Before Zhou Qingfeng dealt with Li Yongfang and was ready to confiscate his house. The entrance of Coal Mining Village, where the battle had just ended, was filled with a murderous aura. Several Imperial Guard soldiers were grabbing the hands and feet of the corpses and throwing them onto the cart. Occasionally, some human limbs would appear on the blood-stained ground.
Compared to Zhou Qingfeng, who had killed countless people, the Imperial Guard under his command was still very immature. Not only did this team not have any battle experience, but the age of the team members was mostly 17 or 18 years old. They were in the alternating period of excitement and exhaustion after the battle, and they were a little absent-minded.
Among the soldiers, Gao Daniu, as a platoon leader, stood in front of the silver caravan blocking the entrance of the village. He was not old, maybe 18 years old. He used to be thin, and he wasn't tall. When he stood next to another burly platoon leader, he looked like a hemp stick.
Gao Daniu had eaten his fill for a few months at Zhou Qingfeng's place. After he became the backbone of the Imperial Guard, he would take a Primordial Unity Pill from time to time to improve his physique. After more than half a month of formal training, he barely reached 1.7 meters tall, and his weight had increased by six to seven kilograms, but he was still very thin.
But it was this team, which was generally very thin, had just escaped from the sea of misery, had just had a full meal, had less than a month of formal training, and had almost zero formal combat experience, yet they managed to beat the dozens of retainers under Li Yongfang's command, who had been working hard for years, into a rout.
There were a total of 11 corpses at the entrance of Coal Mining Village, and all of them were soldiers of Fu Shun. These well-equipped soldiers could attack on horses and break the formation when they dismounted. They had always been an important armed force for Li Yongfang and the other officials of Fu Shun to maintain their authority. But these people lost to the attacks of the Imperial Guards in a muddled manner.
During the mobilization before the battle, Zhou Qingfeng had clearly told the three platoons that the enemy this time would be the most elite troops in Fu Shun City. No kidding, they were really the backbone of Li Yongfang and the other military leaders. There were only so many of them. The generals of Daming's court all began to recite poems, and only the generals of the border armies still retained a portion of their retainers.
Hearing that they were going to fight against Li Yongfang's servants, the Imperial Guards were generally afraid of the enemy before the battle. Zhou Qingfeng didn't try to comfort him, nor did he lie to him. He told his subordinates the number of enemies and the timing of the attack. He also indicated that he would not participate in the battle with the Imperial Guard.
The Imperial Guard was completely under the command of the three platoon leaders. Li Shuwei volunteered to stay behind to control the situation. But in fact, after the battle started and hearing the sounds of fighting outside the village, the man, who was holding a knife at his waist, found that he couldn't move his legs. He was covered in cold sweat and couldn't even go out the door. After the battle was over, he saw the corpses all over the ground. The stench of blood made him vomit on the spot.
However, the performance of the three platoon leaders could be said to be excellent. The recruits of the Imperial Guard also did not have stage fright. When the suona sounded, they still followed the formation they had during training and killed their way out. And as soon as they entered the battlefield, the whole team quieted down. The "veterans" who had worked under Xu Bing played a very good role model.
Gao Daniu did not panic, Wu Men was excited, and Chai Jie was eager to try. The platoon leaders had been on the battlefield and killed people. They kept calm, and the squad leaders under them did not panic. The squad leaders did not panic, and the soldiers under them did not panic. The simple and smooth command system played an important role.
In contrast, Li Yongfang's retainers fought on their own and did not listen to Commander Tan Feng's orders at all. After seeing the carriage carrying silver, even the low-level sergeants joined in the looting. The team of retainers was defeated before the battle even started.
The tall ox was holding onto a broken silver carriage, and the scattered silver ingots were right in front of him. But he picked up a good iron spear from the dust on the ground.
This iron spear was round, as thick as a goose's egg, and 15 feet long. The spear body was made of wrought iron, and the spearhead was forged from forged steel. The iron spear was hollow, but it was still not light. It was estimated to be about 40 to 50 kilograms, and ordinary people could not use it at all.
