"Take me to see them."
Li Ke sighed lightly.
According to Buddhist teachings, if these people died because of him, then his body is covered with cause and effect.
Li Ke doesn't believe in Buddhism, but he doesn't want to dream back in the middle of the night.
Thinking of the appearance of these people, my conscience condemned me.
So even if you talk to them before they die, you can't do nothing.
The smell of blood in the camp was very strong, and the pungent smell made Li Ke almost faint.
In his two lifetimes, he had never been to a battlefield in person, and he had never seen such a bloody scene.
Resisting the discomfort in his heart, Li Ke came to the place where the wounded rested.
"Your Highness."
The military doctor saluted when he saw Li Ke.
"how's it going?"
Li Ke asked eagerly.
"I'm afraid it won't work."
The medic shook his head.
"The wound is too deep and the bleeding cannot be stopped. It will take up to half an hour..."
"how so?"
Li Ke could not hide the sadness on his face.
"Your Highness, there is no need for this."
The man didn't care and even had the strength to smile.
"I, Old Liu, have killed three, which is enough for me. If my mother at home finds out, I'm afraid it will be too late to be happy for me."
After hearing his words, Li Ke couldn't help but be silent for a while.
Is this war? Between human life and human life, it is like doing a simple math problem.
People who have not experienced it personally may not understand what this feels like.
Lao Li was also born right away, and he still attached great importance to military pensions.
Not only him, but all the generals, even civil servants like Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling, all had the same view on this issue.
No one can do anything about military merit and pensions, let alone be greedy.
According to the laws of the Tang Dynasty, this was as serious a crime as rebellion.
Even if you are only greedy for one or two pieces of silver, you will still belong to the Yi clan after being caught.
In fact, this is the basis for whether a dynasty can continue.
If others fight tooth and nail for you on the battlefield, if they get nothing in the end.
Such an army, let alone combat effectiveness, may not even have the hearts of the people.
Lao Liu's military record was very glorious. The military merits of these three heads plus the pension were enough for his mother to spend the rest of her life.
That's why he feels that he is good enough.
But Li Ke couldn't accept it. How could things like life be measured by those yellow and white things?
"Where is he injured?"
Li Ke asked persistently.
"One inch below the navel."
the medic replied.
In fact, he understood Li Ke's feeling.
Because when he first joined the army, he had the same reaction when he saw the wounded.
Because of this, he felt a little helpless.
Manpower is always scarce, and birth, aging, sickness and death are inevitable on the battlefield.
"One inch below the navel? It's not vital!"
Li Ke was stunned for a moment, then became excited.
"Logistics, bring me the pile of haggis I made!"
Yesterday, the brother who was in charge of letting out the sheep caught a few sheep by some unlucky luck.
The mutton was naturally shared among everyone, while the haggis was kept at Li Ke's request.
After all, these natural sheep in the frontier fortress taste much better than those artificially bred in the Central Plains.
He also planned to make haggis soup when he had free time.
I didn't expect that it would come in handy at this time.
Take out the cleaned sheep intestines and run them through lime water first.
Neutralize the animal fat with alkaline, then rinse again with clean water.
Li Ke called Huo Qubing and pointed at the sheep's intestines.
"Cut into thin strands, the thinner the better."
Although Huo Qubing was confused, he still obeyed the instructions.
It must be said that every general is a natural cook.
As for cooking skills, at least in terms of knife skills, there is no problem.
I saw a few flashes of knife light, and the sheep intestines were cut into several even thin lines.
They are not much different from those used by women to sew clothes.
"Your Highness, stop working for me."
Old Liu coughed twice and smiled bitterly.
"I know this situation well, I'm afraid..."
"Lao Huo, tell him to shut up."
Li Ke ignored him and threaded the needle very skillfully.
Huo Qubing nodded and slashed Lao Liu's neck with a knife.
The latter tilted his head and fell into unconsciousness.
"Your Highness, do you really have any idea?"
The medic became excited.
In his opinion, Li Ke would not have done these things if he had not been absolutely sure.
If you give up, at least you should leave your last words before the soldier dies.
"I'll do it again and you'll see."
Li Ke said seriously.
He picked up the needle and sewed it up on Lao Liu's wound.
Looking at Lao Liu's slightly twitching cheek, Li Ke was extremely grateful for his decision to let Huo Qubing knock him out.
There were no anesthetics in this era, although things like hemp powder had been around a long time ago.
But in terms of effectiveness, it's not even as good as alcohol.
Li Ke still had the high-strength wine given in the lottery, but he couldn't let Lao Liu drink it down directly.
By the time the alcohol gets stronger, all the blood will have flowed out already.
Therefore, this physical anesthesia method is still more practical.
I felt a little embarrassed, but Li Ke's movements were not slow at all.
Within a few minutes, the wound had been treated.
"This... is simply..."
The military doctor next to him was stunned. He squatted down and studied the wound carefully.
I found that the place where blood was bleeding before had completely stopped.
Only when Lao Liu breathed would blood ooze slightly.
But this amount of bleeding was the same as the blood from a punch in the nose, and it was completely harmless.
"What a magical skill, what a magical skill!"
The military doctor burst into tears.
"If this method had been known earlier, why would so many brothers in the army have died..."
Although he understood his feelings very well, Li Ke still resisted giving him a kick in the butt and roared angrily.
"Go as soon as you learn! If you cry here for a minute, their chance of survival will be reduced by one point. Don't you understand this?"
The military doctor was kicked and staggered. He immediately understood, picked up the needle and thread, and went away.
I have to say that the efficiency of experts is still high.
There were four people left, and Li Ke had just finished one.
The other three have been taken care of by military doctors.
Looking at his results, Li Ke was still very satisfied.
Except that the suturing technique was a little worse, and it was crooked and incomparable with those of later generations of surgeons.
The rest is basically no problem.
Anyway, these rough guys don't rely on their reputation, so a few more scars may still be something to be happy about.
"Your Highness, how did you come up with this idea?"
After the military doctor packed up his things, he came to Li Ke excitedly.
“If clothes can be torn, they can be sewn up, so why can’t wounds?”
Li Ke asked rhetorically.
"Don't stick to one place in your thinking. Think more in your free time, and you can save one more person if something goes wrong in the future."
