With the order of Marshal Trevier, a new deployment began within the French army, the originally planned offensive under the city of Sevastopol was stopped, the large French army that had been ready to move was silenced again, and the artillery that had begun to move was also returned to its original position, and the kind of nonsensical and routine shelling continued, and they continued to besiege the fortress city. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Among the besieging French troops, part of the army was also temporarily withdrawn and prepared to continue their advance south to the port of Balaclava, which was being attacked by a large number of Russian troops.

Balaclava was located at the southernmost tip of the Crimean peninsula, not far from the French camp outside Sevastopol, and the two armies had always communicated well, so preparations for the march were quickly prepared, and the next day, the troops selected to reinforce the British began to leave their positions and march south.

In the rear of the army, the field hospitals with the army also began to be moved, and except for a few people who remained here, most of the doctors and nurses in the hospitals were ready to follow the troops south, because everyone knew that the place where the next head-on battle with the Russian army would be the place where the most blood would be shed, and where the young men from the three countries would continue to fight.

After receiving the notice, the hospital quickly began to prepare for the transfer, but unlike the field troops who had been fighting for many years, the field hospital had much more belongings and could not move as efficiently as the army, so it never moved.

Seeing this, Mademoiselle Fran de Treville, the actual head of the field hospital, could not sit still, and asked the maid who had followed her to summon several doctors who were responsible for the management to her.

"Now that the army has been deployed, our hospitals must be transferred as soon as possible, and they don't have time to wait for us." In front of the doctors, who were as young as they were nearly forty years old, she asked, in an attitude disproportionate to her age, "Why have we not acted for so long after the notice has been coming down?" Is it because you've been too tired lately to walk? ”

"Miss Treville, we ...... It doesn't matter to those of us, but now there are a lot of people waiting for surgery, and we don't have enough manpower, and the operation drags on for a long time, and if we just leave, there will be even more understaff, and some people's condition will deteriorate immediately, and eventually they will either become disabled or lose their lives. One of the attending doctors looked embarrassed, then hesitantly replied, "Also, there are so many seriously wounded here who must be cared for, and it is impossible for them to move with us, and if we just leave, they will be left to fend for themselves." ”

"I know we can save a lot of lives by staying here. However, the Russians are now forcing us to go, and now that the main battlefield has changed places, the best doctors must follow the troops there, because only there can more people be saved. Fran immediately replied, "Hurry up and count the wounded who are now in serious condition, judge their injuries, and take away what we can, and we can't take it away...... Just let them stay here. ”

Her voice suddenly lowered when she spoke, because everyone understood that if they did leave, it would be tantamount to abandoning these people in the face of death, and they could only resign themselves to fate. For a moment, the doctors' faces turned a little pale.

Since these doctors volunteered to come to the front line, they are naturally people with a sense of mission and morality, and from the perspective of doctors' morality, this is really an unacceptable decision, and it is naturally difficult for them to speak.

But they also knew that Miss Tréville's decision was the right one, and they could not refute it, and some of them were even relieved that someone else had made such a decision for them.

"Gentlemen, it's not a question of two people, it's a question of a thousand or two thousand, and sometimes we have to make such trade-offs." Seeing that the mood at the scene was a little low, Fran continued, "I know that everyone's life is precious, and we can't use it for arithmetic problems, but now we can only do arithmetic problems!" If we could give up one person to save the lives of a hundred people, we would do it! ”

"Okay, miss, we'll do it right away." The other doctor nodded, "I've asked my student to pack his things, but there's a surgery that's still going on, and I'll probably be able to leave when it's done." ”

"Okay, please follow my orders and leave immediately, the doctor who has been determined to be transferred will not be allowed to perform new surgeries other than those already performed. Medicines and materials and equipment must also be sealed immediately, and we cannot afford to waste them here. Fran continued to give the order, then sighed softly and looked up at the doctors, "You cannot have a burden of conscience, and I will not allow you to have, for you have saved so many people, perhaps more favorably than a Roman bishop...... Don't feel any guilt, you are following my will, and God will only ask me even if he is responsible. ”

"Please don't say that, if God punishes you, there will be no justice in the world!" One doctor couldn't help but say, "Miss Treville, I'm excited to work with you, and I'm happy to share the responsibility with you." ”

After him, the other doctors made the same statement, much to Flanna's heart.

Unlike the intrigue social arena, everyone has only the same purpose, so the relationship between people has become very simple, and everyone is working hard here with enthusiasm and sincerity, not afraid of hardships and dangers for personal gain, so it is easier to rise to a like-minded touch.

During this time, she had long been accustomed to that kind of hard days, following the army to a strange area thousands of miles away from her hometown, all kinds of materials were quite scarce, for a girl like her, who had never suffered much since she was a child, this kind of upheaval life was really difficult to adapt.

However, with that innate perseverance, she still overcame all kinds of inconveniences, adapted to this life of tossing and turning, and in this hard transfer still tried to take care of the wounded and sick who followed the hospital transfer, the hardships and efforts she endured, but also in the eyes of these wounded and sick, this kind of unpretentious sincerity has also won their respect, word of mouth has already beautified her into a perfect woman, and invisibly let her have a reputation that is difficult for others to achieve.

