On the floating bridge, wounded soldiers were sent back in batches and placed in a temporary camp on the south bank of the Yellow River.

There were a large number of teachers outside the camp who were busy, some were taking care of the wounded soldiers, some boiled water and cooked, some stood guard, and some handled miscellaneous matters.

Most of these people are from Henan Road and have just taken the rotation from the front line.

They were lucky. Although they participated in the siege, Changhe, Jiangling, Anling and other counties were all captured without bloodshed. They didn't take any time for half a day, and the casualties were minimal. They were transferred to manage the injured camp again, which was really a plea. Why do you ask? Because they are from Puzhou and Ge Congzhou is from Puzhou, everything is easy to understand.

"Water, give me water!"

"Damn it, give me a knife, don't be afraid. I'll let you kill it, and it's boring to survive."

"How can you live in the future without one hand!"

"What's the matter? It's good to save your life. I haven't seen Cangzhou. Are the people of Dezhou even worse than you?"

The atmosphere inside the camp was not very good.

The wounded soldiers had a very irritable temper. Except for a few who couldn't even hum, the other wounded soldiers were very excited and filled with worry. Even if there was no injuries with missing arms and legs, they might not survive. If the wound was infected, even if it was disinfected with strong alcohol, they might not survive. They were all determined by their bodies.

After experiencing such a wounded soldier who was injured, after returning to the team, some people were excited and thought that their fate was strong and God would not accept it. Then they could fight more bravely in the future without worrying. Some people had subtle psychological changes, just like a seriously injured football player. Even if he recovered from injury, he might not be able to recover his previous state. The main problem lies in psychology.

"Don't be anxious, don't make a fuss. All the injuries are so bad, why can you still be so troublesome?" A gray-bearded man was holding a food bucket in his mouth, scooping broth for the injured soldier's bowl, and chatting: "I was fighting with Liang Bing three times back then, and I was injured in the shack and fend for myself. Didn't they all survive?"

"Crazy!" The young soldier who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old in front of him scooped up an extra piece of bacon, and continued, "The shack is so miserable. It is said that it is taken care of by medical officers, but it is rarely seen. Hundreds of us were lying there, next to me, and I was next to him. It was so hot in summer that the wound was full of flies. It was so cold in winter that the wind and snow overturned the thatched roof, and the snowflakes penetrated into the neck. The rice was still not full, let alone the broth, go dreaming."

Li Zheng is very serious about his work. Everyone's bowl is filled with a bowl of oil soup that is about to be spread out. Those who are seriously injured often get a piece of meat, and there are some vegetable leaves in the soup.

He didn't know what the injured should eat or what not to eat. He just based on his simple understanding, so he allowed these injured children to enjoy the better treatment as much as possible.

"I survived three disasters, won't I survive?" Li Zheng said, "I sent Erlang and Sanlang to Yunzhou Courtyard two years ago. After practicing, I can go to the imperial guards and live a good life in the future. You have experienced too little. You will have to die if you have a little injury. Those who don't know think they have injured their eggs."

Li Zheng's words made some wounded soldiers laugh.

He clearly had nothing good to say, but in just a few words, he could just let his sadness disappear, which was also a skill.

Maintaining a good mood will definitely have a positive impact on the recovery of the injury. Although Li Zheng doesn’t know the reason, he will observe, summarize and know how to do it right for most of his life.

"You old man, you are quite good at talking." A wounded soldier leaned half on the pile of thatched trees and smiled: "Are you busy these days?"

"Who said no?" Li Zheng said, "Yi Cong, the second army of Gongchen sent many wounded soldiers. It was raining for several days and many people were sick and sent over, all of them lying in the new camp in the south."

"I didn't hide my hair and my troops attacked Dezhou, and the casualties increased dramatically. Even though the Yi army did not go into battle, he still injured so many." The wounded soldier sighed, "It's not less than our Longxiang Army."

"By the way, Texas has been surrounded for more than a month. When can it be defeated?" Li was taking out the warm steamed cakes from the cloth bag and handed them to the wounded soldiers one by one, asking.

"Ask me, who should I ask?" said the wounded soldier: "Before I left, I escorted a group of Cangjing prisoners to the city of Dezhou. Later, I didn't know what happened. Maybe it could shake the will of the defenders, maybe it could not. In my opinion, these small methods would not be of great use. What can really work should be to fight off the Jin army and let the martial arts of Cangjing know that their support was gone. If they continued to fight, they would only hurt their lives and were not worth it. In this way, there would be a possibility of persuading surrender."

"Lu Yanwei was defeated and was in a hurry to withdraw from Nanpi. Can't this shake the Cang Bing?" The veteran was a little incredible.

"You and I are both from Henan, and it is difficult to understand what the Hebei people are thinking." The veteran shook his head and said, "Wei Bo still has people rebelling now, so things are not that simple."

After the wounded soldier said that, he struggled to sit up, took the wooden bowl and took a sip of the soup, and praised: "The saint is really willing to spend money. He was under Zhu Quanzhong's account back then, but there was no such good thing."

"Eat slowly, don't hurry." Li handed over two steamed pork paste cakes and said, "The pigs in the ranch in the Shahai Sea in Bianzhou have been sent, and the pigs in the Guozhou ranch are transferred to the Shahai Sea ranch. After they are raised, they will also be delivered to them. Don't worry, there are too many steamed pork paste cakes. To be honest, the saint of Daxia really did not treat us martial artists badly. There is no shortage of money for life, and there is broth when you are injured. Steamed cakes can nourish your body."

