"Master Jiang, something is wrong..." Elder Ye reached out to wipe the blood on his face, turned to look at the closed city gate behind him, and murmured.
Jiang Yang handed the water bag in his hand to Elder Ye and asked, "What's wrong?"
Elder Ye took a sip of water and said: "What's the point of not opening the city gate to let us in? We can still hold on with these lightly injured people, but what about those who are seriously injured?"
Following what Elder Ye pointed out, Jiang Yang saw nearly forty or fifty seriously injured people lying in a shelter from the wind in the distance.
Everyone looked in agony and kept wailing softly.
If this continues, they won't be able to hold on for long.
"Is it like this in previous years?"
Elder Ye shook his head and said in a deep voice: "In previous years, the governor made unified arrangements. Seriously injured people will be carried back for treatment first. Even those of us who have fought a battle can temporarily return to Zhennanguan to rest and fight again tomorrow!"
Hearing this, Jiang Yang thought for a moment and pursed his lips.
After a while, Jiang Yang stood up and asked several people to knock on the city gate with him.
Boom, boom, boom!
Because the city gate is too heavy, the sound of knocking on the door is particularly dull.
Not long after, a faint voice came from inside: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Yang cleared his throat and said loudly: "Sir, I see that the fighting situation in the front has eased. Can you open the city gate and let us in? Some seriously injured people can no longer hold on and need immediate treatment!"
There was silence for a moment, and then another person answered. This person's voice was extremely impatient: "We can't open the city gate without receiving orders from above. Just wait."
After that, there was no reply.
When everyone heard this, their hearts sank.
Seeing that knocking on the door to enter the city was fruitless, Jiang Yang followed Elder Ye to the seriously injured people and leaned over to check their injuries. Although the ghost wolf was a ninth-level monster and not very strong, it had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth.
They bite and tear off a piece of flesh and blood, and the taste is unpleasant.
Fortunately, there was wound medicine distributed on the city wall earlier. After applying the wound medicine, the bleeding stopped, but the condition did not improve. Several of them made no sound and could not be woken up no matter how they screamed.
Just when it was strange, a voice suddenly came:
"Elder Ye, Head Jiang."
The two of them heard the sound and looked over, and saw Elder Bai Ying of Eagle Claw Gate standing up from the crowd of injured people.
This time in the vanguard camp, their disciples from the Eagle Claw Sect were in the formation.
It was considered to be the real leader, and it received the most violent attack from the ghost wolf.
Half of these seriously injured people were disciples of their Eagle Claw Sect.
Elder Bai Ying came here to check on the injuries of his disciples.
Elder Bai Ying stepped over the crowd and came to Jiang Yang and Elder Ye.
He looked angry, with a strand of white hair hanging on his forehead. His white robe had already been dyed red by wolf blood, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
Looking down, I saw that his right fist was clenched tightly.
Seeing Bai Ying like this, Jiang Yang and Elder Ye subconsciously took a step back.
There had been festivals before, so Bai Ying wouldn't want to...
Bai Ying walked up to the two of them, stretched out his right fist and spread his fingers.
In the palm of his hand lay a bottle of the freshly distributed wound medicine, Hemostasis Powder.
Elder Ye asked in confusion: "Bai Ying, what do you mean?"
Bai Ying handed the hemostasis powder to Jiang Yang and said, "Master Jiang is an expert in this field. You can tell at a glance."
Jiang Yang reached out and took the hemostasis powder from Elder Bai Ying's palm, poured out a little white powder and looked at it. He didn't see anything. He put it between his nose and smelled it, and finally took a small sip, and then his face suddenly changed, "Blood
Withered grass!”
"What? Xueku..." Elder Ye grabbed the hemostasis powder and smelled it.
Then his expression was the same as Jiang Yang's, both were very shocked.
Bloodgrass, as its name suggests, has the effect of coagulating blood.
A person who takes the blood dried grass will have his whole body's blood coagulate within a quarter of an hour.
It looks like a stone, and its death is miserable.
The hemostasis powder issued by Xiafa was actually mixed with blood withered grass?
No wonder the bleeding wound of the injured person stopped so quickly after applying hemostatic powder during the inspection just now.
"Xiaolu, Xiaolu, what's wrong with you? Wake up?" Suddenly, a cry came from the crowd.
Everyone heard the sound and hurried over. Jiang Yang knelt down, stretched out his fingers, and placed his fingers on the pulse of the injured man named Xiaolu.
