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Chapter 122 There is trouble.

"Be patient!"

Wearing white gloves made of silk, the medical team of Wu Xuanshu's department set up a temporary medical office on the spot directly in the open space in the center of the wildling tribe.

More than 20 soldiers whose limbs were torn off by the savage warriors for the first time just now are receiving their first aid bandages.

It was already 5 minutes after the death of the priest.

The soldiers of Ming Dynasty have basically controlled all the wildlings in this wildling tribe and released their ability to resist.

All the savages were driven to a corner, where they were strictly guarded by heavy armored soldiers and shield axemen.

The most important thing at this time is not to bring these savages back to camp, but to treat the wounded on the spot.

Those soldiers whose limbs were torn off violently by the wildling warriors, if they didn't stop the bleeding immediately and bandage them, they wouldn't survive to return to the camp, and they would bleed too much and die.

Even if the treatment is started immediately, there is no guarantee that the wounded will survive.

In war, there is no reason not to die.

Twenty or thirty medical soldiers treated the wounded in an orderly manner while busy, and divided each wounded into groups that needed immediate treatment and those that could wait, according to the severity of their injuries, and treated them in batches.

In a hurry.

A medical soldier with a medical cap on his head briefly checked one of the wounded soldiers and shouted nervously, "He's bleeding a lot!"

The soldier lying in front of him had pale lips, cold sweat on his skin, very rapid breathing, and blood was constantly oozing from the broken arm of his left hand.

This is a typical symptom of excessive blood loss and about to fall into a coma.

The medical soldier hurried forward and pulled out an iron plate from his neck.

A line of words engraved in block letters was clearly printed on the iron plate.

"Zhao Dayong, the fourth small banner soldier from the [-]th household of Sanshanwei, Zhenhai Camp, blood C."

After quickly reading the content on the iron plate, the medical soldier raised his head and shouted: "Who has C blood, some C blood, blood transfusion treatment!"

Zhao Dayong's comrades were wandering around with worried faces.

As soon as the medical soldiers said this, several of them immediately raised their hands and ran over.

"Doctor, I'm C blood!"

"Transfuse my blood, and I will be strong!"

"I am the brave corps leader, lose to me first!"

The three comrades in the same hundred households as Zhao Dayong immediately responded positively.

In the Ming army, blood transfusion therapy has been popularized for ten years.

This is one of the medical achievements made by the withered physicians back then, with the support of the former Mohist giant.

Although the current blood transfusion treatment is not 100% effective, some soldiers who have lost too much blood will still have various problems such as being unable to survive the blood transfusion, persistent high fever, and allergies.

However, since the blood transfusion therapy became available, the survival rate of seriously injured soldiers in the Ming Army has been greatly improved.

In the past, soldiers who were seriously injured on the battlefield would be cut straight by their comrades to avoid further pain.

When cleaning the battlefield, not only the northern barbarians had to make up for it, but also their own people.

But it won't happen now, no matter how serious the injury is, as long as they can last until they are transported to the rear for blood transfusion, half of the seriously injured can be rescued.

After all, most of the deaths on the battlefield were due to excessive blood loss.

The advent of blood transfusion therapy provides a solution to excessive blood loss.

Although many people will die after receiving blood transfusion treatment, it is better than not being saved at all.

The medical soldiers simply took a look at the three volunteers, looked at the iron plates hanging around their necks, and after confirming that they had not lied about their blood types, they randomly picked a strong man.

"sit down."

After pressing it on the ground at will, the medical soldier took out a large syringe and a rubber tube made of rubber extracted from rubber grass from the medical box he carried with him, and connected it to a closed in a glass jar.

After taking highly distilled alcohol and sterilizing it on the donor's arm, the thick needle is inserted into the largest blood vessel in his arm.

The dark red blood was drawn out, and immediately injected into Zhao Dayong's body.

The three of them took turns drawing four or five tubes of blood. Zhao Dayong's injury was brought under control only after they were all dizzy.

The broken arm of his left hand had been neatly trimmed by the medical soldiers, and it was covered with gold sore medicine that could speed up the coagulation of the wound, and it was tightly wrapped with gauze.

The originally pale complexion on his face became ruddy a lot, and his lips gradually returned to pink.

Zhao Dayong's corporal pressed the pinhole on his arm and asked joyfully, "Doctor, have you been rescued?"

"For the time being, I have saved my life. As long as I can survive the fever in the future, my life will be saved."

After the medical soldier simply said a word, he turned to deal with other wounded soldiers.

The current treatment methods are still very primitive, and there are no anti-allergic and anti-coagulant drugs, and it is impossible to separate whole blood into blood components such as hemoglobin and platelets.

Can only transfuse whole blood.

However, the risk of whole blood transfusion is still very high.

In the end, it still depends on the injured person's own body, whether it can withstand the adverse reactions after transfusion of whole blood.

