Li Changsheng, the commander-in-chief of the left section of the Huwei camp of the Xuanbei Army, stood on the saddle and looked through the telescope. He saw smoke and dust billowing from the shore of the Daughter River in the southeast, moving straight towards him.
According to Li Changsheng's judgment, although the distance between the enemy and our troops was almost the same.
However, judging from the consistent performance of the Qing army on the battlefield, even if they noticed something strange here, they would probably send people over to check it out first, and then a large group of troops would come galloping up.
Moreover, there were many traces of fighting along the road just now, including the corpses of those Tatars, which would make them suspicious and further delay their arrival.
The brothers on the right sentry under his command must have received the message before turning back to rescue. Now that they have the guidance of the trumpet, they will rush here at full speed.
In this way, one first and one last, one fast and one slow, that is, both sides are at the same distance from themselves, and their own reinforcements arrive first.
Therefore, the safest policy at present is to wait for help.
However, for the sake of safety, Li Changsheng still ordered Liu Shouzhu, the commander of the Zuoshao First Team, to lead the lightly wounded, escort the seriously injured soldiers and the extra war horses and weapons, and set off first to meet Zuo Qinghe in the direction of reinforcements.
Sure enough, as Li Changsheng watched through the telescope, several riders from the Tatar sentry cavalry team in the northeast were running towards this direction. Instead, their large group stopped and waited for news.
To the south of the circular formation formed by Li Changsheng, an even larger cloud of smoke and dust rose up. In the wilderness, the smoke and dust rolled in like a torrent. It was obvious that the cavalry over there was galloping at full speed, heading here at high speed.
Come.
Seeing such a situation, even the several Tatar sentries running out from the Qing army hesitated, slowed down their horses more and more, and did not dare to come too close to take a look.
Smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the sound of hooves sounded like thunder.
Finally, in the billowing smoke and dust rushing from the south, groups of powerful warriors riding out appeared in front of Li Changsheng and others.
They all wore iron-pointed hats and helmets, and short bright red hoods. Each of them was equipped with two or three horses, and there was an indescribable aura of toughness in their movements.
Like a red wave, they surged forward. Although there were only more than two hundred capable and brave knights, they gave off a momentum like a thousand troops.
Running at the front was a young general with a face as handsome as Zhang Jintai, but a taller and taller figure. He was none other than Lin Fangping, the commander of the Tiger Guard Battalion of the Xuanbei Army and the guerrilla general of the Central Qian Commandery.
From a distance, Lin Fangping saw the team leader Liu Shouzhu's horse riding slowly back. He raised the tiger gun in his hand, and the cavalry behind him immediately ran to both sides, and instantly gave way to the center for Liu Shouzhu and the others.
pass.
Although they adjusted their direction while running and got out of the middle passage, it did not affect their speed at all.
Lin Fangping had also seen the formation of war horses and baggage in front of him. He rushed to the front and saw a plume of smoke and dust billowing in the air from the direction of the Nuer River to the north.
He also had an anxious look on his face, worried that if Li Changsheng's left side was exhausted after a long battle and was besieged by the Tatars again, the damage would probably be even more severe, so he hurriedly urged his horse forward.
When he ran closer and closer and saw the traces of the tragic battlefield just now, his expression changed drastically. The Ye Bushou people behind him were also full of worry.
Just when he was worried, suddenly, Lin Fangping's face showed joy.
I saw several people riding out of the war horse and baggage park formation, raising their hands and shouting at them. They were cheering and jumping. If it wasn't Li Changsheng, who were Zhang Jintai and the others?
Lin Fangping was so happy that he also shouted: "It's Brother Li, it's Xiao Jintai and the others!"
The Yebushou people who followed behind him were also overjoyed: "It's Mr. Li..."
"Master Li is fine... Master Wan and the others are fine too..."
Here, Li Changsheng was stomping his feet and waving at Lin Fangping and others who were running towards him, shouting loudly: "General Lin... this way... this way."
Li Changsheng was immediately reassured when he saw that it was not his right sentry men but the Tiger Guard battalion commander Lin Fangping who personally led the elite troops from the central region to assist him.
At this time, the Tatar sentries running from the north could already be seen clearly.
In the telescope, they all wore yellow armor with red edges, but they were Tatar Manchu soldiers and horses with yellow flags. The number actually exceeded a hundred horses.
Facing the Tatar sentinels who were far more numerous than himself, if Li Changsheng fought again, not only would he not be sure of victory, he might even find it difficult to escape.
