I will be the prince at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 8
While talking, Mu Zhongliang took out a porcelain bottle from his body, poured some ointment exuding the fragrance of herbs into the palm of his hand, then pressed it on Zhu Cixuan's bruised shoulder and rubbed it gently for a while, carefully rubbing the ointment on Zhu Cixuan's bruised area , and then he observed for a while, seeing that the ointment was applied evenly, he said:
"The medicine is finished, His Royal Highness, according to my estimation, after a night's rest tonight, it will probably be all right by tomorrow morning." After speaking, Mu Zhongliang took his leave.

Not to mention, Mu Zhongliang's traumatic medicine is really effective, and after a while, the right shoulder socket starts to feel numb and hot.

As the army was away, the conditions in the big tent were very simple, even the prince Zhu Cixuan was no exception, so Qingchan, Qingyu and Zhu Cixuan squeezed together on a makeshift wooden board.

He embraces two soft and delicate bodies, and the sweet scent of a girl lingers at the end of his nose. For Zhu Cixuan, who has a soul in his thirties and a body in his 12 years, it is not only not enjoyment, but a kind of painful torment. For a moment, how much he wished that he could grow up quickly.Otherwise, it would be too wasteful to see the delicious food right in your mouth but not be able to eat it.

The next morning, after getting up, Zhu Cixuan yawned again and again. Obviously, he didn't have a good rest that night.With two sweet, budding bodies in his arms, it's no wonder he can rest well.

The first thing Zhu Cixuan did after waking up was to look at his right shoulder. He found that most of the bruise had dissipated. He raised his arm. Although there was still some soreness, it did not affect the normal movement of his arm. Zhu Cixuan responded Very satisfied.

Then, while the two little girls were preparing breakfast for themselves, they started their daily compulsory homework and drew prizes.

"Ding" congratulations for winning three Mauser 98K rifles and three bullet packs.

"Ding" Congratulations for winning five boxes of Mauser 98K rifle bullets.

"Ding" Congratulations for winning a Mauser 98K rifle, a bullet bag, and a box of 7.92 rounds of 1500mm pointed bullets.

"Ding" The number of lucky draws for today has been exhausted, please continue tomorrow, thank you.

After the lottery draw, Zhu Cixuan placed his rifle and bullets in the system space, took out two Browning M1906 pocket pistols, a box of ammunition, and two spare magazines from the system space, and put them on the wooden table in the tent. .

Zhu Cixuan planned to give Qingchan and Qingyu each a pocket pistol with a caliber of 6.35mm, a gun length of 114mm, a magazine capacity of 6 rounds, and an effective range of 30m for self-defense.

Because of the continuous fighting, even if the two little girls don't need to go to the battlefield, it doesn't mean that they won't be in danger.It is very necessary to give each of them an M1906 pistol for self-defense.

When Qingchan and Qingyu walked into the big tent carrying the breakfast prepared for Zhu Cixuan, Zhu Cixuan pointed to the two pistols on the wooden table and said, "Each of you choose one for self-defense."

"His Royal Highness, this... this... is this for us?" Sapphire stared at the wooden case's pistol with bright eyes, and even Qing Chan looked back and forth between the pistol and Zhu Cixuan's smiling face with big bright eyes spin around.

Seeing Zhu Cixuan smiling and nodding.

Qingyu cheered, quickly grabbed a pistol from the wooden table, and played with it in her hands fondly.Qing Chan was relatively reserved, but she couldn't hide the crescent-shaped smile at the corner of her mouth.

They have been thinking about using a pistol for several days. Every time the training is over, they will look at the pistol longingly, and they will be taken away from them by His Royal Highness, feeling extremely disappointed in their hearts.

Originally, I thought that His Royal Highness would not give them such powerful firearms as pistols, but unexpectedly, the surprise came so suddenly.

Zhu Cixuan watched the overjoyed Qingchan and Qingyu happily put away the pistols, spare magazines, a box of 100 rounds of ammunition, two of them made five, and each shared 50 rounds.

"In the future, when the 50 rounds of ammunition are finished, remember to tell me, and I will give it to you again. Now, let's eat."

Not long after the three of them had breakfast, the army began to set up camp and set out in the direction of Dali under the leadership of Li Dingguo and Mu Tianbo.The soldiers injured in the Battle of Mopan Mountain, as well as some old and young soldiers and some family members, led by the commander-in-chief Gong Xun, took a large number of horses, food, and armor to leap over to rest.

Mu Zhongliang brought three war horses, Zhu Cixuan, Qing Chan, and Qing Yu rode on the horses, surrounded by Mu Zhongliang and a hundred other guards from the East Palace, and marched towards the Nu River with the large force.

Half an hour later, the troops arrived at Mopan Mountain, only to see that there were still traces left after the war, such as damaged flags, broken weapons, and dried blood, on both sides of the mountain road.

After walking for about an hour, the large army walked out of Mopan Mountain through the rugged and narrow mountain road. Zhu Cixuan rode on the horse and followed the large army for another [-] miles, until they reached the west bank of the Nu River. Not very wide, but the water is strong.

In a place where the river was not too turbulent, dozens of wooden stakes stood on both sides of the river bank, and ropes were tied to the wooden stakes to connect the two banks. A large number of rafts were discarded here and there on the river bank.

"Fortunately, fortunately, the rafts and ropes left behind by the tartars after crossing the river are just convenient for us to cross the river, otherwise it would be troublesome." Mu Zhongliang leaned over to Zhu Cixuan's side, patted his chest, with a look of lingering fear .

