Bracelet space through the past and present? Take it

After Zhou Lingling spent half a day in the garrison, she learned about the current situation of Hubei City from Feiyu and the garrison commander.

In addition to the original 10,000 defenders, Hubei City now has 50,000 soldiers transferred from other cities.

The border of the northern border is very long, but the twelve cities are closely connected, protecting the northern border behind them tightly.

The northernmost Hubei City is the farthest city, and it only takes half a day for cavalry to reach it.

That was why Xiao Yan felt at ease to mobilize troops from other cities, hoping to consume most of the Northern Barbarians' troops on the banks of the Liangshui River.

As long as they don't face their elite cavalry, the defenders of other cities can definitely hold their cities.

Zhou Lingling breathed a sigh of relief when she learned that Hubei City now had sufficient food and supplies.

At least, the soldiers won't go to the battlefield hungry.

In this way, many unnecessary casualties could be avoided.

Speaking of food and fodder, the Lord of Hubei City didn't even care that he had to go on patrol at night, and said that he had something to say.

The city lord first warmly greeted Zhou Lingling's parents and asked them how the twenty young men in Anbei City performed.

Finally, he asked her bluntly, "Miss Zhou, I wonder how long it will take for the new grain to be harvested? By then, we in Hubei City will definitely be the first to be harvested, right?"

"Soldiers can't go to war hungry, don't you think, Miss Zhou?"

Zhou Lingling: “…”

What was she going to say?

But facing the eager gaze of the bearded man, Zhou Lingling could only say:

"The potatoes have only just taken root. It will take at least another month and a half for them to mature. Don't worry, the garrison. The General's Mansion will make reasonable arrangements."

Not hearing the answer he wanted, the North City garrison sighed in regret.

But it doesn’t matter, Miss Zhou is now in Hubei City.

They will definitely let Miss Zhou see the diligence and enthusiasm of the soldiers and civilians in Hubei City. By then, they will definitely be the first to get the new grain, making those old guys envious!

The garrison commander's face first turned bitter, and then he left with a beaming expression.

Zhou Lingling was in a complicated mood.

This time, no one thought that Northern Xinjiang would be defeated.

Everyone naturally assumed that, under the general's leadership, they would once again drive the barbarians back into the wilderness...

hope so.

Feiyu was left in Hubei City, but he was also very busy.

The garrison commander must inspect the city defenses and take care of military affairs.

Feiyu had to stay in the military camp and receive news from the military advisor and the front line at any time, and then respond according to the general's orders or discuss with several deputy generals.

So the next day, Zhou Lingling also went to the military camp with the palace soldiers who insisted on protecting her.

It's not her business to deal with important matters. She just came to the wounded camp to take a look.

The army has now begun to use alcohol and the suturing technique that Zhou Lingling used on the way to the northern border. After repeated verification, the two military doctors have confirmed that alcohol and suturing techniques are very beneficial to the soldiers' wounds.

Therefore, now injured soldiers will be subjected to inhumane treatment due to alcohol as soon as they enter the military tent.

Da Niu watched the military doctor pouring wine on his wound with a small gourd. The man, whose intestines were exposed after being chopped by the enemy, was now harder to press than a pig during the Chinese New Year.

“Ahhhhhhh! It hurts so much!!!”

"Military doctor, what kind of medicine is this! If I hadn't been hacked to death by the barbarians, I would have been killed by your treatment..."

Outside the military tent, Zhou Lingling heard the screams inside, and her eardrums were about to burst.

She lifted the curtain and was about to go in. The captain of the palace guards stretched out his hand as if to stop her, but he was a step too late.

He glanced at his men, and they all lowered their heads.

Well, they didn't expect Miss Zhou to go in...so they didn't stop her.

The wounded camp was full of men.

They were all half-naked men.

It would be inappropriate for a little girl like Miss Zhou to go in.

So much so that the few wounded soldiers near the door were grimacing at Da Niu rolling in pain one second, and the next they were staring blankly at the little girl who suddenly came in.

One of the wounded soldiers said in a daze, "Laiwang, am I going to die soon? I think I saw a fairy coming to pick me up..."

The person who was called Lai Wang was the patient next door to the wounded soldier who was speaking.

They are all from the same village and have wanted to go to the battlefield to kill barbarians since they were young.

The two were among the most aggressive on the battlefield, so both were injured.

