Traveling through time and space and becoming a deposed prince, he just wants to survive!

Dingzhou County issued a notice, and counties and prefectures responded one after another, gathering soldiers and informing the people.

Shigang Village is no exception, but there are almost no changes in the "Zhenzheng" compound and the village. Mr. Zhao once said that the compound represents their future and hope.

Luancheng also received the news. Princess Li Shuya found Zhao Sheng and saw that he was still gesturing at something calmly.

"My dear husband, my father is personally leading his troops to support Guangchang County. He has asked me to discuss with you about temporarily taking over Dingzhou County. As the princess, I have no choice but to do so. What are your thoughts?"

"I don't think it's necessary for Father to go in person. I've looked at the topographic map of our county. If the Xiongnu come in from the mountains, we can only passively accept the attack."

As he spoke, Zhao Sheng lifted up the table he had just pointed at, and on it was clearly engraved a map of Dingzhou with a radius of a thousand miles.

"This is what I carved based on geomancy maps from different eras. If there's a war, I can just make rubbings. You can see it clearly now, right?"

He pointed to the terrain around Guangchang and said, "If we can stop the Xiongnu army here, their horses will have difficulty taking advantage. On the contrary, we are infantry, and mountain warfare is our specialty."

After saying this, he took Li Shuya's hand and said, "I plan to lead 30,000 people to support Guangchang County, and let my father go as the third echelon to support. While I'm away, you take good care of Zhao Zhen for me."

After Zhao Sheng got married, he brought Zhao Zhen to the Princess's Mansion and later built a winery. Luancheng Workshop also added an alcohol factory, which was actually the process of purifying the raw liquor and then blending and mellowing it.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Zhao Sheng rarely visited Zhao Zhen, but only secretly gave her some gifts, hoping to make her happy.

When Li Shuya heard that Zhao Sheng was going to lead troops to fight, her heart suddenly became anxious.

"My husband, you have lived in the palace for a long time, how can you lead an army? Don't joke with me."

"Wife, you have to learn to understand me and trust me. I must go to this battle." Then he shouted outside, "Zhao Long, notify Jing County to assemble 30,000 troops. Each man must bring his own first aid kit and five days of emergency food."

Zhao Long clasped his fists outside and left. Chen Da walked over and said, "Sir, I'll just say hello to my mother and leave."

Mr. Zhao nodded in agreement.

He opened the drawer, revealing four wheeled pistols. He took out one and handed it to Li Shuya, saying, "I promised you that when I get new weapons in the future, you will be the first one to receive them."

Li Shuya had fired a gun before, but she simply learned how to reload.

The wheeled gun invented by Zhao Sheng includes not only pistols, but also rifles and hand-cranked machine guns similar to the Gatling principle.

At present, primers like fulminate of mercury have not yet been invented, but he uses potassium chlorate and red phosphorus to ignite gunpowder by friction, so the stroke of hitting the firing pin is longer.

To ensure that the gunpowder can be ignited every time it is fired, the wheel contains a cartridge instead of a bullet shell. The device inside is struck and moves repeatedly, generating huge sparks, igniting the cartridge and pushing out the round projectile inside.

Therefore, wheeled weapons are currently the best automatic weapons, followed by chain-type feeding methods. This gave Zhao Sheng a sudden idea to design several Gatling machine guns.

However, the disadvantage of this type of machine gun is that it requires at least two people, preferably three people to cooperate in order to operate smoothly. Otherwise, either the feeding of bullets will not be smooth or the part where the shells are ejected will be blocked.

Fortunately, having these weapons is better than having nothing, but the cannon has not been made yet. According to Zhao Sheng’s idea, it is similar to the matchlock gun, but the weight of the cannon needs to be reduced.

After discussing Zhao Sheng's decision with Li Shuya and her father, and under Zhao Sheng's persuasion, he finally led 30,000 new troops, 100 personal guards and the baggage train that was originally ready to set off, and marched towards Guangchang County.

There is a road between Guangchang County and Dingzhou that can easily accommodate one car. Although the weather is cold, there is no snow here yet.

