The Qin army of 300,000 besieged the city on three sides, and the Dazhai stretched for dozens of miles, besieging Xuchang.

There is a separate camp at the rear of the flank, which is where the wounded soldiers are located.

1,800 years ago, it was not as important as the Ming and Qing dynasties a few hundred years ago to pay attention to wounded soldiers. At this time, there was a shortage of materials, and the general soldiers had no medicine available, so they endured minor injuries and buried them alive if they were seriously injured. Often, the wounded barracks are in tatters, bloody and wailing, just like the refugee camps.

However, there is no way to do this, just because doctors are scarce, and medicinal herbs are only useful to officers of the same level.

However, the Qin army's wounded barracks, at that time, the level of treatment was top-notch, except for surgery, almost comparable to the early modern period.

The Qin army's wounded battalion is clean and tidy, not to mention the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. On the ropes between the tents were white clothes and bedding. The gauze like snow is wrapped around the rope to dry like a snake.

The wounded were in the sun, chatting in groups of three or five. And those who are bedridden are also taken care of.

"Xiaolan, don't leave ......." A soldier with a broken arm, wrapped in bandages, chases a "nurse": "The next time I come back, I will definitely take a silver medal of merit of the second class, no no gold!" ”

Some comrades-in-arms laughed and said: "Lao Zhang, are you still a silver medal, there is a bronze medal, all of which are smoking from your ancestral grave!" ”

The bronze medal is at least a third-class knighthood, which is a military merit that has already entered the ranks of scholars, and it is very difficult to obtain.

"Hahahaha......." The comrades-in-arms laughed good-naturedly.

The soldier was embarrassed and couldn't chase the woman anymore.

At this time, a wounded man came over, with an unclothed upper body. Wrapped in gauze. However, he walked like the wind, and he was powerful. A purple gold medal on a chest bandage. Flashes are dazzling.

"Master Zuo!" The wounded soldiers chatting stood up one after another in excitement and saluted in a standard military posture.

The person who came was since the Qin army established the medal system. The only recipient of the highest Purple Gold Medal. Moreover, among the 500,000 soldiers of the Qin Army, he was the only junior officer awarded the rank of the tenth rank military lord Zuo Shuchang.

He is the leader of the Blue Wolf Legion of the 100,000 Cao Army alone, Feng Shan.

Everyone knew that when Feng Shan returned from injury, with his military exploits, at least, he was also the general who led a battalion.

Today's Feng Shan has become a role model for all Qin soldiers. The general storage of the king of soldiers is zài.

Feng Shan's face is always the fortitude of a soldier. He simply returned the salute and walked towards a barracks not far away.

"Grandma's, Lord Feng Shan is so seriously injured, and he still insists on exercising every day, let's still talk about here, it's a shame!"

The soldiers here, no matter what kind of injuries they were, all went to the barracks. Participated in the restorative workout.

Less.

"Assemble, assemble, don't die, can stand. All the hell to Lao Tzu set! "The scolding words are just the roughness that a soldier should have.

As a result, the entire wounded barracks boiled. Thousands of people gathered.

"My lord, what's the situation?" A soldier couldn't help but ask.

"My lord is coming to visit you soon!"

"Wow. The lord is coming! Most of the soldiers rushed back to the barracks.

The officers had a black line. Looking at the neatly dressed soldiers who returned to the camp, he couldn't help muttering, "A group of "bear soldiers". ”

Two minutes later, the neatly dressed soldiers formed a neat phalanx in just three breaths.

Lao Zhang, who had a broken arm, had long since disappeared from the sling, stood with his hands down, and cold sweat broke out on his head, and there were many soldiers like him.

And those who have medals in front of them are all lined up in front of the array. Among them, Feng Shan, who was wearing the Purple Gold Medal, stood in the middle, and there was only the bronze medal on the left and right.

At this time, Qin Feng, accompanied by Zhao Yun and other generals, walked into the wounded barracks. When he saw the soldiers lined up, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Zilong, what are you letting these soldiers do in the wounded barracks?" It will disturb the soldier's cultivation! ”

Zhao Yun's mouth opened wide when he heard this, and his face became embarrassed when he saw that they were all mighty soldiers, and he said angrily: "Zhao Da, what's the matter, this is the soldier of that battalion!" ”

Zhao Da, who was the general in charge of the wounded barracks, trotted all the way over when he heard the words, and bowed: "My lord, there are 5,834 people in the wounded barracks, of which 789 are bedridden and can't see, and the rest are here!" ”

Qin Feng suddenly realized that he really didn't expect that these soldiers in front of him who looked like dragons and tigers were all wounded soldiers. However, when they learned about it and looked closely, they could find that many people's arms, legs and feet were shaking, and some people's military uniforms were soaked and bleeding faintly.

He naturally figured out why, and he said loudly: "Okay, you are worthy of being a warrior of my Qin army." He changed his words and said with a smile: "But the lord is not old yet, and this look is also a good thing, so there is no need to be confused about the lord!" ”

The soldiers wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh.

Qin Feng didn't want to see the wounded nervous because of his arrival, and he didn't blame the officer, but let the soldiers relax again.

However, the soldiers wanted the lord to see his good spirits, and he didn't want the lord to see him bandaged and half-dead.

Qin Feng had no choice but to turn a corner and order the soldiers to return to their respective barracks, while he himself would go over to greet them in turn.

