After a day of fighting, it was finally over, and Zhang Jiu led the surviving teenagers to join the soldiers of the northern Xinjiang without danger.

The teenagers helped their comrades collect the corpses and clean up the battlefield.

The blood stained the ground under Yuzhou City, and the original white disappeared and turned into a dazzling bright red.

On the city wall, Ye Yan and Liu Xiong looked at the fish belly white in the distance with tired faces.

"It's over, the troops are fleeing, and my Yuzhou has won."

Ye Yan rubbed his somewhat dizzy head and made a fixed voice: "I don't know what happened to the Dead Word Camp." ”

Thinking of those children, Ye Yan was inevitably a little worried, not worried about whether they could complete the task, but how many people would survive.

In troubled times, it is the fate of the soldiers in Northern Xinjiang to die for their country, but Ye Yan still hopes that they all come back alive.

Liu Xiong propped his hands on the city wall and looked down: "Shen Qing said about the battle damage." ”

Shen Qing's expression was serious: "Seriously injured 18,753 people, killed 24,611 people, and slightly injured 6,792 people.

Most of the seriously injured brothers had deep wounds, and the bleeding could not be stopped, and I am afraid that they would not live long. ”

In the end, Shen Qing's expression became sad, bleeding to death, what a painful thing for these soldiers.

"Isn't there enough hemostatic medicine?" Liu Xiong turned to Shen Qing and asked.

"No, as before, the hemostatic medicine is used, it has no effect at all, knowing the situation of death, several brothers do not want to endure such torture and have secretly bit their tongues and committed suicide."

Ye Yan heard it on the side, and thought that he had read a post on the Internet before, which talked about the content of people who had fallen behind in ancient medicine and died of blood, and his heart immediately moved.

"Brother Shen, hurry up and inform the brothers, I have a way to save them, go quickly."

Thinking that a soldier had already committed suicide, Ye Yan didn't care about Yu Yu and ordered directly to Shen Qing.

When Shen Qing heard that he could save the seriously injured brothers, he did not hesitate to leave quickly.

Seeing this, Liu Xiong did not stop him, nor did he blame Ye Yan's transgression, and asked Ye Yan seriously: "Do you really have a way to save it?"

Ye Yan nodded, "General, let people collect some silver threads, hemp wisps, long needles for sewing clothes, and some spirits." ”

According to Ye Yan's instructions, a group of soldiers quickly went to prepare, while Ye Yan and Liu Xiong walked quickly towards the wounded barracks.

Because there were no people in Yuzhou, the wounded soldiers were arranged in several inns in Yuzhou City, where the conditions were a little better than in other courtyards.

Ye Yan and Liu Xiong came to an inn where they were seriously injured first, pushed open the door, and several military doctors were anxiously trying to stop the bleeding soldiers who were bleeding.

Some of the soldiers were stabbed through the abdomen, others were disemboweled, their flesh turned open, and they bled profusely.

Hearing that Ye Yan wanted materials to save the lives of his brothers, the soldiers who collected the materials prepared what he wanted as quickly as possible.

He took the materials handed over by the soldiers.

Ye Yan stopped several busy military doctors and motioned to the military doctors to watch their movements carefully.

The military doctors were confused, and at this time, an older old military doctor spoke: "This son, why is this?"

Ye Yan kept moving, soaking the silver threads and hemp wisps with spirits, and then asked a soldier beside him for a fire fold burning a long needle.

After burning it repeatedly, Ye Yan took out the soaked silver wire and threaded the needle.

"Old military doctor, the wound is bleeding non-stop, and ordinary drugs are difficult to control, we can sew the wound like sewing clothes and then stop the bleeding."

Ye Yan was afraid that these people would not be able to hear the principle, so he could only explain it to them in the most straightforward words.

When the military doctors heard this, they looked like they were hell, how could people sew like clothes, isn't this just nonsense.

"How can this be reasonable, you are disregarding the lives of the soldiers, the general will let people take this son quickly."

Liu Xiong was also shocked when he heard what Ye Yan said, but seeing that Ye Yan looked serious and not joking, he stopped the urge to let people take him down and decided to take a look first.

"Brother, it can hurt a lot, you bear with it."

Without anesthetic, the pain of threading a needle through the human body is unimaginable.

"Childe is the strategist of the Dead Word Battalion, if you can become a strategist, you must be a scholar, I believe in you, and the strategist will do it boldly."

Ye Yan nodded, and didn't say anything more, his fingers tried not to let himself tremble because of nervousness.

After two stitches for a while, until Ye Yan finished sewing up the wound on Lao Sun's abdomen, he didn't see the old man say anything.

"Stop the bleeding."

The old military doctor trembled and handed over the hemostatic dispersion, looking at the old grandson who was stitched up in disbelief.

After being a physician all his life, he naturally saw that Lao Sun's wounds could be stopped with a little medicine.

If you can stop the bleeding, you can be cured, which is simply incredible.

Sprinkled to stop bleeding, Ye Yan raised his head and looked at the military doctor: "The old military doctor can see clearly." ”

The group of military doctors nodded again and again, looking at Ye Yan with adoring eyes, and the rest of the seriously injured soldiers who could open their eyes with the strength to open their eyes also looked at him like gods.

No one wants to die.

Ye Yan stood up and looked at the people in the inn: "The old military doctor will be handed over to you here, I have to go to the next inn, remember!" Try to be careful when stitching. ”

The military doctors clasped their fists and saluted, and the old military doctor stopped talking, and Ye Yan naturally guessed his thoughts.

"I will sort out the reasons for this and hand it over to the old gentleman for reference at that time."

After speaking, Ye Yan and Liu Xiong took more than a dozen soldiers out of the inn.

After coming out, Liu Xiong looked at Ye Yan with curiosity.

"The old man has been fighting all his life, and he has never seen anything to himself, but today your boy opened the old man's eyes, and this medical skill is probably a secret in the doctor's house."

Ye Yan grabbed a handful of Xue from the snow next to him, and rubbed the blood stains on his hands: "It's just a small road, compared to these soldiers who are charging into battle, it's not enough to mention." ”

Liu Xiong said seriously: "This law lets other countries know, I don't know how many saucers will come to assassinate and kidnap you, remember, don't show this law in other places except the military camp." ”

By the time Ye Yan taught all the military doctors, it was almost noon.

At this time, a soldier came to report, saying that the Dead Word Battalion had returned to the city, and Zhang Jiu was in Liu Xiong's small courtyard.

The group hurried back to the old man's courtyard, and Zhang Jiuzheng was standing in the courtyard pacing back and forth.

Seeing Liu Xiong coming in, he hurriedly ran forward and said, "General, the task is complete." ”

Liu Xiong nodded and motioned for Zhang Jiuye to enter the room and speak.

"How much is left in Camp Dead Word?"

Entering the room, Liu Xiong sat on the main seat and asked.

"More than one hundred and sixty."

Liu Xiong paused his hand for tea, and put down the teacup: "There are a lot of guards in the other party's tent?"

Zhang Jiu shook his head and said no, and then explained the trip in detail.

Ye Yan carefully analyzed what Zhang Jiu said.