Jiang Yuqing's arrival was welcomed by all the soldiers of the Yumen Pass camp. Qin Yijian also specially assigned her a small tent and arranged a tent for the several female nurses she brought.

Considering his own particularity, Jiang Yuqing readily accepted such an arrangement.

In the cold and sloomy camp, because of their arrival, there is a touch of vivid color. The coming big war doesn't seem so terrible anymore.

After settling down, while the war had not yet begun, Jiang Yuqing took all the doctors, military doctors and medical apprentices to do the last ambulance drill.

After correcting some deficiencies, preparations for the war began in full swing. For example, in the camp for wounded soldiers, set up as many tents as possible, and put up the simple marching beds brought one by one to ensure that the wounded do not lie on the cold ground.

It is better to have it in hand than not to use it when it is not available.

After setting up enough tents, the tents and the beds in them were coded to make it easier to manage.

In addition, a separate dispensing room and a separate women's hut were built.

Just ready. There was wolf smoke on the Great Wall, everywhere, from far to near.

The 140,000 iron horsemen of the Hun Tartars also rushed to the outside of the Yumen Pass with great momentum.

At the same time, after the soldiers of Great Xia saw the wolf smoke, they also set up a posture outside the city and waited for it.

The sky was overcast, and the howling cold wind mixed with snow particles blew on people's faces, like knives. Standing on the city wall and looking down, there were all black and oppressive human heads.

With the neighing of war horses, the air was tense like a powder keg, and it exploded at one point.

The Great War is imminent!

Suddenly, the heavy war drums sounded "dong, dong, dong", as if directly on people's hearts.

After a volley of arrows dripping with cold light, another order was given, and in an instant, the shouting of killing shook the sky.

The Great War has begun!

Jiang Yuqing looked at the high city wall with a solemn face, there was a cruel battlefield outside, and here, the battlefield that belonged to her was coming.

The first battle lasted for two full hours, and the Hun Tartars did not take advantage of the slightest advantage, so they had to leave the corpses in one place and temporarily withdraw their troops.

A small victory in Daxia!

The Great Xia doctors, who had been waiting inside the city wall for a long time, rushed out with stretchers as soon as the city gate was opened.

They quickly bandaged the wounded to stop the bleeding, then tied various colored straps around their wrists, carried them on stretchers and ran quickly to the city gates. Even the soldiers who sacrificed moved back one by one!

Everything was so well trained and methodical.

On the other hand, on the side of the Tartars, when they broke away, those who could only move could only climb on their own horses, and those who could not climb waited for them to die.

The various tribes of the Xiongnu lived in pursuit of water and grass, except for the royal family, most of them did not even have a stable residence, let alone any doctors.

Hold on, in some large tribes, there can be a witch doctor. On weekdays, if you are sick, you can only wait for death if you can't resist it. During the war, although there were several witch doctors who followed, they were all close to the royal family or the leaders of various tribes.

Therefore, those wounded soldiers who barely escaped back could at best bandage themselves or ask their companions to help with some medicine. If you can live, it is luck, and if you can't live, it can only be fate.

Moreover, they worship the strong in their bones, and when they are sick, they represent weakness, and the weak are not worthy to live in this world.

As soon as the wounded of Daxia got off the battlefield, the doctors waiting in the big camp immediately understood as soon as they saw the straps on their hands. The red ones are the first to be saved, the yellow ones are second, and the green ones are the second.

With a military doctor or doctor, with three assistants as a group, several surgical tents are carried out at the same time. After bandaging one and carrying it out, the other came in, and the doctors did not raise their heads even if they were busy, they were still busy and orderly.

At the beginning of the day, he was busy until the second half of the night, and finally the last wounded person was cured and sent to the ward. Everyone just sat on the ground and couldn't get up.

For seven hours, the doctors and nurses stood and bent over to perform the operation. I haven't drunk a glass of water, I haven't eaten a mouthful of food, except that I can't hold it back, and I ran to the thatched house between the two surgeries.

Rao is Jiang Yuqing, an immortal cultivator, is also a little unable to hold on. She was performing surgery while giving life to the seriously wounded, so she was not in any better shape than the other doctors.

After sitting on the ground for a while, he secretly used the little spiritual power he had left to move his legs, and then he stood up on the tent pillar.

Outside, a doctor saw the opportunity and brought a meal. The doctors seized the time to put on hot water, hastily gnawed two nests, and then got up again to go to the ward.

Tonight and tomorrow, there is still a tough battle to be fought, and they don't have time to sleep. The wounded had just undergone surgery, and many of them had fever, which needed to be treated in time.

or medication, or physical cooling. If the condition deteriorates, it needs to be carried into the operating room again for rescue. It wasn't until dawn that the doctors helped each other into their tents for two hours.

Then a new round of war began, which lasted for several days.

