With a pop, like a poisonous snake spitting a message, the spear head pierced the chest of the enemy in front of him like lightning. The Ming army's spear head was flat prism. Gao Heng rotated it hard, causing horrific wounds immediately. As soon as the spear head was withdrawn , blood spurted out like a fountain, and the enemy in front of him couldn't believe his eyes. He was stabbed before he could see clearly what was going on. The severe pain in his chest and the dizziness caused by the heavy blood loss made him unable to stand. He fell on his back with a plop, his throat squirmed a few times and he died without even a scream.
The two people next to them were in a daze. The two sides had fought many times. Judging from Gao Heng's dress, he was not a front-line soldier at all, but a civilian who was responsible for supporting the rear of the battle line. How could he be so skilled? "Captain!" they both exclaimed at the same time. . It turned out that the person who was killed was a low-level officer, so it was no wonder that his men reacted like this.
The two shouted and rushed forward at the same time. With the confidence to kill the first person, Gao Heng returned to his true colors as a soldier. He did not accept the move at all, but stepped aside and passed the two of them directly, letting their swords strike. Suddenly, he hit a person in the face with the backhand of the gun. Gao Heng's force was so great that it instantly broke the bridge of his nose. The man covered his face and screamed and fell down, rolling and wailing on the ground in pain.
Facing the remaining person, Gao Heng made the same thrust. The enemy soldier was well prepared and raised his knife to protect his chest. However, Gao Heng did not follow the routine at all and aimed at the abdomen. With a pop, the tip of the spear penetrated the human body. The sound came out, and the nerves in the abdomen were dense. The pain piercing the abdomen was even much greater than the pain piercing the chest. The enemy screamed and used the long knife in his hand to hack the gun barrel in vain. He wanted to cut off the gun shaft, but it was so easy to cut the thick wooden gun shaft. Gao Heng pulled out the gun head and the enemy soldier fell to his knees. Gao Heng kicked him aside and shot him with his backhand, causing the enemy soldier to roll on the ground. The enemy soldiers stabbed him to death.
"What a boy! What a skill!" A voice sounded from behind. Gao Heng looked back and saw a man dressed as a Ming army officer leading hundreds of soldiers to join the battle group. They rushed up shouting to kill. With the addition of fresh troops, great changes immediately occurred between the enemy and us who were fighting together. Our side naturally cheered, but the enemy's morale was low. I thought this sneak attack would be successful, but I didn't expect the defenders here to be so capable. Okay, it seems like it failed again this time.
Dang-dang, the sound of ringing gold rang outside the city, and the enemy troops who entered the city ran away one after another. However, it was easy to come but hard to go. They did not break through the city gate and entered. They could only use ladders or ropes to go back. The next person's efficiency was extremely low. The sergeants behind him could only bite the bullet and fight with the new Ming army. In the end, most of them were annihilated. Only more than a hundred people fled back to the outside of the city and disappeared into the dense forest outside the city.
The battle was over and the sky was getting brighter. After the fighting, the Ming soldiers were cleaning the battlefield. The wounded soldiers helped each other find a place to rest and wait for treatment. The only doctor carrying a medicine box was treating the seriously wounded. Some of the seriously wounded soldiers were obviously too injured and could not be saved. The doctor shook his head, covered the wounded soldier's face with a white cloth, then got up and rushed to the next wounded soldier.
"Come on, Gao Heng, have a drink of water." Gao Heng was sitting on a stone pillar and breathing heavily. Counting the enemies he killed at the beginning, he had just killed four people. He understood that this was not a dream or filming, but Things that are actually happening right in front of you. He only felt a splitting headache, and the two thoughts in his mind were constantly colliding. There were memories belonging to himself and memories belonging to this body.
However, the memory of this body is basically fragments. He can only vaguely recognize that his name here is Gao Heng. He escaped from Yingzhou, Fengyang Prefecture a few months ago. His parents and family seemed to have been affected by military disasters and natural disasters. Death, there were his fellow villagers in the escape team, they were captured together as young men on the way, and were sent here, as if they had become civilian husbands. There were many other things in it that he really couldn't remember.
Just when he had a headache, his companion squatted in front of Gao Heng with a kettle made of bamboo, handed him some water, and asked him to take a sip. Gao Heng was very thirsty, so he took the kettle without thinking much, and gurgled. Drink it all. The man immediately asked: "Gao Heng, we have known each other for so many years. Where did you learn martial arts? Why didn't I know you were so good?"
