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In the second defense line of Yushu Castle, Cheng Bushi saw the miserable situation of the Japanese, and said with a smile, "My lord, is this called tooth for tooth, blood for blood?"

Wei Jichen shook his head with a smile and joked, "No, this is called retribution for the present."

After thinking for a while, Wei Jichen continued: "Now that the Japanese have broken through my first line of defense, they are probably complacent and thinking about how to break into my Elm Castle as soon as possible. Tonight, we must strengthen our defenses to prevent the Japanese from sneaking in at night."

Cheng Bushi replied yes.

Wei Jichen looked at the battlefield where the gunpowder smoke had not cleared, and there was still a trace of sparks in some places. He suddenly thought that most of the houses in Elm Castle were made of wood and were easy to catch fire. there is none left.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help calling Cheng Bushi who was about to leave, and said: "Old Cheng, there is one more thing, let the soldiers who are slightly injured throw all the flammable things in the house to the front of the position, don't be afraid of damage. The house, anyway, we won’t be able to live here for long.”

"My lord, are you afraid?" Cheng Bushi asked a little puzzled.

"I'm afraid that the Japanese will use fire to attack, so it's better to be cautious. Even if they don't have that idea, we throw all the flammable wooden objects in front of the position. After the Japanese cannons are fired, the smoke will be seen by them." I don't know the reality of our army's position." Wei Jichen said solemnly.

Winter is the season of dry weather and dry things. The flowers and plants are withered and flourishing, and it is easy to catch fire. No wonder Wei Jichen thinks so.

"Well, this subordinate will go down and do it now." Cheng Bushi clasped his fists, turned around and left.

As night fell, Gui Taro saw that his original plan had been realized, so he suspended the attack and let the Japanese soldiers who had fought hard for most of the day rest for a while.

On the battlefield, the sound of the guns gradually faded away until only fragmentary gunfire remained. The two sides seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they both started to light a fire and cook.

Wei Jichen didn't have much time to rest. After eating a few mouthfuls of dry food indiscriminately, he went to the wounded barracks to visit the wounded soldiers.

The Japanese are attacking very violently today, maybe Gui Taro wants to take down Yushu Fort in one go, or maybe the morale of the Japanese soldiers is high after this period of rest.

In short, not only the Japanese suffered heavy casualties, but also Wei Jichen suffered a lot.

When Wei Jichen led Wang Huaiqing and other soldiers to a large courtyard where the wounded barracks was located, he heard deep moans of pain, soft conversations, and low sobbing.

When you walk to the door, you can clearly see the situation inside. There are only military doctors in the Qing army, and there are no special nursing staff. The wounded soldiers are all rescued and transported back by their colleagues. The wounded soldiers all died of bacterial infections such as tetanus.

There were not many military doctors in total, and they were busy inside without touching the ground. The seriously wounded were moved into the room, and there were some lightly wounded in the hospital.

Said to be slightly wounded, Wei Jichen also saw many people who lost their arms and thighs. These people were lying on the ground with blank eyes. today's battle.

When Wei Jichen walked into the yard, he couldn't help but startled most of the wounded. The lightly injured stood up and saluted, while the seriously injured also struggled to stand up.

"Brothers, don't move, just lie down. I'm the one who comes to see the brothers now, not the brothers to see me." Wei Jichen quickly pressed his hands down, and said with a sad face.

Wei Jichen's heart was very heavy. In less than a day, the wounded filled the entire courtyard.

Several soldiers including Wang Huaiqing hurried forward to help the wounded who had stood up to lie down. When the others saw them, they stopped moving, but sat or lay down and looked at Wei Jichen quietly.

Wei Jichen walked up to a sixteen or seventeen-year-old soldier. Tears were still hanging on the soldier's face. When Wei Jichen entered the door just now, he saw him sobbing softly,

Wei Jichen wiped the tears off his face with his sleeve, and asked softly, "What's his name?"

"In the case of Lord Zongbing, I'm Tie Dan." Tie Dan was a little startled by Wei Jichen's actions.

"Why are you crying?" Wei Jichen asked again.

"My lord, my right hand is broken and I have become a useless person. I will never be able to charge forward with you again." Tie Dan looked at his right hand with red eyes, obviously losing his right hand was a big blow to him.

Wei Jichen patted his head, first comforted him silently, and then said: "How can you become a useless person if you lose your right hand?"

Wei Jichen stood up straight, and seeing all the wounded looking at him, he stretched out his left hand and took out a pistol from his pocket.

Under the eyes of everyone, it was a shot to the tiles on the house.

With a bang, the tiles were broken into several pieces, and one of them flew upwards. Wei Jichen fired another shot, and the broken tiles that flew upwards were hit again, split into pieces and fell down one after another.