After all, the Tatar soldiers over there have not yet participated in a battle. Not only are their structures intact, but their physical strength has not been exhausted at all. However, after repeated battles on our own side, the soldiers are very tired and have insufficient strength.
Unless he can have the heart to immediately abandon the injured brothers who have not been escorted away, and only lead his elite to ride away immediately.
But, how can he do this?
Fortunately, Lin Fangping led the elite reinforcements from the Tiger Guard Camp and arrived before the Tatars. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Seeing that the sentry officer Wan Guangjin beside him also lost his original composure, Lin Fangping, who kept running forward, shouted loudly and raised his hands to call. Those brothers who were not injured also ran out one by one and cheered.
Zhang Jintai also burst out laughing, and he even shouted to kill more generals and kill the group of Tatar thieves running from the north.
Just when he was excited, he suddenly felt congestion and boredom in his chest. Then his vision went dark and he fainted unconsciously. He could only faintly hear the exclamations and shouts of Li Changsheng, Wan Guangjin, Zhao Xingguang and others beside him.
shouting.
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When Zhang Jintai woke up again, he found himself lying on a warm and comfortable wooden bed, surrounded by bursts of medicinal fragrance.
His upper body was completely naked, and someone was constantly moving around on his shoulders and back. As his consciousness gradually recovered, he felt the smell of herbs filling his nostrils.
Zhang Jintai was struggling to get up when a gentle and majestic voice came from beside him: "Don't move."
Zhang Jintai instantly felt warm in his heart just after hearing this voice.
He was lying on the wooden bed very obediently. He turned his head slightly with difficulty and saw that it was his father, Zhang Cheng, the commander-in-chief of the Xuanfu, sitting on a chair and looking at him majestically and kindly, with concern in his eyes.
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Beside Zhang Cheng, there were generals Wei Zhice, Zhang Guangda, Zhang Guodong, Lin Fangping, and his eldest brother Zhang Chengfang, who were also looking at him with great concern, and there were obvious traces of tears in his eyes.
Looking at all this, Zhang Jintai's eyes couldn't help but feel moist, and his heart felt full of warmth.
Shi Jianneng, the medical officer with the army, was busy doing something on his shoulders and back. There were several medical officers with the army beside him who were working on him.
Zhang Jintai's spirit recovered slightly, and he smiled and said: "Why is there such a big battle? Father, Commander, feel relieved. Jin Tai will be fine."
Zhang Cheng glared at him and said: "It is a good thing to be the first to attack before a battle, and I highly recommend it. However, in a killing field, enemies can come from all directions. When the chaotic army fights, the most important thing is eye contact.
Ear.
You must be accurate and try your best to defeat the enemy with one blow. You must listen to the sound and identify your position. If there is a rumor that something is not right, you must respond quickly to seize the enemy's opportunity before you can fight against the enemy without being restrained.
I hope you can learn from this experience and grow up as soon as possible after being injured in the battle, so that you can share my worries!"
After Zhang Jintai heard these words, he immediately became serious and said in a slightly pleading tone: "Commander Father, please transfer Jintai to the Tiger Guard Camp!"
Seeing his appearance, Wei Zhice, Zhang Guangda and others all laughed, and Zhang Cheng also showed a smile of relief on his face. He said: "You boy, you deserve to suffer this!"
Everyone knows that Zhang Jintai's dream is to become a night warrior, traveling across mountains and rivers and lakes with his brothers, traveling all over the mountains and rivers, looking for the elite Tatars to fight with.
After all, he still could not forget the blood feud in which his parents were killed by Tatars in Mafang Village, a northern suburb of Gyeonggi Province. This was perhaps the greatest pain in his heart!
I remember that when the army first arrived in Songshan, when Zhang Cheng asked everyone about their ideals in the large tent of the Xuanbei Military Camp, Zhang Jintai once said that he wanted to be a true night warrior.
At that time, he said: "I want to stay up all night, take my brothers to hike through the mountains and forests, and catch and fight with the most elite white-armored sentries of the Tatars. That would be a great pleasure."
It didn't take long now, and everyone naturally still remembered this. After hearing Zhang Jintai's words, they couldn't help but turn their attention to Zhang Cheng.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Cheng turned his head away. He looked at the medical officer Shi Jianneng and said, "Medical officer Shi, how is Jin Tai's injury? Does it matter?"
Medical officer Shi Jianneng shook his head for a while before he said: "Commander, there is no need to worry about this. Although Zhang Jintai was in coma for a long time, it was not entirely caused by his injuries.
