Chapter 54: Where to go

If Aike and Moya met back then, it would be absolutely impossible for the two of them to sit down and chat like this. One is the little princess of Amsterdam's top rich, and the other is the little deflated three who survive in the city's filthy sewage. As long as there are class differences in this world, there is no such thing as empathy. I can empathize with your situation, this sentence is pure nonsense and lies, just giving a placebo to people in distress.

But that's no longer the case. Even relying on the rise of Laijia in Daming, Aike still experienced the earth-shaking sophistication of the world.

"It turns out that you are not a person from us, and now you are wearing a military uniform from the Ming Dynasty, and you are not a person from us. So, even if we die here, we won't cry out to you."

"You are nothing more than pleading, you are just private soldiers of merchants and magnates. You don't have to say how noble you are, and you don't have to look down on those of us who are still in the Ming Dynasty."

Echo interrupted him directly.

"I won't stay in Daming for long. I used to be like you, just thinking about revenge for my father. But ......."

She smiled at Moya, and for a moment, Moya seemed to be seen through by her.

"The dragon slayer eventually became an evil dragon. This is the truth that His Majesty the young emperor of the Ming Dynasty told me. He told me what if revenge succeeded. It's not like pushing a little girl or a young man into an endless pit of fire. Just like me back then? He's only told me this story once, and I think he's right."

Mo Ya was a little confused, he seemed to understand, and he didn't seem to understand.

"The young emperor said that he hoped that his empire would not have people who starved to death because they could not eat, nor that there were people who wantonly harmed others because they had money or power. In his mind, these two things are equally important, and there is no order. So, I just wanted to wait and see if this fairytale thing could happen."

Moya didn't speak, but the shrike next to him spoke.

"It's useless to say anything, tell that His Majesty the Emperor, and say that I, Shrike, am willing to take the hundred-man team to face their hundred-man team and fight a battle in a dignified manner. If I lose, we all surrender, and if I win, I and the Centurion stay to atone for our sins, and ask him to let the rest of us go. Ask him if he dares to take on this selfless challenge."

Shrike said it emotionally, and Wade was about to stand up to stop him.

"No, I'll go, it's not your turn to be involved in this matter!"

Seeing that the two of them were blushing, Ai Ke smiled and stood up.

"What! Do you think I am unworthy?" The two people who were still arguing were already furious when they saw this look of contempt.

Not only them, but even Mo Ya, who pretended to be indifferent, also stood up.

"This is a mockery of our flag, and you should apologize."

"No, no, no." Eco shook her head, after this conversation, she knew a lot of things in her heart.

"They fought for their country, for their land and their homeland behind them. Fight for a system where there are only civilians and officials. What about you? Fight for the insatiable businessman behind you? Fight for the fat consul behind you? Even after the war, there is only cold gold, and not even a penny of land in one's own country?"

"Commander Moya, tell me, how did you win this war?"

Unbeknownst to Echo, this sentence was exactly what Wade and Shrike had asked Moya last night, and it was also asked to themselves.

As soon as she finished speaking, all three fell silent.

"There should be less than an hour left, and this time the phosphorescent bomb will land on that forest. If there were any people in there, they could be settled. After this shelling, I will bring a few Ming military doctors to treat your wounds. Just prepare a bigger tent."

With that, Ike was ready to leave. After taking two steps, he thought about it and said:

"Me

We should fight for the Netherlands in our minds. Da Ming will give us support, even if this support requires us to exchange our lives, but I think it is worth it."

Wade seemed to be about to ask something, but was stopped by Moya's eyes.

When Echo left, the three men around the campfire fell into a long silence. Wade seemed to want to break this embarrassment, stretched out his right hand and said:

"Moya, my wounds are still waiting here."

Moya didn't raise her head, just stared at the bonfire in front of her.

"Wait. Maybe I shouldn't have ruined your proud right hand, should I?"

Then, looking at the dark sea, he seemed to have made up his mind and said:

"Shrike ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the roar of three or four loud explosions was heard on the sea. From the telescope, it seems that only a merchant ship with a bright light can be seen, and it seems to have begun to burn.

"Shrike, where are you going to the beach dinghy now......

But when he thought about it, his road to the sea seemed to be closed by Daming.

There was no way, he could only wander around in circles anxiously, hoping that his fleet would not make any thoughtless moves.

After Ike's visit, it seems that this round of phosphorus bombs is not so violent. The Ming army once again demonstrated its tactical literacy, and the rockets achieved near-accurate strikes.

Then, Echo returned to the camp with Sun Yousu and a few other nurses.

"Stretch out your hand."

The nurse unfolded a small platform in the army, lit an oil lamp with a glass mirror, and twisted the light to the maximum.

Sun Yousu looked at it and said directly:

"You two are responsible for cleaning the wound, clean it with alcohol, don't be in a hurry, clean one and deal with the other."

In this case, Wade was still a little embarrassed, but the caregiver had already begun to deal with it.

As if to show off, the nurse placed a jar of high-concentration alcohol on the table, which glittered like a jewel in the light.

Sun Yousu glanced at Wade's wound and admonished:

"The burns are not serious, the important thing is the shrapnel scratches. Clean first, then suture layer by layer, and apply a penicillin plaster to the wound. No bandage." With that, she glanced at the translator.

"Tell him not to see water after the wound is medicated."

"Is there anyone else?" She turned to Moya and asked.

"Can this be used by ordinary soldiers?" Moya asked in amazement, he had never seen these drugs and treatments before. Generally speaking, the treatment in the Dutch army was also carried out by the priest, but the priest was only responsible for the treatment of mid-level officers and above, and the petty soldiers were left to their fate. If your side wins, it's okay to say, but if you don't, then there is no difference between the wounded and the dead.

"What do we need to do without healing the soldiers? Echo, you tell him. If they don't have any wounded, we'll return."

Soon, under the auspices of the shrike, the wounded soldiers were assembled into a long line.

However, outside the medical platform, there were still officers in the front, non-commissioned officers in the back, and hired sailors in the rear.

"Bring the lamp and follow me."

According to the strategy discussed by Sun Yousu and Ai Ke earlier, Sun Yousu was not polite at all. She handed the lantern to Mo Ya and said through an interpreter.

Then, he took the two nurses and Moya to look over one by one.

"You go to the front." She pointed to a soldier whose leg was visibly broken. Those who could come were actually minor injuries, and after such a long time, the seriously injured had already died of blood loss.

Moya was a little disdainful at first, but then became more and more serious. It wasn't until Sun Yousu walked up to the little soldier who looked like a child, squatted down directly, and stroked his dirty forehead with his hand. Then he tore the child's clothes directly. At this time, Mo Ya saw that the child had a chest injury, but it was not a new injury

, because the wound has suppurated.

"This kid is in front of the line."

Then she turned her head and said to Moya through the translator:

"I heard Echo say that you also said that you were born in poverty?"

Then he looked at a pair of timid injured children behind him, and said to Moya with a smile, "You are worthy too!"

Moya felt extremely humiliated, he wanted to throw away the lantern in his hand, and even wanted to draw his sword. However, he didn't do anything but feel that his face was hot.