Daqin: Zulong faked his death, and I amputated the beauties in the harem

"Go and ask the imperial doctor! Please the imperial doctor!"

Wang Ben could only use roars to reform his inner grief.

On the other side, Ying Jia who noticed something strange rushed over.

Using perception to check the surrounding miles, only to find that those people have long since disappeared without a trace.

Turning his head to see the corpse lying on the ground, his face was gloomy: "Quickly pass on Zhang Zhongjing and ask him to bring the golden sore medicine."

"Report to the general, the casualties have been counted. A total of 31 soldiers died in battle, including three commanders."

"120 people were seriously injured, and 110 and nine people were slightly injured."

A soldier reported the casualties to Wang Ben with grief.

Hearing this, Wang Ben's face was gloomy, and he quickly adjusted his emotions. The soldiers were still waiting for him to give orders, so he couldn't stay immersed in grief.

"How many people were injured by the sword? And how many were injured in the heart?"

"Reporting to the general, all the wounded had sword wounds on their bodies, and 120 five of them had injuries to their lungs."

This……

As if a thunderbolt struck, Lao Wang held his forehead and frowned.

He has led Daqin Switzerland to fight for many years, so he naturally knows that except for those who died directly on the battlefield, those who were seriously injured, especially the wounds stabbed by swords, could easily die due to wound infection.

That is what later generations call tetanus.

Most of the spears and swords in the hands of the soldiers are rusty. In this era, medical treatment is underdeveloped. As long as the wound is infected, it will wait for the wound to rot completely and die.

If the wound is shallow, there may be a chance of recovery, but if it is deep, the chance of recovery is only about [-]-[-]%.

But if it hurts the heart, it is a dead end...

Seeing the uncleaned corpses on the ground and the wailing of the seriously injured soldiers, Wang Ben's eyes were bloodshot.

He rushed out with his people, and in the end he could only watch the group of thieves disappear into the night, and he was filled with resentment.

At the same time, he still felt a little regretful, if he agreed to obey Ying Jia's order, what equipment would his soldiers have.

Even if it can only be installed for [-] soldiers, perhaps there will be no such serious casualties.

According to the generous personality of the Twelve Young Masters, maybe the fine salt in the army will not have to worry about it.

Chapter 56 The General Died in Hundred Battles!

Is it because of the ancestral precepts of the Wang family that his soldiers were sent to die?

At this moment, Wang Ben doubted for the first time whether the decision he made was correct.

If Ying Jia agreed, maybe he could catch up and avenge his dead brothers.

Wang Ben has always put the lives of his subordinates more important than himself, but he can't do anything when he sees the wounded in such pain.

He is very uncomfortable at the moment.

Wang Ben kept urging the imperial doctor why he hadn't come yet, while checking the injuries of the soldiers.

Ying Jia looked gloomy at the casualties everywhere.

Jin Yiwei quickly reported the situation to him: "My lord, Lord Lu Bing was seriously injured, and eight other people were injured."

"How many times to kill the enemy?"

"A total of ten enemies were killed."

"I see, where is Lu Bing now?"

Jin Yiwei took Ying Jia to the place where the wounded were placed.

Wang Ben next to him was shocked when he heard that Jin Yiwei only injured nine people?Also beheaded ten enemies?

This team is too good.

All of them are brave and powerful!

But beheading ten enemies is far from enough.

He, Wang Ben, must show some color to those people, especially the leader.

"Has the imperial doctor arrived? Hurry up and get someone to urge you!"

Wang Ben became more and more anxious, wishing he could kill the night raider now.

Ying Jia inspected the injured Jin Yiwei, most of them were stab wounds, some were deep, even to the bone.

When Zhang Zhongjing arrived, he cleaned and disinfected them and applied the sore medicine, and they would heal in a short time.

Lu Bing was the most seriously injured, unable to move his body at all.

After some investigation, Ying Jia found that Lu Bing's meridians were damaged in many places, and his true energy was rampaging in his body. If he could not be treated in time, he might not survive tonight.

Seeing that there were no outsiders around, Ying Jia relievedly treated Lu Bing.

Inject a piece of true qi of the realm of heaven and man into Lu Bing's body, and transport it from the meridians to the whole body.

Then he suppressed the true pressure in his body that was disturbed by Xiang Yu.

After a stick of incense passed, Lu Bing slowly recovered, and he was no longer in danger of his life.

"Son!"

Lu Bing knelt down in front of Ying Jia with a plop, "Lu Bing failed to keep the field as expected by you, please punish me!"

Ying Jia helped him up: "Your injury has not healed yet, you should take a good rest, have you ever seen the appearance of that man clearly?"

Seeing that Ying Jia didn't look like he wanted to punish him, Lu Bing felt relieved. After thinking about it for a while, he said:

"The man is nine feet tall, burly and strong, holding a spear in his hand, and he is already a great master."

