Fu Song

Chapter 585 Annoyed
The first stop of condolences is the medical center.

In the series of systems established by Xiao Cheng for the Western Army back then, each battalion of the Western Army was required to be equipped with a doctor and several ambulance soldiers.At the level of the military commander, there must be a medical center belonging to the army, which specializes in treating injuries and illnesses for sergeants.

But this requirement is really too high in this era.

Only the most elite and most valued battalions can do this. The ordinary army is just some rescue soldiers with basic rescue experience.

But Gaochang, as the center of the entire Western Region and the economic center of the entire Western Region, is naturally indispensable.

And with the expansion of the war, more and more doctors gathered here, and of course, more and more wounded soldiers.

When Xiao Jing came to express his condolences, the first stop was naturally here.

Being able to treat wounded soldiers properly and in a timely manner is the biggest boost to the morale of frontline soldiers.

The Western Army has always maintained such high morale and loyalty to Xiao Ding. To a large extent, it is a series of systems that make these ordinary soldiers feel that the general manager cherishes and loves them, so they are also willing to stand up for them. Xiao Ding worked hard.

Whether it is the establishment of a medical center, the implementation of the death benefit system, or the resettlement after retirement due to disability, the Western Army has done it in a down-to-earth manner.

Among the Western Army, there is a taboo that cannot be touched.

One is the compensation for the war dead.

Most of these soldiers who retired due to disabilities were placed in the surrounding areas of Xingqing and Xingping Mansions, and the government allocated houses, land, livestock, and even wives to them.

And these disabled soldiers, after returning to their hometowns, have also become the most loyal supporters of the Western Army, the outer line of defense.

Because they all know that if the Western Army exists, their welfare will exist, and if the Western Army is gone, they will have nothing.

During farming season and farming, young and strong military training is organized in leisure time. Even children and women also need to undergo some basic military training.

The Western Army controls a vast area, but the number of people under its command is sparse, which is the biggest problem.

Everyone is a soldier, which is a necessary policy.

This is also the reason why Xiao Ding was unable to go out of Shaanxi to aid Tokyo after the battle in Xuanlei Village.

If he really wanted to send troops by force, the entire Western Army would be in chaos.

Even so, Tubo and Xizhou rebelled under the deliberate instigation of the Liao State, which has not yet subsided.

Although the army is strong, there are few people.

After the battle, the Liao Kingdom didn't feel anything, but the Western Army felt pain to the bone.

In the Northwest, women who gave birth to many children were rewarded by the government.

Two are the standard equipment, three or more, the government will reward ten guan, four, it is fifty guan, and five, it is one hundred guan.

However, because the previous base was too low, even though various policies were adopted, the increase in the number of people in the northwest region over the past ten years was still limited.

Cherishing Dingkou is the consensus of the entire Western Army.

There were many wounded soldiers.

Some were seriously injured and had been bedridden for some time, and some had fresh wounds, apparently just arrived.

There were about [-] people sleeping on the bunks in a large room, and the wounded soldiers were crowded tightly together. Obviously, the beds were in a bit of a hurry, which also showed from the side that this battle was not very easy.

The sanitation around the medical center was very good, and there was a faint smell of quicklime. Before entering the room, Xiao Jing walked around the outside and nodded with satisfaction.

He was well acquainted with the system of these matters.

Obviously, the Xiping Military Division has put this in place.

After stepping into the room, the scent of medicinal herbs mixed with the smell of blood rushed to the face, which was not very pleasant, but Xiao Jing's expression was as usual.A medical soldier was changing the dressing for a soldier with an injured leg. Seeing Xiao Jing stepping into the room accompanied by a group of people, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous. The soldier couldn't help screaming loudly, and with this cry, the medical soldier obviously became more nervous, and his legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground.

Both Zheng Jihua and Lei Dejin looked a little ugly.

Even though we have already greeted here today, and arranged skilled medical soldiers just to show it in front of the young manager, unexpectedly something went wrong, so we couldn't help but cast a fierce glance at the officials in charge of the medical center, The official bowed his head a little guilty.

Xiao Jing didn't think it was disobedient, he first bent down and pulled up the young medical soldier who was about his age, then turned around, and found a new medicine from the medicine box that the medical soldier put on the couch. He rolled up the bandage and bandaged the wounded soldier himself.

His techniques were even more skillful than this medical soldier, re-cleaning, applying medicine, bandaging, and flowing water. In the blink of an eye, only the wounded soldier was treated properly.

