Return to the Song Dynasty

It can be said that Zhao Man's life in Huizhou camp was quite good, but he forgot that the reason why Huizhou camp appeared and barracks were set up was because it was an important border town and it was ruled by party members. The Western Xia is only separated by a thin line from the front line.The friends and brothers who usually eat, drink and have fun with me in the Huizhou camp are all soldiers who shoulder the heavy responsibility of guarding the border, and they are all soldiers who will fight the enemy on the battlefield at any time.

The momentary peace will always be broken by the ignited flames of war, and the happy days are always so short.

Zhao Man should never forget that bloody morning.The clean autumn breath is full of a strong smell of blood, and my ears are filled with all kinds of noisy voices, angry shouts, sad cries, painful wailing... As far as I can see, there is a mess everywhere, a piece of blood red.Blood-red clothes, blood-red swords and guns, blood-red people, blood-red horses, and even the ground under their feet are also blood-red.And the blood that dyed the red land is still flowing slowly, trying to infect more soil and dye them scarlet...

Xixia soldiers came without warning.They burned, killed and looted all the way, and blood flowed everywhere they went.The soldiers patrolling the border discovered the enemy attack, and the Huizhou camp sent troops urgently.Fighting to the death, fighting desperately, both sides were injured, and the invaders were driven away.However, the border residents who were innocently killed, the soldiers who suffered heavy casualties, the looted supplies, and the destroyed homes are irreparable.

"How about it? No matter what you say, we must try our best to save him!"

"Tell me what medicinal materials you need, and I will definitely find a way to get them."

"Brother, we also need people here, there are not enough people!"

"Why hasn't the borrower from the Shangfu Yamen come back? You can send someone to remind you, find more doctors, and get some medicinal materials."

"General, there are too many injured people, and there is no place to put them. Look..." The old military doctor was worried.

"First free up some of the ordinary camp tents, quickly resettle the injured brothers, and take the rest first."

"I don't know if the party thieves will come to attack again. I will organize the team first, and take the uninjured brothers to patrol the border and strengthen the vigilance." Deputy General Yang wiped his face, sweat and blood mixed together, as if smeared on his face. Strange oil paint.

"Okay, be careful, report immediately if there is a situation." Yao Xiong squeezed Lieutenant General Yang's shoulders hard, and his scarred face showed an unprecedented dignified expression.

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'And me?What can I do? 'Zhao Man, who has never seen such a tragic scene, always has an erratic sense of unreality.He couldn't believe that the brothers who were joking and joking with each other yesterday were dead and injured today.In an instant, the fresh life dissipated like this, and hideous wounds appeared on people's bodies out of thin air, and the blood that kept gushing out took away the vigorous vitality.The little soldier who was still alive and kicking around playing tricks yesterday was covered in wounds today, and fell to the ground like a blood gourd dying, and even directly turned into a cold corpse without any breath.

Why?why?War, this is real war!The warm blood at the fingertips is so real, and the painful wailing in the ear is so clear.Is this the price of defending the country?Is this the fate of border soldiers?Why?Why? !

This is completely different from reading a history book.History books will only record the year, month, day, and place where a war took place, and the number of casualties.But it will never tell you what these people look like, what they like to eat, what kind of character they have, what kind of wishes and dreams they have.It will not tell you that the person who was complacent about taking a meatball in your hand yesterday, with a cheap smile on his face, will become a cold corpse today, no matter what you call him, he will never Will reply again...

Zhao Man knelt in front of Zhang Hui, shouting his name in vain, letting tears blur his eyes.I still remember the first time I saw him, his dying appearance, and I personally used an arrow for him to save him.Yesterday, she was laughing at herself in a cheap way, but now she is cold.The bloody body, the wound between the waist and abdomen almost cut him in two, and the red, yellow and yellow viscera and intestines flowed out along the cut.The bloody hands were already stiff, but they were still holding his knife tightly.Only his face was clean from top to bottom, and he could see some of his appearance when he was alive.

Zhao Man raised his head and looked at the camp with tears in his eyes. Soldiers who were constantly being killed or wounded were carried back, his eyes were stabbed red, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, surrounded by wounded soldiers.Everything hurt Zhao Man deeply, hurt his eyes, and pierced his heart.This is a real war, a war that has never been experienced before, and friends, brothers, and myself are all in it.Real, palpable pain and death.

Zhao Man casually wiped away the tears that fell down his face at some point.A vague childish voice of reading appeared again in his mind: "In ancient times, those who wished to manifest their virtues in the world first ruled their country; those who wanted to rule their country first regulated their families; Those who want to cultivate their body should first straighten their minds; those who want to straighten their minds should first be sincere in their intentions; those who want to be sincere in their minds should first extend their knowledge, and the extension of knowledge lies in the investigation of things. Be sincere and then have a righteous heart, be honest and then cultivate your body, cultivate your body and then govern your family, govern your family and govern the country, govern the country and then the world will be peaceful..."

"Chi" Zhao Man sneered, "There is a country to have a family, and the nest is never finished. In a troubled world, how can we survive!" Zhao Man stumbled to his feet and walked towards Yao Xiong, his initially faltering steps gradually became firmer.He walked behind Yao Xiong and said, "I have some ways to treat the wounded that should be helpful. The military doctor in the camp is in charge. I'll go find him."

Yao Xiong, who was in a state of desperation, was only busy giving orders and dealing with various problems.Suddenly someone came out and offered to help, which was like the sound of nature to Yao Xiong's ears.Yao Xiong turned his head abruptly, and saw Zhao Man with a dignified face.

