Song Xiance held the gold ingots in his palm and weighed them up and down, stared at Li Xuan and said: "Since this is the case, it is also for the official, and it is appropriate to mention you one or two." Li Xuan nodded again and again and said yes.

"But the wounded soldier is a matter personally explained by the Holy Lord, if it is messed up and causes Long Yan to be displeased, who do you think will suffer first?"

"This ....."

When Li Xuan hesitated, Song Xiance changed his words and said: "However, only the doctor knows the doctor's affairs, and the saint is not omniscient and omnipotent." ”

"Oh, thank you for the mention." After receiving the express instructions of the superiors, Li Xuan finally put his mind at ease, as long as the superiors did not study the number of wounded soldiers and deaths in detail, he could continue to be confused.

"It's not over yet, you have to recommend someone to this official before you can do it, can there be a Xinglin Holy Hand you know in Shanxi?"

"Speaking of Shanxi, Xia Guan heard that there is a gentleman surnamed Fu in Taiyuan, who is worthy of the name of the Holy Hand."

"Tell me more about it." Song Xiance listened to Li Xuan tell the deeds of a doctor named Fu Shan, and at the same time made his own little calculations. By Chongzhen's side, he is still in a dispensable position, and at the moment, except for Yang Boxian, who can speak, no one treats him.

Li Xuan, a small medical officer, must have his own merits, and it is a good choice to sell his favor and add an ally to himself. As for the treatment of wounded soldiers, as long as the report is properly reported, there will be no major mistakes.

........

"Report! News came from Gudian that General Wang led his troops to resist the enemy on the other side of the river, and killed more than 500 enemies in a fierce battle. ”

"How about his own casualties?"

"The chief soldier didn't say anything."

Even if Wang Jinchao reported good news and not bad news, Chongzhen also knew that the casualties under his men would not be less, as long as he could hold it, Chongzhen comforted himself like this.

After the heralds retreated, Chongzhen inspected the city. Seeing that there are many vacancies in the city wall, all of which are caused by the artillery bombardment of the Qing army, the arrow tower on the urn city has collapsed into a ruin, and an endless stream of people have thrown themselves into it to clean up the wreckage, and from time to time the remains of soldiers who are pressed under the bottom are dragged out of it.

After first-hand battles, Chongzhen had a deep understanding of the artillery fire of the Qing army, and the all-out hold on to 15 days as expected now seems very unrealistic. Without waiting for me, Chongzhen glanced at the old Chen Tou, who commanded the people, from a distance, and then turned around and went down the city wall.

After taking the horse brought by the soldiers and turning over, the Qing army would not give him much time to breathe, the city wall looked already precarious, and he had to deploy the second line of defense in advance.

......

"How can this newcomer look so familiar?" In the barracks of the regimental training camp, Hu Mazi and others, who had just finished training, sat on their beds and talked about the new soldiers in the corner.

"We've seen him, and he often wanders around the surnamed Jiang, does the boss still have an impression?"

"The surname Jiang's side?" Hu Mazi touched his chin and vaguely remembered that the head of the pro-soldiers beside Jiang Jian was very similar to this person. Turning his head to the little brother who spoke, he asked, "Is it surnamed Chenlai?" ”

"That's right! The surname is Chen. ”

"Lao Tzu remembered, hum, this kid ....." Hu Mazi casually glared at the man, as if he thought of something unpleasant, and the little brother next to him observed his words and looks, and came up with an idea: "Why don't we fix him?" ”

Chen Zhuo squatted in the corner in a daze, his mind full of images of being in prison. He sat on the ground and listened to the wailing of the supervisor next door, Jiang Ping, and then the prince walked in softly, handed him a short knife, and said that he would choose to die here or on the battlefield.

Chen Zhuo chose the latter, cut off his hair with a short knife, and finally left the prison at the behest of the prince and went to the regimental training camp to report.

