It took more than a day to improve his medical skills to the point where he could open a clinic in a prosperous city in the Central Plains. In the past few days and nights, he and Ding Langzhong and others secretly traveled to treat the Khitan people recruited by a certain Goryeo nobleman.
. Most of the medicines he prescribed were to recuperate vitality and eliminate poisonous evils. If he was among them, he would be suspected of cheating. Even the rewards given by nobles were too embarrassed to take, and most of them were passed on to his companions.
But the results of asking others for advice over the past few months were enough for Chen Zixin to deal with ordinary injuries in the army. What's more, the Zhou army attached great importance to battlefield first aid, and the soldiers always kept first aid kits on hand. When he was training in Haizhou, he learned from talking with ordinary soldiers.
Got some means.
I can't help much when I visit the doctor at night. Now in broad daylight, in front of my boss, Mr. Yin, I should be more active.
He carried his own medicine box and ran wildly. As soon as he came out of the corridor, it was the first aid camp that had been arranged in advance. The partners who had previously maintained order were already sweating profusely and dragged a human body out of the billowing smoke. Only the human body could be seen in the distance.
The long blood stain left behind.
Chen Zixin was taken aback and quickened his pace.
When I got closer and put down the medicine box, I saw that the injured man's legs were still twitching, blood was pouring out of his mouth, and his pupils were dilated.
He shook his head repeatedly, and together with his companion, dragged the corpse to the corner. The curtains outside the camp were lifted, and several more corpses were moved in one after another, each with broken muscles and fractures.
The opening was so violent, and there was no hiding it! Chen Zixin couldn't help but be a little frightened. He stood up and held on to the tent to look around. He saw that the brightly colored polo wrapped in satin and tassels was clearly rolling on the ground, but few people actually played it.
Dozens of tall horses circled back and forth in the center of the court. Once the two sides got close, they swung their long poles with heavy heads, smashing and stabbing at their opponents. In the blink of an eye, several strong knights had their heads cracked and fell from their horses.
Seeing the opponent's fierce attack, the weaker party reined in their horses to dodge. But one of them may have temporarily transferred his mount, and his cooperation with the knight is not skillful enough, or he may be extremely courageous. However, he turned slower and kept shouting at the horse.
He cursed. The Khitan man on the opposite side immediately bumped into him, used the inertia to lift his long stick, and knocked him off his horse with one blow.
The speed and force of the two horses crossing each other was so great that it broke several of his ribs. But the man who fell from the horse was really tenacious. He insisted on getting up and ran after his own horse. He couldn't run a few steps, and his opponent stabbed him diagonally.
He went around in circles, knocked him to the ground, and then trampled him with iron hooves.
When the man was rescued, a dent was made by horses' hooves from his chest to his abdomen. The clothes, skin, flesh, bones, internal organs and blood in the dent were mixed into a mess. However, the man was still alive, and his eyes were wide open.
The canthus was completely torn, the throat and neck made a terrible hissing sound, and a series of blood bubbles protruded from the mouth.
And the few people who were sent at the same time as him didn't force much.
In the past few days, Chen Zixin had been visiting the doctor at night. He had long understood that the nobles of Korea were working hard to use the polo match to overwhelm or kill their political opponents. His companions also said that they were afraid that there would be casualties in the polo match.
It must be tragic. But the situation before him was more intense than Chen Zixin expected.
The polo match has just begun! This is the first day, the first game! If every game is so tragic, how is the whole game different from the Shura Hell? These Koreans look polite, but they are actually crazy!
Chen Zixin walked around among the wounded several times, subconsciously bandaged a few wounds, applied a few hemostatic drugs, and finally confirmed one thing: everyone on the field was trying to kill others.
Almost all of the injured were just one breath away from the dead. What else could be saved? All his hard work was in vain!
He stood up straight, holding his blood-stained hands and gasping for air. The clothes on his body were all splattered with blood and brains. The bodies surrounded by the curtains had all turned into corpses. In the hot weather, the corpses had their intestines pierced and rotten.
