In today's battle, under the attack of the Turks' return artillery, the walls of Shuofang City made of loess were greatly damaged.
Potholes were everywhere, and even the breastwork had been blasted out of multiple openings and urgently needed to be repaired.
But the sky does not fulfill people's wishes, and now it is the season of cold and freezing, after a first snow, the cold wind is raging, dripping into ice, and how to repair the city wall This person Wei Wen is often anxious, even if he shoots the chest wall all over, it will not help, there is no way.
Who knew that Xue Na gave a bad idea and pushed this problem to Zhao Wuving.
As for whether Zhao Wudi can solve it It doesn't matter at all, anyway, everyone can't think of a way to repair the city wall, and it doesn't matter if there is a Zhao Wuving Qin Huaiyu frowned and looked at Xue Na, just watched silently, didn't say a word, and didn't know what he meant in his heart.
This made Xue Na feel pressured, and he was very nervous, but he didn't dare to ask, so he had to stare at it with wide eyes and a big grin.
After a long time like this, Qin Huaiyu didn't bother to look at him, moved his gaze to Wei Wenchang, and said in an inquiring tone: "Try it" "Then try" Wei Wenchang nodded slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Qin Gang, quickly go to spread the word that Zhao Wudi, the brigade commander of Yangzhou Zhichong Mansion, is coming," the general Qin Huaiyu ordered.
Although he is a military general and was born in a general's family, he is not a big old man, but has read scriptures and learned moral articles since he was a child, and he can be called a wise general.
Qin Huaiyu greatly admires the Confucian golden mean, and never refuses good suggestions from others.
Since you can't think of a way, you might as well try Xue Na's recommendation and open your mouth, maybe you can really survive in the dark.
What's more, Wei Wenchang doesn't object, so let Zhao Wudi try, even if there is no way, it is just to maintain the status quo, and it is not disappointing.
At this time, Zhao Wudi didn't know that he had been sold by Xue Na, and he was looking for Mo'er everywhere when he was full of food and drink.
When the fighting stopped, the soldiers who changed their guards from above the city, intact and uninjured, naturally went back to their own barracks, but those wounded soldiers were gathered together and received treatment from Langzhong.
After today's battle, thousands of wounded people have been added, plus yesterday's wounded soldiers, Lang Zhong's wounded barracks have long been overcrowded and overwhelmed.
In desperation, the adjacent rows of warehouses had to be vacated to settle the wounded soldiers.
There is no shortage of medicinal materials in the city, and the household department sent a lot of them before the snow, plus there has been basically no war in the past few years, and there are still many remains, which are enough for the Langzhong to use.
It's just that there are no medicinal materials without Langzhong, and although Shuofang City is a military city, it is impossible to be equipped to treat thousands of wounded soldiers at one time.
Therefore, in Shuofang City at this time, all Langzhong has become fragrant and sweet, and at the same time, they are also the busiest people.
The camp for wounded soldiers was brightly lit and overcrowded, and the cold felt was spread all over the ground, on which the wounded soldiers sat or lay down one by one, and the wails came and went, and even the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made people sick.
Most of the wounded soldiers were wounded by arrows, and a few were injured by the stone bullets of the return cannon, as well as a few who were crushed by the collapsed city gatehouse.
The arrows in the arms and legs here are considered to be minor injuries, because there are too many wounded soldiers, and the Lang Zhong are really too busy, so they can only carry it first, and there is a mouthful of millet buns.
When fighting a war, treating serious injuries first and then dealing with minor injuries is the order stipulated in the regulations of the army, and no one can blame Lang Zhong.
As for the seriously injured soldiers, the scene can be described as unbearable, and it can be called purgatory on earth.
There were those whose legs were crushed into tatters by stone bullets, those whose stomachs were shot into hornet's nests, and those who were smashed by stone bullets that broke their sternums and vomited blood In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that many seriously injured soldiers can't be saved at all, but as long as there is still a breath of air, you can't see death without saving it Therefore, there are constantly wounded soldiers dying in the wounded barracks, and then they are carried away by the auxiliaries, and the smell of blood is filled with a strong sadness, which is extremely depressing.
Even though Zhao Wudi is a soldier for two lifetimes, he is used to seeing life and death, and he is still in a very uncomfortable mood when he walks in this wounded barracks.
Poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a spring boudoir dream.
Behind every wounded soldier who dies there is a family, and there are relatives who are waiting for their return.
Who would have thought that from now on, yin and yang will be separated and never seen again, leaving behind many orphans, widows, and broken families Zhao Wudi was in a heavy mood, and it wasn't until he saw Mo'er that he got better.
"Somebody's going to find me a basin of hot water."
Mo'er devoted herself to treating the wounded soldiers, and she didn't find out that it was Zhao Wuving, but used him as an auxiliary.
Zhao Wudi didn't break it, turned around and went out, and it took a long time to find a place and bring a basin of hot water to Mo'er.
"Why do you do things like this, it will delay the lives of wounded soldiers, what a fool" It seems that the hot water was delivered late, which made Mo'er very dissatisfied, so she took the hot water easily, and did not forget to turn around and give a big white eye, this glance turned out to be Zhao Wudi, and she couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and chuckled: "How did you find this time, it's better to sleep and recuperate." ” "It's still early, I'm here to bring you food."
Zhao Wuyi said.
"How can I have time to eat," Mo'er frowned and sighed, but her heart was sweet, warmer than drinking mutton soup.
The wounded soldier Mo'er was trying to treat, his face was covered with blood and dust, and he couldn't see his age clearly.
A pair of legs three inches below the knees, all of them became rotten meat, it seems that they were hit by a stone bullet, and it is difficult for him to stand up to such a serious injury, and he did not shout like others, and seemed very quiet.
It's just that there is a sense of anticipation in those eyes that is eager to live, yes, it is the idea of survival, Zhao Wudi can see it very clearly.
"Uncle, you can't save this leg, you need to amputate it."
Mo'er's voice was gentle and nice, but she said something terrible.
If a person, especially a person in the army, loses his legs all of a sudden, and becomes a wasted person from now on, I am afraid that life is worse than death.
Who would have expected that the wounded soldier said in a calm tone: "Lao Xiaolang is hit, and he can stand it."
The wounded soldier agreed to cut off the two rotten legs, which was a hard work, with a saw and a knife, it was estimated that Mo'er's small body was enough to choke.
"I don't have time to talk to you."
Mo'er smiled apologetically at Zhao Wuving.
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Then she instructed one of the auxiliaries to move the brazier and a large iron saw, ready to cut off the wounded soldier's legs.
Zhao Wudi couldn't help but shudder, so he directly sawed his legs with a saw, you must know that this is not wood, how painful it is: