Prosperous Tang Blood Blade

"Get out of the way, greet them with rolling wood and rocks!"

Chapter 15 Unpredictable means

Rolling wood and beating stone is one of the ancient city defense weapons, and its working principle is similar to the iron pulley in Shuoyue Quanzhuan.That is to build a slope on the inside of the city wall. On the top of the slope, a solid wooden log as thick as a bucket is fixed with ropes. The surface of the log is filled with three-edged iron thorns. It will roll down towards the opponent, and the soldiers who are attacking by the opponent will be crushed in front of this kind of rolling wood and stone.

In the era of cold weapons, a small city could be defended for months or even years, because the Huns were raging in northern China, and ancient China invented the city defense equipment and system.

The left and right ends of the rolling stone are fixed with iron locks. When the kinetic energy of the rolling stone is exhausted, the defenders can turn the wheel and pull the rolling stone back to the top of the slope for repeated use.

Chong Fei has heavy weapons such as trebuchets, and destroys all these rolling wooden stones, otherwise the ants attacking the city would be suicide.

In terms of defending the city, the Chinese are the nation best at defending the city in the world.The Mongolian army that swept across the world was blocked under Xiangyang City for 38 years. Even with the so-called return cannon, it failed to break through Xiangyang City. Xiangyang City was finally lost because the defender surrendered.

If it weren't for Xue Renguo's rage, he would never have made the mistake of underestimating the enemy.

However, the consequences of this mistake were quite disastrous.More than a thousand soldiers of the Western Qin Army were directly buried.Dozens of rolling stones weighing a thousand catties were pushed down by Jingyang Xiangyong. As the rolling stones roared and rolled down, the swarming Western Qin army was knocked down one after another. In just a few breaths, There were as many as 600 Western Qin soldiers who rushed up the city wall, and not a single one was alive.

Almost without exception, the soldiers of the Western Qin Army who were knocked down by the rolling wood and the rock, or the Jingyang Xiangyong who was accidentally hit, all turned into a blurred mass of flesh and blood.

Xue Renguo looked at this scene and did not insist. He is also a person who is proficient in the art of war. Although he doesn't care about the lives of soldiers, his morale has dropped to freezing point. Apart from increasing casualties, it is useless to fight again.

The war has stopped, and both sides are licking their wounds, accumulating strength, and preparing for a comeback.

While cleaning the battlefield on the city wall and treating the wounded soldiers, Chen Ying almost cried.

Nearly half of the three township valor groups he had painstakingly formed now suffered casualties.Among them, 350 were killed in battle, [-] and [-] were injured, and even the wounded were counted as able to maintain combat effectiveness, less than one and a half regiments.

With so many casualties in Jingyang City, Xiangyong was filled with mourning and crying.

Since the Western Qin Army did not have trebuchets, the wounded soldiers were temporarily placed at the foot of the city.When Chen Ying came to this temporary camp for wounded soldiers, his heart was very heavy.

"Please, give me a good time!" A seriously injured Xiangyong moaned like a mouse.

Chen Ying felt as if something was stuffed in his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Carefully inspecting the Xiangyong's injury, Chen Ying couldn't help but frowned. The wounded soldier had only one wound, on the outer side of the thigh. Although the wound was long and deep, it was not fatal.

"Live well!" Chen Ying persuaded in a low voice, "If you have an injury like yours, if you die, you can be alive and kicking in a month at most."

"I can't stop the bleeding, I can't live with this kind of injury!" The wounded soldier stretched out his bloody hand and touched Chen Ying with difficulty: "Please... please, give me a good time!"

"Manager Chen, please give me a good time, please!"

The doctor who was treating the wounded soldier poured a large bag of yellow medicinal powder on the wound, and the blood continued to flow out, causing the medicinal powder to be washed away quickly, which could not achieve the effect of stopping bleeding at all.

Seeing that the medicine powder to stop the bleeding was ineffective, the middle-aged doctor was obviously flustered.Several kinds of medicinal powders were changed again, and some raw herbs were even given to the wounded soldier, but the bleeding still couldn't be stopped. Now the middle-aged doctor was a little helpless.

Zhang Huaiwei said: "Whether this kind of injury can survive or not depends entirely on God's will. Don't waste time, go and save other people!"

"Slow down, I have a way to stop the bleeding!"

Chen Ying vaguely remembered that Chinese medicine technology was not far behind. Hua Tuo had already invented Chinese medicine surgery, and even proposed to perform a craniotomy on Cao Cao.Of course, after Hua Tuo's death, most of the medical skills were lost.It has to be said that it is a tragedy.

Chen Ying actually doesn't know medical skills, but he has watched TV and novels, so he knows that suturing the wound is actually not that difficult.Anyway, this soldier has already been sentenced to death by the doctor, it is his good fortune to be able to save his life, and it is God's will if he cannot be saved.

Chen Ying suddenly said in a hurry: "Find me a needle, a big needle for sewing clothes, and thread... Hurry up!"

At this time, Chen Ying had established absolute prestige in Jingyang City, and after a while, a sweaty villager handed over the sewing bag to Chen Ying.

Looking at the wounded soldier's distracted eyes, Chen said urgently: "I have a way to stop the bleeding, but you still can't die!"

When the wounded soldier heard this, a gleam appeared in his dim eyes.

Chen Ying put the thread in boiling water and boiled it, and then found one to wash his hands with lime water.

A sterile environment is required prior to surgery to avoid wound infection.Chen Ying didn't have that condition at this time, and he couldn't even make the alcohol for disinfection urgently. At this time, he could only do his best and obey the destiny.

Chen Ying took the needle and sterilized it on the charcoal fire. At the same time, he twisted the needle into a curved hook. After the needle became cool, he passed the silk thread through the needle.After making these preparations, Chen Ying checked the other person's wound again, and found that the tendons inside were not broken, then cleaned out some foreign objects inside, and finally picked up the needle and began to sew up the wound.

Seeing Chen Ying sew up the wound like a garment, the other soldiers backed away in fright.As Chen Ying stitched faster and faster, the soldier's thigh wound, which was nearly a foot long, gradually stopped bleeding.When Chen Ying finally closed his mouth, he deliberately left a small mouth to let the blood in the wound drain out. The reason why he knew this was that he had learned some first aid knowledge, and was also influenced by some books, movies, etc. Influence……

After Chen Ying stitched up the casualties, he suddenly found that the doctor was still watching Chen Ying stitch up the wound.

"What's your name?"

"Little... little old Chen Huairen!" Chen Huairen was shocked by Chen Ying's method of suturing the wound, and it took him a long time to recover.

"Oh!" Chen Ying said with a slight smile: "I didn't expect that we were one family 500 years ago! Do you remember this wound suturing technique?"

"It's almost there!" Chen Huairen said suspiciously: "Dare to ask Manager Chen, is this... the suture technique created by the manager?"

"How can I have this ability!" Chen Ying said: "I saw this in a broken ancient book, it seems to be created by Hua Tuo.

By the way, how many doctors are there in the city now? "

Chen Huairen said: "Counting the little old man and four apprentices who have not graduated from the teacher, there are 11 people in total!"

Chen Yingdao: "Now the director is setting up the Jingyang Township Yong Medical Team, and you, Chen Huairen, are the head of the school's medical team, and your rank is tentatively set at Rank [-]!"

"Thank you, Manager Chen, for your love!" Chen Huairen kowtowed to Chen Ying again and again: "Young... I will never let down Manager Chen's high hopes for my humble job!"

"Teach others this suturing technique, and use this method to treat those wounds that are difficult to stop bleeding!" Chen Ying said: "After suturing the wound, apply the medicine according to the original prescription, and boil some medicine for nourishing blood and removing blood stasis. , the weather is not hot now, the wound is not easy to inflame, as long as the wound is not inflamed, it should be fine after a period of time!"

Chapter No.16 You Are My Person

Li Xiuning stood on the city wall, looking at the Western Qin army camp in the distance, with a look of indifference on his face.

Today's Tang Dynasty is also troubled. In the east, Luoyang Wang Shichong's army is overwhelming the country, watching it covetously.In the west, there is Xue Ju of the Western Qin Dynasty, who attacked the city and pulled out the stronghold, destroying the dead.

Is Datang really sunset?

For a moment, Li Xiuning was a little lost.

"your Highness!"

"Ah!" Li Xiuning turned her head and saw Chen Ying holding a black ball, smiling at herself.

Li Xiuning suddenly discovered that Chen Ying was very good-looking.Just as men like to look at beautiful women, Li Xiuning, as a woman, does not reject good-looking handsome men.Especially Chen Ying's deep eyes seemed to have an inexplicable attraction.

Chen Yingdao: "Your Highness, you haven't had a single drop of water since morning. You must be hungry, right?"

Li Xiuning asked in surprise, "Is this something to eat?"

"Of course!" Chen Ying dragged the black ball with his left hand, clenched his right hand into a fist, and slammed it heavily on the black ball. Suddenly, the fragrance overflowed.

"This is……?"

"This is called a beggar chicken!"