[Comprehensive] Feasibility report on the restoration of the country

After dawn, Murong Fu gathered the auxiliary soldiers who were in charge of taking care of the wounded in the wounded barracks for a meeting.As soon as the battle started, everyone in the wounded barracks kept their feet on the ground.As the head of the wounded barracks, Murong Fu set up a few rules when he first arrived, but the rest of the time he always works first and rests later.Now when I suddenly heard that he was going to have a meeting, everyone was quite curious. Not only the auxiliary soldiers had arrived, but even a few doctors had squeezed out the rest time to come and listen, and the small earthen hut that was temporarily used as a conference room was crowded. The ground is full.

Everyone saw Murong Fu standing behind a desk, on which there were a lot of cloth strips with red cross painted on them, one of them was tied around Murong Fu's left arm.The arm is tied with white cloth, which is only the case when mourning.It's just that even if you are in mourning, you won't draw a red cross on the cloth.Everyone was secretly wondering where Murong Fu was making trouble, Murong Fu stretched out his hand to slightly suppress the noisy conversation in the room, and raised his voice: "I called everyone here today to announce something. Please be quiet and listen next time. Word."

As soon as Murong Fu finished speaking, there was no sound in the earthen house.It turned out that these auxiliary soldiers were one level lower than the imperial army in the Xiang army. They were in the wounded barracks and had no medical skills. Most of their daily work was cleaning bandages and carrying corpses and other dirty work.Although they are called auxiliary soldiers, they are no different from hard labor. Not only are they looked down upon by others, they will also be beaten and scolded if they run into a bad-tempered wounded soldier.Only Murong Fu is willing to carefully teach them to distinguish simple medicine and various nursing methods, and train them from hard labor to qualified nurses.Although the work has become a lot more heavy because of this, the status in the wounded barracks has also undergone earth-shaking changes.They are grateful to Murong Fu for allowing them to live like individuals, and they obey Murong Fu's words.

"The strategy is to attack Anding Fort one day later, and those of us will be included in the expedition. Anding Fort is located on a high and dangerous terrain, and our wounded battalion is probably quite far from the battlefield."

As soon as Murong Fu said this, many auxiliary soldiers showed a little joy on their faces.There is nothing you can do about going out with the army. Although the auxiliary soldiers are also entitled to pensions if they die in battle, it is still better if they can not die.The wounded battalion is farther away from the battlefield, so the possibility of accidents is lower.

Unexpectedly, the joy has not dissipated yet, Murong Fu said again: "Everyone knows that this is the time to fight for the treatment of the wounded, and the difference between one step earlier and one step later may be a human life. I decided to form a battlefield rescue team and go to the hospital. The battlefield is rushing to rescue the wounded. Our soldiers are brave when they go to battle, and our wounded battalion is also unwilling to be left behind!" At this point, he slowly glanced at the full hall of auxiliary soldiers. "Of course, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield. You are not doing desperate work. I want you to go to the battlefield. It is difficult for anyone to go to the battlefield. Therefore, whether you want to join this rescue team or not is up to you. I will never force you." Then, he casually picked up a strip of cloth with a red cross painted on it and held it towards the crowd. "Whoever volunteers will tie this strip of cloth around his arm for easy identification on the battlefield."

There was an unbearable silence.

In the midst of this silence, Deng Baichuan stepped forward first, looked at Murong Fu, and called out with an extremely complicated expression: "My lord..." Murong Fu just ordered him to make some cloth with a red cross on it. However, he didn't say a word about the use of it, because he was afraid that he would stop him.Murong Fu wants to go to the battlefield to save people, which is completely inconsistent with their original purpose.It's just that Deng Baichuan stayed in the wounded barracks for many days, felt the pain of these wounded, and admired their bravery from the bottom of his heart, he really couldn't say anything to persuade him.After a while, he let out a long sigh, reached out his hand and pulled out the cloth from Murong Fu's fingertips. "Through the water and the fire, Deng Baichuan will always follow the young master!" After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and tied the cloth strip on his left arm.

Murong Fu looked at Deng Baichuan's surge of thoughts but didn't say a word.Although Deng Baichuan is pedantic but loyal, if he has such a heart, Murong Fu will naturally want to keep him rich and safe.After a while, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and casually pulled out another strip of cloth and handed it to Gongye Gan who was watching. "Second brother Gongye, we brothers have also experienced this battlefield!" If Murong Fu wanted to protect Deng Baichuan from the bottom of his heart, he wanted to keep him rich and prosperous; Die on the battlefield.

Gong Yeqian did not agree with Murong Fu's actions at all, so much so that his complexion has been gloomy since the audition.But at this time Murong Fu had already handed the cloth strip to his eyes, Gongye Gan didn't want to be underestimated, so he had no choice but to take it, and silently tied it on his left arm.

Murong Fu turned his eyes back to the hall again, and raised his voice to ask: "Is there anyone willing to go to the battlefield to save people?"

This time, whispers one after another replaced the silence just now.After a while, an auxiliary soldier in a rough jacket squeezed out from the crowd.

"Hey! Monkey! It's a monkey!" Someone in the crowd laughed and shouted, "What are you doing, monkey? You can't even move a corpse!"

Of course, some people persuaded him. "Monkey, you have to think clearly! Swords have no eyes, what a shame to die!"

People say that only the wrong name is chosen but not the wrong nickname. This auxiliary soldier is thin and small with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. The nickname "monkey" is indeed vivid.

But the auxiliary soldier called "Monkey" turned his head when he heard the sound, and corrected the crowd seriously. "I'm not a monkey, I'm Zhang Eryong!" He strode up to Murong Fu, and said loudly with red eyes: "Mr. Murong, if it wasn't for the fact that you don't dislike teaching young nurses, you won't be able to make it in the wounded barracks." Full of food. Now, although the young one can’t carry the corpse, but the young one can disinfect, stitch needles, and apply medicine, and the young one is not afraid of death, and is willing to go to the battlefield with the young master to save people!” After finishing speaking, he reached out and pulled out a stick from the table. Cloth.

"Good man!" Murong Fu patted his shoulder vigorously, took the cloth strip and tied it for him himself.

Seeing the thin Zhang Eryong standing proudly beside Murong Fu, the crowd suddenly burst into clamor.After a while, a young doctor who was originally standing in the corner came forward and asked politely: "I am a doctor, and I can do more than auxiliary soldiers. Can I go?"

This doctor, Murong Fu, knew him, Zheng Wei's name is quality husband, his family has passed down three generations of medical skills, and he is the only one in his generation.He was not included in the conscripts this time, but because of his superb bone-setting skills, he still came.Murong Fu had a good friendship with him, and this time, he never planned to send the helpless doctor to that dangerous place, so he persuaded him: "Teacher, it will be more effective for the doctor to stay in the rear, seriously injured I'll find a way to bring it back."

"I'm afraid it will be too late when you carry it back!" Zheng Wei said seriously, "I'm young and can run!" After speaking, he took a piece of cloth and tied it on his left arm.

With Zhang Eryong and Zheng Wei taking the lead, the crowd immediately burst into excitement.A doctor thinks that a scholar must understand righteousness, and the auxiliary soldiers feel that every time righteousness kills more dogs, so dozens of people come out in a short time to join this team.Only then did Murong Fu feel relieved, and selected 21 young, strong, agile, and solid nursing knowledge auxiliary soldiers and doctors to form the first battlefield rescue team in the history of the Song Dynasty.

On October [-]th, the Battle of Andingbao officially started.

The 24 ambulance team members headed by Murong Fu were running around the battlefield wearing armor and red cross cloth strips on their arms.The slightly wounded soldiers were bandaged with the first aid kits they carried with them, and the seriously wounded were carried back to the wounded barracks on a stretcher after simple hemostasis treatment.Inspired by Murong Fu's enthusiasm, the doctors of the entire wounded barracks unanimously decided to set up the wounded barracks at the front of the position, so as to reduce the time required for the wounded to be sent back to the wounded barracks.

Naturally, Zhong Er would not refuse the requests of the doctors. For the sake of the overall situation, what he wanted was more soldiers who could participate in the battle at any time.As long as there is someone to take care of the doctor's affairs, whether the doctor himself will have an accident is actually out of his consideration.However, to Jiao Zhonger's surprise, the morale of the soldiers has been greatly improved just because of the appearance of the battlefield rescue team and the advancement of the wounded battalion five miles.

On October 22th, the Yanyan army broke through Andingbao and captured many people.Twenty, recover Weizhou. 25, Putao Mountain defeated Xia Jun. [-]. The army conquered Xiazhou.

