Chapter 545

"Wise general!" the generals bowed their hands one after another. They had no objection to the doubling of the military skills of the dead soldiers. This time, the army array cut 50000 Tuyuhun. There are enough military skills for the soldiers to divide. Moreover, Li Jing can certainly make the soldiers return to their hearts and kill the enemy with his heart.

Li Jing looked at a messy battlefield and couldn't help taking a deep breath. Lang said, "let's go and see how the wounded soldiers are doing?"

The generals' hearts sank. Although the Tang army won a great victory this time, nearly 10000 soldiers were still injured. According to the past practice, the recovery rate was up to 30%.

Fortunately, this time, the children of doctors are stationed in the army. I hope the doctors don't talk big. If there is a 90% cure rate, it will be the greatest blessing of the soldiers. More important than military merit is the lives of the soldiers.

The wounded camp is not far away. It is on the flat grassland just a mile away from the battlefield. On this grassland, white tents have been built. Soldiers and soldiers quickly go in and out, carrying wounded soldiers into the tent and receiving medical treatment as soon as possible.

The whole wounded camp was busy. Even Li Jing and his party entered but were ignored. As a last resort, Li Jing grabbed a tall soldier who had just finished his work and asked:

"Where is doctor Mo Wu?"

"Tell the general! Doctor Mo Wu is in the tent in the middle and is healing an injured soldier." when the tall soldier saw that it was Li Jing, he quickly reported.

Under the leadership of the tall soldiers, the generals came to the largest tent in the middle and just saw two medical soldiers carrying a wounded soldier who had been wrapped up.

"Doctor Mo Wu, am I disabled?" the wounded soldier clenched his teeth and wailed.

I saw the white camp opened, a young face of Mo Wu, holding a clean towel, wiped the water drops on his just washed hands, and said as if nothing had happened: "the broken hamstring has been connected and can get out of bed in a month, but if you want to walk normally, you can recover in at least a year."

"One year to walk normally?" the wounded soldier was stunned.

Mo Wu frowned and said, "if it's too slow, you can go to Chang'an Chengmo hospital for rehabilitation training. It should be OK for half a year."

The wounded soldier was overjoyed at the speech, waved his hand and said, "it's not too slow, it's not too slow! As long as I can keep my leg, it's worth it, not to mention one year, even two years."

Suddenly, the wounded soldiers' decline was swept away. Even if they had severe pain in their legs, they no longer looked sad.

"I'll give you the rest. There are several minor injuries on his body, which have stopped the blood. Use the method I usually give you, first disinfect with alcohol, then suture the wound, and then apply the wound medicine." Mo Wu ordered the medical soldier on one side, waved his hand and motioned the soldiers to carry the wounded away

"Yes!" the medic on one side immediately responded and quickly carried the wounded to another tent for treatment. They had already been familiar with the suturing method. Although their craft was not as good as that of a real doctor, they couldn't care about anything at the moment. They could just sew it.

"Doctor Mo Wu really has amazing medical skills. Breaking tendons and renewing this kind of medical magic is really the gospel of the soldiers. I thank the doctor on behalf of the military." Li Jing took the opportunity to come forward and thanked him.

Li Jing can imagine that without the participation of doctors, it is difficult to say whether the soldiers just now, let alone disabled, can save their lives depending on the level of military doctors.

"General Li is flattered. Saving the lives and healing the wounded is the duty of a doctor." Mo Wu said modestly.

Li Jing nodded and asked, "how is the treatment of the wounded now!"

Mo Wu said with lingering fear: "thanks to the previous publicity of the method of emergency hemostasis and the hundreds of medical soldiers, most of the seriously injured soldiers have been treated, and the rest of the less seriously injured soldiers have been taken over by the hundreds of medical soldiers. I believe they can be treated soon."

Fortunately, the method of emergency hemostasis, otherwise the soldiers who died directly will at least double after the war. Moreover, there are nearly 10000 wounded soldiers this time. I'm afraid that if dozens of doctors' children are busy, they can't be treated.

When Li Jing heard the speech, he was surprised and said, "so, these wounded soldiers..."

Mo Wu nodded and said, "don't worry, general. The soldiers can stop bleeding in time. With the method of alcohol disinfection and suture, 90% of the cure rate can still be guaranteed."

All the officers and men were immediately happy. The cure rate was 90%, which means that at least 9000 officers and men will recover. This is great news.

"Doctor Mo Wu, the tent is not enough." a medical soldier said anxiously. There are too many wounded soldiers. The tents originally prepared have already been used up.

Before Mo Wu answered, Li Jing waved his big hand and said, "send orders, free up the soldiers' accounts, and give priority to ensuring the needs of the wounded."

Li Jing has been good at fighting for a long time. Naturally, he knows the value of wounded soldiers. How valuable is a wounded soldier who has been on the battlefield, killed the enemy in front, and recovered from serious injuries. Once these wounded soldiers recover and put on their armor again, they will become a elite soldier in a hundred battles in an instant.

Now 90% of these wounded soldiers will recover. You know, this is the next 9000 elite soldiers. Li Jing naturally attaches great importance to it.

"Doctor Mo Wu, a wounded soldier began to bleed again." a medical soldier hurried to report.

Mo Wu hurriedly sued Li Jing and others, left in a hurry, and began a life and death rescue.

Li Jing with a group of generals then inspected one military tent after another and looked at the busy wounded camp. In this wounded camp, every soldier received careful care. All wounds have been sewn up and wrapped with snow-white and clean linen.

Although he was lying down, there was no always dead wounded soldiers. On the contrary, every soldier talked and laughed, and no one was worried about his life.

Walking out of the wounded camp, Li Jing looked at the sun gradually setting in the West and grew an airway: "soldiers wear clothes and wrap their bodies, fight on the battlefield, and doctors save the dead and heal the wounded. There are countless living people. The presence of doctors is the gospel of my military family."

The generals nodded one after another. For soldiers, the greatest happiness is that they can get the doctor's treatment when they are injured!

As the sun set, the earth fell into darkness again. Tang Jun buried his army. However, there was only one way for Tuyuhun's soldiers who died in the war, that was cremation.

After the war, if the corpses are not handled in time, it will certainly cause plague. Cremation is the simplest, fastest and safe method.

Tuyuhun's officers and soldiers died too many wars, and the fire burned continuously, making the whole night red.

"Eh! The west is on fire." a soldier on duty on night patrol was surprised to see that the West was also on fire, reflecting the whole sky red.

"No, it must be the old thief Fuyun who burned the grassland. Go and report it to the general!" the officers and men on the night patrol hurried to the central army to spread the news.

After a while, all the generals in the army rushed to the west side of the barracks one by one, looking at the red sky in the West. It was obviously that Fuyun burned the grassland and cleared the field, so that the Tang army's horses had no pasture and cut off the Tang army's pursuit.

"The real bitter battle is coming!" Cheng Yaojin looked at the red sky in the West and took a cold breath.