Villager of Daming

Chapter 1180: Inducing Questions without Deception

Chaha Khan and the twenty people who went out hunting have returned to the tribe, and they are talking and talking to others about what they encountered.

Some people in the tribe were crying, some were laughing, and some were looking confused. They gathered together and talked about what happened in the village after they left, and the situation before they came back when the people from Tu Yajie were about to take action.

Chaha Khan really wanted to talk to his people, but he knew that it was important to follow the princes now. Anyway, he would move away and go to another safe place with the people of the Ming Dynasty.

The leader who brought the men here earlier talked about the things in the tribe. The tribe was called Ajiahan, and it was composed of many small tribes. In the end, they supported Tu Yajie as the leader.

Tuyajie had the largest number of people in the tribe, and he was also capable, but his best son had eleven daughters and only one son who was unable to fight even if he survived.

So the people who were selected by other tribes to cooperate with Tu Yajie started to have ideas. The Bei Yuan Dynasty dispersed and the team was in chaos. One of them found the Ajiahan tribe.

The person whose legs were hit was sent by the Northern Yuan Dynasty. He wanted to take this group of people to annex other small tribes. Some small tribes had only a dozen households, and they all lived together.

The tribes under Chahahan's control are already considered pretty good, so we should defeat them first. This way, when Tuyajie returns to the Ajiahan tribe with a group of looters and people, his prestige will be lowered.

This matter was supported by the Northern Yuan people. If Tu Yajie disagreed, he would directly become an enemy of the Northern Yuan. If he agreed, other people who had cooperated with him in the past would disperse with their men to plunder.

The Ming Dynasty wanted to engage in trade, so they destroyed the trade and brought people from all directions to steal the Ming Dynasty's things.

During the Tang Dynasty, this place was able to defeat the Tang army, and then the Yuan Dynasty as well. Why can't it defeat the Ming Dynasty now?

Especially since the Ming Dynasty had just been established and its foundation was not stable, the emperor had to compromise.

"We were also forced. In fact, we are all from the same tribe. I didn't do anything. Yes, I didn't give any orders. I just asked them to hand over their weapons to show the Beiyuan people."

After the leader finished speaking, he tried to justify himself, saying that he was a good man and would not massacre his own people.

The others remained silent. Ling'er smiled and nodded. Just when the other party thought they could survive and be free, Ling'er spoke.

"It seems that we are not of the same kind! The reason why Xiaqiu Village has achieved its current status is because of killing our own people.

You are too soft-hearted and made me angry. Do you know what I did in Xiaqiu Village?
The land in other villages was good, so we poisoned them and killed them all, then bribed the officials and said it was a plague.

If any village buys cattle, we will send people to the county town to keep an eye on them and rob them on the way.

They put a sack on the man’s head, pretended to be from another village and beat him up until he was knocked unconscious and their cattle were taken away.

When the man woke up, he went back to the village and told everyone that their villagers were fighting each other.

When it’s time to harvest rice, they pick a windy night, light a fire and burn all the rice in other villages…”

Ling'er kept giving examples, and the more she spoke, the more she enjoyed it. The smile on her face turned ferocious. "That's it. Our Xiaqiu Village is so powerful that we even dare to threaten the prince. If you don't believe me, just ask... uh..."

"Sister Ling'er is right. I, the King of Wu, am afraid that Xiaqiu Village is very vicious! Ah? Actually, it's pretty good, yes, it's pretty good!"

The fifth brother, Zhu Su, became addicted to listening to it, and when he saw Sister Ling'er was about to get stuck, he helped to prove it. However, when he saw Sister Ling'er glaring at him, he changed his words slightly.

The others tried hard not to laugh. How did Xiaqiu Village develop? Ling'er was really good at making up stories!
The leader doesn't know! He widened his eyes with horror. How could the King Wu of the Ming Dynasty be so afraid of a girl from Xiaqiu Village?

"Alas~~" Ling'er shook her head: "If you don't hate, you can't stand firm. I thought you were just like my village, so I could let you do something. Who would have thought... our village has a mine, and some people die every month. It's just right for you..."

"No, no, listen to me, I just lied, I actually like to torture people the most, especially my own people.

I asked them to lay down their weapons just now because my men were injured. Once they believed me, I would have them tied up. Then I would play with their women in front of their men and make them regret laying down their weapons.

Then they broke the bones of the old ones bit by bit, and used knives to leave slave marks on the children, not even sparing the female babies.

I am the same as you. Don't worry, as long as I follow Xiaqiu Village, I can do even more cruel things."

The leader immediately corrected his previous words and looked at his subordinates beside him. The subordinates who were close to him nodded one after another.

"Very good! You did the right thing. I like people like you who are sensible. Don't worry, treat the wound of the one who was shot first."

Ling'er gave a thumbs up, that's awesome!
The man who was shot kept groaning. He tried to hold it back, but it hurt too much.

He was afraid of death, and he knew that he would not survive if he received such an injury.

Even a punch would hurt! Moreover, the bullet was lodged in his bones, and he had lost hope of survival.

At the same time, he didn't want to die and wanted to struggle. Now that he was dragged over, he didn't even dare to resist and looked at the people around him with pleading eyes.

"Does this thing require anesthesia? If not, will it hurt him to death?"

The fifth brother, Zhu Su, came forward again. He was more interested in studying medicine, and what he liked to do most was to watch others get their teeth pulled outside the village.

Whenever a tooth is extracted, anesthesia must be given, inhalation anesthesia. Sometimes intravenous anesthesia is needed, which is very demanding.

"Null it! Don't let it really hurt. If it hurts to a certain extent, it can kill you. I'll have to ask him about it later and set him up in the operating room."

Ling'er took a quick look at Hanhan's gesture and decided to spend resources to save this person, mainly to practice.

No one has ever treated someone with gunshot wounds, so in this case, we need to treat the wound first, then remove the bullet from the bone, and then suture it bit by bit.

The hardest part comes after that, because in order to avoid infection, antibiotics and other drugs need to be used. What a good opportunity!

You can't always find someone to shoot and then rescue him! If he is shot somewhere else, he won't be able to be rescued.

It is recommended to set up the operating room quickly, just a tent with no equipment inside, put an operating table, turn on the shadowless lamp, and disinfect it.

Zhu Wentian also went in, and four princes also went in, including Xu Da, Zhao Yao, Liu Sheng and others, to watch the fun.

Chaha Khan was given special permission to see how such injuries were treated.

Xu Da wore a sterilized surgical gown, a mask and a hat. "In the past, when an arrow hit a bone, we would just cut the flesh a little. If the arrow had a barb, we would pull it out and apply medicine if we had it. If not, we would smear it with wood ash."

Zhao Yao, a councillor who fought alongside him in the wars, agreed: "Very few people can survive. By then, the area will be rotten and swollen, and pus and blood will ooze out every day. You can't squeeze it out, and the person will have a fever, and finally talk nonsense and can't move."

"How about we practice spinal anesthesia? If we use general anesthesia, I'm afraid he might vomit out what he eats and block his airway."

As Ling'er spoke, she looked around, mainly at Brother Hanhan.

Zhu Wentian put his hands in front of him and moved his fingers.

"Let's use local anesthesia! The femur isn't broken, that's it." Ling'er understood.

(End of this chapter)