Mianzhou City, West Street, military camp, temporary field hospital.
Although the camp was full of wounded soldiers, the windows were bright and clean, and medical officers and nurses in white clothes and masks were shuttled through to treat the wounded soldiers.
The kings of the Song Dynasty valued medical care in the military, but they did not dare to delegate power to the military generals. Therefore, the rationing of military doctors was generally controlled by the central government. In the hands of Zhao Hong, military doctors were still provided by Tai Hospital, but they could perform ordinary surgeries. Medical officers have been trained by martial arts schools and are continuously sent to the army.
Wear a mask, medical protective clothing, and steamed bandages. When performing surgery, not only the hands but also the surgical knife must be disinfected, and the wounds of the wounded must also be disinfected to prevent wound infection.
These are the rules of the wounded barracks in the army, and no one can break them.
"Medical officer, I won't die, will I?"
A sergeant who was missing his right hand grabbed Shi Huiyu's sleeve, with a lot of snot and tears on his slightly immature face.
Although he died in the national disaster and regarded his death as a sudden return, after returning to the war, the trauma of the war was cruel and unbearable.
"What are you yelling about? Brother, I am missing an arm, and am I still alive and well? Wipe your face clean, don't embarrass our Lizhou Rongsi!"
Shi Huiyu felt uncomfortable for a while, but before she could speak, a young officer with a missing forearm on the side answered.
Judging from his Jiangnan accent, he seems to be from Lin'an. Seeing that he was calm and composed, it seemed that he really didn't take the injury seriously.
"Take good care of your wounds and everything will be fine. Remember, don't get any water on your wounds!"
Shi Huiyu gently persuaded the soldier who had no hands to change his bandage.
She is an emotional person. When she first saw the wounds of the wounded, especially broken arms and legs, she couldn't accept it, and she often even cried secretly about it. After so many days, she got used to all this and became more calm.
This may be the process needed for growth.
"General Wu, you have to pay attention. Although your injuries are not serious, but..."
Shi Huiyu exhorted the officer who was missing his left forearm, choked up and could no longer speak.
I lost an arm at the age of twenty, and the days after that...
"Shi... medical officer, it's nothing. Since I chose to join the army, I have expected this day."
General Wu's voice deepened, but his pride remained unchanged. He waved his right arm and laughed:
"Without my left arm, I still have my right hand. Even if I can't go to the battlefield, I can still go to the army to train soldiers. Maybe, the principal will let me return to the martial arts hall to be an instructor. The only regret is that I can't go into battle to kill the enemy. Fighting on the battlefield with my brothers."
"Brother Wu, please take care of yourself!"
Shi Huiyu and the officer surnamed Wu are both descendants of Lin'an's powerful people and are very familiar with each other. Seeing his open-mindedness, Shi Huiyu felt relieved and went to check on the other wounded soldiers.
Shi Huiyu walked away, and General Wu sat down and looked at the window with blank eyes.
Cao Youwen entered the wounded barracks and saw that it was in order, and felt relieved.
In saving lives and healing the wounded, the medical staff in the military deserve the greatest credit!
Since the establishment of Jinling Military Academy and Sichuan Military Academy, the medical force of the Northwest Frontier Army has increased significantly. The number of medical graduates who went to Lizhou West Road alone has reached hundreds.
The increase in the number of medical officers also means that the number of deaths from injuries in the military has greatly increased. Just like this time in the attack and defense of Mianzhou City, at least hundreds of wounded soldiers escaped death because they received timely treatment.
"General!"
Seeing Cao Youwen coming in, the soldiers in the wounded camp were all surprised. Some wanted to salute, but Cao Youwen and the generals stopped them.
"Brother Wu, this..."
Seeing "General Wu" who was missing his arm, Cao Youwen couldn't help but feel sad.
General Wu is not a general, but a graduate of the second phase of the Jinling Martial Arts Hall. He is a commander in the army and a mid-level and senior officer.
"General Cao, it's okay, I can go to the battlefield with one hand!"
General Wu said boldly that he never loses face in front of others.
"Brother, I'm sorry for you!"
Cao Youwen's eyes became moist involuntarily.
"General, casualties are inevitable on the battlefield. How is the war outside now?"
General Wu's eyes immediately lit up when he saw Cao Youwen, and the topic turned to military affairs.
The emperor personally led a large army to come to the rescue, but unfortunately he was recovering from his injuries and could not see it with his own eyes. It was a pity.
"Brother Wu, the emperor is personally marching with an army of 70,000. The Tatar army has been defeated. The emperor is leading his army to pursue the fleeing enemies north, and is about to occupy the front line of Lintao Prefecture."
General Wu was shocked by what Cao You heard and his face flushed with excitement.
"Okay! Now, Tatar will suffer a lot!"
"Brother Wu, please take good care of your injuries. When the city is settled, I will take you to see His Majesty. Your Majesty must really want to see you."
Cao Youwen patted General Wu's remaining right arm affectionately.
A local war may evolve into a full-scale war, and the ensuing war may be inevitable.
"Thank you, General! Thank you, General!"
General Wu smiled brightly, nodded repeatedly, and became energetic.
Speaking of which, he and Zhao Hong were very close before. It's a pity that fate has played a trick on people, and both sides turned against each other.
However, now that he has proven himself, he can finally raise his head and puff out his chest to face Zhao Hong.
"Bros!"
Cao Youwen faced all the wounded in the camp and spoke loudly.
"I have seen your merits in defending the city. Don't worry, no matter what you are like, the army will never abandon you!"
Cao Youwen's words cheered up the wounded, and their eyes turned to him.
"Brothers, Your Majesty loves soldiers as much as his sons. No matter whether your brothers are slightly injured or seriously injured, Your Majesty will not treat you badly!"