The battlefield rescue team formed in the Yanyan Army only existed for three days and seemed to have completely disappeared.Since the first ambulance team was killed by a cold arrow on the battlefield, all the doctors and auxiliary soldiers in the wounded battalion spontaneously took the Red Cross. Whenever they saw the stretcher was empty, some people rushed to carry the stretcher to the battlefield to search Injured soldiers.A banner hung in the wounded barracks: "Human life is the most important thing, and there are precious daughters.".If this was Murong Fu's idea, it would be just another boring plagiarism, but it happened that the elderly doctors came up with it themselves.This makes people have to admire that something in the bones of this nation has been passed down for thousands of years and will never fade.It is precisely because of these things that Huaxia was finally created.

Murong Fu was still running around on the front line with the Red Cross on his arm. In the past ten days, he ate the least, slept the least and worked the most.Days of hard work had made him thin and almost out of shape, with sunken eye sockets and protruding cheekbones. The silver armor on his body seemed to cover a skeleton. The only thing that stood out was the bright red cross on his arm. The blood of the soldiers is average.

The Battle of Xiazhou was very difficult.Xiazhou is the birthplace of the Xixia regime. Facing this important military town with high walls, easy to defend and difficult to attack, the entire Yanyan army finds it quite difficult.On the third day of the siege battle, the huge rocks and dense feather arrows constantly popping up from the top of the city made it almost impossible for the Song army to rush within a hundred steps from the city wall.And Xia Jun's iron harrier is even more amazing, and the iron harrier has broken through several formations.Zhong Er knew that there could be no delay, so he ordered the cavalry and infantry of the Song Army to cooperate to resist the iron kite, and the heavy armored infantry rushed into the city gate with their wings guarded.The founding of the Song Dynasty was congenitally insufficient, and the sources of the three major horses were all in the hands of the enemy.In view of this, heavy armor infantry was vigorously developed to make up for the lack of defense.On the battlefield, the heavy armored infantry has always been the only way to deal with the enemy's heavy cavalry. Now Zhong Er has transferred the heavy armored infantry away. Before breaking through the city gate, the Song army is obviously going to be crushed by the Xia army's iron kite beat.A great battle to this point is undoubtedly to pave the way into the city with the lives of the soldiers.

Murong Fu saw that the infantry positions of the Song Army were torn apart several times by iron kites, soldiers in the ranks kept falling down, and the falling boulders smashed several heavily armored soldiers into pieces.Murong Fu couldn't bear it anymore, he rushed to Chong Er and tried to persuade him: "For the strategy, retreat first! If Xiazhou can't be defeated for a while, we can think of other ways!"

"Compassion does not hold soldiers!" Zhong Er said in a cold and authentic voice, with a wave of his hand, some soldiers around him stepped forward to support Murong Fu.

"What the hell!" Murong Fu trembled angrily and roared loudly. "The soldiers entrusted their lives to you. You are frivolous and easy to kill, and you bet their lives! Are you worthy of them? You..." Before he could finish speaking, he was thrown out of the main account.

A personal soldier drew his sword out of its sheath, threatened Murong Fu, and said viciously: "Master Murong, if you disturb the morale of the army again, you can't blame me!"

"My lord!" Gongye Qian hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and whispered in his ear. "If you want to destroy the Great Wall by yourself, the young master has done his utmost benevolence!"

Murong Fu remained silent, took a deep breath, and punched hard on the ground.He casually snatched the first aid kit from Gongye Gan, and rushed out chasing the siege team all by himself.

In the past few days, although Murong Fu organized auxiliary troops to rescue the wounded on the battlefield, most of his activities were only behind the battlefield, and the risk factor was relatively low.Seeing that Murong Fu in thin armor came within the range of Xia Army's trebuchets, Zhong Shidao, who was observing the infantry and iron kites circling in search of fighter planes, couldn't help shouting, he took a horse and was about to step forward to stop him .

Unexpectedly, Qiao Feng strode forward suddenly and grabbed the rein from Zhong Shidao's hand, said in a deep voice: "You are the commander of the cavalry, don't act rashly. I'll come!" After saying that, he got on his horse and ran towards Murong Fu.

At this time Murong Fu had snatched a wounded man out of the arrows that were dense like locusts, seeing Qiao Feng catching up quickly, he didn't talk nonsense and directly helped the man onto the horse's back.