If you carry it, you can survive!

However, the chances of being able to survive are still very high.

The human body is very adaptive.

Several comrades of Zhao Dayong looked at him sadly, with very complicated emotions.

In Zhao Dayong's current state, one arm is broken.

Even if he is rescued, it is estimated that there is no way to continue to serve in the front-line army.

This is a heavy blow to him who is only 25 years old and has been in the army for less than five years.

Seeing that this is the time to make meritorious service, it is a pity to suffer such a catastrophe.

Wu Zhang sighed, and said comfortingly: "Hey, at least my life is saved, it's not bad to be alive."

Seeing the wounded and howling on the ground, he touched his arm with lingering fear.

Fortunately, all the parts on my body are still complete, and there are no missing arms or legs, otherwise I won't be able to participate in the next battle, and I will die of aggrieved death.

There are two children in the family, waiting for him to earn military merits and return to his hometown!
Half an hour later, the wounds of the slightly injured patients who were injured in this battle were cleaned and wrapped in gauze.

The seriously injured patients also managed to stabilize their injuries as much as possible, and were placed on a makeshift stretcher, carried by their colleagues.

The soldiers who died in battle were also buried on the spot after their ID plates were removed.

Wu Xuanshu inspected the troops carefully, and made sure that including the dead soldiers, none of the soldiers he brought out was missing, and no one took advantage of the chaos as deserters. Afterwards, he led the large army, suppressed the captured savages, and set off for the camp. up.

Two thousand to more than 100.

More than 30 people were killed or injured, eight of whom were directly killed in battle.

This battle damage is a little bit high.

The main reason is that at the beginning, the soldiers were eager to make contributions, and somewhat underestimated the ideas of these savage tribes, and they were too anxious.

Otherwise, instead of wanting to take credit, let the heavy armored soldiers be in front and surround those wildling soldiers steadily, there should be no battle damage.

Wu Xuanshu was very dissatisfied in his heart.

Before setting off, he had repeatedly told them not to underestimate these savages.

Although their society is very primitive, they drink blood.

But as long as he has mastered the power of the mysterious side, it will still pose a threat to the Ming army to some extent.

As a result, after the encounter, there were still some soldiers, without confirming that the priest was dead.

Dazed by the military achievements, he hurriedly passed the heavy armored soldiers and rushed to the front.

Then the savage warrior who was strengthened was "raised high" and dismembered.

Wu Xuanshu's face was extremely gloomy.

After returning to the camp, he had to drill and drill the soldiers under his command, to let them know how foolish it is to be brave!
the other side.

He and Wu Xuanshu set off almost at the same time, but it was Lu Ming who was heading north, and he went much smoother.

After following the scouts to find the savage tribe, Lu Ming did not find the priest immediately.

But on the contrary, because no priest was found, he was very cautious and ordered an attack after he almost surrounded the tribe with 2000 people.

When attacking, it is also strictly in accordance with the arrangement of heavy armored soldiers in front, melee soldiers in the middle, and musketeers in the rear, and attack very cautiously.

Similarly, he also encountered the violent wildling warrior strengthened by the priest.

But because the heavily armored soldiers carried the front at the beginning, the battle damage of Lu Ming's troops was very low.

Except for a few soldiers who encountered strong counterattack resistance when they were capturing the savages, and suffered some minor injuries, none of them were killed or seriously injured.

And the priest was also attacked by the barrage immediately, and was killed on the spot.

Everything went very smoothly.

He even returned to camp earlier than Wu Xuanshu who was delayed for half an hour to treat the wounded.

After returning to the camp, Wu Xuanshu was even angrier after hearing the news!
"Go, send someone to suppress all the captured wildlings and put them in a prisoner-of-war camp to guard them!"

"Let those Jurchens who know the language of the savages interrogate them and see if they know about the other savage tribes nearby!"

Wu Xuanshu's face was dark, and after giving orders to the lieutenant general, he went straight to the camp of the Chinese army and gave orders to Peng Ke.

However, when he arrived at the Chinese army camp and saw Peng Ke, before he could report the situation of the battle, Peng Ke, who was discussing the military situation with Lu Ming in the camp, said with a solemn expression:

"Commander Wu, we are in trouble."

"Just now, when you and Commander Lu went out for an expedition, a group of wild cavalry broke into the vicinity of the camp and was captured by us."

"After interrogating the mature woman who accompanied the army, I got some bad news."

"Just about 50 miles due east of our army camp, there is a large tribe of savages."

"The tribe has more than 5000 people, and there are more than 30 priests, including a high priest."

"According to the captured wildling cavalry, there are eight thousand warriors in their tribe."

"Although he should have counted all young adults."

"But it shouldn't be underestimated."

"This tribe is too close to our camp!"

"How can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch!"

"It must be wiped out as soon as possible!"

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