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Xianyang Storm Chapter 106

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    In Linzi City, Zhao Jun was inspecting the wounded soldiers near the east city gate. Yu Ji and Yu Ziqi had cleared a clear space here and set up many tents to accommodate the wounded soldiers and facilitate timely management.  "Ah, it hurts" "Ah" As soon as Zhao Jun entered the place where the wounded soldiers were wounded, he heard mixed cries of pain.  These soldiers suffered from trauma in the city, and there was no numbness yet. The soldiers could only endure the pain and receive disinfection, stop the bleeding or get stitches. For a moment, the entire east gate was filled with the sound of painful wails, and there were people who entered the camp to visit their families.  Crying and mourning.  When the soldiers guarding the city heard this, they couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts. This is war. They are very lucky to be alive. Many of Yuhi's brothers have closed their eyes now.  In a tent, Zhao Jun smelled a strong smell of blood as soon as he walked in. A lying soldier was grabbing the quilt with bulging hands, his eyes were wide open, and he was biting a wooden stick desperately in his mouth. He had a big forehead.  Cold sweat was like a waterfall, and a beast-like roar came from his throat.  There was also a military doctor holding a red-hot iron and ravaging his thighs covered with flesh and blood. When the red-hot iron touched the flesh and blood, a small amount of green smoke was emitted, and there was a "chichi" sound, exuding a smell.  The smell of burnt meat.  There is no way. After all, there are few military doctors and herbalists with good medical skills in the camp. So many wounded soldiers can only come one by one. Those who have not had their turn or whose injuries cannot wait can only be treated by other military doctors first.  "However, medical skills are rudimentary and we can only use primitive methods. This kind of soldering iron is heated red with high temperature fire and then burned on the wound. It can destroy the capillaries in an instant and achieve the effect of stopping bleeding.  And after high-temperature scalding, many bacteria have been scalded to death, and ordinary trauma herbs are applied to the outside. As long as it is not too serious, it can be cured in two to three months.  There is one drawback, it hurts too much.  Some people couldn't survive it and died on the spot.  Fortunately, the wounded soldier in front of Zhao Jun survived. The military doctor bandaged his wound, registered his daily medication, and then saluted Zhao Jun and left in a hurry.  There are too many wounded soldiers.  Zhao Jun walked up to the wounded soldier, lowered his head and said with a smile: "Your name is Wang Fugui, right? How about you, can you still go to the battlefield in the future?" Wang Fugui improved a lot after being given the herbal medicine. Seeing that it was Zhao Jun who came in person,  And called him by name.  He was so ecstatic that he seemed to have forgotten the pain, and struggled to get up, but was stopped by Zhao Jun.  In the end, Wang Fugui lay on the low bed, tried to straighten his chest, and said firmly: "Yes, I can still run. I was inexperienced last time. I was stabbed when I was distracted. Next time I fight with others, I promise  The first one to stab him to death." Zhao Jun squatted down, patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged: "Okay, I appreciate a man like you. If you suffer a loss this time, you will get it back next time, so do your best.  I won¡¯t treat any brave man badly.¡± ¡°Yes, I will certainly cry.¡± Before he could finish his words, Wang Fugui began to sob excitedly.  Finally, Zhao Jun comforted him before leaving the camp and going to the next place.  When Zhao Jun walked out of a tent again, he saw the middle of the camp.  A middle-aged woman was crying over a dead young soldier who was obviously seriously injured on a stretcher.  "Son, why did you leave so early? How can you live alone as a child?" Zhao Jun couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.  The most painful thing was when the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away. He walked over to the woman, gave her a deep bow, and said, "Madam, it's because of me that I'm so tired of this." As soon as the woman heard about Zhao Jun,  At this, when he saw several people dressed as iron guards behind Zhao Jun, they waved their hands in panic and said: "No, no, this is all due to my bad luck in childhood, and the county governor's office has given me a heavy compensation, which is enough for me."  The family is living, and I have a grandson who can inherit his title. I feel honored for my son. " "Don't worry, aunt, I will never treat meritorious soldiers poorly. In this way, I will be here in a few days.  Set up a workshop in Linzi and do some handicrafts. If you can't farm, come to the workshop and your wages will still be paid. " "It's something I couldn't ask for." The woman was very grateful, and finally turned to her dead son and said sadly: "Son, you come with me.  I have found a good Marquis. Don¡¯t worry when you go underground. Mom will live well with Xiaobao so that she can serve the Marquis in the future.¡± It took Zhao Jun a whole day to express condolences to the wounded soldiers one by one.  After reading it again, Zhao Jun was not happy at all when faced with the touching feelings and numerous thanks from those soldiers, only heaviness remained.  The number of casualties this time exceeded 3,000, of which more than 1,000 died, and more than 800 were seriously injured. After being cured, they could only serve as ordinary government servants, guarding the place. Even the iron guards were seriously injured.  Many people, more than a dozen died.  Finally, when it was almost dark, Zhao Jun was waiting at Xiong Le.Surrounded by guards, he came to the city wall.  The soldiers on the city wall were still immersed in grief, and they missed the dead Paoze. In addition, the bursts of screams in the wounded soldiers' camp also affected them all the time. A faint aura of sadness permeated the city wall.  .  Zhao Jun walked to the city gate tower and stood on the wall. He glanced calmly at the faces of all the guarding soldiers. When he attracted the attention of more than 20,000 soldiers, he suddenly pulled out his long sword.  .  He just heard him speak loudly: "I know that many brothers have left us forever and can no longer fight side by side with us. Maybe yesterday everyone was drinking strong drinks together and bragging, but today they have closed their eyes.  , I will never be able to grab a drink with you, pat my chest and brag. So you are very sad and miss me very much. I feel the same pain as you. Watching a good brother close his eyes, I believe that no one can.  It will be better." Tens of thousands of soldiers all bowed their heads after hearing this, and even shed tears in their eyes. Zhao Jun's words resonated strongly with them, and they couldn't help but feel sad.  "But!" Zhao Jun changed the subject and said, "But we are all proud of them, aren't we? How did they die? They died in battle, for our victory, for most of us. Now  You can still stand here and die, including the injured brothers. So I, Zhao Jun, am proud of the dead brothers, proud of the injured brothers, and proud of all the brothers who fought hard. Tell me loudly.  "Are you proud of them?" "Yes." After hearing Zhao Jun's words, everyone's eyes flashed with inexplicable enthusiasm.  I couldn't help shouting.  "I didn't hear clearly enough. The dead and injured brothers didn't hear clearly either. Now, please tell them loudly that you are proud of him!" "I am proud of the injured brother, and I am proud of the war.  Proud of the dead brothers!" A loud roar echoed in the city.  It could be heard almost three miles away, and everyone looked up to the sky and roared.  When the soldiers in the wounded barracks in the city heard this, they all had tears in their eyes and held the bedding tightly with both hands. My brother Zhao Jun shouted again: "Well, since they left to protect you, then please tell me  Me, do you want to live well, do you want to take revenge, do you want to win the battle!" "Yes! Yes! Yes!" All the soldiers' eyes turned red, and they roared to the sky. Even the soldiers in the wounded camp struggled to stand up.  Tearing open his chest and shouting.  hysteria.  "Okay! You are actually not weaker than the group of mud-legged people outside the city. Whether it is training or fighting skills and physical fitness, you are far superior to them. The reason why there are casualties this time is because you are inexperienced and have never been on the battlefield.  But after this baptism of fire, I believe that you are the best warriors." Suddenly.  Zhao Jun raised his Wushan Sword and roared loudly: "Therefore, I also believe that you will be an invincible army that cannot be defeated, defeated, and even more indestructible. No one can destroy your ironclad army."  General will. I will lead you to dominate the world and crush all the armies that dare to attack us!" "I will fight for you to the death!" "I will fight for you to the death!  Serve the Marquis!" At this time, no matter whether it is the soldiers in the city.  The wounded soldiers in the city, or Lu Ze and other generals who heard the sound, all shouted loudly, and for a moment, the entire Linzi City burst out with strong fighting spirit.  Seeing this, Zhao Jun breathed a sigh of relief and made some arrangements before returning home.  As soon as Dare returned home, Zhao Jun arranged for Yu Ji, Mu Xing, and Mrs. Qing to jointly build a workshop, which was arranged by the government to mainly produce some military supplies. This solved the problem of comforting some seriously injured soldiers and the families of the deceased, and at the same time also  It can solve the problem of military supplies and greatly increase the efficiency of providing military supplies, similar to an arsenal.  He also ordered Sima Xin to build a mausoleum in Linzi, and those who died in the war were buried together. This can be regarded as a disguised honor.  In addition, regarding military doctors, the shortcomings of the scarcity of military doctors have now emerged. Many soldiers did not die in battle, but mostly died from injuries that could not be treated promptly and effectively. In this regard, Zhao Jun could only ask Zhong Yu to recruit doctors.  Then we can solve the problem by openly accepting disciples and giving them money.  Finally, Zhao Jun found Bai Ying again and asked him to arrange some people to monitor Linzi City. Although with his current reputation in Linzi, it is unlikely that anyone would respond to the rebellion, but he must be on guard against others. After all, Qin  The harsh governance of the dynasty was really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the image of the officials was not very good. He could not guarantee whether there would be any leftover nobles of Qi in Qi.  "Master Hou, you have shown your military spirit today." As soon as he returned to the study room of the Hou Mansion, Wei Liao smiled at Zhao Jun.    Zhao Jun shook his head calmly. If this method was used to gain military morale, it was really not what he wanted. He just didn't want to see the living people still depressed, so he didn't think too much.  "Military advisor, judging from the six years of training of our army, Tang Li and the others may not be able to defeat Ge Ying in one battle if you come up with a plan. Their weaknesses are also obvious." Wei Liao smiled: "But if not  After a bloody battle, more of us will die in the future. Ci is not in charge, Lord Marquis." Zhao Jun nodded helplessly. He should have expected the current situation from the beginning.  "Military advisor, now it's our turn to take action. I want to defeat Ge Ying in one battle and avenge my dead brother." Zhao Jun said with burning eyes.  Wei Liao nodded: "Whether Ge Ying fights or retreats, he can't escape from the hands of the Marquis. However, the troops must be as stable as Mount Tai. The closer the last moment, the more calm he must be. The Marquis just orders the soldiers in the city to prepare for the battle.  In addition, no matter whether it is inside or outside the city, Wu Bi will send detailed inspections carefully to prevent him from jumping over the wall. As soon as Ge Ying's army moves, it will be the time for the Marquis to counterattack. " "Well, this time I want his entire army to be annihilated.  !" Zhao Jun clenched his fist.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. 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