Qiao Feng embraced the wounded soldier with one hand, grabbed the reins with the other, and said to Murong Fu seriously: "Be careful!"

Murong Fu nodded, turned his head and rushed forward again.He walked calmly and gracefully, and within a few breaths, he was separated from Qiao Feng by several feet.

Zhong Shidao saw that the stones and feather arrows flying from the top of the city all brushed past Murong Fu's side without hurting him at all, so he couldn't help but murmured in a low voice in bewilderment: "How can this boy be better than a fish?" Still flexible?" But this time, no one responded when Zhong Shidao's voice fell.All the soldiers just looked at Murong Fu silently, watching him save people from the dead.

While speaking, Murong Fu pulled out another panting man from the pile of dead people, just after a simple bandage, Qiao Feng turned back quickly.This time, Deng Baichuan was also accompanying Qiao Feng.With Deng Baichuan's help, Murong Fu found the surviving soldiers much faster.Two of the three rescued the other, and quickly rescued five lives from the killing field.

This No.6 soldier was dragged out by Deng Baichuan after prying open a boulder.His left calf had been crushed and his face was pale and he was sweating profusely due to the massive blood loss.Murong Fu quickly took out a roll of bandages from the first aid kit, tore open his trouser legs, and tied the bandages tightly above his knees.

The pain when the salt water touched the wound made the soldier howl in pain, Murong Fu had no doubt that if Deng Baichuan hadn't held him down in time, the soldier would have hit his head in pain and died.For the amputation technology of this era, Murong Fu had no hope at all, but he still comforted the soldier softly: "It's almost over! It's just a minor injury, I can't die!"

The soldier gave a wry smile, and suddenly said with great difficulty: "Young Master Murong, you said the same thing last time...I lay in bed for three days! This time, I feel...it seems to be worse..."

Without raising his head, Murong Fu quickly sprinkled the hemostatic powder on his legs. "Since I have saved you before, you should trust me. If I can save you once, I can naturally save you the second time!"

"Mr. Murong...last time, thank you for blocking that arrow for me...be careful!" the soldier half-spoken, but he didn't know where a huge force came from. He fell out again.

Murong Fu, who fell to the ground with a disheveled face, only heard a crisp sound of "click" in his ears, he hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw that the soldier who was talking to him just now had a big stone on his chest, bleeding from all his orifices The gods are beyond help.The soldier who had never passed his name so far looked at Murong Fu with satisfaction, squeezed his last breath out of his softened chest, and slowly closed his eyes.

Murong Fu stared dumbfounded at the soldier who had died in vain, and was speechless for a while.If the soldier hadn't risked his life to save him, the one who was crushed to death by the boulder just now would have been himself.

"My lord! My lord!" Deng Baichuan, who was searching for the wounded in the distance, rushed over and asked repeatedly. "Is the young master alright?"

Murong Fu stood up slowly with a stiff body, and saw that he casually pulled the buckle around his waist, and the thin armor on his body fell to the ground with a "clang".Under the thin armor, Murong Fu's body in white was straightened, like a sword or a whip.

"My lord, the dead cannot be brought back to life!" Deng Baichuan shouted loudly in his ear, trying to regain Murong Fu's reason.

Murong Fu still didn't say a word, and pushed Deng Baichuan away.With the power of the palm, the tall and burly Deng Baichuan was pushed out completely, a somersault.Murong Fu picked up a long knife on the ground casually, turned his cruel eyes to the city wall of Xiazhou, and yelled through gritted teeth: "I! Fuck! You! Mom!"

A few steps forward, a knife swung out.There was a loud "bang", a single iron kite was split in two by Murong Fu.Centaur's corpse exploded in mid-air, and Murong Fu was bathed in a cloud of blood mist immediately.

At this time, Qiao Feng also galloped forward, looked at Murong Fu and shouted worriedly: "Murong!"

Murong Fu turned his head to look at Qiao Feng, there was no emotion in his cold eyes. "Qiao Feng, come with me! To capture the thief, capture the king first, take a moment, and have a baby?" After finishing speaking, he tiptoed, like a roc bird spreading its wings, and rushed towards Xiazhou City.

The author has something to say: Director: Mr. Murong, Ms. Nightingale will not scold her for founding a country!

Murong: Ms. Nightingale will not go to the battlefield to decide the outcome of the battle!

Zhong Er: Murong Fu, what did you just say?

Murong: ...