Sun Xueyi, as a leading general, will not easily go into battle to fight, and generally sit in command in the Chinese army or JYG.

He was hit by an arrow, which was considered unlucky.

But the front-line soldiers are different, they are all fighting on the front line, and they are at risk of losing their lives all the time, and injuries are inevitable.

Under the leadership of the military doctor, the group came to the nunnery, which is the place where the wounded are treated in the army.

As soon as they arrived inside, a pungent smell of blood rushed towards them, and the sound of the wounded soldiers wailing in pain was deafening.

Li Changfeng glanced at the scene, and a slight anger flashed in his eyes.

Chunni wrinkled his nose, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked around at the wounded, his expression gradually becoming a little unbearable.

The humble nunnery was densely packed with wounded, some with straw mats underneath them, and most of them simply lay on the ground, with only a few beds as far as the eye could see.

The number of wounded is too high and medical resources are seriously inadequate.

Each wounded person was more or less bandaged, and it had been dyed red by blood, because there was no such thing as analgesics in this world, and every wounded person looked pained.

It's still good.

What's more, they lack arms and legs, and they are constantly rolling and wailing, which is so tragic that it makes people's scalp tingle, and they can't help but feel pity.

Chunni has lived in Bai Yujing for a long time, where has he seen such a real tragic scene in the world, and for a while his heart seemed to be pressed by a huge stone.

Chunni remembered the sentence on the plaque of Baiyujingshan Gate.

The vultures do not cultivate goodness, Teng Teng does not create evil, the silence is cut off, and the heart is empty.

There is neither good nor evil in the Dharma she cultivates.

Whether it is good or evil, it depends on a thought.

She was simple and kind-hearted, and at this moment she had the determination to cultivate the Fa.

At this moment, she was full of disgust with the war and full of anger at the Hu side that provoked the war.

If he is not a monk of Bai Yujing, but an ordinary person, a participant and victim of this war, what kind of situation would it be?

Thinking of this, Chunni shuddered.

Li Changfeng didn't know the change in Chunni's mentality, and he didn't know how much her outlook on life had been impacted, and he was comforting the injured soldiers at this time.

The injured soldiers struggled to get up and pay homage when they learned of his identity, but were stopped by Li Changfeng.

"Lie down and don't move, cultivate well, this is a military order!"

The words were very strong, but they contained love, and even Chunni felt it, and couldn't help but put away his thoughts and look at Li Changfeng.

The wounded in the nunnery also stared at Li Changfeng, looking excited.

"Your Highness, you must avenge us!"

"Damn the Hu people, you must kill them all!"

"My best brother died under their arrows, his child is only three years old, why didn't I die alone?!"

"It's the war started by the Hu people, they deserve to die!"

“……”

Li Changfeng could only comfort them again and again, promising that he would avenge them, and then took penicillin to inject critically ill patients.

He personally demonstrated how many injections he had taken, and after confirming that the military doctors had learned everything, he handed them over to them, and he was on the side to guide them on the spot.

It was not until the military doctor completely mastered the skills of injection and disinfection that Li Changfeng left.

It was already dark by this time.

Li Changfeng sat on a stone outside the nunnery a little tiredly, looking at the brilliant galaxy in the sky in a daze.

The last time he went on a southern expedition, he visited the injured soldiers in Zhennanguan and glanced at them in a hurry, and he was not so intuitive about the pain they were suffering.

Now, in order to promote penicillin, after getting close to these wounded people, his mind is inevitably a little shocked.

The war is too cruel.

And the medicine of this world is really too backward.

Nuclear weapons are important, and so is medicine.

He decided to increase his investment in medical research after returning to the capital after this northern expedition.

Chunni looked at his side face and suddenly said, "These people are too miserable. ”

Li Changfeng nodded: "Yes, this is war." ”

Chunni said seriously: "You should end this war as soon as possible, you have such an ability!" ”

Li Changfeng glanced at Chunni with interest, and said tentatively: "You Bai Yujing have more ability like this, why don't you do it?" ”

"The rules don't allow it."

"Why?"

"You think, once we make a move, we will be ambushed for thousands of miles, if all the immortal sects make a move, the casualties of these mortals will be even greater."

Li Changfeng couldn't help but think of what Emperor Qianwu said when he had a deep conversation with him in the imperial study, the sword qi from the top of Baiyujing Mountain came across the sky, and in an instant, thousands of elite corpses separated, and the leading generals exploded into a blood mist.

It would be disastrous for such beings to meddle in secular warfare.

Li Changfeng let out a long sigh and did not speak.

Chunni wondered, "Why are you sighing?" ”

Li Changfeng got up: "Because I can't help it." ”

After speaking, he walked towards the handsome camp.

He really can't help it.

Artillery is suitable for positional warfare, not for movement warfare.

Along the way, he was thinking of a way to retreat from the enemy, but without an effective way, the war was likely to become a protracted tug-of-war.

Chunni looked at Li Changfeng's departing back, and for the first time there was a worried mood.

Even he can't help it, who can?

Will we see more human misery in the future?

This night, Li Changfeng stared at the map in Shuaiying for a long time, and did not fall asleep until late at night.

Chunni stood in the open space outside the Shuai camp, looking at the starry sky, and did not leave until Li Changfeng turned off the lights in the Shuai camp.

Day 2.

Li Changfeng woke up early and only listened to the howling of the wind outside.

He dressed and was about to check on the condition of the wounded, when a strong wind blew in front of him as soon as he walked out of the camp.

The wind on the northern border was unexpectedly strong, blowing so hard that he could barely open his eyes, and subconsciously turned his head sideways to avoid the oncoming wind.

Bang Bang Bang!

The handsome flag was blown and crackled, and it caught Li Changfeng's eyes.

Li Changfeng was stunned, stretched out his hand to feel the wind speed, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a bold idea suddenly appeared.

"Haha......"

Li Changfeng couldn't help laughing.

Chunni appeared beside him at some point, and wondered, "Why are you laughing all of a sudden?" ”

Li Changfeng was not surprised, and said with a smile: "This prince has a premonition that there will be happy events!" ”

Just then, a familiar voice came from a distance.

"Brother Jiu! Brother Jiu! General Sun Xueyi woke up! ”

"Those soldiers who were in a penicillin coma yesterday have also woken up!"

"Those who are not in a coma and are seriously injured, the situation is also improving!"

I saw Li Jianye, who was wearing heavy armor, with a face full of excitement, and ran towards Li Changfeng quickly, followed by a military doctor who looked equally excited.

Li Changfeng looked at Chunni and smiled slightly.

"You see I'm right, right? There was a happy event. ”

After speaking, Li Changfeng walked towards Sun Xueyi's big tent.

Chunni's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he followed.

Could he really be a prophet?

(End of chapter)