Volume 1: Birth! Seven time travelers Chapter 179 The Great Jin Kingdom is gone (I)
Late at night on February 21, the Ming army’s rear camp.
The weather in Liaodong was still unfriendly at this time, so there were bonfires everywhere in the camp. Among the bonfires on the vast snowy plain, one was particularly bright, and its illumination range was also very large. It and the small bonfires outside the tents reflected each other, just like the bright moon and stars in the sky at this moment.
This is of course the field hospital that Zhu Youdong, the time traveler, attached great importance to and spent a lot of effort to build.
The base of the hospital is obviously one level higher than the surrounding area, but the base is hollow. Quite a number of auxiliary soldiers are now busy going in and out of the two passages of the base: they are constantly adding carbon into it - the entire hospital is like a huge kang bed!
The hospital is divided into three areas, one of which is the infusion area: Fangshan Medical Laboratory can now do blood typing, but it lacks the means to preserve fresh plasma. So at this moment, it can only infuse physiological saline and sugar water of various proportions. For a large number of soldiers who have suffered blood loss and shock due to combat injuries, infusion is a powerful way to help them reverse this symptom.
The second area was the nursing area. Many female students in Fangshan School were wearing white nursing uniforms stolen by time travelers, and they were moving among the wounded. Under the care of so many angels in white, many soldiers who had been screaming in pain unconsciously became gentle now - this way, their hope of survival was much greater.
The third area is the operating area.
In the absence of antibiotics, dying on the battlefield was not the worst outcome for a soldier. The worst outcome was to be injured on the battlefield, then get infected, and finally die miserably after suffering all kinds of torture.
Now, with antibiotics, Zhu Youdong has perfected the aseptic operation of the operating room as much as possible under the existing technical conditions. The soldiers' biggest enemy, infection, has been controlled to the lowest level.
Since the end of the battle, Zhu Youdong went straight into the operating room. Wu Youke, Zhang Jingyue, Chen Shigong and many other famous doctors of the Ming Dynasty all watched the scalpel dancing lightly in Zhu Youdong's hand with piety.
The foundation of surgery is anatomy. In this era, if there were no time travelers, human dissection would be intolerable and unacceptable in both the East and the West. Without the development of anatomy, surgery would naturally not be truly established. Doctors in the Ming Dynasty were naturally as simple as a blank sheet of paper in surgery.
However, the doctors of this era were not completely useless: at least, they worked together to create an anesthetic drug made of pure Chinese medicine. Although it had to be taken orally by the patient and could not be infused intravenously or fed through the nose, in any case, when Zhu Youdong performed the operation, he did not need several strong men to hold him down.
"Do you see this blood vessel? Draw it quickly. Remember, don't rupture it next time, or it will be very troublesome to sew it up."
"Yes, please demonstrate more, the students haven't finished drawing yet."
"Forget it. You guys wait until the next injured person comes. Our Coach Du is an alcoholic. The anesthetic has little effect on him. What if he wakes up on this stage later? Well, it's okay. Wipe your sweat."
"Yes, teacher."
"Okay, Shigong, you sew up this wound. Be careful when tying the knot, don't tighten the skin too much."
"Yes, thank you, teacher."
"Your Highness, I, Yang Hao, have a report on military intelligence." Just as everyone in the operating room was excited because they had opened up a new perspective, Yang Hao's voice rang out outside the operating room, causing all the famous doctors in the Ming Dynasty to frown.
Zhu Youdong had already raised his bloodstained hands to his chest: "Whatever it is, just talk outside the door."
"Yes, the Jiannu attacked at night, but were repelled by our army. We beheaded more than 120 people and captured more than 1,200 people. Um, I think we captured 17 people, and the rest surrendered voluntarily."
"Hmm? Haha, it seems that the morale of the Jiannu has been low. You can deal with the prisoners and surrendered soldiers yourselves, don't bother me with these trivial matters."
"Your Highness, please forgive me. Normally, captives and surrendered soldiers would not come to bother you. However, there is one captive this time who was identified Nurhaci's eldest son, Chu Ying, the Great Beile of the Pseudo-Jin Kingdom."
"Ah..." Zhu Youdong sighed and said to the doctors around him, "Undress me. We will have a follow-up operation later. Do what you can first, and find a way to stop the bleeding first if you can't."
This speech made the doctors all disappointed, but what could they do? The captured Chu Ying seemed to be the second-in-command of Jian Nu? If the negotiation went well and the other side surrendered directly, the casualties of our soldiers would be much less.