"You are?" Gao Heng shook his head. "I'm Fan Yu. Why, you don't recognize me? Did the Thunderous Thunder explode just now and knock you out?" the man said anxiously. "Fan Yu?"
"Yes, it's me. We came out of Fengyang together and moved to Guangdong. Later we were captured as young men and served as civilian husbands in the Guangxi border army. Have you forgotten all this?" Fan Yu stood up in surprise. It seemed that Gao Heng was indeed seriously injured, so he immediately said: "Just wait, I will call the doctor for you."
"Wait, let me ask you something." Gao Heng stopped him. "What year is it now?" Gao Heng asked.
Fan Yu looked at Gao Heng in disbelief and replied: "September of the fifteenth year of Chongzhen." Then he immediately ran away to find the doctor. Gao Heng, who stayed where he was, was dumbfounded. What? Chongzhen's fifteenth year? At this moment, he didn't know whether he should cry or laugh. If this wasn't a joke from God, he had really traveled through time.
So he should have died during the mission at the border, and he came back to life here. This is a good thing, but he was so immortal, why did he come to Chongzhen for fifteen years? When he was studying in the military academy, he had learned a lot about this period. He was very interested in the Ming Dynasty and was a big fan. He also read Mr. Gu Cheng’s History of the Southern Ming Dynasty. What was the situation in the fifteenth year of Chongzhen? In his mind But it’s too clear. Also, what will happen to my family when I come here? Will I never see them again?
Gao Heng slid down and sat down on the ground, leaning against the stone pillar. After drinking a few sips of water, he felt much better. He touched his chest and other parts of his body with his hands. The officer of Southern Divine Sword , battlefield first aid is a necessary subject. He felt it. Although his chest hurt, Gao Heng concluded that the ribs were not broken, there might be bone fractures, and the injuries in other places were basically skin trauma.
He had seen the Thunderbolt at this time in the Military Museum. Although the Thunderbolt of the Ming Dynasty was very mature, it was still not comparable to the grenades of later generations. Whether it was the power of the gunpowder explosion or the number of fragments produced and the lethality, It lags behind the grenades of later generations, and is huge in size and inconvenient to carry. Its effect is basically the same as the homemade grenades of our army during the Anti-Japanese War.
It is impossible to say that such a close-range explosion can break a person's ribs. The injuries on his body should be caused by fragments. However, the fragments of this thunder are irregular, just like the homemade grenades made during the Anti-Japanese War. It is also possible It explodes in half, so a large piece of iron shell hits itself, which has this effect.
Gao Heng touched the cotton armor he was wearing. Although the cotton armor was in tatters, if it weren't for this layer of iron leaves, he would have been in serious trouble.
Gao Heng sighed, what the hell kind of time travel is this? People who travel through time should at least bring some equipment with them. Just like in later generations, he watched a Japanese TV series called the Warring States Self-Defense Forces. When people travel through time, they bring tanks, submachine guns, and cannons with them. He was invincible throughout the Warring States Period, but what about himself?
He came here alone, without even a single piece of equipment. If paired with the Southern Excalibur's body armor and Kevlar helmet, except for cannons, the firecrackers, sky-shattering thunder, bows and arrows of this era would not be able to hurt him at all. It would be great if I could have these equipments at hand, at least I wouldn't have to be in such a mess.
Just as he was thinking about it, Fan Yu had already arrived with a doctor. Gao Heng looked around. Different from the military medical system of later generations, the Ming army at that time did not have a battlefield medical system. There were indeed doctors in the army, but these doctors The source is basically divided into two parts. One part is the doctors assigned to a certain army when it is established. Just like military households, there are also medical households in the army, but the number of such people is not particularly large.
For example, in a thousand households, there are basically two or three military doctors. The main service targets of these military doctors are military officers. Among the local army, if they are injured on the battlefield, most of them resign themselves to fate. Military doctors can only simply bandage and treat them. In the Ming Dynasty, when there were no antibiotics, death from injuries was not uncommon, but a norm.
Another type of military doctor is the doctor recruited locally. However, on the one hand, the number of doctors recruited locally is insufficient, and on the other hand, these doctors are not army doctors. In other words, if this unit is stationed locally, then the local Doctors will come to help, and of course they are paid. If the march continues, then local doctors will no longer accompany the army.
Garrison forces such as Zhennanguan Mingjun, in addition to the own doctors in the army, will also temporarily recruit doctors from Zhennanguan Guancheng and nearby towns when they are short of manpower. For example, Zhennanguan belongs to Pingxiang When a state encounters a war and the army is short of manpower, some doctors will be mobilized from the state capital to provide assistance.