One had his leg chopped off and the other had his back chopped off.

"Acai, I think I saw it too..."

All the brothers looked at Zhou Lingling.

Although it is spring, it is still cold in the north.

So Zhou Lingling likes to wear a white fox fur coat when riding a horse. It was given to her by Xiao Yan when she came to the Northern Frontier.

As the years went by, the twelve-year-old girl had grown a lot taller, and only her face still showed some childishness.

Fairy……

Ha ha.

The four big men who came in later successfully brought the two brothers back to their senses.

"you……"

"Who are you?"

Others also discovered the few people who suddenly broke into the wounded soldiers' tent.

The uniforms of the government soldiers were somewhat different from those of the Northern Army, which aroused everyone's vigilance.

Those with less severe injuries immediately got up from the ground and stared at Zhou Lingling and others with fierce eyes.

The big bull that was screaming just now stopped screaming.

He stared at the door of the military tent with his red eyes wide open, thinking:

Even if I can't survive, if I can take away one or two enemies, it will be considered a profit...

I didn't expect the wounded soldiers to react so strongly.

Zhou Lingling raised her eyebrows, but before she could say anything, she was protected by several palace soldiers behind her.

Miss Zhou is a great benefactor to their general's mansion. It would be bad if these people got too excited and hurt someone.

The team leader directly took out the token of the general's mansion.

"We are from the General's Mansion. Miss Zhou appreciates everyone's hard work and has come to visit us."

Zhou Lingling: “…Yeah.”

She could only grit her teeth and nodded.

In fact, she came to see the effectiveness of alcohol and sutures in the military.

I haven't had time to make the catgut I mentioned before. Although cotton thread can also be used, catgut is better for wound healing.

The two military doctors were treating the wounds of Da Niu and another injured person respectively.

But just now, the big bull was moving around, so one person had to hold it down while the other disinfected it with alcohol.

Now that Da Niu was quiet, the younger military doctor let go.

He frowned and said, "Miss, the military camp is busy now. We still have many wounded soldiers to treat. Please..." and moved away.

Before he could finish his words, Daniu rolled over on the mattress on the floor, holding his stomach...

The young military doctor quickly tried to hold down Da Niu again, but Da Niu was too strong and kicked the old military doctor who had just been disinfecting him next to him, making him squat.

The young military doctor was almost unable to hold on.

"Daniu! Do you still want to live?"

Daniu held his stomach and clenched his teeth.

Life, of course he wants it!

But the wine that the military doctor poured into his stomach really hurt!

Zhou Lingling looked at the wound on his abdomen and frowned tightly.

She rushed over in two or three steps, and a silver needle appeared in her hand, which directly pierced a certain acupuncture point on the big bull's body.

Suddenly, Da Niu's hands and feet became weak and he had no strength left.

Naturally, you can't roll around holding your stomach.

Zhou Lingling frowned as she looked at the wound on the cow's stomach that was more than ten centimeters long, and the intestines inside could be seen.

Even with such a serious injury, he still has the energy to make a fuss. He is really lucky...

She turned to the military doctor and asked, "Where's the gauze?"

"We need to stop the bleeding and disinfect it as soon as possible, suture him up, and alleviate the abdominal infection."

Obviously, infection is inevitable.

If it were in modern times, this person named Da Niu would have a very high chance of survival if his internal organs were not damaged.

But this is ancient times...

The old military doctor had just gotten up from the ground and frowned when he heard Zhou Lingling's words:

"His wound was too deep for the needle to penetrate. We could only disinfect it, wrap it with gauze, and wait for it to heal on its own."

Although the old military doctor said this, he also knew that it was almost impossible for such a deep wound to heal on its own.

He had already sentenced Da Niu to death in his heart.

He wasted so much alcohol to disinfect the bull just because he didn't want to give up any of his soldiers.

The young military doctor was trained by the old military doctor, so he naturally agreed with his master's words.

But Zhou Lingling couldn't agree.

"Give me alcohol, needle and thread, and gauze."

"You're a doctor, so the hemostatic and analgesic medicine should be fine, right? Please make a batch for me."

The old military doctor was stunned: "You..."

"Are you also a disciple of Xinglin?" A girl?

Zhou Lingling's expression changed, and she admitted seriously, "Yes! I studied under the former director of the Imperial Hospital, Doctor Lao Bai."