However, no matter what others think of her, she still knows very well in her heart that she is not a perfect woman, but a person who is fighting against fate.

However, although she came to the front line with an unpure purpose, after staying on the front line for so long, she was full of sympathy for the doctors and wounded soldiers around her, and she sincerely hoped that she could help more people, so that more people could return to their hometowns alive and continue to leave hope for the future.

This feeling did not come from false disguise, but from the pity for the poor warriors that arose after becoming accustomed to the cruelty of the battlefield.

How can a person not feel a little compassion after seeing those front-line soldiers who have to fight on the front line all the time, suffering in all kinds of harsh environments until they finally lose their limbs and lives?

Although Fran spoke very hard in front of these doctors for the sake of encouragement, she did not feel good in her own heart, because many of these people who were destined to be given up by her were taken care of by herself, and she listened to them, and understood their joys and sorrows, and understood their fears...... If she had to choose, she wouldn't be willing to make such a decision at all.

However, in order not to let others waver, and in order to grab time, she made a decision without wavering, and behaved as firm as her brother.

Of course, that doesn't mean she really doesn't want to do anything more for these wounded people at all.

"I have already told a commander I know that after we are gone, he will send some of his off-duty soldiers to assist those who remain to take care of the wounded, and will not leave them to fend for themselves." Fran suddenly whispered, "I'll keep the necessary medicine as well." ”

"What?" The doctors were surprised. "This ...... That's not in order, right? ”

The education level of the soldiers is generally not high, and they are all rough men, so they have no necessary knowledge of caring for the wounded, and more importantly, if they see their comrades-in-arms wailing and dying without treatment under serious injuries, it will seriously damage the morale of the troops.

With this in mind, Marshal Tréville strictly forbade healthy soldiers to approach the places where the seriously wounded were treated, which is why the doctors were so surprised, because such a practice violated the rules of the army.

"We have to respect the rules of the military, but that doesn't mean we have to stick to rigid rules every second. Grandpa made this rule because he was afraid that the soldiers would not dare to fight when they saw the bloody hospital, but if we left so many wounded and left them to fend for themselves, the morale of the officers and soldiers would be even more damaged, and it would also blow their confidence in us...... Isn't it? Fran smiled wryly, "If the soldiers knew that we would do everything we could to help them, they would at least have some comfort in their hearts." ”

"But...... What if the above is pursued? A doctor asked.

"I am the granddaughter of the commander-in-chief, and this level of convenience is still available, even if the above investigates it, I can still withstand it." Fran gestured to stop them from further questioning. "Okay, time is running out, let's not waste any more time here, let's hurry up and pack our things, we will leave in half an hour, we have to keep up with the army!"

"Okay." The others took the order and left.

It must be said that Fran's purpose was achieved, and the pace of the people was much lighter as she walked, apparently comforting her approach.

However, in the current environment, what about these seriously wounded and wounded soldiers waiting for surgery, even if there is soldier care? In the end, most of them are resigned to fate.

Many of the medicines left behind were powerful painkillers, and Fran hoped that at least these people would be able to suffer a little less when they were destined to die, and at least they could go to the other world in as relaxed circumstances as possible.

Sometimes, people can only deceive themselves, she said sadly.

This sadness did not last long, and soon, Fran adjusted her mood and embarked on a new journey with most of the personnel of the field hospital.

After this period of getting along, the army has seen the importance of this field hospital, so it has given it great attention, in order to facilitate the hospital's mobility, the army has specially equipped the hospital with a team of pack horses, most of the equipment, medicines and supplies are loaded onto the cart, and these pack horses are carried forward.

In order to protect the hospital in the transfer, the army has also sent a cavalry team to protect it, and they will follow the troops to the new front line.

The cavalry and the pack horses they defended formed a long marching column, and in the center of the procession, Fran, on horseback, followed the cavalry in front of him unhurriedly through the Crimean wilderness.

Originally, she could have traveled in a carriage like the doctors and nurses, but because she was feeling a little depressed at this time, she decided to ride a horse on her own.

She was not a good horseman, but she was able to cope with the slow pace of the march, when a large crowd gathered around her, and all kinds of voices kept coming to her ears.

The cool autumn breeze swept through the wilderness, and the road became a little potholed because of the march of the troops ahead, and large tracts of dirt were turned out to reveal an ugly black, and as far as the eye could see, the motley horses were rubbing listlessly forward, and the uniforms and civilian clothes of the people were mixed together, and everything was so disorganized.

Fran, who used to like quiet and clean, would hate such a sight, but now it is different, there are so many creatures with vigorous vitality, and all of them are complete, this scene brings her great comfort, she has finally come out of the bloody hell temporarily, although she is destined to return soon, but it is good to have a breather.

"Miss Treville?" While Fran was still pondering, a trembling greeting suddenly came from beside her.

Fran's eyes widened and she looked to the side to see that she was greeted by a young man in a cavalry uniform.

"Is that you?" She recognized it right away.

"Yes, it's me...... Thank goodness I had the opportunity to meet you again. The young man on the horse had a flushed face with excitement, and his voice trembled, "You're surprised, I'm really on the front line......