Jiang Pengji said, "The lives of the soldiers are more important. If you have no choice, use boiled water instead of pure water …"
In ancient times, medical technology was simple and crude. People were ignorant and backward. They did not know that water sources in the wild were not clean. They only judged whether the water was clear or not. Most of the soldiers drank water directly from the river without any other considerations. If they boiled it before drinking, how much firewood and charcoal would be wasted? Most of the soldiers used the water source near the military camp to clean their wounds …
However, Jiang Pengji had set a rule early on. She would rather spend more military funds and manpower. The soldiers' drinking water had to be boiled before drinking.
The water used to clean the wounds was boiled or distilled water, which was the pure water that Jiang Nongqin mentioned just now.
The weapons used by the soldiers were not clean. Many of them had the smell of copper and rust. It was very easy for the wounds to be infected.
It was not easy to extract pure water. In order to save money, most of the time it was used to treat dirty wounds with large areas.
If the wounds were minor or the condition was very optimistic, boiled water would be used. The chances of infection and pus would be much lower than normal.
No matter what kind it was, there was an additional process to make it. It required a lot of wood and charcoal.
Jiang Nongqin thought for a while and nodded. "I understand."
The suture could not be made on the spot, but they could use thicker hair to temporarily replace it.
In the past, there was a shortage of materials in the war. They dealt with it this way.
The only headache was the medicine for external injuries.
Perhaps the heavens heard Jiang Nongqin's distress. The medical supplies that were scheduled to arrive that day arrived on the third day.
However, they were in a sorry state. It looked like they had been ambushed.
Jiang Pengji had to ask.
The commander in charge of transportation was in fear and trepidation. He was so anxious that his forehead was sweating.
He had been promoted from an ordinary soldier to a sergeant. Later, he was promoted to a sergeant with military merits. Now, he was a commander in charge of 100 people.
Although he was elevated among ordinary people, he never thought that he could talk to the lord. He was so anxious that he was speechless.
Jiang Pengji saw his embarrassment and said gently, "Don't rush. Tell me slowly."
The commander said, "My lord, we were ambushed by the enemy on the way. In order to protect the goods, we had to make a detour."
Fortunately, he was a local of Hu County. Before he joined the army, he was a peddler who sold groceries from south to north. He was familiar with all the routes.
Of course, he was proud and afraid at the same time.
He even bit his tongue when he spoke too hastily. His brown-black face was filled with anxiety.
Even though they successfully arrived at the frontlines, when the enemy ambushed them, they took away a truck full of items. There were two boxes with a total of two hundred rolls of suture thread, one box of anesthetics for external injuries, and two boxes of pure water in large glass bottles. Counterfeiting was more expensive than several carts of military supplies!
Jiang Pengji said, "Enemy? Whose soldiers? "
"They were disguised as bandits. I couldn't tell where they came from, and their weapons didn't have any insignia." The captain thought for a moment and added, "But those weapons are of excellent quality. How can ordinary bandits have them? He must be some vassal in disguise … "
Jiang Pengji said, "You're not bad. Where are you working now?"
He was still able to calm down when he was ambushed by bandits and immediately chose to take a detour to protect Big Head.
Although it was a waste of time, he also managed to preserve the items. His merits outweighed his faults, so he deserved to be rewarded.
Jiang Pengji did not lack scholars at the moment, but she lacked generals. She should promote more new people to prevent a shortage of talents in the future.
If he could maintain this position in the future, he might even be promoted again.
Jiang Pengji planned to change the military system after her forces stabilized. The military positions had to be clearly defined.
Most of the five countries in the world continued the military system of the previous dynasty, Da Xia. Whether it was the title or the positions, it was somewhat messy, and the division of labor was not clear.
No order meant chaos. If she let it go, sooner or later, there would be trouble.
That was one reason. The other reason was that Jiang Pengji did not know how to reward the people in the tent.
She could not send people off with property deeds or gold, silver, and jewelry every time, could she?
Once or twice was fine, but if she did it too many times, it would inevitably give people the illusion that she was not very sincere.
The captain said excitedly, "I'm now working under the commander's tent."
"Well, you've done well. Continue to work hard in the future."
"Yes!"
This young uncle had a silly smile on his face as he floated out.
A cart of items was gone, but there were still many medical supplies left. If they used them sparingly, they could still last for a long time.
"Remember this. I'll get it back from Huang Bogao in the future!"
Jiang Pengji said with a cold smile. There was no one in the tent. No one answered. Only the salted fish in the streaming room knew that Jiang Pengji was talking about them.
As the streamer's "temporary secretary," the salted fish puffed out their chests proudly. The red scarves around their necks seemed to be brighter.
On the other side, the group of "bandits" transported the items away.
"It's a pity that we don't have enough people. Otherwise, we could definitely take down those 100 people."
There were only 200 people in the transportation team. Even a fool would know that the items they were escorting would not be too precious.
But when they opened the box, everyone was dumbfounded.
"A woman's sewing thread?"
They picked up a carefully wrapped item and opened it to see that it was a roll of thin thread.
"It doesn't look like it …"
Because of their limited skills, the raw materials for the suture thread were catgut, tendon thread, or silk. At first glance, it looked a little like coarse embroidery thread.
"Look at how neatly and tidily these things are packed. There should be some special use for them, right?"
If the suture thread confused them, then the distilled water in the large glass bottle made them even more speechless.
"Could it be a medicine for harming people?"
Their noses moved closer to sniff, but they did not smell any strange odor.
In the end, they could only put the items back in their original places and send them all the way to Huang Song.
Just as Jiang Pengji had expected, the person who robbed and harassed the transportation line on a small scale was indeed Huang Song.
He had suffered losses in the past. This time, he did not dare to send a large number of troops. Instead, he used the suggestion of his adviser to break up the whole army and use guerrilla tactics. In this way, he could confuse Qiguan Rang's eyes and ears and at the same time, he could find out more information about Hu County.
If they encountered a big fish, they could try to attack.
Huang Song used shameless and shameless tactics, and Qiguan Rang's side really suffered a few losses.
Fortunately, the losses were not great. Otherwise, Qiguan Rang would really explode.
"These … According to the report of the spy we planted, they seem to be used by the military doctors in Liu Xi's casualty camp to treat the wounded." Cheng Jing had been to Wanzhou before, so he more or less knew something about it. "It should be medical supplies. It's a pity …"
Jiang Pengji ran the army strictly. It was not easy to plant informants and spies. After a long time, they would always be found out.
Even so, Huang Song received a lot of information, but most of it was about the army's grass-roots. It was rarely useful.
With these informants, Huang Song knew that the casualties in Jiang Pengji's camp were always very low.
They did not understand the knack of it. For a period of time, they thought that it was because the female soldiers were acting as medical soldiers that the number of casualties decreased.
After careful investigation, they found out the real reason. They wanted to imitate it, but they had no way to do it. They could only explore it themselves, but the results were not as obvious as Jiang Pengji's.
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