"If I lose my right hand, I still have my left hand, and if I lose my left foot, I still have my right foot. As long as I, Wei Jichen, am still alive, I, Wei Jichen, can continue to kill people. No one dares to underestimate me, no one dares to call me trash."

Wei Jichen paused, then continued: "You, too, don't let others tell you that you've become useless, not even me, as long as you have perseverance in your heart, you can use any part to kill people, and you can live resoundingly , only those who have achieved nothing, trying to tell you that you are useless, if you want to fight, you work hard to achieve it, it's as simple as that."

After Wei Jichen finished speaking, all the wounded fell silent, yes, if I lost my right hand, wouldn’t I be able to shoot with my right hand? I lost my left leg, but I still have my right leg and both hands.

"Brothers, Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement. Now my Wei Zijun is besieged by the Japanese in Yushubao, but I, Wei Jichen, have never lost hope, because of you brothers, and you brothers who see death as home." Now, what do I, Wei Jichen, have to be afraid of? Even if I, Wei Jichen, want to break through, I will not leave any brothers behind. If we lose the will to fight, then even if I, Wei Jichen, have all kinds of abilities, I won’t be able to take you away.” Wei Jichen raised his voice and said, “Brothers, even if we die, we will die on the way forward. With one breath, you can fight the Japanese to the end."

"Blood battle to the end, blood battle to the end!"

All the wounded murmured this sentence first, and then the sentence merged into a roaring river, and the eyes of those wounded who had lost their spirits burst into bright and determined eyes.

Tie Dan had wiped away his tears long ago, his small face was tense, his whole body regained strength, and he looked at Wei Jichen reverently.

Wei Jichen untied the revolver, put it in Tie Dan's hands, and encouraged him: "This gun is given to our little hero. I hope that one day, you can use your left hand to compete with me in marksmanship."

"Master Chief Soldier, I will not let you down." Tie Dan held the gun tightly.

Wei Jichen saw that the wounded barracks was no longer as lifeless as before, so he called in a military doctor and told him: "Brothers, the wounds must be cleaned up, and the gauze used for bandaging must be boiled in boiling water and dried before use. , The environment here is too bad, there are too many people, move some brothers who are less injured to the house where I live, as long as I can have a house to sleep in, it is enough."

The military doctor admired Wei Jichen very much, as long as the commander-in-chief walked around for a while, the wounded who were dying or living became much more obedient.

"Okay, my lord, I'll organize people to do it right away." The military doctor nodded and led away.

Wei Jichen went into the room again to look at the seriously wounded, and greeted each of them one by one. After finishing all this work, he had time to rest for a while.

Soldiers who died on the battlefield received pensions from the court, and those who became disabled would receive a considerable amount of money. However, these disabled soldiers lost their livelihoods after returning to their hometowns, and I am afraid that they would be poor for the rest of their lives.

Although Wei Jichen spoke impassionedly, he knew what kind of life and predicament those wounded who lost their hands and feet would face in the future.

Like some famous generals in history who are called loving soldiers like sons, in addition to sharing joys and sorrows with the sergeants on weekdays, they are more concerned about the treatment of these wounded returning home.

Although Wei Jichen wasn't a famous general, he wouldn't bear to watch Wei Zijun's wounded retire and end up alone at home, poor and destitute, and no one even knew when he died.

Apart from money, the most important thing that can help these wounded is to point out a way for them to survive.

Wei Jichen thought about it a few times, and finally had an idea in his mind. If he can go back alive this time, he must start more businesses. National capitalism has just emerged in the late Qing Dynasty. For him, a time traveler, gold is everywhere. Of course, you If you have power in your hands, collusion between officials and businessmen is the way out.

The most important thing is to escape from here, otherwise everything will be in vain, Wei Jichen thought as he paced back and forth in the room.

After today's attack, although the Japanese broke through the first line of defense, they have lost their spirit. I still have a second line, a third line, and if I want, I can add a few more lines of defense, but I don't want to stick to this place. The Japanese died together, so these are meaningless.

When the Japanese lost all their vigor and there were holes in the encirclement, it was time for them to break through. Waiting for another day of fierce fighting, the Japanese would not be able to attack for a long time at that time.

Surrounded by the Japanese, Wei Jichen couldn't sleep, and led a few soldiers to patrol around. Cheng Bushi had already led the soldiers to demolish most of the houses. As long as they were flammable and dry, they were all removed. Even the roofs of some houses were torn down, and the blackness looked very intrusive.

Wei Jichen didn't dare to withdraw the soldiers from the front line at will. He maintained sufficient troops on the front line, but let a small number of soldiers take turns to rest, and those soldiers who fell asleep held guns in their hands and could go to the battlefield again at any time.

Five steps, one post, ten steps, one whistle!

Even if a mouse passes by, it will be detected and no one will be able to infiltrate.