For example, now, the doctor who was called over by Fan Yu was the doctor who came from Xiangzhou to support him. The doctor came to Gao Heng's side, took his pulse, nodded and said: "Fortunately, this little brother has a strong body. Judging from the pulse, The internal organs were not damaged, it was basically external injuries and would not be life-threatening."
Then he asked Fan Yu to help, took off Gao Heng's armor, checked his injuries, and took out white cloth to bandage the injured parts of his arms and legs. While dealing with it, he said, "These Annan horses are really sick. No matter how bad the Ming Dynasty is, their camels are bigger than horses. They actually dare to invade the border at this time. They are really tired of living. If it had been earlier How can they be so arrogant in the past ten or twenty years?"
Gao Heng was stunned, obviously analyzing the meaning of his words. Although Southern Divine Sword was established in Guangdong, they have traces throughout the south. It is also common to perform missions in the southwest, especially near the national border. , so they can understand some Gui Province dialects, such as Ma Le and Fa Wen, which are representative Gui Province dialects. Gao Heng understood at once that his current location is Zhennanguan in the southwest.
He knew the name of Zhennanguan. Anyone who had studied high school history knew about the great victory of Zhennanguan by veteran Feng Zicai in the Qing Dynasty. It was later put on the big screen and made into a movie. When he was in the army, Gao Heng watched Pass. But Gao Heng's knowledge about Zhennanguan in the Ming Dynasty was obviously lacking.
Gao Heng immediately asked: "Sir, can you tell me about the situation at Zhennanguan?" The doctor looked at him with a strange look, "You are fighting here, you don't know what is going on at Zhennanguan." ?”
Fan Yu immediately realized something, squatted down and whispered a few words into the doctor's ear. The doctor looked suddenly enlightened, touched Gao Heng's forehead with his hand, and said worriedly: "This amnesia is a difficult and complicated disease. I practice medicine." This is the first time I have seen this in many years. Let’s do this. I will give you a prescription to soothe your nerves and replenish your brain later. I hope it works. You can only find a way to get the medicine yourself. After this battle, the injured will die in battle. There are two to three hundred, and I have to go elsewhere to deal with the wounded.”
After saying that, the doctor tied a knot in the white cloth, told Fan Yu how to change his medicine, and left with the medicine box.
Fan Yu said: "Gao Heng, it seems you really need a good rest." Gao Heng pulled Fan Yu and said: "Tell me about the situation here, I really can't remember it." Fan Yu sighed and said: "Okay, actually I don’t know much about it either, so just give it a listen.”
Immediately, Fan Yu stood up and said: "You and I are originally from Yingzhou, Fengyang Prefecture, South Zhili. Since Li Zicheng raised his army in the fourth year of Chongzhen, whether it is intruders or sacrificial thieves, they have wreaked havoc in the Central Plains, Northwest and Zhili. , it’s not like you haven’t seen the tragic scene of refugees everywhere. Just this year, the thieves attacked Southern Zhili in large numbers. We have no choice but to flee.
Our family is relatively wealthy in Yingzhou, but after escaping all the way, we still had no money. We originally planned to go to Nanjing to settle down, but Nanjing, as the companion capital, refused to resettle the refugees. Besides, Jiangnan is rich, so we would suffer even if we went there, so we could only Find a way to continue going south. It's better to stay away from these dangerous places than walking anyway.
A group of us walked together and came to the border between Huguang and Guangxi, thinking of settling down here. Who would have thought that in this world, people's hearts are not ancient, and the young and middle-aged people in our group were caught as adults, and they are not We were exiled to the army just to be civilian husbands. The officers and soldiers saw that we were refugees and easy to bully, so they took us away without saying a word. The fellow villagers who were with us now don’t know whether they are alive or dead, or where they are. at. In fact, we had only arrived at Zhennanguan for a few days, and we caught up with the war. "
"Then what's going on in Zhennan Pass?" Gao Heng asked.
Fan Yu scratched his head, "I don't know the specifics. Anyway, the people who came in just now are Annan people. This group of Annan people used to often pick quarrels and cause trouble, but this time they dared to carry out large-scale attacks. This time they even learned how to do it at night." If we hadn't resisted with all our might, we probably wouldn't have been able to defend Zhennan Pass. But why the Annan people did this, I don't quite know the reason. It seems that one of their senior officials asked his subordinates to do this. of."
