"The carriages rumbled, the horses neighed, and the people had bows and arrows at their waists. Ye Niang's wife sent me off, and the dust disappeared from Xianyang Bridge. She cried, and her cries reached the sky. "This was a poem that Du Fu was very familiar with. It described the scene of the soldiers of the Tang dynasty going to war.
However, the western expedition this time was different. There was no dust at all on the wide and straight brick road. The road was wide enough for four carriages to drive side by side. Soldiers gathered one after another, and there was no end in sight.
The relatives who sent them off on both sides of the road were not sad at all. Instead, they all exhorted their children to kill the enemy and serve the country bravely.
Seeing this, Meton suddenly understood. This was the new atmosphere of the Tang dynasty. Everyone fought for the country. This was probably the origin of the name "Tang dynasty".
"Young master, take care!" Uncle Fu led the people of the Mo family to send them off.
Everyone had expected Moton to join the army. Back then, Moton's father, Mo Lie, had used up the last of the Mo Family's resources to win the title of Marquis for the Mo Family. Now, it was Moton's turn to follow his father's path.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to fight the enemy myself." Meton said indifferently.
Old Zhang followed closely behind and handed over a package to Moton. He said mysteriously, "Young Master, this is the Mo family's best steel armor. Even if you encounter a three-stone bow, it will protect you."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang!"
Modun hurriedly took it and changed into the new armor with Tie An's help. Immediately, a handsome young soldier appeared in front of everyone. Old Zhang's face lit up with joy as he looked at his masterpiece proudly.
"Have the other armors of Brother Mo Jiazi been prepared?" Meton touched the armor on his body and nodded with satisfaction. Other than the 16 guards, there were also many official soldiers from around Chang 'an City. Hundreds of the Mo Family's disciples were also recruited. Of course, they were not going to join the army directly. Instead, they were going to join the army as technical soldiers under Moton's command. If there were any broken crossbows or weapons in the army, the Mo Family's disciples would be able to use them.
"Young master, don't worry. They are all made of the best steel. They are all first-class armors. Brother Mo Jiazi has one each." Old Zhang said proudly.
Meton immediately felt relieved. In this era, government soldiers had to prepare their own weapons. The Mo family did not lack good steel or craftsmanship, so they would not mistreat their own people. Even if they did not have to go to the battlefield, they would have everything they should have.
"Young master, Brother Mo Jiazi is ready!" Tie An walked to Meton with ease. Although he was wearing heavy armor, he was as light as a feather.
Meton looked at the group of Brother Mo Jiazi behind Tie An and nodded with satisfaction. Although Brother Mo Jiazi was not as disciplined as the soldiers, they were well-trained after the training of the Mo family.
"After I leave, I will leave the Mo family to you. From today on, except for the section from Chang 'an City to Lanzhou City, the rest of the village will be retracted. It is better to miss a chance than to make a mistake." Meton turned to Uncle Fu and reminded him.
"If you encounter any difficulties, follow Han Fuzi's instructions." Merton and Han Fuzi were great sages of Legalism. Although they did not have any real power, they had countless disciples. With Han Fuzi and Li Shimin's halo of being the best village in the world, Meton could rest assured and go to the west.
Uncle Fu nodded solemnly and said, "We understand!"
Meton gave a few more instructions before the arrangements were made.
"Lord Chancellor, the firearms department is ready." Xue Rengui, who was wearing a fiery red armor, saw that Meton had some free time and came forward to report.
Behind Xue Rengui, there were fifty soldiers on horseback, guarding ten carriages full of goods. Each carriage was tightly wrapped and no one was allowed to get close.
The firearms department's formation immediately attracted the attention of many soldiers. It could be said that the firearms department had the most supplies among all the armies. Fifty people actually pulled ten carriages' worth of supplies. If the entire army fought like this, just the logistics alone would probably be worn out. Fortunately, there was only one such team in the firearms department.
Meton nodded. Meton left the firearms department to Zhang Mu to stay behind and keep sending gunpowder to the west.
Not long after the firearms department was assembled, another team gathered beside Meton.
"Young master!" Mo Wu, who was wearing a white coat, bowed and said.
Behind Mo Wu, there were dozens of doctors from the Mo Hospital standing in a loose formation. These doctors were all dressed in white robes, attracting the attention of everyone in the army. These were the doctors from the Mo Hospital that the School of Medicine had transferred over to act as medical soldiers.
At this point, the three special forces had officially gathered beside Meton. The red armoured firearms department, the black armoured Mo Jiazi brothers, and the white coats of the School of Medicine. Red, black, and white. These three different colors in the army attracted the attention of many. Especially the white coats of the doctors, they attracted the attention of many people.
"School of Medicine!"
"Doctors from Mo Hospital!"
No matter if it was a general or a soldier, when they saw the group of white coats, their eyes lit up. When marching to war, casualties were unavoidable. However, a skilled doctor had the ability to bring the dead back to life. After getting injured, if they met a quack doctor, they might not be able to escape death. If they met a famous doctor, they might even be able to save their lives from the hands of the King of Hell. Obviously, the medical skills of the doctors from Mo Hospital were world-renowned.
This time, it was Meton who suggested to Sun Simiao that the doctors from Mo Hospital join the army. If the School of Medicine wanted to develop and become famous, it naturally could not do without the support of the imperial court.
And this western expedition was the best opportunity to prove the value of the School of Medicine. If they could treat the wounded soldiers on a large scale, it would be a great contribution to the imperial court. The School of Medicine would definitely welcome a huge explosion.
Hence, at the beginning of the year, Mo Hua Hospital started to train a large number of surgeons. This time, more than half of the surgeons in Mo Hua Hospital were mobilized for the expedition to the west. As Elder Hua's direct disciple, Mo Wu was naturally part of this group. He personally led the team to Tuyuhun.
"With the doctors from Mo Hospital, this western expedition will definitely be worry-free."
"I heard that no matter how serious the injuries are, as long as they are carried to Mo Hospital alive, they will be cured."
Many soldiers immediately calmed down and looked at the group of doctors in white with fervent gazes. The fear in their hearts immediately lessened.
The relatives who came to send them off also calmed down. Mo Hospital's reputation was well-known. With the godly doctors from Mo Hospital accompanying the army, even if the soldiers were injured, it would not be a big problem.
On the West City Gate, Li Shimin acutely sensed the changes in the hearts of the soldiers. He could not help but slowly nod his head. He could not help but think of Meton's memorial requesting the School of Medicine to accompany the army.
"The School of Medicine accompanying the army. Firstly, they can treat the soldiers as much as possible and let more of them survive. Secondly, they can raise the morale of the soldiers. As long as the injuries are not fatal, they will be able to survive until the doctors treat them. Then, the soldiers will not have any worries and will naturally kill the enemy bravely."
It was not a lie to say that the injured would be saved. With the long experience of Mo Hospital treating the injured, the doctors from Mo Hospital could be said to be the most skilled doctors in the world. They had the qualifications and confidence to boast like this.
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