Zhou Qingfeng had repeatedly instilled battlefield discipline — all actions must be followed, and all seized goods must be returned to the public. At present, it seemed that because of his high prestige and the self-discipline and supervision of the grass-roots cadres, these two conditions were met. But the seized weapons could be accommodated a little.
Gao Daniu's spear was interrupted in the battle just now. When he suddenly stabbed, he stared at a rather valiant retainer sergeant. The tip of the spear pierced into his chest. With the support of the Hercules, the spearhead pierced through the leather armor. The retainer who was stabbed broke the spear before he died.
Although this spear was still too heavy for Gao Daniu, he stubbornly decided to use this seized weapon to kill enemies in the future. After today's battle, he had a great deal of confidence in killing on the battlefield. In fact, the entire Imperial Guard had been baptized in the battle. Everyone was surprised to find that the usually awe-inspiring retainers of the Imperial Guard were actually such cowards that they almost collapsed at the slightest touch.
"Platoon Leader Gao, you want to use this iron spear?" The leader of the engineering squad was directing people to repair the silver carriages at the entrance of the village. The silver on the carriages was unloaded, and the stones inside were also cleared out. After repair, these carriages could be put to good use.
"Yes." Gao Daniu said concisely, unwilling to let go of the iron spear in his hand.
The leader of the engineering squad smiled and said, "This iron spear seems to have been specially made by a powerful retainer. I heard that his spear technique is passed down in his family, and he is very skilled."
"No matter how skilled he is, this iron spear is already in my hands." As soon as Gao Daniu said this, the two of them laughed loudly.
The leader of the engineering squad was called Sang Wenlai, the eldest son of Zhou Qingfeng's subordinate Sang Carpenter. The Imperial Guard wanted to set up an engineering squad, and a carpenter who knew how to farm was the best candidate. Sang Wenlai was forcibly recruited, and with his decent carpentry skills, he became the leader. The trenches and horses at the entrance of the village were all built by him, and they were done quite well, and they were effective in the battle.
Sang Wenlai was busy repairing the carriages when suddenly someone from the medical squad hurriedly ran over and shouted, "Is there a usable carriage? A few of our brothers are too seriously injured, and we can't handle them. We have to send them to the hospital in the city. "The medical squad hurriedly carried a few stretchers over, waiting to be transported to the city.
In today's battle, although no Imperial Guard soldiers died on the spot, there were still a few who were injured. For example, when the retainers attacked Gao Daniu's spear formation, some used bows and arrows, some threw short axes, and some used iron spears to forcefully break through the formation. There was also Tan Feng who tried to cut the soles of his feet while lying on the ground.
Although the soldiers all used talismans to increase their defense, there were still many who were injured. The injured who fell in the battle were immediately evacuated, and the medical squad cleaned and bandaged the wounds on the spot. Zhou Qingfeng had a lot of good hemostatic medicine in his hands, which he refined according to the medical book and prescription given by Old Man Sun. But some of the wounds were too big, and after being bandaged, they still bled.
Li Shuwei, who was in charge of the village, was extremely angry at his incompetence in the battle. After the battle, he almost went crazy with his work. In this era, people who were seriously injured could only wait for death. However, he still requested for the injured to be sent to the Western City Hospital immediately after simple treatment. There was no rookie who was still learning how to perform surgery. At least he could play a role.
The medical squad was formed by the nurses from the West City Hospital. These people had been trained by Zhou Qingfeng at the cost of many lives, and they worked very quickly. Their existence guaranteed the morale of the Imperial Guard. When they saw their brothers' unstoppable wounds being bandaged, everyone's confidence was boosted.
Sang Wenlai quickly dragged two carriages and used the horses that attacked the guards to hitch the carriages. He also sent people who knew how to drive the wounded to the city. On the way, the medical squad also met Zhou Qingfeng who had just finished fighting Li Yongfang and was smiling as he came back. Zhou Qingfeng immediately used his spiritual power to stabilize the lives of the wounded, but he couldn't do anything about a few open wounds and a lot of blood loss.
