"Mengchai Ezhen, Dagubian Ezhen, you each take people upstream and downstream to find a place to cross the river. Ben Beile will surround this city tonight."
"Yes, young prince."
After three rounds of salvos, Hedu ordered the firing to stop. Based on the extent of the Ming army's artillery counterattack, it was easy to detect that the defense of Datong was quite weak.
In this case, there was no need to continue testing. Hedu changed his mind and chose to detach two Gushan Ezhen troops to cross the river from the side to distract the defenders' attention, while he led most of the troops to fill the river at night and attack fiercely.
Datong is bound to be surrounded on all sides tonight, and Hedu is determined to capture the city before his own Ama arrives and capture the Ming Dynasty clan alive.
"Wu, take all the mud and make planks to help the two Ezhen build a bridge."
Wu Weihua knelt down on his knees, bowed under Hedu's horse and said, "It all depends on the master's instructions."
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Accompanied by Song Xiance, Chongzhen was walking in the temporarily renovated wounded soldiers' hospital. In a short while, more than 20 wounded soldiers were transported from the top of the city and lay on the beds one by one.
Some of them had broken arms and legs and were dying due to excessive blood loss. Fortunately, most of them had minor injuries, and some were saved. Chongzhen saw that there were iron blocks, lead, and gravel residues of different shades stuck in various parts of their bodies.
After inquiry, it was found that the main cause was the explosion of one's own artillery.
"Absurd!" Chongzhen, who knew the reason, couldn't help but scolded him. The guns and artillery left behind in the grand border town were all crudely made, injuring only a few enemies and damaging himself by eight hundred. It was really ridiculous.
"Your Majesty, do you think the arrangement of this wounded soldier's camp is appropriate?" Seeing that Chongzhen was angry, Song Xiance used an excuse to change the subject.
In the wounded soldiers' hospital, in addition to the two military medical officers who were responsible for attending treatment, many village women were also recruited to serve as assistants. These were all done by Song Xiance in accordance with Chongzhen's order. Chongzhen looked around and saw some women washing cloth strips outside the hospital.
Some followed the medical officer to help hold down the soldiers so that foreign objects in the wounds could be cleaned.
There was a bed not far away. The medical officer urged him repeatedly, but the wounded soldier lying on it was flushed and unwilling to turn over.
"Oh, you look like this, how can I help you remove the foreign object in your buttocks?"
The wounded soldier gritted his teeth and said nothing. The village woman who stood aside and helped him saw it clearly and said, "We are not ashamed, but you are so rough, and this old man is so embarrassed."
"You...bitch know nothing!" As soon as the woman spoke, the wounded soldier opened his mouth and screamed as if he had been stabbed in a painful spot.
"Okay, okay, don't look at it. Who cares about taking care of you?" The woman said nothing and turned away to take care of others. The wounded soldier reluctantly turned sideways and exposed half of his butt to the doctor.
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Chongzhen witnessed the entire process. Although his face was still expressionless, after such an episode, his anger had dissipated a lot. Focusing on the treatment of wounded soldiers, improving the "military doctor" system and promoting the concept of "nurse", there is a long way to go. Soldiers
At first, people are rigid about the relationship between men and women. It is normal for them to be a little uncomfortable, and they will naturally get used to it over time.
If this war did not exist, it would be nice to have more time and energy, Chongzhen felt regretful in his heart.
Most of the deaths of wounded soldiers were caused by wound infections in the later stages. In the memory of his later generations, there are "alcohol" that can disinfect and "antibiotics" that treat wound infections. If you can try your best to find and develop such items
, may not be impossible to achieve.
Let's just follow fate. Now Chongzhen is helpless and can only follow the medical officer's treatment. Apart from recruiting more people to help, there is no other way.
"I don't think it's appropriate." After Chongzhen evaluated the work, he turned around and left without giving any opinions. Song Xiance was a man who couldn't stand praise and would get carried away immediately when he was so proud. He needed constant encouragement by himself to be effective.