He straightened up, looked at the wounded soldier who was obviously a little frightened, and said with a smile: "There is no bone injury, no infection, at most one month, and you will be a lively hero again!"

The wounded soldier nodded repeatedly, stammered, but couldn't even speak.

"Sir, you manage your skills well, and you can even do this!" Zheng Jihua couldn't help praising him repeatedly. Judging by Xiao Jing's technique, it was obvious that he had received professional training.

"The general manager's personal soldier will devote one day every month to learn all kinds of first aid knowledge!" Xiao Jing said with a smile: "I am also the general manager's personal soldier, so naturally I have to learn."

"Young manager does what he does, but we are slack!" Zheng Jihua looked back at Lei Dejin, "In the future, we have to train our subordinates well. Everything must be on par with the manager!"

Xiao Jing smiled and did not answer, but looked over one by one.

There are lightly wounded soldiers in this room, and most of them can return to the battlefield.

But in other rooms, the injuries became more and more serious.

For some people, it is obvious that even if they recover from their injuries, they will no longer be able to stay in the army, while for others, whether they can survive or not really depends on God's blessing.

The death rate of wounded soldiers in the Western Army is about [-]%, which is actually quite a good result.

No matter how tight the food supply of the Western Army was, they would still brew a large amount of high-strength alcohol for medicinal purposes every year. It was precisely because of alcohol disinfection that the infection rate was greatly reduced and more people survived.

But if it is really infected, if you have a fever, it can only depend on luck.

The best way to express condolences is, of course, to send money.

Strings of tinkling yellow copper coins may be more effective than medicine for many wounded soldiers.

But Xiao Jing was still a young man after all, at first he was able to treat the lightly wounded soldiers without changing his expression, but as time went on, when he saw all kinds of strange wounded people and saw many people who were sure to die, his face turned pale after all.

He walked out of the ward a little restlessly, but just as he stepped out of the door, Xiao Jing stopped in his tracks. At some point, the open space in the middle of the medical hall was full of people, including the one he had just bandaged. The wounded soldier was standing among the crowd on crutches.

He turned his head to look at Zheng Jihua in doubt, and Zheng Jihua also looked puzzled.

"What do you want to do?" Red stepped forward and shouted loudly.

Among the wounded soldiers, a man who looked like an officer came out, with one arm dangling, and his head was wrapped like a rice dumpling, leaving only a mouth, a nose and two eyes outside.

He walked up to Xiao Jing with big strides, knelt down on one knee, but raised a stack of thick papers high with one good hand.

Xiao Jing bent down in confusion and wanted to help the officer up, but the officer was like cast iron, motionless, but said in his mouth: "Reporting to the general, we heard that the young master is coming, and we have something in our hearts, so we can't express it. I just hope that the young manager can report our heartfelt wishes to the chief manager."

Xiao Jing took the thick stack of papers, but he smelled a bloody smell, and his heart beat quickened. He glanced at Zheng Lei and the two before unfolding it, but after only reading the first page, his complexion turned a little changed.

This is a letter of persuasion.

Seeing that it was this thing, Xiao Jing immediately understood that the content of the letter must not be long, and what is behind it is probably the signatures, fingerprints and other things of the soldiers.

He glanced at Zheng Jihua angrily. If the two people in front of him didn't know about this kind of thing, it would be like treating him as a three-year-old child.

I heard Zheng Jihua still reprimanding the officer: "Bold, you, a small general, can handle important military and national affairs, come here, and drag him down."

Shouting is lively, but no one moves on the matter.

Xiao Jing closed the things in his hands, and said: "I know what you guys are thinking, I will definitely present this letter to the chief manager myself."

Hearing what Xiao Jing said, the exposed eyes of this injured Dujian laughed like crescent moons.

After such a thing happened, the following condolences inevitably seemed a bit hasty.

Not only Xiao Jing was a little distracted, but even Zheng Jihua and Lei Dejin were a little uneasy.

They could see that Xiao Jing was a little unhappy.

Xiao Jing really couldn't be happy, because every time he entered a battalion, he would receive a stack of the same things.

Doing this thing in such an organized way is trying to cover it up. Zheng Jihua Leide joined these two warriors, and his work is really rough.

Back at the seventh battalion's barracks, Xiao Jing finally pulled his face down, slapped the thick persuasion letter on the table heavily, and said angrily: "Zheng Jihua Lei Dejin treats me like a baby, and lies to my face, It's really annoying!"

