After Yan Bing handed over the command to Wu Qidao, he began to command the wounded soldiers who could still move, and carried the seriously injured down the city wall for treatment.

After all, she is the only one in Liaokou City who understands modern medical knowledge.

Yan Bing gathered all the wounded together, then quickly ran back to his tent, brought two cans of allicin back, put them on the ground, found a basin and a bowl, and first put the top layer of allicin into it.

The allicin and oil have soaked into the bowl, and then the remaining garlic paste and ethanol are poured into the basin, and then a few rag strips are soaked in the basin.

Then he directed a few injured soldiers who could still move and asked them to bring a large amount of clean water and put it aside.

This time Yan Bing brought a total of seven jars of allicin, plus the two jars she made in the capital before.

It's not that she underestimated this war, it was because Tongshun City was too small... She spent two days collecting rice wine and rice wine before making only five jars of high-concentration ethanol that met the standard, and soaked the minced garlic in advance.

During the initial raid on Liaokou City, most of the altars had been used, but now only four and a half were left.

Fortunately, it didn't happen because they were shooting at the enemy from a high position. Most of the wounded soldiers were shot in the arms and shoulders.

There are no major arteries in these places.

Otherwise, with Yan Bing's two knives, you ask her to sew up the surface of a wound, and she is okay, but you want her to sew up blood vessels!? This is simply a fantasy.

Yan Bing first helped up a wounded soldier who had an arrow in his shoulder, took out a piece of linen cloth from his arms and asked him to bite it. Then he washed the area around the wound with clean water, patted him and said, "Stop it!"

Then she used a knife to cut along the barb position of the arrow, and took out the arrow. Blood immediately splashed on her face, but she didn't bother to wipe it because the wounded soldier was obviously in pain and almost fainted.

He quickly called the soldiers at the city gate to come over and help him, and held him steady, because the steps just now were the easiest, and the greater pain was yet to come!

Yan Bingwei took a spoonful of ethanol and poured it on the wound first!

Then the soldier who was about to faint suddenly woke up and struggled wildly. Several soldiers could only hold him down in a hurry.

"When I saw you healing someone last time, I just wanted to say... why didn't you just knock him out??"

Lingyue's voice suddenly came from behind Yan Bing, but Yan Bing couldn't stop at this moment. He could only dig out a spoonful of garlic paste and apply it on the wound to disinfect and stop the bleeding, and at the same time said softly: "I'm afraid I can't control the strength."

Before he finished speaking, the wounded soldier let out another scream like a slaughtering pig, which frightened the wounded soldiers around him who were about to receive treatment. Their faces turned blue and they gulped wildly.

Lingyue sneered, walked up to the wounded soldier, and said leisurely: "You should have told me earlier, I am good at this!"

After saying that, he hit the soldier on the back of the neck with a snap. The soldier who was screaming wildly just a moment ago was like a deflated balloon. He instantly collapsed and fainted.

Several other soldiers waiting for treatment looked at this scene with wide eyes, and then they seemed to have seen the "savior". They all cast admiring glances at Lingyue and clapped to each other in celebration.

"Holy crap! Why didn't you tell me earlier if you had such a hand!??" Yan Bing then thought of the wounded soldiers she had treated before, and felt a little guilty in her heart.

"You didn't even ask, who will be knocked next??" Li Lingyue seemed to be not satisfied, and directly started to roll up her sleeves and fold her arms, preparing to perform "anesthesia" one by one.

"Don't be in a hurry! It's your turn to knock whoever!" Yan Bing chuckled, never expecting that with such a simple condition, she would be asked to find an "anesthesiologist".

In this way, with Lingyue's cooperation, Yan Bing completed the disinfection, hemostasis, and bandaging of all the wounded soldiers with great ease.

He also asked several soldiers guarding the gate to eat a spoonful of fat from the bowl each after they woke up, and then returned to the city wall to continue directing the battle.

At this time, the battlefield has become extremely chaotic...

The soldiers on the city wall were shooting wildly at the city walls, rolling logs and earth bags and throwing them down as if they were free of charge!

It seems that the previous boiling oil has been poured out once, and new oil has been added.

Instead, the walls of the city were piled with the dead corpses of Beizhen soldiers, and on the city walls, there were also several Liang soldiers who had been hit by arrows and fell to the ground dead.

Even the wall stacks are covered with ladder hooks, proving that someone has come before and been sent away by the iron ropes that swept across the city wall...

"Reach the entire army immediately!! There is no need for iron-tipped arrows at this distance! Just replace them with wooden arrows!!" Yan Bing shouted, and then shouted to the six guards guarding the door: "Come up and carry the wounded soldiers!

!You guys have been watching for a long time too!! Just follow the process I just followed!!"

The six people hurriedly handed over their hands, walked up to the city wall, and carried down the soldiers who were still alive but not seriously injured one by one.

Although they had every advantage and learned how to save their lives, less than 70% of the Liang soldiers on the city wall were still fighting.

Yan Bing also put down Qingxuan in his hand, picked up a composite crossbow, and joined the battle.

There were countless Beizhen soldiers under the city, swarming towards the city wall, and the soldiers already standing under the city were holding long spears and constantly trying to nail the iron ropes waving back and forth to the city wall.

But they were unable to do anything against the falling rocks, earth bags, and crossbow arrows that kept flying over them. In the end, the Beizhen soldiers who were driven crazy even began to draw out their long knives and slashed at the city wall in an attempt to create a gap...

Both Daliang and Beizhen were furious at this moment...

Until a crisp sound of metal knocking came, and everyone on the battlefield froze. Then they ran away when they should, and shot when they should, so that everyone could settle down and survive.

Yan Bing stood on the top of the city, listening to the cheers and shouts of the soldiers and households beside him, and smiled lightly, but he was cursing in his heart.
Chapter completed!