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Chapter 783 Skin trauma, you still need to rest?

Standing on the saddle and looking through the binoculars, Li Changsheng, the general commander of the left division of the Huwei Battalion of the Xuanbei Army, saw smoke and dust billowing from the south bank of the Daughter River in the southeast direction, moving straight towards him.

According to Li Changsheng's judgment, although the distance between the enemy and the two groups of soldiers and horses is almost the same.

However, judging from the consistent performance of the Qing army on the battlefield, even when they sensed something strange here, most of them would send someone over to check it out first, and then the brigade would gallop up.

Moreover, along the road just now, there were still many traces of fighting, including the corpses of those Tartars, which would make them suspicious and further delay their arrival.

And the brothers on the right whistle under his command must have received the information before turning back to rescue, and now they have the guidance of the number gun, and they will come here at full speed.

In this way, one first and one behind, one fast and one slow, it means that the two sides are the same distance from themselves, and at that time, their own reinforcements arrived first.

Therefore, the safest policy in front of us is to stick to it and wait for help.

But just to be on the safe side, Li Changsheng still ordered Liu Shouzhu, the head of Zuoqinghe, to lead the lightly wounded, escort the seriously injured soldiers and the extra horses and weapons, set off first, and meet Zuoqinghe in the direction of aid.

Sure enough, under Li Changsheng's gaze through the binoculars, a few of the Tartar sentry cavalry team in the northeast were running towards this side, and their large team stopped to wait for the news.

However, to the south of the circle formed by Li Changsheng, a larger cloud of smoke and dust rose up again. In the wilderness, the smoke and dust rolled in like a torrent. Obviously, the horse team over there was galloping at full speed, galloping towards this side at high speed. Come.

Seeing such a situation, even the sentry scouts from the Qing army who rode out from the Qing army hesitated, slowing down their horses even more, not daring to come too close to inspect.

The smoke and dust rose to the sky, and the hooves sounded like thunder.

Finally, in the billowing smoke and dust rushing from the south, teams of elite warriors riding out appeared in front of Li Changsheng and others.

They all wear iron pointed hats and helmets, short bright red armor, and each of them is equipped with one person, two horses, or three horses. There is an indescribable fierceness in their behavior.

Like a red wave, they came surging forward. Although there were only more than two hundred strong and brave knights, they gave off an aura like a thousand troops.

Running in the front was a young general with a handsome face like Zhang Jintai, but a taller and taller figure. He was the chief general of the Tiger Guard Battalion of the Xuanbei Army and also Lin Fangping, the guerrilla general of the Central Qianzong.

From a distance, Lin Fangping saw the team leader Liu Shouzhu's team riding his horse and slowly retreating. He raised the tiger gun in his hand, and the cavalry behind him immediately ran to both sides, and instantly gave way to Liu Shouzhu and the others. pass.

Although they adjusted their direction during the Mercedes-Benz and gave way to the middle passage, it didn't affect the speed of the rush in the slightest.

Lin Fangping had already seen the formation surrounded by war horses and luggage in front of him, and when he rushed to the front, he also saw a puff of smoke and dust rolling in the air in the direction of Nuerhe in the north.

He also had an anxious expression on his face, worried that Li Changsheng's left side was weak after a long battle, and if he was besieged by the Tartars again, the damage would be even worse, so he hurriedly urged his horse forward.

When he ran closer and closer, and saw the traces of the tragic battle just now, his face changed drastically, and the Yebushou people behind him were also full of worry.

While worrying, suddenly, Lin Fangping's face showed joy.

I saw a few people galloping out of the battle horse and supply garden, raising their hands and shouting at them, cheering and jumping, who are they not Li Changsheng and Zhang Jintai?
Lin Fangping was ecstatic in his heart, and he also shouted: "It's Brother Li, it's Xiao Jintai and the others!"

The Ye Bu Shou who followed behind him were equally overjoyed: "It's Master Li..."

"Master Li is fine...Master Wan and the others are fine..."

On the other hand, Li Changsheng stomped his feet and waved at Lin Fangping and others who were running towards him, and shouted loudly, "General Lin... this way... this way."

Seeing that it wasn't his right sentry who came, but the Tiger Guard's general Lin Fangping led the elite from the central area to meet him, Li Changsheng's heart was instantly settled.

At this time, the Tartar sentry cavalry running from the north had already seen clearly.

In the binoculars, they were all wearing yellow armor with red borders on the outside, but they were soldiers and horses from Manchuria with yellow flags, and their number exceeded a hundred horsemen.

Facing the Tartar scouts far more than himself, if he fought again, not only would Li Changsheng not be sure of winning, he might even have difficulty escaping.