Cao Youwen's words made the wounded soldiers look at each other in shock, but no one spoke, and the camp fell into silence.
Disability in the military has always had tragic consequences and a bleak future. Who dares to believe whether the generals' words are true or false?
Seeing that the wounded soldiers did not respond enthusiastically, General Wu shouted loudly from the side.
"Brothers, do you have less salary? Have you ever been stabbed in the army? You go out of camp and go back to your hometown to visit relatives. Does anyone dare to look down on you? His Majesty is so eloquent that he means what he says. Everyone, rest assured and recover!"
The emperor sent his troops northward, and the Xixia brothers could be saved.
This is the emperor of the Song Dynasty. He speaks his words with sincerity, is not afraid of powerful enemies, and is convincing.
"Those who die in battle will receive pensions. Those who are missing arms and legs can do other things. Those who are slightly injured will continue to fight on the battlefield. Your Majesty said that he will not treat his brothers badly, so he will never give up on you!"
Cao Youwen shouted loudly to encourage the morale of the wounded soldiers.
"General, will the imperial court really take care of the disabled like us?"
Finally, a wounded soldier asked loudly.
"Brothers, things are different now. You know very well how His Majesty treats you. Don't worry, His Majesty will never abandon you or treat your brothers badly!"
Cao Youwen said loudly, full of energy.
"Your Majesty loves his soldiers as his own sons, long live him!"
"Your Majesty is a good emperor and will not treat us badly!"
Among the wounded soldiers, someone shouted loudly.
The emperor loved the soldiers very much, and the wounded soldiers had hope in their hearts.
"General, we will definitely recover well before going to the battlefield!"
A wounded soldier shouted loudly and seemed to be in good spirits.
Mildly injured people can generally recover as long as they take good care of their injuries. As long as the seriously injured people recover well and survive the dangerous period, most of them can survive.
Of the thousands of wounded, at least four to five hundred will be able to return to the battlefield by then. These veterans who have gone through the battle are the treasures of the army.
After leaving the wounded barracks and passing by Shi Huiyu, Cao Youwen nodded as a greeting.
Fortunately, there are medical officers No. 100 in the army. Otherwise, I don’t know how to comfort the wounded soldiers.
"General Cao, has your Majesty personally led the troops here?"
Shi Huiyu hesitated for a moment, stopped and asked.
"Medical Officer His Majesty, your Majesty has personally led the army. The soldiers can see clearly on the city wall. Don't worry, the Tatars have been defeated and have withdrawn!"
Cao Youwen nodded and replied warmly.
This Shi Huiyu, the dandy daughter of Lin'an City, has now been reborn and is already a proper old medical officer.
"Is Your Majesty not in any danger?"
Shi Huiyu's face turned red and she asked softly.
After inspecting the northwest frontier, Zhao Hong returned to the southeast. Speaking of which, she had not seen the emperor's principal for more than a year.
"Don't worry, with 70,000 elites, your majesty will be fine!"
Cao Youwen glanced at Shi Huiyu in surprise and said warmly.
"Thank you, General Cao!"
Shi Huiyu's eyes flashed and she left quickly.
Cao Youwen looked at her brisk pace and shook his head slightly.
This world is full of crazy men and resentful women, how many people can be exempted from this?
"General, what should we do with the Tatar prisoners outside the city? There are many craftsmen among these people."
The sergeant came to report. Cao You heard this and said coldly.
"Artisans? Do they know how to make gunpowder or cast cannons? Send them all to iron factories and mines for labor reform!"
Needless to say, the Mianzhou Iron Works and Cement Works have been harmed by the Tatar army and need manpower to recover. These captured Mongolian army craftsmen are good labor.
He didn't care about these treasures in the Mongolian army.
"General, what about the Tatar prisoners outside the city?"
The Song army besieged the Mongolian camp outside the city. The Mongolian infantry suffered heavy casualties, but still more than a thousand troops surrendered. Unlike during the pursuit, those Mongolian knights who retreated were basically killed by the Song army.
"Treat their injuries well. They are all good labor. Farming and mining require manpower, but it cannot be wasted."
Cao Youwen looked at the wounded barracks and cursed with a sullen face.
"This is a bloody war!"
More than half of the five thousand defenders, plus the civilian population, were killed or injured, and the casualties were huge. Even if they defeated the opponent, Cao Youwen was not very happy.
Shi Huiyu returned to her residence and met Li Siyu and Liu Fanning carrying medicine boxes and hurriedly preparing to go out.
"Shi Huiyu, I heard that His Majesty personally led the troops outside the city. Is it true?"
Li Siyu grabbed Shi Huiyu's arm with an urgent expression.
Liu Fanning also looked at Shi Huiyu with expectant eyes.
"It's true! But His Majesty led his troops to pursue the defeated Tatar army and did not enter the city."
Shi Huiyu said this with great anticipation in her heart.
After not seeing each other for a long time, she was eagerly looking forward to seeing the Emperor and Principal as soon as possible.
"Tell me, has His Majesty sent troops north to reinforce Xixia?"
Li Siyu suddenly asked.
"Probably."
Shi Huiyu's eyes were dark and noncommittal.
Time passed, and even though she knew it was impossible, she still remained determined to treat the emperor.
"Siyu, don't worry, your lover Zhang Zhongxia will definitely be fine!"
Liu Fanning was in a happy mood and persuaded Li Siyu.
Zhang Zhongxia went to Xixia for more than eight months. Of course Liu Fangning and Li Siyu knew what Li Siyu was thinking.
"God bless the Song Dynasty! God bless the frontier army of the Song Dynasty! God bless the emperor of the Song Dynasty!"
Li Siyu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Zhang Zhongxia, as well as the Song Dynasty soldiers who aided Xia, should return in triumph as soon as possible.