"Go find Zhang Yueling immediately and ask him to think of a way to save the lives of our brothers. These people will be veterans if they come back to life. "Zhou Qingfeng specifically said. If he didn't have to deal with Li Yongfang first, he would have personally sent the wounded back.
Although the seriously injured were bandaged as soon as possible, when they were sent to Zhang Yueling in the hospital, they were all on the verge of death. When everyone put their hopes on this rookie doctor, Zhang Yueling was a little panicked. He quickly recalled the 'Barefoot Doctor' training he had received in the past half a month, and only gave an idea. "They need blood transfusion."
Everyone didn't understand what blood transfusion was, and they all looked at Zhang Yueling blankly. As a person who had been a coroner for more than ten years, Zhang Yueling's face darkened again. He turned his head and shouted to the hospital staff, "Prepare for blood transfusion. If anyone dares to disobey, I will immediately notify the owner and expel them."
One of the most important revolutionary developments in battlefield first aid was the establishment of blood transfusion technology. This was a technology that was developed during the First World War. Zhou Qingfeng had already taken out the blood transfusion equipment from the hospital in the isolated island. The blood source could also be directly transfused into the human body. The difficult part was to determine the blood type.
Zhou Qingfeng didn't know anything about first aid and medicine, so it was impossible for him to educate Zhang Yueling. He could only take out a few basic medical manuals for Zhang Yueling to learn by himself. The knowledge in the books gave Zhang Yueling a general understanding of the human body. The concept of blood type and blood transfusion became the first technology he wanted to master. As a coroner, he was very sensitive to the importance of this technology.
How to determine the blood type? The serum stored in the fridge that could be taken out at any time was out of the question. Zhang Yueling, as the deputy director of the hospital, used the most primitive method to forcibly match the blood types of all the hospital staff. He did what the Austrian medical scientist, Langsteiner, who proposed the concept of blood type, did. Blood was directly drawn for blood matching, and the ABO blood type was distinguished.
The dozens of nurses in the hospital had become a moving human blood bank. They were all labeled.
In order to verify the blood type, dozens of hospital staff were tormented by Zhang Yueling. Because of his rudeness and lack of practice, many people were repeatedly drawn and matched. Zhang Yueling spent half a month just to do this one thing. Now it was time to test him.
"Get the syringes, draw blood for the wounded."
"Those with ABO blood type line up, draw blood for blood matching with the wounded."
"Those whose blood type is matched, immediately start blood transfusion for the wounded. Each donor will draw 200 milliliters of blood.
"Don't cry in front of me. I just want some blood, not your life. Those who donate blood will receive a reward of five taels of silver. "
Zhang Yueling himself did not know if he could succeed, because he did not have time to think about it. But 'when there is a reward, there will be brave men'. The reward of five taels of silver stabilized the mood of the hospital staff. He immediately sutured the wounds of the wounded, and the operation was ready to be carried out immediately. A sterile environment was arranged.
Everything was done quickly.
Waiting for the controlled Li Yongfang to return to Fushun, Zhou Qingfeng also rushed to the hospital. Every soldier of the Imperial Guard was his flesh and blood. They were the seeds of the future expansion of the army, and the death of any one of them would make his heart ache. When he came back, he asked, "How many of the seriously injured died?"
Zhang Yueling was busy in the operating room, and he was highly nervous. Dozens of hospital staff who were forced to receive blood transfusions looked pale, and many of those who had their blood drawn were in a daze as if their souls had been drawn. When Zhou Qingfeng raised the question, the director of the hospital, Sun Ren, pointed to the wounded lying on the beds and said, "We have given them blood transfusions, and they are not dead yet."
With blood transfusions, the probability of survival of the wounded was greatly increased. Zhou Qingfeng hurried forward and used his spiritual power to help the wounded recover. After confirming that they would not die, he breathed a sigh of relief, jumped up and said happily, "This is my army, an army that surpasses the times. Every wounded person will be a veteran after they recover. When enough veterans grow up, where can't they go? "
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