"And it's so powerful, I just couldn't resist him after fighting a few moves. I've never seen such a powerful person before."

Hearing this, Ying Jia already knew it in her heart.

The strength is infinite, and the spear in hand must be Xiang Yu!

snort!I haven't looked for you yet, but I didn't expect you to come to my door.

You are just relying on your brute strength to hurt my Jin Yiwei, and I will definitely make you pay the price.

"When Zhang Zhongjing comes and applies golden sore medicine to the injured, what else should you do?"

"As ordered!"

Lu Bing folded his fists and knelt down.

Ying Jia went to the field to have a look, and found that a few potato seedlings were missing. At this time, he already knew the purpose of Xiang Yu's visit.

Then, he went to the barracks again. After all, he asked Wang Ben to garrison the fields for him. Now that the soldiers are injured, they can't ignore it.

in the camp.

The light of the fire shone on the faces of the wounded soldiers.

The wounds on their bodies were only simply bandaged, and there was nothing they could do except to stop the bleeding.

The soldiers who had injured their lungs were dripping with blood, and no matter how much they bandaged them, they couldn't stop the bleeding.

According to the speed at which the blood flowed out, they would lose their breath within half an hour.

A soldier with a short knife stuck in his abdomen was dying and could only wait for death.

One injured his lungs, had trouble breathing and was pale, unable to be treated.

A soldier's leg was covered with white bones. If there was no infection, he might be able to save his life, otherwise he would have to amputate his limbs to survive.

Wang Ben looked at the strength one by one, he was a battle-tested person who was used to seeing life and death, and his eyes turned red when he was not noticed by others.

Seeing the pain of the soldiers, I wish I was the one who was injured.

He secretly made up his mind that he must let those people pay in blood.

Wang Ben came to the soldier whose abdomen was bleeding profusely, and looked him up and down.

On that green face, there was mortal despair in his eyes.

"Son, what's your name? How old is this year?"

"Reporting... General, my name is Tang Tai, and I have just reached the age of weak crown."

"This is... my fifth year with the general."

"Only 20 years old, only 20 years old."

Wang Ben's heart was churning, and his voice was a little choked.

Seeing Wang Ben's regretful expression, the young soldier smiled palely, and comforted him instead:

"Don't be sad, General. My father also fought with you. He almost died when he attacked Chu, but you saved him."

"From that day on, he decided to buy your life for you. Perhaps because of your blessing, he didn't return his life to you until he returned home after the war."

"So, he asked me to enter the barracks and fight with you until my life is paid back."

"Don't worry, general. Even if I die, there is still a brother in my family. Let him follow you when he reaches the age to join the army."

"The general loves us little soldiers, and is willing to die for the general."

Hearing this, Wang Ben's heart was cut like a knife.

He who had been holding back tears all the time decided to mention it at this moment, a stream of damp and hot stuff flowed down from his face that had experienced many vicissitudes.

Seeing this, the soldiers who were also injured also comforted Wang Ben.

"General, don't cry. We have been prepared to be shrouded in horse leather since the moment we followed you. The general will definitely avenge us."

"Yes, General. I have brothers and sisters in my family. They will take good care of my old lady. Don't worry about it, General."

"The general treats us like children. We are willing to die for you. We only hope that we can follow the general in the next life."

Wang Ben was filled with emotion, how could he make these soldiers willingly give their lives to him.

Thinking of this, he raised his head to let the tears flow back, clenched his fists and said in a deep voice:

"Brothers, hang in there, you're all going to be fine."

"My old king is not old yet. If he can go to the battlefield and kill the thieves, I will definitely avenge you."

"Plop!"

Just when everyone turned their heads to check the situation, they found a soldier lying on the ground.

There was no blood on his face, which was due to excessive blood loss, but there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, probably because he heard that the general wanted to avenge himself, and he didn't have any worries.

Wang Ben rushed over in a hurry and covered the soldier's wound with his hand, but he couldn't cover it no matter what.

"Hot the knife red and put it on the wound to sterilize it."

His tone was cold but hurried.

Chapter 57 Wang Ben's Final Choice!

Wang Ben turned his head, but saw Ying Jia rushing over, he was a little confused about what disinfection is.

What is this for?

"If you want to save him, do it quickly."

Hearing that it could save lives, Wang Ben didn't care whether it was useful or not, he had to try it before saying it, and shouted:

"Have you heard, do as you say."

"Zizi!"

The red-hot knife was placed on the wound, and there was a sizzling sound instantly, which seemed to have stopped the bleeding.

"This only temporarily stopped the bleeding, and the chance of wound infection is still very high, so it doesn't make much sense."

Wang Ben turned his head when he heard the sound.

Xia Wuqi!

The imperial doctor who saved Ying Zheng's life when Jing Ke assassinated Qin Qin.