"Oh! How would we cross the river without the raft left by the Tartars and the ropes connecting the two banks?" Zhu Cixuan asked curiously.

"If we don't have these things, we must first send a small number of cavalry to wade across the river to find a place where we can ride horses across the river, and then the large force will wade across the river along the path that flows out.

Or just like the Tartars, cut down trees, fabricate rafts, plant wooden stakes on the bank, send people to bring ropes, use bamboo poles to support them, and then lay wooden stakes on the opposite bank, tie the ropes, and connect the two banks.In this way, the large troops can board the raft, grab the rope, and cross the Nu River. "

Zhu Cixuan nodded after listening.

However, Mu Zhongliang then said with a smile: "Actually, we don't have to worry too much. After all, His Royal Highness Prince Jin led his troops to cross the river not long ago. He must have a way to cross the river."

Zhu Cixuan gave Mu Zhongliang a white look. This kid has learned badly now, and he still speaks out of breath. However, what he said is also correct. Jin Wang Li Dingguo led his troops to cross the Nu River the day before yesterday, and he must find a way to cross the river. There is absolutely no need to worry about it.

Just as they were talking, some Ming soldiers began to ride horses across the river, and some Ming soldiers had put the raft into the river. Two of them grabbed the rope and stood on the raft one after the other. Two soldiers propped up bamboo poles to temporarily fix the raft, and the rest of the soldiers boarded the raft one by one.

When almost everyone on the raft was on board, he left the shore and sailed to the opposite bank.

Zhu Cixuan, Qingchan, Qingyu, and Mu Zhongliang also boarded a raft, dragged the rope and sailed to the opposite bank. Because the river was not wide, Zhu Cixuan and others quickly crossed the Nu River and reached the opposite bank.

Mu Zhongliang helped Zhu Cixuan onto the bay red horse, turned his head to look at the soldiers who were crossing the river, and said, "His Royal Highness, now is a good time to cross the river. If it comes to Qingming, the Nu River will not be able to pass."

"Oh? Why can't we cross the river in Qingming?" Zhu Cixuan asked suspiciously, even Qingchan and Qingyu looked at Mu Zhongliang.

"It's like this, Your Royal Highness, every year during the Qingming Festival, there will be grass miasma on the river surface, which will last until the Frost's Fall. Crossing the river during this period will be life-threatening. None of them will cross the river." Mu Zhongliang explained.

Isn't the green grass miasma the miasma born at the turn of spring and summer?Zhu Cixuan suddenly realized.

When I was a soldier, I went to practice in the Shiwanda Mountains, and the military doctor of the army specially explained it.

There are many miasmas in the south, and miasma is actually the foul air of mountains and forests, which occurs in late spring and converges in late autumn.Most of the miasma from all walks of life occurs after the Ching Ming Festival and disappears after the fall of frost.

According to the season of onset, it is called Qingcao miasma in spring, Huangmei miasma in summer, Xinhe miasma in autumn, and Huangmao miasma in winter.According to symptoms and properties, it can be divided into cold miasma, hot miasma, dumb miasma and so on.There are osmanthus miasma and chrysanthemum miasma named after plants, and there are anaconda miasma, peacock miasma, earthworm miasma, duck insect miasma, wasp miasma, etc. named after animals, as well as Miasma field, Mengsha, and water miasma.

In a miasma-prone place, its mountains are almost made of pure stones, without trees, and they are soaked in rain and sun, steamed with damp heat, poisonous snakes, poisonous saliva, and dung are sprinkled among them, so the rivers and streams are not green. , that is, red, or fishy and threatening, these are the causes of miasma.

When the air is fresh and clean, miasma will naturally not arise.

According to traditional Chinese medicine, miasma is the poisonous gas produced by the decay of animals and plants in tropical virgin forests.It is a general term for the unique diseases in the mountains, forests and wilderness of southern China, including malaria.

If you really want to ask its detailed composition, I am afraid no one can tell. Because it is produced by the decay of animals and plants, generally this thing is a mixture. The main components are sulfur dioxide, ammonia, difluorine monoxide, hydrogen sulfide, chlorine, and some Rare gases and cyanides, which also contain high concentrations of microbial viruses such as pathogenic bacteria.

The main reason is that ancient people had a very limited understanding of miasma, and most of the actual disease-causing miasma was caused by mosquitoes flying.

A large number of mosquitoes with Plasmodium falciparum gather and fly together, which looks like a cloud of black gas from a distance.After being bitten by them, humans and animals will be infected with falciparum malaria.

We often see in movies that after the smog in the forest passes, people fall down. In fact, the miasma is formed by flying mosquitoes, and these mosquitoes can transmit falciparum malaria.Chinese people call malaria miasma, and in Italian, malaria is called "yin wind", which is exactly the same.

There are a few folk songs in Xishuangbanna, my country: "Ten people go to Mengla, but nine people can't go home; if you want to go to Chefonan, buy a coffin board; if you want to go to Pusaba, marry your wife first" very vividly describes the harm of malaria to human beings.

Zhu Cixuan didn't explain this to Mu Zhongliang either, and even if he explained, he might not be able to understand.So Zhu Cixuan nodded as if he understood.

After the large army crossed the Nujiang River, Li Dingguo, Mu Tianbo and others let the army eat something and rest for a while. After [-] minutes, the army continued to march towards Dali.

(End of this chapter)