After hearing this, the wounded soldiers lying all over the floor nodded silently, supported each other and sat up, and began to eat and drink.

"There are special people to clean the camp. Unlike Zhu Quanzhong who was so smelly, he was willing to wash the wounds with strong wine, and a teacher served to eat and drink and go to the toilet. Oh, I didn't dare to think about it before. Please ask yourself, is it much better than before?" The veteran was very excited and sat down and said.

"That's the case."

"The saint is indeed generous and treats us martial artists as human beings."

"It's a bit of a big deal to work like this."

"This time I was not lucky. I was so lucky that I didn't see the thief. Damn, when I got hurt, I had to chop off a few people's heads."

The wounded soldiers were talking and their emotions became even more intense.

Limasaki breathed a sigh of relief too.

It is difficult to get the money from the watch department. If you get their benefits, you have to do things for them. These wounded soldiers are usually irritable, and they will suffer from injuries and torture. There are many people who swear. When dealing with them, they have to be careful, for fear of being counterproductive and angering these killers.

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Here are the people who are in love with the injured soldiers of the Longxiang Army, while there is Shao Sheng, the fifth son of the Emperor, and the sixth son of the Emperor, Shao Mingyi, who has just finished talking with the injured soldiers of the Longxiang Army.

In fact, the wounded soldiers were very happy to see Privy Councilors and even saints inspecting the wounded soldiers, because it is very likely that they would give additional rewards.

After Shao Sheng and his son came, they indeed gave each wounded soldier a piece of fur cloth. Although the fur cloth was very cheap, what's wrong with it? Naturally, they were happy.

In addition, Shao Sheng also brought a large cart and a small cart. The cart was loaded with pheasants, rabbits, wild boars and other prey that they had hunted in the mountains these days. In addition, there were buckets of salted fish. After boiling it into soup, it was very thick and everyone said it was OK.

Therefore, when Shao Shude left the camp, the wounded soldiers who joined the army were in high spirits. Shao Sheng went to the mountains to hunt and take care of our generals. This is a blessing for several lifetimes! After the injury is healed, he must fight for Shao Sheng. This world cannot be taken away by those who have ulterior motives and have ill intentions towards us martial artists.

"The number of wounded soldiers in Yi's army has increased. I don't have to know the military newspapers for my father, and I know that Dezhou is fierce." Outside the camp, Shao Shude said: "If these wounded soldiers are not afraid of being seriously injured again after recovering from injury, they will be heroes who dare to fight and fight. If you catch these people, it will be easy to get the morale of the army. Wulang, Liulang, you are not young anymore. You should know the importance of morale of the army. Why did your father ask your eldest brother to go to Liaodong to take charge, why did you ask your second brother to lead the troops to Shuzhong? In the future, your third brother will also lead the troops. There is a reason, let's think about it carefully."

"Grandpa, the Chishui Army crossed the sea to attack Youzhou, and I want to go." After hearing the old father's words, Wulang Shao Huixian was excited and asked for his order.

Shao Shude smiled so hard that he couldn't stop and said, "Wulang has this spirit, so Grandpa is satisfied. But you are only twelve years old, why are you anxious?"

"Li Keyong, Li of Jinyang, rode his horse and rushed to the battlefield at the age of fifteen. He could not be so mediocre and should fight for the enemy bravely." Shao Huixian said.

Shao Shude was very happy to hear this.

He asked his sons to think about why the prince was in command of the army. It seemed that they all understood. There are some things that you cannot copy and other dynasties in history, and you have to consider the trend. The princes are in charge of the army. It seems that they are creating competitors for the prince, but the two evils are the least, and sometimes you have no choice.

"You are still young. If you are two years older, Grandpa will let you go. But this opportunity is better to give it to your elder brother." Shao Shude smiled.

"Brother?" Shao Huixian and Shao Mingyi were almost stunned at the same time.

"Ge Congzhou has a big appetite." Shao Shude explained: "He felt that the landing of Chishui Army on the enemy's backbone was far from enough. Yesterday, he requested to transfer Guide, Longwu and the fierce soldiers of the Huaihai Daozhou Army to set sail from Lushun and land in Pingzhou."

Goro and Liuro were a little surprised.

Shao Shude smiled and said, "Grandpa agrees. The Khitan children are not a threat. The soldiers of Andong Mansion are idle, so it is better to move."

As the battle situation gradually deepened, the enemy's number became clearer and clearer.

The elite soldiers and generals of Youzhou Town were definitely taken out by Li Cunzhang, especially Jizhou, Pingzhou and other places deep in the back. Such a huge flaw is like Li Ke sticking out his butt and you feel embarrassed if you don’t kick it.

Ge Congzhou was right, if you want to do it, just make a big deal.

The most important thing now is to coordinate ships. The action of going out to sea to fish is temporarily terminated. Except for the minimum transportation tasks of the Dengzhou-Anton route, the civilian ships in the Dengzhou direction have all concentrated on their entire lives and have begun to become familiar with various banners.

These fishermen and sailors are equivalent to Tutuan Villagers on land. They are familiar with the sea formation, and signals are necessary.

After the training is over, we are waiting to set sail. We strive to get the most transported people to get ashore in the first wave. This is the most critical step. After they gain a foothold, everything will be easy.
Chapter completed!