After staying in the Tunliu Camp for several days, Ying Zheng's convoy continued to move forward under the escort of the Yulin Army and arrived at Wang Jian's Qin Army Camp on the West Road.
Before the driver arrived in front of the camp, two men, an old man and a young man, were like generals carved out of the same mold, shirtless and kneeling in the snow with a bundle of thorns on their backs on this snowy day.
The thorn sticks pierced their backs, and the blood slowly flowed down their backs, dripping onto the white snow, which was particularly bright.
"Your Majesty, General Wang Jian and General Wang Ben are kneeling in the snow, with their flesh exposed against the bushes."
Meng Jia, who was accompanying Ying Zheng in his car, opened the curtain and saw this scene. He was slightly startled and immediately reported to Ying Zheng.
When Ying Zheng heard this, he was slightly startled, and then he also raised the car curtain and looked at the camp gate not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly.
In fact, although Wang Jian was judged on his merits at the court meeting, and Wang Jian had indeed made considerable contributions, Ying Zheng was not satisfied with Wang Jian's results.
For him, Wang Jian will be the new military giant who will succeed Wang Yan.
The general is the head of the generals, how can there be three?
However, Wang Yan, Meng Ao and He Gong all met the conditions for becoming generals in terms of ability, qualifications and achievements. However, no matter who they chose, they would inevitably break the hearts of the other two. They were all hardworking and loyal to the Qin State. The veteran general, Ying Zheng was not willing to do this, so he made three generals at once.
Although in the eyes of the Six Nations, this was an act of barbarism and made people laugh, Ying Zheng didn't mind.
However, as Hegong grows old, Wang Jian and Meng Ao are also getting older. I am afraid that they will grow old like Hegong in the next two years, and the future Qin military will naturally be supported by Wang Jian.
To others, Wang Jian made great achievements in this battle, but to Wang Jian, who was highly anticipated by Ying Zheng, his performance was a little worse.
Li Mu in history brought several major defeats to Qin one after another, but Li Mu in this world did not.
After all, Li Mu once again made the Qin government and the public fearful, but he never really caused serious damage to the Qin State. Ying Zheng could accept that Wang Yan, Zhang Ji, and any of his generals were severely injured by Li Mu, but he could not accept that Wang Jian was beaten by Li Mu. So embarrassed.
He is not a man who does not know how to fight. If the Daidi border army under Li Mu had not deserted and had to rely on young men as an army, the battle between Wang Jian and Wang Ben would have been seriously damaged by Li Mu.
"Your Majesty, how old is General Wang Jian? Haha, if he gets frostbite in the snow, it will inevitably affect the next battle."
Just when Ying Zheng was silently staring at Wang Jian on the snow, Meng Jia suddenly reminded him.
Ying Zheng was stunned and looked at Meng Jia, with a hint of amusement in his falcon-like eyes.
Although the Meng family is from Qi, they have reached the top of the Qin court earlier than the Dongxiang Wang family. Logically speaking, the Meng family should be wary of Wang Jian, a "rising star".
As the bastard next to Ying Zheng, it would be extremely easy for Meng Jia to fall into Wang Jian's slander, but Meng Jia seemed to have no such intention.
However, this is also the reason why Yingzheng appointed Meng Jia as his concubine.
He can accept that the ministers around him have mediocre abilities and even some greed, but they must remain absolutely loyal to him.
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng's mood improved a bit, and he exhaled a long breath: "Stop the car."
"The king has ordered that driving be suspended!"
Meng Jia patted the car door and signaled the driver to stop. At the same time, he put a black cloak on Ying Zheng, who was already wearing a big cloak.
Ying Zheng was startled again, then he couldn't help but chuckled and patted Meng Jia on the shoulder, pointed at him and said: "Well, you Meng Jia, in the past few years, you have learned nothing else, but you have become better and better at figuring out people's thoughts. I feel like it.”
Meng Jiashan followed Ying Zheng out of the carriage with a smile, and quickly ran towards Wang Jian, Wang Ben and his son, whose faces were gradually turning pale.
"Old minister, I owe you the king's kindness."
Wang Jian and Wang Ben twisted their frozen bodies and knelt on the ground. However, Ying Zheng was unwilling to listen to their pleas. He pulled out the windlass sword from his waist and personally untied the ropes binding the thorns for Wang Jian and Wang Ben.
