Jiangmen Tianjiao: Reborn with funny ancestors

At this time, Guo Yi still had one breath left.

"General Guo lost too much blood and needs a blood transfusion."

This military doctor's surname was Jian, and he was about thirty years old. Apart from Qin Benzhuo, he was the best-trained military doctor among the military doctors who studied with Luo Nichang.

Doctor Jian took out a set of blood transfusion equipment.

There was a shortage of medical equipment in ancient times, and Luo Nichang had people make the blood transfusion tubes from washed sheep intestines.

Although the blood transfusion needle is also made of fine iron, it is handmade and cannot be very fine no matter how fine it is. It does not look like a needle, but is as rough as a pipe.

Doctor Jian first took a drop of blood from each of four small porcelain bottles and dropped it on a small plate.

Then he took some of Guo Yi's blood and put it on the four drops of blood.

"Type A blood."

In order to distinguish blood types, Luo Nishang made four blood samples, divided into four types: A, B, C and D.

Lu Yu saw two drops of blood coagulated on the plate, but two of them did not coagulate. He asked curiously: "Is this a drop of blood to identify relatives? Could it be that the blood in these two bottles belongs to General Guo's relatives?"

Seeing Lu Yu's identity, Doctor Jian patiently explained: "No, it's just the same blood type as this bottle of blood. And that bottle of type D blood is a universal blood transfusion type and will not coagulate with other blood types.

I would like to trouble the prince to find a few able-bodied soldiers to come over and test out the same blood type as General Guo, so that he can give General Guo a blood transfusion. "

Lu Yu grabbed Phantom, pointed at Phantom and said, "Doctor Jian, check him first."

Phantom rolled his eyes and thought to himself: "My feelings are not hurting you, you are so generous!"

Time was urgent, so Dr. Jian was not polite and directly took Phantom's blood test.

Lu Yu stared with big eyes, curiously watching the whole process of Dr. Jian's operation. If it weren't for the poison in his blood, he would have fallen for it himself.

Although Dr. Jian was a middle-aged man, he was almost adorable by the appearance of his curious baby. He pointed to the tent door with a smile and said:

"Your Majesty, I want to perform an operation on General Guo..."

That means asking Lu Yu to go out.

Lu Yu hadn't seen enough and was a little reluctant to give up, but he was afraid that it would really affect Guo Yi's surgery, so he had to pouted and walked out of the treatment tent.

"There are so many talented people under the king! Then Miss He, looking at the talk, I didn't expect that the medical skills taught are really magical!"

When Lu Yu was in Longcheng, he was "spoiled" by Luo Nichang. He didn't know that it was his great-great-grandmother, and he always felt that Luo Nichang and other ancestors were not mentally normal.

After leaving the phantom in the medical tent, Lu Yu returned to the tower and saw the 10,000 soldiers he had brought with him, collecting the bones of the Xiangyang defenders.

Lu Yu's mood suddenly became heavy again.

He found Zhang Mao and said to Zhang Mao: "Carefully identify these soldiers who died in the battle and register them in the register. They died defending Xiangyang. Tonight I will summon the people in the city to bury them."

Zhang Mao's eyes were red, and he nodded and said, "It's time for them to come and take a look!"

Lu Yu asked people to clear up a large open space in front of the city gate, and sent soldiers to beat gongs and drums to inform the people of the city to go to the city gate in the evening to attend the funeral ceremony of the fallen soldiers.

In the past few days, Nanchu has been attacking the city, and the people of Xiangyang are not without fear.

The common people think differently from the aristocratic families.

Xiangyang has belonged to Liguo for more than a hundred years, and the people in Xiangyang all know that they are from Liguo.

If Xiangyang City is destroyed, the Southern Chu army may give preferential treatment to those noble families and officials who surrender, but they will become slaves of the country.

They didn't know whether the Nanchu people would loot after entering the city, and they didn't know how the Nanchu people would treat civilians like them in the future. They had been living in fear for the past few days.

It's not that there are no people who want to help, it's just that there is no government or prestigious organization. Most of the people have chosen to hide at home, fearing that they will be killed after the city is broken.

When they heard that the Chu army had entered the city and Nan Chu had withdrawn, the people of Xiangyang were also very happy.

Lu Yu informed everyone to go to the city gate to attend the funeral of the dead soldiers, and the people obediently walked out of their homes and flocked to the designated place.

Lu Yu put on a white robe and stood on the city wall.

The 10,000 Chu family troops were reorganized and filled all the key positions in front of the city walls and city gates.

The corpses of more than 20,000 Xiangyang defenders had been cleaned up, covered with white cloth, and lay neatly on the ground.

For these white cloths, Lu Yu searched all the cloth shops and wealthy families' homes in the city in the afternoon.

Four bonfires were set up in the open space, which were prepared for the cremation of the corpses later.

The people of Xiangyang were shocked and frightened when they saw such a scene.

In the south of the country, there has been no war for many years. Many people have heard about the cruelty of war, but have never seen a real war in their lives.