When Zhao Sheng's new army arrived at their destination, Cheng Jushu had already engaged in several skirmishes with the Xiongnu army, and more than 10,000 of the 50,000 troops had been killed or wounded.

Before this, the Dingzhou camp had begun to popularize the use of alcohol disinfection, and all that could be done was to rely on the wounds to heal naturally.

"Why don't they use sutures on such a large wound?" Zhao Sheng went to check on the wounded soldiers in the Dingzhou camp. Due to their hasty departure, they were still wearing their old armor, and many of them had large injuries.

A medical officer who was treating the wound looked at Zhao Sheng and asked, "Who are you? How do you sew?"

"My name is Zhao Sheng. Ancient texts say: 'If the disease is internal and cannot be cured by acupuncture or medicine, first give the patient Ma Fei San with wine. Once intoxicated and unconscious, cut open the abdomen and back and remove the accumulation. If it is in the intestines and stomach, cut them up and clean them to remove the disease and impurities. Then sew them up and apply a magic ointment. The wound will heal in four or five days, and will be completely healed within a month.' Haven't you heard of this?"

The medical officer couldn't remember who Zhao Sheng was, but he had read the records he just mentioned.

"You're right, but I've never learned it!"

"It's not difficult. I happen to have this sewing needle and thread with me."

After saying that, he asked someone to take out the catgut and special silver needles, soak them in alcohol, and washed and disinfected his hands.

"Look, I have two tweezers here. You'll be relying entirely on these to apply force. It's best to have three people perform the surgery: one to perform the surgery, one to assist, and one to handle the instruments."

After saying that, two more people came to Zhao Sheng's team. One of them had a handsome face, but he was wearing a mask, so his specific appearance could not be seen clearly.

The assistant put a mask on Zhao Sheng as well, and then came to a patient. The patient's muscle tissue in the thigh was injured by a machete, and blood was still flowing out.

Although the wound was treated with medicine, the bleeding could not be stopped.

"Fortunately, the artery was not injured, only the muscle tissue was injured. He can still move after treatment." What Zhao Sheng was most worried about was that the artery was injured. Under the current conditions, blood transfusion would be extremely difficult.

The deputy closed the wound and Zhao Sheng sutured it. A handsome man behind him handed him the instruments.

The wound was sutured quickly and then some medicine was applied to it, and the bleeding stopped.

Zhao Sheng raised his head, looked at the handsome man behind him and asked, "Can I do it myself?"

The person behind just nodded without saying anything.

The medical officer had always suspected that this was a woman, but he had no evidence. However, suturing techniques were indeed effective, and he did not want to cause any more trouble.

Soon after, several military doctors from the new army arrived. The handsome man took two people to perform first aid, and Zhao Sheng took two people to perform suture.

The original medical officer used alcohol to treat those who were not seriously injured. Several people were still being rescued until dark. Zhao Sheng had to order people to light lanterns to provide more light, and he managed to save a few more people.

They didn't put down their equipment until there were no more seriously injured people.

"Hey, have you seen the prince's son-in-law?" Cheng Jushu shouted at the top of his voice.

Someone had come to report earlier that the prince consort was coming with a team of 30,000 new troops and 20,000 baggage. He had been waiting for someone to come and see him, but it was already dark. He asked around and found out that the prince consort was in the wounded camp.

"Who is the prince consort? What's his name?" asked a medical officer.

"Uh! Let me think, right, his surname is Zhao, his given name is Zhao Shen, and his courtesy name is Gao, so he's also called Zhao Gao."

"Zhao Sheng, there really is such a person. He has been saving lives and using suturing techniques to save our wounded soldiers." The medical officer suddenly realized that the person who called Zhao Sheng just now was the son-in-law of the emperor.

When Cheng Jushu found Zhao Sheng, he saw several people leaning against a rock, holding a leather bag filled with water in one hand and eating compressed biscuits in the other.

They were tired and hungry at this time, and it was a happy thing to have water to drink and food to eat.