Although this also reduced many opportunities for practice, no matter how bad Chinese doctors are, they have never deliberately tried to make the patient's condition worse. Therefore, although it was a pity, everyone still helped Zhu Youdong change clothes and wash hands outside the operating room , and quickly turned Doctor Zhu back into the grandson of the Ming Dynasty.
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"Are you Chu Ying?"
"Yes! Are you the grandson of the Ming Dynasty? Hey, you look really young."
"How dare you! How dare you be rude to the Crown Prince."
Waving his hand to stop Yang Hao's flattery, Zhu Youdong lay down on the soft chair leisurely - he was really exhausted after standing for most of the night and performing operations non-stop: "Sit down, let's not talk about those empty formalities, tell me, have you figured it out now?"
"Your Highness? What do I understand?"
"Hahahaha, even an outsider like me can see it clearly, how can Lord Beile not understand even though he is in the middle of the situation? Your father asked you to lead the people to launch a night attack, but as soon as they saw the battle, a large number of soldiers surrendered. There is no doubt that your father took this opportunity to throw out the soldiers from Yehe, Ula and other Jurchen tribes who had recently surrendered. Well, this is what he did for the sake of internal stability after the great defeat, but I didn't expect that he would be willing to throw you out as well."
"This..." After hearing what Zhu Youdong said, Chu Ying thought about it for a long time and finally reacted. But after figuring out the reason, he was even more sad: "Why did my father treat me like this? I followed him to the battlefield since I was seven years old. In the past twenty years, I have always been the one charging in the front and retreating in the back. How could my father treat me like this?"
Alas, it was only me, a time traveler, who changed history, otherwise you would have been killed by that old man himself. I don’t know what you in the original historical dimension felt at that time.
After feeling sad for a while, Chu Ying raised his head and asked, "How will Your Highness deal with me?"
"Easy, three paths, you choose."
"Your Highness, please give your instructions."
"First, I will let you go back and ask your father to open the city and surrender. But judging from your father's actions tonight, he still hopes to resist stubbornly. So, you will definitely not be able to accomplish anything after you go back. You may be thrown out as cannon fodder and die in the next battle between our two armies."
"Haha, my father is the most tenacious and will definitely not surrender easily. Your Highness, please tell me the second one."
"Second, I will let you go back, and you will find a chance to be my accomplice. When we attack Jiefan Village tomorrow, we won't need your help to break into the city, but when your father tries to escape, you will find a way to catch him. If you succeed, I will let you be one of the leaders of Jianzhou Guards in the future."
"one?"
"Yes, after this battle, your Jianzhou must be split up, and you can only lead one of them. Of course, if you die, the Jianzhou Guard will also be split up, and I will find your brother or Shuerhaci's descendants to be the leader at that time."
Zhu Youdong actually didn't want to fight at this moment, at least he didn't want to slowly attack one village after another along the narrow Suzi River valley.
In the daytime battle, the 5,000 Shanhaiguan cavalry had the highest casualties, reaching more than 3,000 people. The Kaiyuan Army was second, with nearly 4,000 casualties out of 10,000. Add to that Du Song's nearly 4,000 people and Li Rubai 's more than 2,000 people. The number of Ming army casualties also reached about 13,000, and the number of wounded soldiers was only more than that.
Although the Ming army still has more than 60,000 combat soldiers, the two most powerful guards, Henghai and Kuandian, are basically intact except for the loss of dozens of people during the afternoon pursuit. Nearly 20,000 wounded soldiers can return to the battlefield after antibiotics and treatment by many famous doctors. But Zhu Youdong still doesn't want to fight all the way along the Suzi River: It's the end of February now. What if we encounter stubborn resistance during the march and the time is delayed until April? By then, the logistics can't keep up, and the ground is churning everywhere. Who knows how long it will be delayed.
His own father was already very dissatisfied with him, what about his grandfather? Well, Wanli still trusted him. But he was the emperor after all? Which emperor would trust a member of the royal family to lead the most elite army of the Ming Dynasty for a long time?
Besides, Zhu Youdong was extremely disgusted with genocide and had no interest in it at all. From the very beginning, he had no intention of exterminating the Jianzhou people.
So, there is really no need to continue to dwell on this.
"Your Highness, the third option is to behead me now?"
"Yes, Lord Beile, which one do you choose?"
Without any hesitation, Chu Ying raised his head and replied quickly: "He is unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. Your Highness, I choose the second option."
"Very good. I have something else to do, so I'll leave you alone. This is my Mr. Yuan. He will explain to you in detail how to act when you return."