"No, Your Majesty!"
Ying Zheng eagerly grasped the thorn stick, not caring that the thorn stick scratched his palm, and the blood dripped on the snow.
Wang Jian wanted to stop Ying Zheng, but Ying Zheng ignored Wang Jian at all, put the extra large cloak that Meng Jia had put on himself on Wang Jian, helped Wang Jian up, and said with an angry look: "The lonely general! "
"You are indeed indebted to me!"
"I have given you a heavy responsibility, and you have already completed it, but you feel inadequate. On this snowy day, you are kneeling in front of my car with your naked body under a tree. Do you want to force me into the palace?"
Ying Zheng pushed Wang Jian and Wang Ben towards the commander's tent, while reprimanding: "I gave you a salary, a title, and the position of a general. I asked you to conquer the enemy country on my behalf. Who made you hurt yourself like this?" !”
"This is what you are most grateful for!"
"Your Majesty..." Wang Jian burst into tears and said nothing.
Even though we know that Ying Zheng's behavior is due to political drama, but facing such public favor from the king, who is not a tree, how can he not be moved?
As everyone arrived at Wang Jian's handsome tent, charcoal fires had already been lit inside to dispel the severe cold. After Wang Jian and his son drank several cups of hot soup, they chatted with Ying Zheng in detail about the inconveniences in the battle report. He reported the battle situation in detail, but suddenly felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.
The West Route Army also suffered the largest casualties due to the head-on confrontation with Li Mu. There were more than 10,000 people gathered in the wounded camp, but most of them were lightly wounded who could recover in a short time.
With the promotion of the military medical system proposed by Zhang Ji, the proportion of Qin soldiers killed in battle was greatly reduced.
Originally, when a lieutenant general was injured, he would just get a piece of cloth and wrap it up hastily. The same goes for a broken limb. If it was just a small wound, it would not even be treated. Even if there were only one or two military doctors, they would only treat senior soldiers. Officer Services.
As Zhang Ji, the designer of the Great Qin Academy, vigorously invited doctors and Fang Jijia, many disciples of the doctors and Fang Jijia came to Qin, and many of them joined the army.
Although the number of doctors is still too small, so that in the ordinary Qin army, the ratio of doctors to soldiers is still one to one thousand, but many simple trauma treatments have been completed during the two years when the Qin State was recuperating. It was taught to the grassroots of the Qin Army.
Whether it is the soldiers at the bottom who are considering their own lives, or the officers who are considering the number of military achievements after calculation, at least there is always one person in an army who can figure out how to deal with trauma, and even worse, one person can remember how to deal with the trauma. Yi Lai Yi Shi can basically deal with ordinary trauma appropriately, which greatly reduces the burden on military doctors. In this era when doctors are scarce, it is barely enough.
As for the casualties of military doctors...
No one would be stupid enough to hurt a doctor unless he was injured accidentally.
The people who can't afford to offend the most these days, apart from powerful lords, are cooks and doctors. Besides, doctors don't have an absolute position. Even if they ask for help from prisoners or the enemy, they will usually do their best to treat them.
Furthermore, if you kill a doctor, will another doctor dare to treat you in the future?
Even if someone treats you, do you dare to let him treat you with confidence, take the medicine he gives you, and bandage the wound he gives you?
This is not a future generation, but an era that pays attention to repaying grievances directly.
After accompanying Ying Zheng to visit the wounded soldiers, Wang Jian suddenly remembered something and looked around in confusion.
Didn't it say that the king was traveling with the Queen Mother? Why didn't he see Queen Mother Zhao Ji?
At the same time, in Wu'an City, a noble and gorgeous chariot and horse, escorted by thousands of Yulin guards and more than ten thousand cavalry led by Li Xin and Qiang Yu, slowly drove into the city gate and arrived in front of the county government.
Zhao Ji, who was wearing a scarlet phoenix robe in the carriage, looked at the young and handsome figure bending over to salute outside the carriage. She couldn't help but have a smile on her delicately dressed face, and her thin face was dyed even more red by rouge. His lips curved into a dangerous arc.
"The palace servant was careless and didn't bring a horse stool with the carriage. Why don't you, Lord Luonan, kneel down and use it as a stool?"
Zhao Ji's phoenix eyes covered with vermilion eyeshadow were slightly narrowed, and she looked maliciously at Zhang Ji, who was accompanied by three beauties.
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