Tiger Guards

Chapter 28 Distribution Plan
After eating a piece of wheat cake, Zhao Ji sat cross-legged for a while and felt that it was almost digested.

My strength has recovered slightly, but my muscles are sore all over.

The kitchen was soon filled with the aroma of wine. Zhao Ji stood up and went to the well outside to wash his face, hands and arms clean.

He also carefully cleaned the gaps between the nails, and later he would be responsible for cleaning and suturing the wounds of the seriously injured.

Some county soldiers had participated in the war, but they had only seen wounds being sutured and had almost no skills in wound management.

If you master this kind of technology, you will not become a county soldier.

After taking care of his personal hygiene, he returned to the kitchen. The Huben who were helping out were sitting in a row with their backs against the wall, and several of them were already dozing off.

Zhao Ji reached out and caught some of the wine dripping from the bamboo tube. He took a sip and felt that the concentration was acceptable, so he continued to steam the wine.

Seeing that there was still a piece and a half of coarse silk, he drew his sword, cut some cloth and carefully cleaned it.

Cutting the cloth with a sword and with the help of several Tiger Guards, it soon became pieces and strips of cloth of similar specifications.

After a while, when the concentration of the steamed wine became lower, the two wine jars were dismantled, the residual liquid in one jar was poured into the other jar, and the cloth strips were put in to steam.

The distilled wine is poured into an empty jar for secondary distillation. Only in this way can barely usable alcohol be produced.

At dawn, Hu Ban asked his way to the kitchen and saw Zhao Ji steaming wine. He said, "Aji, the pursuers haven't returned yet. Should we send someone to investigate?"

"If you send too few people, you'll run into danger. Send more people."

Zhao Ji looked at Hu Ban's waist bag and asked, "Brother, did you bring any food?"

"There's still some cake."

Hu Ban took off his waist bag and handed it to Zhao Ji. After Zhao Ji took it, he found that it was full of hard dough cakes weighing no less than four or five pounds. He couldn't help but look at Hu Ban.

"Eat quickly. I see someone making soup. I'll go get some for Aji."

"Thank you, brother."

Zhao Ji took out a piece of cake and handed the waist bag to the other Huben.

Hu Ban just raised his hand and patted Zhao Ji's arm, then turned around and walked away quickly.

The sun gradually rises, full and orange.

Zhao Ji came to the Xiangling team camp with half a small jar of barely usable, seemingly unusable, high-concentration alcohol and strips of cloth cooked with the remaining alcohol.

As soon as he came in, he saw five Tiger Guards lying quietly in the open space.

Looking in other directions, Jia Kui was still helping to treat the lightly wounded, while the seriously wounded were lying on the haystacks waiting.

After the heads were cut off from various places, some people were bringing corn porridge and feeding it to the seriously wounded soldiers.

They are not only comrades and fellow villagers, but many of them are also relatives.

With the help of several Hu Ben, Zhao Ji took off his armor and wrapped it around his body with cloth. Finally, even his hair, lips, nose and chin were covered, leaving only his eyes exposed.

Under his orders, the other Hu Ben soldiers also used two pieces of coarse silk, spears, halberds, and wooden rafters to build a small curtained compartment surrounded by cloth walls.

Behind the curtain was a bare carriage, laid flat.

After Zhao Ji washed his hands, the first seriously injured man was carried in. He had a wooden piece in his mouth and a deep wound on his left arm.

The man was pale from losing too much blood, but his expression brightened when he recognized Zhao Ji.

"Lie down and don't move. I'll clean your wound."

Zhao Ji squatted down and carefully observed the other party's bleeding, which had slowed down and the wound that became blurred due to blood coagulation. He directly scraped away the blood clots with a wooden scraping knife.

The memory of slaughtering prey emerged from his original body's memory and merged with his medical knowledge. At this moment, he did not feel any discomfort.

I just wanted to clean the wound as much as possible, then suture it, wipe it with alcohol, apply gold wound medicine with lime ingredients, and finally bandage it with a cloth distilled from residual alcohol.

Cuts are easy to deal with, but punctures are the most difficult.

Especially Guan Shang, one of his arrows was blocked by his leather armor and failed to penetrate the armor; but the other arrow had a bone arrowhead, so Zhao Ji had to clean the wound twice.

The most seriously injured was a county soldier, whose waist and abdomen were cut open by a knife.

Seeing that he was still breathing, Zhao Ji sutured his wound, wiped it with alcohol, applied medicine, and bandaged it.

Only after finishing all these did he get a rest.

Sitting in the corner basking in the morning sun, Jia Kui was also very tired. He came to his side and leaned heavily against the wall: "Aji, can you heal injuries?"

"I know a little bit. I can also castrate the testicles."

Zhao Ji squinted at Jia Kui, and Jia Kui's eyes lit up: "Seriously?" "What do you want to do?"