After all, the Tazi soldiers over there had never participated in battles, not only was their organization complete, but their physical strength was not consumed at all, while on our own side, after repeated battles, the soldiers were very tired and lacked in strength.

Unless he could bear to give up the wounded brothers who hadn't been escorted away immediately, he just led the elite to ride away immediately.

But how could he do this?
Fortunately, Lin Fangping led the elite reinforcements from the Tiger Guard Battalion and arrived one step ahead of the Tartars. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Seeing that the sentry officer Wan Guangjin beside him also lost his original composure, Lin Fangping, who kept rushing forward, yelled loudly and raised his hand to call, those brothers who were not injured also ran out one by one, cheering and jumping.

Zhang Jintai also burst out laughing, and he clamored to kill the general again, and wiped out the Tartars rushing from the north.

Just when he was excited, suddenly, he felt congested and bored in his chest, and then his eyes darkened, and he passed out unconsciously, only faintly heard the exclamation and exclamation of Li Changsheng, Wan Guangjin, Zhao Xingguang and others beside him. shouting.

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When Zhang Jintai woke up again, he found himself lying on a warm and comfortable wooden bed, surrounded by bursts of medicinal fragrance.

His upper body was completely naked, and someone was constantly moving around on his shoulders. As consciousness gradually recovered, he felt the smell of herbs filling his nostrils.

Zhang Jintai was struggling to get up, when a gentle and majestic voice came from the side: "Don't move around."

Just hearing this voice, Zhang Jintai immediately felt a warmth in his heart.

He lay obediently on the wooden bed, turned his head slightly with difficulty, and saw that it was Zhang Cheng, the commander-in-chief of the Xuanfu, his father, who was sitting on a chair and watching him majestically and benevolently, his eyes full of concern .

Beside Zhang Cheng, there were Wei Zhice, Zhang Guangda, Zhang Guodong, Lin Fangping and other generals, as well as his elder brother Zhang Chengfang, who also looked at him with great concern, and there were obvious traces of tears in his eyes.

Seeing all this, Zhang Jintai's eyes couldn't help but feel moist, and he felt full of warmth in his heart.

Shi Jianneng, a military medical officer, was busy doing something on his shoulders, and there were several military doctors beside him, helping him.

Zhang Jintai regained his spirit a bit, and he said with a smile: "Why is there such a big battle, the commander-in-chief is relieved, Jin Tai is fine."

Zhang Cheng glared at him, and said: "It's a good thing to go up first before the battle, and this commander also highly respects it. However, in a battle, the enemy can come from all directions. When the chaotic army is fighting, the most important thing is eye contact." Ear.

You have to be accurate, try your best to control the enemy with one blow, and listen to the sound to distinguish your position. If there is something wrong with the wind, you must act quickly to control the enemy first, so that you can not be controlled by the enemy.

I hope you have the experience of being sent out this time, and after being injured in the battle, you can learn a lesson and grow up as soon as possible, so that you can relieve my worries! "

After Zhang Jintai heard these words, he immediately became serious, and said in a pleading tone: "Father commander, transfer Jintai to the Tiger Guard camp!"

Seeing his appearance, Wei Zhice, Zhang Guangda and the others all laughed, and Zhang Cheng also had a gratified smile on his face. He said, "You boy, you deserve it!"

Everyone knows that Zhang Jintai's dream is to be a night boy, and travel across mountains, rivers and lakes with his brothers, looking for elite Tartars to fight.

After all, he still can't forget that in Mafang Village, the northern suburb of Gyeonggi Province, his parents were killed by the Tartars. This blood feud, this may be the biggest pain in his heart!
I remember that when the army first arrived in Songshan, in the big tent of the Xuanbei military camp, when Zhang Cheng asked each of them about their ideals, Zhang Jintai once expressed that he wanted to be a real night fighter.

At that time he said: "I want to do nothing at night, and lead my brothers to travel through the mountains and forests, and only fight against the most elite white-armored sentry cavalry of the Tartars. That would be a joy."

It hasn't been long now, and everyone naturally remembers this. After hearing Zhang Jintai's words, they couldn't help turning their eyes to Zhang Cheng.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Cheng turned his head away. He looked at the medical officer Shi Jianneng at the side, and said, "Medical Officer Shi, how is Jin Tai's injury? Does it matter?"

The medical officer Shi Jianneng shook his head for a while, and then said: "You don't have to worry about it, Marshal, although Zhang Jintai was in a coma for a long time, it wasn't all caused by his injuries.

It's just that after going out for a long time, he was tired and exhausted. In addition, when he first came to the battle, he was too concentrated when fighting. When he suddenly saw the reinforcements coming, he relaxed his mind instantly.