After a while, Jiang Yang opened his eyelids and looked again.
At this time, the person who had been taking care of him said in panic: "Xiaolu was fine just now. After I applied medicine to him, he just..."
Bai Ying snatched the medicine from his hand and saw that it was Zhixue Powder.
The old man, who was over fifty years old, started to tremble slightly. Looking at the tall city wall in front of him, his eyes suddenly turned red: "Damn it, damn it..."
"Elder Ye, do me a favor and help him..."
Jiang Yang handed Xiao Lu to Elder Ye and asked him to support him. Then, in front of everyone, Jiang Yang picked up the water bag, pointed it at Xiao Lu's wound, and rinsed off the hemostatic powder that had just been applied on it.
Then he turned his palm and took out several bottles of pills from his Qiankun bag.
He opened Xiaolu's mouth and inserted one pill, then applied new medicine to Xiaolu's wound.
After a while, Xiaolu's eyelids moved and he woke up again.
The friend who was taking care of him burst out laughing when he saw it, and immediately knelt down: "Thank you..."
Elder Ye quickly stood up and shouted sternly: "Everyone, throw away the hemostatic powder, there is..."
The word "poison" was not uttered, and Elder Ye held back... because he could no longer cause panic.
After this incident, Jiang Yang, Elder Ye, and Bai Ying found a place with few people and secretly plotted something.
Bai Ying clenched his fists, his eyes were fierce, and his voice was trembling: "We were fighting bloody battles in the front, but unexpectedly we were stabbed in the back!"
Jiang Yang said nothing, his expression condensed.
Elder Ye looked at everyone and said, "Elder Xu and I have checked carefully. In addition to the problem with Zhixue Powder, there are also problems with two medicines."
Hearing this, several people took a deep breath.
Some people almost couldn't hold it back and immediately used their magical powers.
Slam the city gate hard and go in to ask for details.
"What to do now? Without medicine, those wounded can only wait to die!"
Someone asked anxiously: "Right now, although we old guys have elixirs that we have refined on our bodies, they are not in large quantities. What should we do?"
"I can provide you with the medicine!"
A sudden sound came out, and the leaders of several sects looked around in search of the sound.
I saw the young Taoist priest.
Most of this group of people are old men with gray beards, either heads or elders, except for Jiang Yang, who is around 20 years old.
"With so many people, how many medicines can you have?"
Some people frowned and were worried.
With a wave of Jiang Yang's Taoist robe, the feet of several people were instantly filled with densely packed bottles of all kinds.
The corner of the man's mouth twitched... Are you carrying all your belongings on your back?
Jiang Yang didn't want to show off his wealth like this. In fact, Shangguanfeng had just finished refining the elixir in the morning, so he conveniently put the elixir into the Qiankun bag.
No more, no less, just over 10,000 bottles.
What is taken out right now is only a small part.
I haven't taken out the others yet, for fear of causing looting.
"Medicine, there are many poor people..."
"Understood, we won't let Master Jiang give out so many medicines in vain. Let's record the account first and make a note. After this battle, we will personally come to thank Master Jiang for his great kindness." Someone said.
"..." Jiang Yang nodded and said: "That's fine, I will give all the elixirs to my disciple Chu Ling'er in a while. You can go and collect them from my disciple."
Everyone nodded.
After the problem of medicine was solved, Jiang Yang spoke again:
"Right now, the news is blocked and we must not cause civil strife over this matter!"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
If the news spread that the wound medicine was mixed with poison, it would definitely cause chaos.
Bai Ying pursed her black and purple lips and suddenly said:
"We need to make plans early!"
"What's the meaning?"
Bai Ying said: "Twenty years ago, the Great Zhou Dynasty went to war with Southern Chu. In the battle of Suiyang City, the Great Zhou Dynasty pressed 200,000 troops, while Southern Chu only had 100,000 troops. There was a huge disparity in military strength. The general of Southern Chu, Zhao Guoji, ordered 100,000 troops to be prepared.
After three days of rations, we marched out of the city, and then ordered the city gates to be closed and refused to open them! In this battle, Nanchu will win!"
This was an old incident twenty years ago. After this battle, Zhao Guoji became famous, but his reputation in the world was not very good, and there were many abusers in the world.
After hearing this story, everyone was silent.
The situation today is just like Suiyang City back then.
And these people are no different from the Nanchu soldiers. In fact, they are not as good as the Nanchu soldiers. At least Zhao Guoji will not poison the soldiers' wounds. This chapter has been completed!