"This kind of lead bullet is big at the entrance and then gradually shrinks. Look, it didn't go through the sheep. The bullet stayed in the sheep's body."
After Qin Li finished shooting the sheep, he went to check the situation again.
The hole on the surface of the sheep's body was bigger. Because the blood had been drained, he didn't know anything else.
As Qin Li spoke, he took out a knife and cut into the area where the bullet was shot.
Someone next to him pulled the hole to both sides with his hands. There was no bullet.
Qin Li reached in and searched, then shook his head.
Several people went to search one after another, but they couldn't find it.
They continued to cut and searched again after cutting, but still couldn't find it.
The third cut, this time Qin Li touched it. With a hand full of blood, he cut into the side.
Everyone looked carefully at the bloody area and only touched it after they started.
A young general's face instantly turned pale. He swallowed his saliva and said, "If, if it's shot into the body, how, how do we take it out?"
"Dongzhu said that if it didn't hit the internal organs or blood vessels, it should stay in the body and slowly grow in the body. The premise is that the fragments of clothes and other things follow in. Basically …"
Qin Li stopped and didn't say anything else.
Everyone had learned how to use alcohol and why it was used. It was to deal with infection.
In the end, the lead bullet was embedded in the flesh. It was very narrow and ended with a small hole.
Being shot was more frightening than being shot by a wooden feather arrow.
At least if the wooden feather arrow hit their own people, they could dig it out and disinfect it with alcohol. There was a high chance that they would survive.
If the lead bullet hit and entered the body, how could it be dug out? They couldn't even find it. How could they cut it with a knife?
"There's no need to take it out when it hits the bone? The war is about to change. "Guo Zhiyun's face didn't look good either.
He thought about the consequences of being shot. If he died immediately, everything would be over. He was afraid that he wouldn't die immediately, but he would die slowly.
For example, if it hit the stomach, lungs, and liver, it would bleed non-stop.
No, it was lucky to hit these three places. He would die after enduring for a while.
What if it hit the intestines? It would hurt for a few days before he died, right?
"It's against the harmony of heaven." Wang Junkui said and then added, "That's great. You guys go to the river and hit the other side. Let them be afraid first."
Wang Junkui knew that wounded soldiers were more demoralizing than dead soldiers.
The wails and wails of the wounded soldiers would constantly affect the others.
Anesthetics, analgesics, alcohol, and sutures were the perfect solution.
Even if they were seriously injured and didn't survive, at least there were enough painkillers, so the injured soldiers wouldn't die so painfully.
She sewed up the large cuts on her body and changed the dressing.
The wounded soldier groaned a few times and stopped crying out in pain. Pain at least proved that he was still alive. Biting a wooden stick, as long as it hurt, he would slowly recover.
However, those who were injured in the group were allowed to snort. Snorting was also a way to reduce the pain.
The others knew that their brother would not die, so they were not worried.
Of course, he would feed her a bowl of painkillers when she went to bed at night so that she could have a good night's sleep. It was good for her body to recover.
This was all taught by Li Yi, and it was indeed effective.
If the war continued like this, the enemy would be the first to succumb.
When one side was injured, most of them could be healed. They had more experience in war. On the other side, the more they fought, the fewer people they had.
"The newspaper said that everyone is building cement factories. I don't know if there are any in the back. There is enough cement. When we take down the Yellow River, we will build a city and use guns to defend."
A young general took two deep breaths. His eyes were bright. He was clear about the direction of the war.
His colleague beside him also said: "Isn't that so? We have medicine and guns that can shoot very far. Why should we fight with the enemy?"
"You have to be brave. Only those who dare to fight with swords and guns are warriors."
"You fight, I will support you. Don't use swords and guns. Use your fists, legs, and teeth. I believe you can do it."
"Aiya, it's time to eat. We are welcoming new brothers today. The dishes are ready. Let's go eat."
"Can't you fight?"
"How can we fight if we don't eat? Let's eat! "
The soldiers were in a good mood and laughed as they went to eat.
There were 7,000 Winged Knights packing their luggage. They were about to leave.
The 516 guards came in exchange for the 7,000 Winged Knights. At the same time, they were preparing for the next trip.
There were too many Winged Knights coming out. Chang 'an obviously lacked manpower.
Including Zhang Xiaosong and the propeller boats on the road, there were about 16,000 Winged Knights outside.
There were so many guards. If they came over, they would be able to see blood.
Just as they were about to eat, the boats arrived. Today, there were four boats. They only brought a small amount of things. Guo Zhiyun and the others were relieved.
Sure enough, after the last boat, there were boats arriving almost every day.
On land, the people from the Shu Lands were sending them non-stop. This was truly an endless supply of logistics.
It was said that the boats in Chang 'an were still being built. The number of boats was gradually increasing, and so was the transport capacity.
One day, the boats on the Yellow River would be enough for the soldiers to eat and drink.
Looking at Tubo, was there anything? When the weather was cold and it snowed …
How could they get the snowy boats?
Several young generals were stunned when they talked about the boats. Winter was the most difficult, right?
"Old Qin, how do you think we will defend in winter?" A young general was cutting lamb chops. The lamb chops were fried in a pan, not pork ribs.
"In winter, we will use horses. We will give them supplies along the way. The horses won't bring their own food. If we don't give them supplies along the way, they will bring fodder and concentrate.
We have sleds. In winter, the Yellow River freezes. When the snow falls, the horses will run here. "
Qin Li didn't think winter was scary. The transportation capacity of the capital government in winter only decreased by a small part.
"Is the material from the horses enough for them to eat?" The young general doubted Qin Li's IQ.
From Chang 'an to here, the horses ate everything along the way. Were they here to deliver horse meat?
Qin Li understood what he meant. He chuckled and said, "Ha, don't you know how to pull out a lot of materials, run a hundred miles, throw down a lot of materials, and bring back the materials that can run back?
The horses behind will continue to run with the material. Run two hundred miles and leave enough material to eat a hundred miles. Go to the first place to put the material and bring a hundred miles of material back?
I estimate that Dongzhu will set up a supply point thirty miles away and send livestock for short-distance, mid-distance, and long-distance transportation. "
The young general was stunned. He found that it was feasible, but …
"How much material will that consume? Impossible. "
"Don't look at how much material it will consume. It depends on whether Dongzhu wants it or not. Dongzhu is planting a new type of indica rice. He said that it can be harvested twice a year in Tongzhou and other places above Chang 'an.
Henan Province planted the most grass this year. The grass that horses can eat can be harvested in the wild, plus silage and concentrate.
You don't know Dongzhu's thoughts. He doesn't care what he wants to achieve.
The harder the conditions here are, the better Dongzhu will help us, so that we don't have to worry about food and clothing. "
As Qin Li spoke, he cut a piece of meat from the mutton. He held chopsticks in one hand and a knife in the other.
He held the fried mutton with chopsticks and cut it with the knife. After cutting it, he changed chopsticks. There was no fork, so he used two knives.
Everyone else ate like this. Who had the time to make a fork? Chopsticks only needed two sticks.
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