"We captured 172 Xiongnu. Whether we kill them, release them, or sell them, there are hidden dangers. If we castrate them..."

As Jia Kui spoke, Zhao Ji rolled his eyes. Zhao Ji said angrily, "I only know how to castrate cattle, sheep, and other animals."

To be more precise, he only performed this type of surgery on sheep.

Tie the sheep's four hooves and lay it horizontally, tie the egg sac with string and expose the protrusion, use a two-dollar surgical blade to gently cut the skin and membrane, squeeze out the bullet and expose the hole, then pour the bottled veterinary penicillin into it.

Fortunately, there was not much blood during the entire operation.

If a blood vessel is cut, the bleeding will not be large and will clot quickly because it is tied with string.

If you have a bottle of veterinary penicillin, add it to water and it becomes a miracle drug today.

When removing the testicles of a sheep, to save trouble, we just pour the whole bottle in.

Not to mention veterinary penicillin, even if you can get a batch of cheap eggs from Pinduoduo, they can be used as a miracle drug.

Supplementing protein is secondary. The key is that eggs themselves contain antibiotics.

Seeing Zhao Ji's smile, Jia Kui also said: "You can slaughter them like animals. After the task is completed, you will definitely be able to sell them for a high price."

Seeing Zhao Ji's smile fade, Jia Kui's expression turned serious. "There's not enough food in the camp. If they eat more, we'll have less. Most of these people have families back north. Even if we take them out and sell them, we won't be able to keep them well. No one will buy them."

"inappropriate."

Zhao Ji responded, and when he saw others bringing in wild vegetable porridge, he reached out to take a bowl. After the others left, he said to Jia Kui, who was also holding the porridge, "Our companions in the camp will be injured and die. We cannot drive out the Xiongnu by relying solely on our companions in the camp. We must convert the Xiongnu's manpower into our own. Only in this way can we maintain a long-term resistance."

Jia Kui stirred his corn porridge and asked, "Aji, do you mean to recruit the captives as servants and auxiliary soldiers, or to distribute them to meritorious men and make them servants of various families?"

"We will use both methods. Those who can speak the language will be assigned to meritorious men as servants. Those who are pure Hu who cannot speak the language will be assigned to the camp as coolies, doing heavy labor. If there are border residents or villagers who have been captured by the Xiongnu, they will be assigned to auxiliary troops."

After Zhao Ji finished speaking, he lowered his head to eat, letting Jia Kui think about it slowly.

The spoils must be distributed properly. If they are sold, how much can they fetch?
The so-called selling means exchanging the captives for food with the surrounding tyrants; these tyrants either use the captives to exchange other things with the Huns, or keep them as servants.

The current dilemma in the camp is that there is a shortage of food in the public warehouse, and the volunteers who apply to serve as Tiger Guards are generally the second sons in the family, so there are still resources to support two or three more servants and warrior guards.

Jia Kui is not the second son in the family, he is the only child, but his family is really poor.

According to Zhao Ji's plan, he would at least be able to get a slave who could speak and communicate.

He could even get an extra horse, a stallion, and a slave, which could directly improve his family's living standards.

But this conflicts with his family's style of life. The poorer his family is, the more honest the official is, which is a golden signboard for entering the officialdom.

So Jia Kui wanted a horse more than a slave who could produce and create wealth.

The horse can be a stallion, gelding, or even a mare.

After careful consideration, Jia Kui said, "This matter still needs to be discussed with Wei Zhongjian and others."

"Alright, I'll go call Brother Seven."

Zhao Ji stood up, put the empty bowl on the wall, and walked towards the Wenxi team camp diagonally opposite.

When we entered the camp, we saw a pile of human heads standing there, arranged in the shape of a pyramid.

Yang Ji, who was eating with a bowl at the side, stood up and said, "Captain, I have received the twenty-seventh level."

Then Yang Ji looked at him eagerly and said, "I met Ah Xing, and he said that the village chief gave him the little prince's head?"

"Ah."

Zhao Ji glanced at the pile of heads and said, "Go gather the three teams here, and I'll give you some."

"Do you really want to split up?"

Yang Ji was surprised and looked happy, but he was reluctant to let it go.

"Without you guys fighting to the death, how could I have taken so many heads by myself?"

Zhao Ji urged and went to the house.

Pei Xiu had woken up and was having dinner with Hu Ban and Guanqiu Xing. Pei Xiu had a poor appetite and forced himself to eat.

Seeing Zhao Ji come in, Pei Xiu said, "Wei Zhongjian came looking for you just now, but saw you treating the wounds of the people, so he left."

Guanqiu Xing even carried the head with him during meals and said directly, "Looking at him, it seems he wants to marry his sister to Aji. This is a good thing. The sisters of the Wei family are so beautiful, and the dowries are also generous."

(End of this chapter)