Huan, who stole the clothes of the little soldiers, no one found out.

Sheng Jiaojiao ran out of the tent, patted Qi Huan, who had just finished vomiting, and ordered:

"You go back to the tent, take this water, and say that the water that the cooking team boiled earlier is cold, it is clean, and it can be used."

Qi Wei nodded, raised his sleeves, wiped his mouth, picked up the water bladder and rushed into the tent again.

"Jiao Niang, go get the medicinal herbs!"

In the tent, there was a sound of the power shed, and there were many people here to help with the help, but the only people who knew the medicinal materials were the power shed and Sheng Jiaojiao.

He didn't know where Sheng Jiaojiao was, saving people at this time was like fighting a fire, and he didn't care about anything else, just shouting at the top of his voice.

Sheng Jiaojiao hurriedly ran to the small tent where the sundries were placed, and as soon as she lifted the tarpaulin, there were things everywhere, and a strong smell of medicine came to her face.

She hurriedly rummaged through the baggage on the ground, took out a few hemostatic medicines, and ran to the medical tent with them in her arms.

It took several trips back and forth to move all the medicinal materials needed by the power shed.

At this time, Quan Peng had already stopped the bleeding of the most seriously injured soldier, he turned around, went to deal with the next wounded, and ordered Sheng Jiaojiao, who had just stopped and had not yet taken a breath,

"You clean his wound and put hemostatic medicine on him."

He pointed to the wounded soldier who had been wounded the least severed.

Sheng Jiaojiao picked up the water bladder placed on the ground, turned her head left and right, Qi Huan didn't know what she was doing by the power shed, and now she was very busy, and she didn't have time to find this kid.

She found a wooden basin, poured the water from the water bladder into the wooden basin, dipped it in a clean cloth towel, and applied it little by little to the wounds of the wounded soldiers in front of her.

The wounded soldier was lying on the straw mat, looking up at the roof of the tent, only to feel the hot knife wound on his arm, suddenly cool, and the original pain was reduced a lot.

He turned his head and looked at Sheng Jiaojiao in surprise,

"Auntie?"

This is also the son of Jumping Horse Lake, who originally knew Sheng Jiaojiao.

Sheng Jiaojiao raised her eyes, looked at him and smiled, and said:

"It's not serious, it'll be fine soon."

As she spoke, she used a cloth towel dipped in water to apply it to the wound elsewhere little by little.

The wounded soldier's originally painful expression became more and more relaxed, he looked at Sheng Jiaojiao and smiled, and said sincerely:

"Thank you, Niang."