The stench emitted makes people dizzy.
Dr. Ding came a little slowly, panting as he entered the curtain, and was startled by the scene in front of him. And the moment the curtain opened, the violent whistling outside mixed with the screams and wails one after another, filling the two minds together.
In human ears.
"We have traveled thousands of miles across the sea, there is no way we could just watch this situation. Master Yin must be doing something, right?" Chen Zixin asked.
By this time, Chen Zixin would naturally no longer regard Dr. Ding as an ordinary doctor from Yi County, Song Dynasty. Looking back carefully, this frail middle-aged doctor was very good at guiding people from the beginning, and he naturally became a doctor.
The backbone of the group. Maybe he has been a member of Dazhou for a long time, but he just hides his identity to appease others.
But Chen Zixin really didn’t understand, what was the purpose of the doctors coming to Goryeo? Is it just to secretly go out at night and prescribe medicine to the beast-like Khitan people to recuperate their bodies? Just to look at the statues of the Khitan people here.
Killing like a driven wild dog, euphemistically called a polo tournament?
"Just watch it for now." Ding Langzhong replied.
He stood next to the corpse whose chest and abdomen were crushed, squatted down and looked at it for a while, then looked at the other corpses in order: "This man is Han Guangyan. Those who died with him are all his close guards. So
His identity does not require him to play the game in person, and the reason why he is doing this may be to have a good time."
"...Who is Han Guangyan?"
"Four years ago, the Khitans broke into Goryeo. Cui Zhongxian raised his political opponents and appointed Zheng Shuzhan as the marshal. He led one hundred thousand troops to fight against the enemy. The Goryeo army had been weak for a long time and could no longer be used. The brave men were all the retainers of Cui Zhongxian and his son. Zheng Shuzhan and others were in Kaicheng.
When recruiting warriors, Cui Zhongxian sent an order to those who wanted to join the army from Liuyuan Island. This shows that the relationship between the two parties is like fire and water."
"I heard that the Goryeo army at that time collapsed in front of the Khitan people?"
"That's right. Those Khitan people have fought with me, the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they cannot resist it. After the first battle, the entire Korean army collapsed. Corpses piled up like mountains. The coach Zheng Shuzhan died on the spot. Only his deputy was killed.
Commanders Zhao Chong and Sun Yonghe all knew about the military affairs. Li Yanshou, Han Guangyan and others led their troops to retreat, and finally defended Kaicheng until the Khitans retreated."
"In that case, these people are all heroes of the Goryeo Kingdom? Why are they dead? And they were beaten to death?"
"Although these people are heroes of the Goryeo Kingdom, they are a thorn in Cui Zhongxian's side. In the past few years, Zhao Chong, Sun Yong, and Li Yanshou were successively convicted for various reasons, or their families were exterminated, or they were exiled to the island. The entire political
The power is crumbling. But Cui Zhongxian is old too fast. He is dying and there is no time to frame Han Guangyan openly, so the easiest way is to miss in a polo match."
"this……"
Chen Zixin wanted to ask what would happen if this person did not participate in the ball game.
He immediately understood that Cui Zhongxian was determined to seize the time to eliminate all suspicious people before his death, and naturally he had many methods. Compared with those methods, dying in a polo match was actually the most benign and least likely to harm his family.
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Chen Zixin felt a little frightened, so he deliberately calmed down and said more relaxedly: "The powerful ministers of Goryeo have been in power for decades, and there are not many unresolved opponents in the court. Now that Han Guangyan is dead, the polo competition may be more stable."
Dr. Ding chuckled lightly, raised the curtain with his hand, and motioned Chen Zixin to look outside.
It turned out that the half-hour period when Chen Zixin was trying to save people, and the horsemen colliding with each other and waving clubs in the middle of the court, had been changed to the second game. And the place where the smoke and dust were floating on the court was still filled with blood mist, and there were continuous screams.
"Who died in this scene? Are the Koreans so murderous!"