It's just that I was tired and exhausted after being on guard duty for several days. In addition, when I first entered the battle formation, I was too focused when fighting. Suddenly I saw reinforcements arriving, and I relaxed instantly. This was the reason why it was no big deal.
The main injury on his body was that he was hit with a blunt instrument by a slave on his back, resulting in several bone fractures. Fortunately, the fractures were not deep or large. After the wounds were bandaged and covered with wound medicine, only
It will take more than a month to recover."
Hearing this, Zhang Jintai couldn't help lying on the bed and shouted: "What are you doing, you have to rest for more than a month?"
Shi Jianeng put down the tools in his hands and ignored Zhang Jintai. Instead, he stroked his beard and added to Zhang Cheng: "Commander, it's best to move Zhang Jintai to Songshan Castle for rest. His injury may heal faster.
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Zhang Jintai listened to his words and couldn't help but screamed: "What? With just this injury, you still have to go to Songshan Castle to rest?"
Zhang Cheng scolded him with a serious look on his face: "Shut up. Medical Officer Shi has the sole authority to handle all matters related to injury and recuperation in the army. What are you screaming about here?"
Although Zhang Jintai is relatively more naughty than Zhang Chengfang, he is also a good boy with a pure nature. He is just a lively nature, does not like to stick to rules, and likes to take risks.
His fear of his adoptive father Zhang Cheng has been deeply rooted in his heart and has long been ingrained. Perhaps most of it is gratitude and respect. After all, it was Zhang Cheng who rescued him and took him under his tutelage to raise and nurture him personally.
At this time, Zhang Jintai did not dare to say anything more after listening to Zhang Cheng's words, but he had a restless personality, so having him recuperate wrapped in thick gauze like this was really more uncomfortable than killing him.
But even so, he only dared to whisper in his mouth, complaining endlessly, but he did not dare to beg any more.
Medical officer Shi Jianneng was stroking his beard and smiling silently. Zhang Cheng's approach of trusting others and not trusting them made him feel very comfortable.
Looking back on those days, he was still a young doctor who was living in exile. Before he could escape the Tartars, he escaped from the virtuous land of the capital to the barbaric and desolate place near Xuanfu.
Fortunately, when he was living in the Suo City in Chang'anling, he chanced to heal the arrow wound on the guard at that time, and then he was left to live in the Suo City in Chang'anling. After that, he supplemented the medical officer of the Qianhu Institute in Chang'anling.
After that, he settled down in the city of Chang'an Mountain, where he married a wife and had children. He originally thought he would spend his life like this.
How could he have thought that he would catch up with Xue Liangqing's assassination of Zhang Cheng? He also fell into Zhang Cheng's eyes because he treated Zhang Cheng's wounds from dirty arrows.
From then on, he often traveled to various camps of the Xuanbei Army, using the trauma debridement skills he had learned throughout his life, and also brought a large number of medical doctors who followed the army.
Jin Chuangke, this is a subject determined by Zhang Cheng personally, specifically referring to the treatment of wounds suffered by knives, guns, axes, etc. on the battlefield. He also personally taught Shi Jianneng some knowledge about disinfection and infection prevention, which inspired Shi Jianneng.
Very big.
At the same time, Shi Jianneng also saw the prosperous atmosphere in Xuanbei. He even expressed his intention to move his family to Chicheng Castle early on. After getting Zhang Cheng's permission, he finally realized this wish last year.
When Zhang Cheng joined Liaodong this time, it was precisely because of his true ability in treating sword wounds and that he also predicted that there would be an extremely bloody killing here, so he specially brought Shi Jianneng with him.
Even Shi Jianneng himself did not expect that he would have such a status now. Shi Jianneng often laments the wonderful encounters, which is really mysterious and mysterious.
At this time, Lin Fangping suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Li, your spy was successful this time. The information you brought back even moved our commander-in-chief!"
Zhang Cheng also praised him warmly and said: "Not bad, it is indeed very good."
Li Changsheng was originally standing behind Lin Fangping. Although he was the commander of the sentry this time, he did not have the right to speak in front of the generals. Therefore, although he was very concerned about Zhang Jintai's injury, he could only hide behind him.
Just listen carefully.
When he saw his general Lin Fangping and his master both praising him, he couldn't help but get excited immediately, and then his eyes turned red again, and he choked up and said: "It's a pity, many good brothers have been lost to the Tatars, and there are many more
My brother was also injured."
At the end of his sentence, he remembered the cruelty on the battlefield at that time and couldn't help but shed tears: "If General Lin hadn't come to the rescue in time, I... I would be afraid..."
While he was crying, he beat the bed board under him hard, "哐...哐..." there was a sound.