The main injury on his body was still in the back of the shoulder where he was hit with a blunt instrument by the slave, resulting in several bone fractures. Fortunately, the bone fractures were not deep or large. After the wound was bandaged and covered with wound medicine, only It takes more than a month to recover. "

Hearing this, Zhang Jintai couldn't help lying on the bed and shouting: "What are you doing, you have to rest for more than a month?"

Shi Jianneng put down the tools in his hands, ignored Zhang Jintai, and added to Zhang Cheng with his beard: "Marshal, it's best to transfer Zhang Jintai to Songshan Castle to recuperate, the injury may heal faster. "

Zhang Jintai heard his words from the side, and couldn't help screaming immediately: "What? Just this little injury, and you still have to go to Songshan Castle to recuperate?"

Zhang Cheng yelled at him with a serious expression: "Shut up. All matters related to recuperation of injuries in the army are handled by the medical officer alone. What the hell are you screaming here?"

Although Zhang Jintai is relatively more naughty than Zhang Chengfang, he is also a good boy with a pure nature, but he is lively in nature, doesn't like to stick to the rules, and likes to take risks.

His fear of his adoptive father Zhang Cheng has been deeply rooted in his heart, and it has long been ingrained. Perhaps most of it is gratitude and respect. After all, Zhang Cheng rescued him and took him into his sect to raise and cultivate him himself.

At this time, after Zhang Jintai heard Zhang Cheng's words, he didn't dare to say anything more, but he had an active personality, and it was really more uncomfortable to let him recuperate wrapped in thick gauze than killing him.

But even so, he only dared to murmur in his mouth, just complaining endlessly, but he didn't dare to speak out to beg again.

Medical officer Shi Jianneng stroked his beard, smiled and said nothing, Zhang Cheng's way of being suspicious and not suspicious, made him feel very comfortable.

Thinking back to those days, he was a poor little doctor who fled from the land of all virtues in Gyeonggi to the wild place near Xuanfu before escaping from the Tartars.

Fortunately, when he was exiled to the city of Chang'anling, by chance he healed the arrow wound on the body of the guard at that time, and then he was left to live in the city of Chang'anling, and then he was replaced by the medical officer of the Thousand Households of Chang'anling.

Afterwards, he settled down in the city of Chang'an Ridge, where he married a wife and had children. He originally thought that he would spend his life like this.

Never thought that Xue Liangqing would catch up with Zhang Cheng's assassination. He also fell into Zhang Cheng's eyes because he healed Zhang Cheng's wound from the dirty arrow this time.

Since then, he has been traveling in various battalions of the Xuanbei Army, giving full play to the trauma debridement techniques he has learned all his life, and has brought a large number of medical doctors in the field of gold and wound medicine to accompany the army.

Jinchuangke, this is a subject determined by Zhang Cheng himself. It specifically refers to the treatment of wounds such as knives, guns, and axes on the battlefield. He also personally taught Shi Jianneng some knowledge about disinfection and infection prevention. Inspiration for Shi Jianneng Very big.

At the same time, Shi Jianneng also saw the thriving atmosphere in Xuanbei. He even expressed early on that he would move his family to Chicheng Castle to settle down. After getting Zhang Cheng's permission, he finally realized his wish last year.

This time when he came to assist Liaodong, Zhang Cheng brought Shi Jianneng with him precisely because of his true ability in healing sword wounds, and he also predicted that there must be an extremely bloody killing here.

Even Shi Jianneng himself did not expect that he would have such a status and status. Every time Shi Jianneng sighs with emotion, it is really mysterious.

At this time, Lin Fangping suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Li, this time you have done a good job in scouting, and the information you brought back moved even our commander-in-chief!"

Zhang Cheng also praised him warmly: "Not bad, it's really good."

Li Changsheng was originally standing behind Lin Fangping. Although he was the chief general of the sentry this time, he did not have a place to speak in front of the generals. Therefore, although he was also very concerned about Zhang Jintai's injury, he could only hide in the Just listen carefully.

Seeing his own general Lin Fangping and the general's master praising him, he couldn't help but get excited immediately, and then his eyes turned red again, and he said with a sob: "It's a pity, many good brothers are lost in the hands of the Tartars, and there are many more... The brother was also injured."

At the end of his speech, he remembered the cruelty of the battlefield at that time, and couldn't help but shed tears: "If General Lin hadn't come to help in time, I'm afraid..."

While crying, he beat the bed board under him vigorously, "Kang... Bang..." sounded.

Everyone in the house was also dejected.

(End of this chapter)