It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 122 Battlefield Medical Center, all staff are here

"Elder Erwin, please join the main battalion and attack sequence."

"Bishop Martin, please join the front battalion and be responsible for blessing the attacking knights with divine spells."

"Priest Edwin, please lead the healing work."

"Your Excellency Baird, can you act with the scout team?"

Gretel sat far away at the door of the meeting room, waiting for the task to be assigned to him.He is the youngest, the lowest rank, and the seat is the farthest from the chief—he has only been appointed to a level 5 priest, and it will be too early to call him.

In this war, Hartland City did not go out alone, but gathered under the banner of the lord of Newster County, Earl Newman.Earl Newman himself is a 12th-level great knight, and he is well-known in the county. Even Viscount Joan, the lord of Hartland City, served as a servant in the Earl's Mansion when he was a teenager.

There is such a person who climbs up and shouts, the nobles of Newstershire, naturally look at the scenery.The nobles from four or five cities, large and small, all came with their knights and soldiers to join Earl Newman's army.

And all the spellcasters were also gathered together, and after being evaluated and discussed by the head of the sect, they were assigned to different teams according to their ability level and type of magic.Or attack, or assist, or heal, or serve.It was a long list, and it took a long time before it was clicked on his head:
"All second-level and first-level priests and priest apprentices are all responsible for healing."

The distribution of treatment tasks is almost based on the place of origin. In principle, the wounded in the city are treated by the priests in the city.Before the battle started, the spellcaster's camp in the military camp was bustling. Every priest lived alone in a small tent, and knights came to visit and gave gifts with smiles on their faces.

Please take care!
Ask for help!
Please treat me first in case of injury at that time!
Gretel is no exception here.As soon as the meeting ended, two knights asked all the way and touched his tent:

"Your Excellency Nordmark! Your Excellency Nordmark! Gretel! Gretel...? Hey, where did you go?"

Such a rare opportunity, why not wait in the tent to receive the gift!
Gretel is at the camp of the city guard nearby.This time, two squadrons and about 100 people came from the city guards, most of whom were uncles Grete knew well.Different from the exquisite small tents at the priest's side, the barracks here are full of dilapidated low tents, with a dozen or twenty soldiers squeezed into one room.Walk a few steps inside, the stench is suffocating.

Gretel didn't have much dislike.He walked slowly in the camp, asking all the way:

"Tang En, are the bandages ready for the wound?"

"Brother Valli, the one you want to rush to the front...is the tourniquet ready? Do you remember where the tourniquet was tied? That's right, it's here!"

"Uncle Morgan, did you bring the triangular scarf? Is it clean?"

"Old Pete, if you are injured, don't grab a handful of soil and block it up, tie it up with a triangle towel, come to me quickly!"

"Yes, come to me if you're injured! I'm at the very edge of the pastor's camp, on your side!"

"Captain Flynn, can you find someone to accompany me to get the tent? There will be a lot of wounded soldiers, so I only brought a small tent, I'm afraid it won't be enough..."

"Small matter! I'll have two of you go with you!—Paul! Quincy! You go with little Gretel!"

The two soldiers took him on a detour and found the Quartermaster in Hartland City.Unfortunately, the city didn't have a big enough tent, so I had to ask the county town.The quartermaster glanced at the only green leaf on his robe, and rolled his eyes:
"Why do you want a big tent? ——The big tents are for the nobles, you little pastor, what are you doing in such a big place!"

"As long as it can live." Gretel tried his best to keep a smile on his face, just like in his previous life, when he encountered a seriously ill patient who couldn't afford the money and needed to be rescued, he asked the medical department to take the green channel:
"It doesn't matter if it's old or dirty, it doesn't matter if it's broken, I'll clean it up myself...please..."

He quickly stuffed a money bag.The quartermaster weighed it in his hand and threw it up again. Hearing the tinkling metal sound inside, his face softened slightly:
"Okay. You come with me!"

As a result, Gretel received an old tent that was so dirty that no one could see it, and was useless except that it was big.The oily mud on the tent had been wrapped into a paste, Gretel just stretched out his hand, and a layer of black mud was smeared on his five fingers.Fortunately, the two soldiers around him strode forward, separated the tent cloth from the pole, and carried it firmly on their shoulders.

It is so dirty that it is enough to shelter from the wind and rain. If you want to use it to house wounded soldiers, you may increase the probability of infection, right?
Gretel had no choice but to smile wryly, and could only let them carry the tent to the river, roll up their sleeves, and wash it hard.One of the two people following him jumped down to help, while the other saw that the situation was not good and walked away quietly.

Gretel groaned, groaned, groaned, and tossed and tossed for a long time, but only cleaned about one square meter.Most of the tent cloths are still piled up on the shore in a dirty state, and it seems that there is still a long way to go before the entire tent can be used...

"Little Gretel, we are here to help you!" Someone shouted suddenly from behind.Gretel turned around in surprise:

"Uncle Karen!"

"Little Gretel, you're really here!" The city guard soldier who had walked away before was sweating, and brought Captain Karen's team and ran towards him from a distance.Captain Cullen was extremely happy to see Gretel:
"I was not here just now. I heard from Valli and the others that I came to you directly when I was injured? - Can others come to you? Those priests used to treat knights only. People like us can only take care of ourselves... ..."

"Come find me!" Gretel nodded heavily. "Uncle Karen, I grew up in the City Guards, and I won't ignore everyone... Others are fine too, as long as I am busy, I will treat you! Uncle Karen, please spread these words, quietly. Yes, don't make so much noise that the nobles know..."

"Little Gretel, I knew you would never forget us." Captain Karen patted him on the shoulder vigorously:

"Are you cleaning the tent? Brothers, don't be dazed, go down and help!"

Plop plop jumped down seven or eight people.The huge tent cloth was unfolded in the river, and the clear river water was dyed black in a blink of an eye.

Gretel wanted to resign.Captain Karen dragged him away directly:
"Let us do this kind of rough work! Little Gretel, you go back—what are you spellcasters—meditate! If you are more capable, our lives will be more stable!"

Gretel struggled, struggled, struggled and failed, and was carried back to his tent by Captain Karen.There were still a few dozen steps away, and I saw a few people walking around beside the tent. When they saw Gretel, they waved and greeted him from a distance:

"Little Gretel, here we come!"

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