I saw the boy's brows were tightly furrowed, and there were still wet tears in his twinkling peach eyes. His pupils were dark and deep, and the deep eyes seemed to be able to look into people's hearts, not like a boy at all.He stood there like that, facing the wind alone, the young man's thin body suddenly made people feel indescribably deep desolation and firmness!As if as long as he stands here, he can protect this piece of land!Be fearless!

Yao Xiong shook his head, feeling that he had an illusion, how could the frail young man in front of him give such a feeling.But the expression on Zhao Man's face was indeed something Yao Xiong had never seen before. Even when he was treating Li Ping and Zhang Hui's injuries, or when he was treating Xiao Yasi, he always had a smile on his face, as if he didn't care.He had never seen Zhao Man look so serious.

"It's the one squatting over there, old doctor Lin, who was sent here two days ago, you probably haven't seen him yet. I'll go there with you and explain to him." Yao Xiong wiped his face and pulled Zhao Man left.He almost forgot that Zhao Man also knows medical skills, and his level is quite high.

"Mr. Lin, I found a helper for you. This is my brother Zhao Man. He is good at medicine. Li Ping... and Zhang Hui's arrow wounds were healed by him." Old doctor Lin was treating a thigh wound A wounded man with a knife wound bandages his wound.Yao Xiong squatted down and introduced Zhao Man to Old Doctor Lin.Speaking of Zhang Hui, Yao Xiong paused, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of Zhang Hui's body.

Today, Zhang Hui led the team to patrol the border. When he found the enemy attack, he sent people back to report the news, and he took the rest of the people to the village to protect the border residents... Except for the messenger soldiers who returned to the camp to report the news, none of his team survived. return.Yao Xiong accidentally crushed the small stone he picked up casually.

"Mr. Lin, my medical skills are not very good, but I have some methods for dealing with emergency trauma, which should be of help." Zhao Man also squatted down, and while spreading his hands, he tightly hugged the wounded's thighs to slow down the blood flow at the wound At the same time, he briefly introduced himself to Old Doctor Lin.

Old doctor Lin did not stop his movements, but when Zhao Man reached out to stop the bleeding of the wounded, he looked up at Zhao Man in a little surprise.Such a young boy is not even as old as his own son, but he is so skillful and calm when he strikes. With just one movement, he quickly stops the blood gushing out. At least his understanding of the blood of the human body depends on himself. above.

Then I should be able to trust him, maybe he really has a good way.There was a serious shortage of manpower, and old doctor Lin, who counted ten as ten, was devastated, and quickly sprinkled medicine and bandaged the wound.After treating the wound, he sat down on the ground. He was old and had been busy for so long without touching the ground, so he was really exhausted.

Old Doctor Lin, who was sitting on the ground, shouted hoarsely to the military doctors to quickly deal with the injuries in their hands, or to get closer to this side as much as possible.Let everyone be as quiet as possible and listen to Zhao Man's speech.

Then it was Zhao Man's turn to shout at the top of his voice.There is no way, the few military doctors are busy rescuing the wounded, it is impossible to have time to sit down for a meeting.It can only be that everyone is busy listening.

Many people remember that in the early morning, the clear and resonant voice of a young man echoed over the purgatory-like camp on earth.He said: "Doctors, please pay attention. Brothers who are not injured or slightly injured and can move should also pay attention. If you understand it, follow these steps to treat the wounded around you, or save yourself."

For a while, the chaotic camp was much quieter.Those who were wailing in pain or simply waiting to die because of the lack of doctors to treat them all fell silent, and the gang leaders who were in charge of doing errands for the doctors also stopped.For them, that is the real voice of God, and it is the hope of survival for themselves and their brothers!

"Everyone, first of all, calm down and don't panic." The young man's voice was a little cold, but unusually calm, as if there was a magical power that made people feel at ease, and made people involuntarily want to do what he said.

"Judging the injury first, you can't just look at the superficial injury, that is, you can't just look at the flesh damage. Some ribs may be broken or internal organs may be injured. Move the injured should be stable, so as not to cause secondary injuries, try to use a stretcher."

"Open wounds are knife and arrow wounds. The wounds are large or deep. If there is a lot of bleeding, the bleeding must be stopped first. If the bleeding is bright red and the bleeding is fast, it must be treated urgently. If the wound is on the limbs , just use your hands, or use cloth straps to hoop or wrap around the base of your limbs like this." Zhao Man said while gesturing on his body with his hands.

"But we must pay attention, neither too tight nor too loose, at most two circles, it is advisable to stop the bleeding. Relax the tourniquet every two to three quarters of an hour, every 2 to 5 minutes, count about 120 to 300 Count the time, count slowly." Zhao Man didn't have time to explain the concept of minutes, so he simply asked everyone to count. "To stop the bleeding, clean the wound and bandage...the bleeding is dark red, usually from a vein, the bleeding speed will not be too fast, and there is still time to react, but don't take it lightly, try to stop the bleeding as quickly as possible..."

The doctors are more professional and basically understand everything, although they don't know why they do this.But with old doctor Lin's words: "Do as he says." Everyone took action without hesitation.

Other soldiers, even some who were slightly wounded but still able to move, rushed to save themselves or help their brothers around them.Although everyone didn't quite understand it, they still understood the idea of ​​wrapping around the base of the limbs to stop the bleeding. They pulled out their belts or directly tore off strips of cloth from their clothes to serve as tourniquets.

Zhao Man and Dr. Lin also shuttled back and forth among the injured, reminding everyone not to forget to loosen the tourniquet to avoid necrosis caused by prolonged blood stagnation...