"New here, don't you know the rules?" The sound of finding fault interrupted Chen Zhuo's thoughts, and he saw the four of them surrounding him, his face full of ill intentions. Chen Zhuo stood up and walked through the gap, intending to find another place to stay, but someone grabbed his arm from behind.

Hu Mazi sat on the bed to enjoy the scene, and shouted: "What do you say, beat Lao Tzu!" Even if the four of them greeted with punches and kicks, Chen Zhuo didn't want to cause trouble, so he only cared about blocking the left and the right, and didn't fight back.

"What for!" There was a shout from the door, and the four of them hurriedly stopped, and all the people in the room looked towards the door.

"No, I said that the surname is Zhao, can the dog's eyes be clear? This isn't your folk, so what's wrong with you? Hu Mazi saw that Zhao Adi, who had returned from washing, was nosy, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"If you have the ability, bully the Tartars." Zhao Adi sneered and sarcastic, Hu Mazi immediately jumped to his feet, pointed at Zhao Adi and said, "Grandpa really pumped you this time, believe it or not?" ”

The two competed against each other, and it was not the first time to see the situation, and the two gangs of people gradually got closer to each other when they saw this, and the "big battle" was about to break out.

Chongzhen met Yang Boxian on the road, and when he saw that he was not in the barracks but followed Sun Xuanhuai to work in the warehouse, he laughed after asking the reason. It turned out that as Yang Bo first came into contact with more and more people and things, he felt more and more stupid, so he thought of taking advantage of the gap after training to ask Master Sun for some things to improve himself.

"Dereliction of duty should be punished." Yang Boxian heard Chongzhen say this, thinking that he was serious, he stood in place for a long time, and he didn't know how to explain it. was about to ask for help, but saw Sun Xuanhuai looking at him with a smile on his face, and then turned his head to look at Chongzhen, His Majesty, who was still full of seriousness, was laughing.

"Hahaha."

It seems that His Majesty is teasing himself, Yang Bo first recalled, subconsciously touched the back of his head and smirked, Sun Xuanhuai then spoke: "The heart of self-motivation is really rare." ”

"Boxian, lead me to the regimental training barracks."

.......

Along the way, Yang Boxian talked to Chongzhen about the results of recent training, saying that he had gradually figured out the method of military training, Chongzhen smiled and said nothing, pointing to the soldiers who were fighting together in front of him and asked: "What kind of training method is this?" ”

Uncle Yang was half dead when he saw it first, damn it! Without saying a word, he rode forward and rushed into the camp, and saw that people were beating each other everywhere. Zhao Adi and Hu Mazi were entangled together, rolling on the ground repeatedly, and the two hugged each other's necks and refused to let go.

"It's a dog." Yang Bo first found the right position, captured the thief and captured the king first, picked up the wooden stick and went straight to Zhao and Hu who were fighting together.

Seeing that the commander returned to the camp, the soldiers scattered around him all stopped, and only Yang Boxian grabbed the leaders on both sides in the field and beat them violently.

"Alright." Chongzhen's clear voice came, and the soldiers of the regimental training camp saw that the saint was coming, and they all gathered to stand in a queue as usual for training, and Chen Zhuo in the barracks also lowered his head and got into the queue.

"Those who fight privately in the army will receive twenty whips, each of whom will have a share, and they will receive it after the war." When I heard that I was going to be whipped, the soldiers were all depressed, and after twenty lashes, their buttocks were rotten, and they couldn't get to the ground for five or six days, and the taste was unbearable.

"Yang Boxian, if you don't restrain your subordinates effectively, you will be whipped thirty."

"Yes." Yang Bo first promised, and immediately glared at Hu Mazi fiercely, Zhao Adi's personality he knows, it must be this Hu Mazi who takes the lead in making trouble, see how Lao Tzu will clean you up in the future.

"The battle is urgent, wait for the order, immediately take your weapons and go out of the camp with me, and whoever kills an enemy on the battlefield can be reduced by ten lashes."