Since ancient times, there have been lords who greet soldiers. The wounded of the Qin army were grateful, and under the order, they returned to the barracks and waited anxiously.

"Rest well!"

"You hurt your abdomen, how is your diet?"

"Lord, this kid can eat two meals for others, and he can eat tightly!"

Accompanied by everyone and under the guidance of Hu Ming, the medical officer, Qin Feng first visited the seriously wounded, and then the lightly wounded. He was still very satisfied with the situation in the wounded barracks, and pointed out in particular that the wounded and meritorious soldiers must never be treated badly, and priority should be given to the wounded when it comes to supplies.

"If you have difficulties, find an officer, the officer can't be the master, you can come to me directly!" Qin Feng said kindly.

His words were very common in later generations, but in this feudal society 1,080 years ago, they were subversive. The high princes, who will take care of the soldiers, only care about the power in their own hands. The soldiers who heard it wept with emotion. The most fortunate thing in their lives is to be a soldier in the Qin army.

Qin Feng came to a barracks again.

Zhao Yun said in particular: "Lord, Feng Shan of the Blue Wolf Legion. Inside this barracks. ”

"Feng Shan!" Qin Feng thought about it and said, "Blue Wolf Legion." Without them, they would not have been able to encircle and suppress Cao Cao's army of more than 100,000. I remember that Feng Shan was the only one left at that time. ”

"Yes!" Zhao Yun said: "Follow the orders of the lord. The elite has been drawn from various ministries and reorganized the Blue Wolf Legion! ”

Qin Feng nodded and walked into the tent.

More than a dozen wounded people in the tent had already lined up and stood up, and at the same time bowed: "See the lord!" ”

Qin Feng inquired one by one, and when he walked in front of Feng Shan, he was extremely dignified, looking at Feng Shan, who was tall and burly, and said, "Feng Shan." Later, I learned that you joined the army when you were depressed. We have experienced ten years of struggle together, and together we have witnessed our army gradually growing from weak to strong! ”

Qin Feng said excitedly at this moment: "What do we rely on? It depends on the martial arts of the soldiers of the whole army, and you, Feng Shan, are the most heroic soldiers I have ever seen. You are my most loyal warrior, the battle spirit of my Blue Wolf Legion, and I, Qin Feng, have a warrior like you. And be proud! ”

The impassioned words touched everyone present. People recall the past years, the big wars, and the bloody killings again and again. Whether it's a general like Zhao Yun. It was still an ordinary wounded soldier, and a feeling of blood connection rose in everyone's hearts at the same time.

And the center of this bloodline is their lord.

People's eyes. Hence moist.

"Lord, I heard that Xuchang is about to be attacked!" Feng Shan asked resolutely.

Qin Feng nodded slightly. Said: "This is the last battle in the Central Plains, we." Definitely, it will win! ”

"Lord, I want to go back!" Feng Shan removed the gauze on his body, and the red wound trembled slightly under his breathing.

The wounded soldiers in the same account asked for battle one after another: "Lord, we also want to go back!" ”

Qin Feng looked at these soldiers wrapped in reddish gauze with resolute faces, full of relief, and he smiled: "You have done too much, and now, the only thing you have to do is to take care of your injuries." ”

"Take care of your wounds......

Qin Feng rejected the request of Feng Shan and the others, and he left the wounded barracks with a thirst for victory. In the coming day, the last and most arduous battle in the Central Plains is waiting for him.

……

When Qin Feng left, his words were still in Feng Shan's ears, "You are my most loyal and heroic warrior...... Proud to have a warrior like you!

Feng Shan suddenly packed up, put on a neat military uniform, covered his injuries, and strode out of the barracks.

When he walked out of the barracks, he saw that many people had also come out.

Everyone came together.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Da, the general of the wounded barracks, came in a panic.

He got a loud and firm answer, "We want to return to the team, we want to participate in the battle of Xuchang!" ”

"No, no, no, you have to recuperate, my lord said!" However, when the murderous aura gathered, Zhao Da felt that he was facing an army of thousands of troops and horses. The momentum of these wounded soldiers was unexpectedly impossible for even him, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, to resist.

So, Feng Shan and the others left the wounded barracks and returned to their own camps.

The Wolf Legion is stationed.

Since the Blue Wolf Legion was formed again, Qin Feng appointed Gao Shun to personally lead this legion.

When Feng Shan walked into the big tent, Gao Shun first got up and gave a military salute, which was a tribute to the awarder of the Purple Gold Medal of Special Merit and the owner of the tenth-level military lord, and then he sat down slowly and said coldly, "Feng Shan, you want to return to the team?" ”

Feng Shanbai fell to the ground, looked at each other unabashedly, and said firmly: "General, your subordinates must return to the team." ”

Gao Shun felt Feng Shan's determination, and his majestic body got up from his seat and said: "Okay, Feng Shan, you are the most brave warrior of my Blue Wolf Legion, today, I will hand over the soldiers of the first battalion to you to lead, can you be confident?" ”

"I will live up to the trust of the lord and the general!" Feng Shan said resolutely.

Gao Shun and the guards in the tent looked at this warrior with only admiration in their eyes.

Tomorrow.

300,000 Qin troops gathered under the city of Xuchang, and the last battle of the Central Plains brought the prelude. (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks: The mountains and rivers are longer, and I voted for the eighth and ninth monthly tickets of this month.