Yang Fugui flipped through these things. Although he was not very literate, he generally understood the meaning: "Master Young, I don't think these people are wrong. Why can't the chief executive be the emperor? Now our Western Army controls [-] people. , there are millions of people under his command, and the territory is more than thousands of miles from east to west, north to south?"

"There are a lot of things involved here, it's so simple!" Xiao Jing said angrily.

Yang Fugui only thought that it would be no problem for the chief executive to be the emperor, but when he asked him to tell the reason, he became tongue-tied. Xiao Jing also knew that he couldn't talk to him, but there was no one around him to confide in, so he couldn't help being even more annoyed.

Didn't Xiao Jing have such a thought in his heart?
of course not.

Zhang Yuan had long wished that Xiao Jing could become emperor. His thoughts had been instilled in Xiao Jing a lot over the years, but Xiao Jing also knew the obstacle here.

Uncle Er disagreed.

In the past two years, his father had begun to give him many correspondence with his second uncle. Through these letters, Xiao Jing also knew Xiao Cheng's proposition, and Xiao Ding not only obeyed Xiao Cheng's words, but also blindly followed him.

In the middle of the night, a person quietly arrived at the Seventh Battalion's garrison. Seeing this person, even Xiao Jing was a little startled.

Xu Shen.

The spy of the Western Army.

This person is known as a thousand-faced man in the Western Army, a dragon who sees the head but does not see the tail, except for a few people who have seen him, others only hear Xu Shen's name, but do not see him.

I just know that under his leadership, Jing'an Division is very famous in the Northwest.

Seeing Xu Shen, Xiao Jing immediately felt that he had a backbone.

The reason why Xu Shen made Xiao Jing feel more affectionate and trusting was because Xu Shen was regarded as a retainer of his Xiao family.

Xu Shen's old man is called Xu Wuyan, he is over seventy, and he is still guarding the old house for the Xiao family in Tokyo!

Xiao Ding sent someone to pick up the old man, but the old man didn't want to move, he just wanted to guard the Xiao family's ancestral hall there.

"Uncle Xu, where did you come from?" Xiao Jing poured tea for Xu Shen himself, sat down and asked.

"He came from Shangjing Road. He was going to return to Xingqing Mansion immediately after meeting General Zheng and General Lei. When he arrived, he heard that Young Master is here, so he naturally wanted to see Young Master first!"

"How about Shangjing Dao? Zheng Jihua said that Yelu Xianshi wanted to attack us. Is it true or is he lying to me?" After today's incident, Xiao Jing no longer trusts Zheng Jihua and Lei Dejin.

"Eh? Zheng Jihua is already on guard. No wonder the general manager thinks highly of him and let him preside over the Xiping military division!" Xu Shen nodded and said, "The Liao Kingdom is indeed preparing for a major military operation!"

"Yelu Xianshi really wants to do something?" Yang Fugui jumped up all of a sudden, his face full of excitement: "Xu Dujian, can I stay here?"

"Commander Yang is so excited when he hears that there is a battle, but don't forget the most important task in your line of work! Is it more important to go to battle to kill the enemy, or to protect the son's safety?" Xu Shen rolled his eyes and looked at Yang Fugui. This guy, you're being cryptic, he might not understand, so it's better to be straightforward.

"Naturally, the safety of the Chief Guard is more important!" Fortunately, this time, Yang Fugui did not hesitate.

Xu Shen chuckled, and then said to Xiao Jing: "Yelu Xianshi is nothing, the key is Yelu Min!"

"Yelumin? Isn't he the commander of the Shan army? He wasn't stationed in Zhongjing, why did he come to Shangjing?" Xiao Jing was startled.

"I got the exact news from Shangjing Road. Yelumin is ready to lead the Shan army out of Zhongjing. He is likely to replace Yelu Xianshi as the governor of the Northwest Army's recruiting department. The matter of direction is almost entirely entrusted to this person."

"Thirty thousand belong to the Shan army?" Xiao Jing's expression suddenly turned ugly.

"Yelumin's first step should be to wipe out the remnants of the rebel army of the Wugu Dilie Commanding Division, but after that, I'm afraid he will covet the Western Regions!" Xu Shen let out a foul breath: "Because the information I got, although Fragmented, but it all mentions the Black Khanate and Huacizimo!"

(End of this chapter)