Seeing the corpses of soldiers who died after the war so intuitively shocked the hearts of these Xiangyang people.

Many people cried: "It's so tragic! Why so many people died!"

Lu Yu was not wearing a mask at this time. His narrow red phoenix eyes scanned the people of Xiangyang under the city wall, his expression was serious, and his natural nobility was vaguely mixed with a domineering spirit similar to Chu Tianjiao.

He has deep inner strength, and as soon as he opens his mouth, his voice reaches everyone's ears.

"Dear fellow citizens of Xiangyang City, lying under the city are the soldiers who died in the past two days to protect Xiangyang City and to protect you.

I am Lu Yu, the captain of the personal guard under General Wu Sheng Chu Tianjiao. I just entered Xiangyang City today, but I saw these dead soldiers. Their bodies were exposed downstairs of the city, and no one stopped them!

I would like to ask all the fellow villagers in Xiangyang City, after seeing their tragic deaths and their sacrifices, don’t you feel heartbroken or pity?

Most of them, like you, are ordinary people who have left the country.

They are also senior and junior, and they are also Li Guo people with families and parents.

Why did they die fighting for the country and the people, yet they were reduced to a situation where no one could restrain themselves?

If they had not sacrificed their lives to defend Xiangyang City, when the city was broken, how many of you would have had your homes robbed, how many of you would have become slaves of the Nanchu people, and how many of you would have died in the hands of the Nanchu people. Under the steel knife?

Today I invite you to give them a ride. Do you think it’s appropriate or not? "

Lu Yu slapped the entire city with one person.

The people of Xiangyang are not indifferent, they are just ordinary people. Without someone to take the lead, they dare not take the initiative to go out of their homes to help the defenders.

But when stimulated by Lu Yu's words, most people were ashamed, and even more people burst into tears.

"We were wrong, we should have come down to the tower to help..."

"I want to come here to help, I'm just scared..."

"I didn't know the beating was so brutal. No official informed us to come to help. Instead, they told us to close our doors and not make noise in the streets!"

……

The people were talking a lot, and at the same time they also saw clearly the officials who were hung on the city wall.

Many people spat at the officials: "It's all them, all those officials. They don't let us go out and coax us that we'll be fine in a few days!"

Lu Yu did not want to settle scores with the people of Xiangyang, he just wanted to arouse the bloody spirit of these people and strengthen their determination to fight the enemy.

"I suspect that most of you have been deceived by the government, so let us now bid farewell to these dead soldiers. May their heroic souls reach bliss as soon as possible!"

After speaking, Lu Yu signaled to his subordinates to begin cremating the dead soldiers one by one.

Have ordinary people ever seen corpses cremated on site?

Many people were so frightened that they covered their eyes, but the pungent smell still penetrated their nostrils, and some began to retching.

"General, don't burn it, I'll donate my own coffin!" An old man squeezed out of the crowd with a cane and shouted to Lu Yu on the tower.

Many people were inspired and wanted to make up for their previous indifference to the soldiers who defended the city, so they stepped forward and asked to donate their coffins.

According to the custom of leaving the country, families with elderly people usually prepare longevity materials in advance. This is not a taboo thing, but it will increase the longevity of the elderly.

Lu Yu waved his hand and ordered the cremation of the body to be suspended.

According to statistics, people in Xiangyang donated more than 3,000 coffins.

"General, there are many trees outside Xiangyang City. If we go out to cut down the trees, we can always help contain these dead soldiers."

A coffin shop owner came forward and made a suggestion.

Lu Yu nodded. Although soldiers often say that "loyal bones are buried everywhere in the mountains, why fear that the corpses will be returned wrapped in horse leather", it would definitely be better if the coffins could be returned home and buried in peace.

"Okay, since everyone is willing to do something for these dead soldiers, I will now leave it to you to arrange the placement of more than 20,000 soldiers.

Ruan Cheng, the county magistrate, was responsible for organizing the people of Xiangyang, collecting the dead soldiers, and temporarily designated the Wen Mansion as a righteous village to hold the coffins. After our Chu family's army drives away the bandits from Southern Chu, we will notify our relatives and bury these soldiers. "

The elder of the Wen family was so angry that he fainted when he heard Lu Yu's ridiculous order.

The Wen family was the largest family in Xiangyang. Because Wen Jun was the magistrate of Xiangyang County, he often exploited the people of Xiangyang.

When the people of Xiangyang saw Wen Jun hanging in the center of the city wall and heard that Lu Yu wanted to turn Wen Mansion into a righteous village, they all applauded.

Zhang Mao also felt relieved. He was impressed by the perversity and harshness of Prince Ning in front of him, and unconsciously bowed his head to Lu Yu.

By the time Xiao Qi arrived with the rest of the Chu family army, the half-hearted funeral had already ended.

I saw only busy people all over the city, demolishing the houses of wealthy families and building coffins for the dead soldiers.

"What a nonsense!" Xiao Qi cursed first.

Then he shook his head and sighed: "It's quite heartwarming to be so silly! Hey, I'm the prince, so it shouldn't be okay to be a little silly!"