After treating many wounded people, Guo Dajing became somewhat famous. Although the treatment methods were rather terrifying, this was what he needed.
What does it mean to climb high and make a call, and the responders will gather. You must have a foundation, a prestige, and be able to fight. No matter how bad you are, you must be able to speak like a lotus and be able to deceive.
Otherwise, why would people listen to you and follow you? And the so-called domineering spirit that makes the younger brother bow to you at the drop of a hat is probably factors such as reputation, prestige, and force value!
Guo Dajing felt that he had saved some soldiers who should have died, and left here proud of this.
What he didn't notice was that there were many people staring at his back with pale faces, fear and horror in their eyes, and some even swallowed hard.
In ancient times, even in the First World War, the treatment of wounded soldiers was very crude and simple, which made people feel numb. There was no big difference between camps for wounded soldiers and slaughterhouses.
For example, in amputation surgery, use a hacksaw to cut off the wound, and then use a soldering iron to cauterize the wound until it becomes necrotic to achieve the effect of stopping bleeding. Anesthesia, sterilization, and hemostasis are not available at all for a long time.
Therefore, doctors before the middle of the 19th century basically practiced the magical skill of "only quick but not broken". It is still painful anyway, so long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain?
It is said that the historical record was set by the British man Robert Lee, and the amputation operation only took 28 seconds.
As a result, the assistant cut off two fingers because he cut too fast, bleeding excessively, and died; the patient cut too much tissue because the knife was too fast, became infected, and died; the bystander suffered a heart attack and died because of fright.
As for Guo Dajing, he was very particular. At least he knocked out the injured person with a palm knife, saving him from the severe pain.
Of course, forcing someone to drink alcohol until they are unconscious and knocking them unconscious with a stick can also be regarded as a special anesthesia method.
Guo Dajing left the wounded soldier's house and met Liu Qishi, or Liu Qishi waiting for him outside. Liu Qishi obviously had a psychological shadow about Guo Dajing's treatment methods and did not dare to go in.
"Brother, let's go see General Zhang!" Liu Qishi came up to him with a weird smile.
Guo Dajing nodded and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.
When he came to the front hall, Guo Dajing found that Zhou Qing and other sentry detectives were also there, and he understood something in his heart.
Longchuan was defeated, and then he had to do night-time work, which was similar to the role of a sentinel. And this was what he hoped for. With the movement of large troops, the degree of freedom was very limited.
"Guo Dajing was the first to sneak into the city and killed six captives. I will report it to the superiors and there will be rewards." Zhang Pan pointed to some broken silver on the table and said with a smile: "Don't be dissatisfied.
Young Master, this is the one who rewards you first."
Guo Dajing was not polite and thanked him: "Thank you, general."
Guo Dajing could count how many enemies he had killed if he recalled it slowly. But he didn't care much about it. There was no point in fussing over it.
Liu Xingzuo smiled and explained: "These are the arrows collected by Zhou Banner with his sentinels. They should be yours, right?"
Guo Dajing took a look and nodded. In fact, he had already noticed a few blood-stained crossbow arrows on the table, and he pretended to be confused even if others didn't tell them.
"Omissions are inevitable." Zhou Qing smiled sheepishly and said, "I have no choice but to wrong Brother Dajing."
Guo Dajing cupped his hands gratefully. It is enough to have such a heart!
Even if you don't give him this credit, it doesn't matter. Because of this, he chases the enemy and shoots, only killing the enemy, but not harvesting the heads.
Now that he had admitted that it was his own arrow, Guo Dajing stretched out his hand to put it away and inserted it into the quiver on his waist.
He always carries the short bow on his back, just to show off in front of others. As for getting to the bottom of things, if he has to find out, he probably isn't that annoying.
Because the length of the crossbow arrows was different from that of normal bows and arrows, Guo Dajing believed that others were not blind. He might have had doubts, but he did not ask, and he did not need to force an explanation.
If you just hang around like this, over time, everyone will get used to it and won't think it's strange anymore.
Seeing that Guo Dajing was so easy-going and unwilling to take credit for his work, Zhang Pan couldn't help but admire him in his heart. He smiled and said: "You guys go down and rest first. The troops will retreat at noon. I have to work hard for you to conduct reconnaissance."
Guo Dajing and others saluted, turned and left.
Zhou Qing and others have found a place to live. Although it is not spacious, no one has too high expectations during the war. After chatting for a few words, they lay down and rested.
Guo Dajing did not return to the space to be busy again. He was not an iron man, and he knew how tired he was. Being able to fall asleep as quickly as possible in various environments was also a habit he developed in the army.
Although he really wanted to help the Dongjiang Army capture Yizhou, the troops in front of him were obviously not enough, and he was not sure if it would be doubled.
Therefore, he felt that the best choice would be to rest first, build up enough strength, and then wait for the opportunity to act.
After all, no matter how strong his personal abilities are, his role in a battle of this scale is extremely limited.
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North Korea, Anju.
Dead bodies, broken flags, damaged swords, guns and ladders can be seen everywhere under the city.
Anzhou is an important town on Ping'an Road, known as "the place where we have dedicated our efforts for many years". It has 36,000 troops stationed, but the actual number is 20,000.
Because they received early warning information in advance, Uiju persisted for two more days under the command of Lee Wan, allowing Anju to gain valuable preparation time.
Although it was not sufficient, with the city defense and the 20,000 defenders, the Jianlu attack was still stopped under the city.
Of course, the city defenses were also seriously damaged, the defenders suffered heavy casualties and could not hold on for much longer.
It is now the twenty-sixth day of the first lunar month, and history has changed. Anzhou fell three days later than in history.
Of course, after the battles in Yiju, Dingzhou, Linghan Mountain City and other places, the casualties suffered by the Jianlu were much greater than in history. At this time, Amin felt the shortage of troops.
"Benbeile plans to mobilize the defenders of Yizhou to help in the battle, and asks the Khan to send the Mongolians who have already developed acne to replace the defense." Amin glanced at the people in the tent and said slowly: "Everyone, what do you think?"
For the Jurchens and the Mongols, the most worrying thing was not the Koreans or the Dongjiang Army, but the horrifying smallpox.
Historically, after the Manchus entered the customs, the mortality rate among the Eight Banners was astonishingly high due to smallpox infection.
Not only the low-status Manchus, but also emperors and nobles such as Shunzhi, Kangxi, and Prince Duduo of Yu were not immune.
Therefore, historically, the Manchus had a great fear of entering the customs.
Huang Taiji's son, Hauge, was very worried about leading a large army into the Pass: "I haven't had acne yet, so if you ask me to go with you on this expedition, isn't it because you want to kill me?"
Hauge's worries were not unfounded. His cousins Yue Tuo and Ma Zhan died of smallpox in Shandong because they entered the country to rob.