The longest record of the doctors was that they did not close their eyes for three days, and some doctors even had surgery and fell to the ground and never woke up.

The deputy had to hold back tears to carry him down, take the scalpel and continue his previous work.

I have experienced a lot of surgeries, and everyone has practiced the skills in their hands. Many of the previous deputies have now become the chief surgeon and can take the doctor and apprentice.

This battle has been going on for many days, because of the unity of the Great Xia, desperate resistance, the Huns were forced to block the Huns outside the Yumen Pass, not allowed to enter the front half an inch.

The Xiongnu could not attack for a long time, suffered heavy casualties, and still failed to step into the Yumen Pass, but they were reluctant to withdraw easily.

Similarly, the soldiers of Great Xia also suffered a lot of casualties.

Jiang Yuqing hadn't slept for two days and two nights, and she was also very tired. But I saw that the seriously wounded were carried in one by one. She can only grit her teeth and persevere, and if she persists longer, she will be able to save one more person.

There are also those who are too seriously injured to disappear before they can get on the operating table. In the face of this, Jiang Yuqing could not do anything, so he could only cover them with a white cloth with tears.

Most of them were young, like this lad who had just been brought in.

He had four stab wounds and one arrow wound on his body, and only one survived. The deadliest was an arrow wound in the chest. The tartars are very vicious, and the arrows have barbs on them, and they are even soaked in biotoxins or feces.

If there were no anti-inflammatory drugs such as penicillin, Daxia didn't know how many soldiers would be lost.

By this time, the shaft of the arrow had been cut off from the soldier's chest, and only an inch was left outside. Jiang Yuqing was afraid that he would not be able to hold on, so he immediately gave him a trace of vitality.

As soon as he cut the tattered armor on his chest, a blood-soaked white cloth fell out.

Jiang Yuqing opened it and took a look, only to see a big word "death" embroidered in the middle of the blood cloth, and a line of small words next to it: "Ci'er has a flag of death, wipe the blood when injured, and wrap the body after death." Go forward bravely, don't look forward to your duty. ”

Jiang Yuqing's tears welled up all of a sudden, what a great mother must be to give her son such a flag.

Her deputies also saw the words on the flag, and one of the girls burst into tears, crying and scolding: "Damn Hun Tartars......"

Jiang Yuqing put aside the "death" flag, wiped away his tears, took a deep breath and said to the girls: "Don't cry, save people first!" While speeding up the movements of his hands, he secretly increased the input of vitality.

The king of Hades wants people, and it depends on her Jiang Yuqing!

She must let him go back to his mother alive!

Fortunately, she finally succeeded in snatching him back from the clutches of death. After bandaging him, she saw the identity wooden tag "He Yunfei" on his neck. It's a nice name.

As for the blood-stained "death" flag, Jiang Yuqing rolled it up with a piece of clean gauze and gently placed it beside him......

Another day and a night passed, and Jiang Yuqing finally dragged his numb legs and walked down from his exclusive bench.

The fighting was briefly stopped, and the doctors and nurses were finally able to catch their breath.

Walking out of the door of the operating room, Jiang Yuqing took off his mask and took a deep breath of the fresh cold air outside. After smelling the smell of disinfectant water and blood for three days and three nights in a row, the smell of fresh air was really good, and she could even taste the sweetness.

It's just that the sun is setting too fast, and it's still overhead, and it's dark in the blink of an eye.

Seeing her small body fall to the ground silently, the surrounding crowd suddenly panicked.

"County Lord!" "Little Miracle Doctor!" "Come on, the little doctor has fainted!" After a period of panic, Jiang Yuqing was carried to her tent.

Other doctors have seen and determined that there is nothing serious, which is exhausting and dizzy. When the wounded soldiers heard that Jiang Yuqing was tired and fainted, they immediately blew up.

Everyone wanted to come and see him, but they were stopped by other doctors: "You don't need to go to see it, you will rush over in a swarm to make her sleep." You guys take good care of your injuries and get better soon, it's the best reward for her! ”

The wounded soldiers were pressed with red eyes.

Jiang Yuqing's fainting was quickly reported to Qin Yijian. Qin Yi Jian was discussing the battle situation with several lieutenants.

Hearing the report of his subordinates, his expression was quite complicated: "We owe this child too much." When the war is over, General Ben will definitely write to His Majesty to ask for credit for her! ”

Several generals also said with trepidation: "It should be!" If it weren't for her, we don't know how many people would have been lost at this point.

Now the first group of lightly wounded people have all healed and can go to war again. The seriously wounded are also recovering very well.

It can be said that in addition to the soldiers who were directly damaged on the battlefield, less than 20% of the wounded were actually killed. This is a number that we never dared to think of before! ”

"Yes, she is really the lucky star of our Great Xia." Qin Yijian sighed, put down the sand table of deduction and got up: "Let's go, go see our little hero!" ”