"Ah, I do everything your Majesty says, Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Seeing His Majesty leave without looking back, Song Xiance fell to the bottom with joy in his heart and immediately wandered around in the wounded soldiers' hospital.
Thinking hard, what exactly did I fail to do well?
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Chongzhen received the news that the Qing army had temporarily retreated. He couldn't control his temper at the moment and rode his horse to follow Fei Zu on the road to the east city wall.
"The Jianlu artillery fire is fierce and may damage His Majesty's holy body. Please continue to sit in the army!" Wang Jinchao's hearing recovered a little. Hearing the soldiers coming to report His Majesty's arrival, he hurried to greet Chongzhen and persuaded Chongzhen to return to the camp.
Chongzhen refused to listen and insisted on climbing the wall. He was shocked when he saw that the front of the city was devastated and scarlet blood was flowing everywhere. This was only the first artillery battle and the Qing army was testing fire.
"His Majesty."
"I know what you want to say, no need to say it."
Chongzhen looked at the Qing army's position from a distance. The artillery carts were parked at their original positions, but the Qing soldiers were nowhere to be seen. They must have returned to camp to rest.
"There's no need to be discouraged. Just avoid it if you're not in a good position to fight at a distance. Let me ask you, are most of the bombs that exploded were Tiger cannons? Are those two Fran machines still useful?"
Wang Jinchao's face was covered with dust and sweat, and his face was dark. He replied in a somewhat aggrieved tone: "Two of the dozen or so Tiger cannons exploded as soon as they were fired. The Franco machine did not explode, but it was completely out of reach.
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Chongzhen nodded in approval, patted the dirt on the wall with his palm, and spoke again: "If you were the Jianlu across the street, would you think that the artillery in Datong City is a toy?"
"I'm not afraid of His Majesty's blame. I'm afraid I'm not even as good as a toy."
"That's right, the Ming army's artillery is so weak, and now you have a weapon for siege. What should you do if the enemy is weak and we are strong? Look at the wall being smashed." Chongzhen grabbed a handful of broken soil and threw it into the air.
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Wang Jinchao followed Chongzhen's words and thought about it. His Majesty's meaning seemed to be consistent with his guess, and he said: "The humble minister will immediately order a strong attack." Then he added.
"Your Majesty means that Jianlu will definitely attack today. Is he returning to camp now to prepare for the attack at night?"
"Well, it's possible to cross the river at night." After Chongzhen finished speaking, he took advantage of the situation and pulled out half of his sword and put it back again, as if he had made up his mind.
"The northern defense line is very heavy. It is related to Datong's final retreat. There is no room for failure. I really won't be worried if we don't send a general."
"If the humble post goes to the north, the city defense should..." Wang Jinchao still hopes to stay and protect the city defense. After all, except for himself, His Majesty seems to have no available generals.
"I personally sit at the head of the city, and you just have to hold the northern defense line for me. You must not let the prisoners cross the river."
"But..." Wang Jinchao became anxious upon hearing this. He really didn't dare to say the rest of his words. He obeyed the authority when the matter was urgent. His Majesty could have released Jiang for use, so why risk it himself?
"There is no such thing as "but" in the world. I have made up my mind. This is a military order."
In fact, Chongzhen's idea was very simple. He didn't want to continue waiting for the outcome at the rear. This feeling was uncomfortable.
The enemy is strong and we are extremely weak. Wang Jinchao alone cannot save the situation. It is better to do it by yourself, even if you die, you will die with great force.
Chongzhen's next words were carried by the breeze to the ears of everyone around him.
"If you wear this armor, you are a soldier, and a soldier should die on the battlefield. What kind of soldier is he who huddles in a tent to save his life? The same applies to me! Here, I am not some bullshit emperor, I am
The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty are your generals." This chapter has been completed!