"Haha, brother, let's make this bowl of mabo soup. Let me tell you, this is good stuff. I heard that General Liu has sent people to collect medicinal materials, but I haven't drunk it for two days."

In the military camp, a soldier with his face covered in blood stood up with his skin turned up, half of his ears were missing, and he grinned strangely. The calf of the man next to him was stained red, and he lay on the ground moaning and groaning.

The wounded soldier handed him a bowl of soup.

"Ah~! General, don't sew, don't sew, I'm so panicked." The soldier who screamed and had his calf cut to the bone twitched in his eyes.

I saw Liu Cang squatting next to an injured person, holding a curved needle hooked with silk thread, and using a slightly stiff movement to sew up the wound on the upper half of his arm.

"Where is the silver needle? Who can take out the needle!?" an elderly doctor with blood stains on his beard shouted loudly.

I saw Liu Cang sewing up the wound crookedly, then grabbed a handful of gray powder from his side and poured it directly on the wounded soldier's wound that was bleeding from the stitches.

"Ah~!" The wounded soldier screamed strangely, causing the wounded soldiers around him to scream in pain.

"Pa~!" The wounded soldier screamed and was slapped on the head by Liu Cang.

"Hey, hello, it's ready over here, get the needle." Liu Cang greeted.

An unknown young apprentice from the wounded doctor stepped forward and carefully removed the silver needle from the wounded soldier in front of him. When he saw that the wound did not spurt blood, he ran away and exchanged the silver needle with an old man.

The old man put the silver needle directly into his mouth and filtered it. Under Hua Tuo's guidance, he placed the silver needle on a wounded soldier to slow down the bleeding and stop the bleeding.

The operation was so smooth that Liu Cang's eyelids jumped wildly. Alas, surgical disinfection is also an important part.

If you keep licking needles like this, it seems that your saliva can indeed disinfect them, but don't lick yourself out of trouble.

"Come here! Save this one first, disembowel him, don't let the intestines flow out!" The carriage came running, and a cavalryman under Liu Cang's command ran back pulling a fainting soldier.

"I'll do it!" As he spoke, Hua Tuo gave up the wounded man who was not seriously injured and ran over to check on the disemboweled soldier with a look of excitement on his face.

The wounded man in Hua Tuo's hands had a fearful look in his eyes as he watched a young junior grab his arm with trembling hands and began to mend his wounds tremblingly.

In the Wounded Barracks, Liu Cang's men have now become the first aid unit on the Julu battlefield. They are fighting and fighting from the front, while Liu Cang's men search the world for their own wounded and drag them back for treatment.

Of course, occasionally some clever little ghosts who were not injured and pretended to be dead would be dragged out.

Since Hua Tuo mastered the human body sewing technology, well, Hua Tuo named him, and he feels good about himself.

Since Hua Tuo mastered trauma sutures, he temporarily dominated the wounded camp in the army.

After the treatment showed initial results, the doctors in the wounded barracks also admired him.

In particular, Hua Tuo's acupuncture to stop bleeding was so precise that the military doctors willingly followed him and stared closely at him.

There are only a limited number of doctors in the Wounded Soldiers Battalion, and most of the wounded soldiers would be treated after the war. Of course, by the time a battle is over, most of those who could have been treated would have died.

The Wounded Barracks was busy during the battle, but obviously not as intensely busy as it is now.

The female soldiers on Liu Cang's side temporarily joined the wounded soldiers camp to help the doctors, and Liu Cang also learned the craft of sewing and mending from Hua Tuo.

Liu Cang still doesn't know how to do acupuncture. He only knows how to bleed people, and he doesn't have the ability to use silver needles to stop bleeding yet.

Liu Cang, a male soldier who went out to look for wounded soldiers, asked them to wear red cross armbands. Those things were really painted with blood. After a few short battles, Huangfu Song's army had a preliminary idea of ​​this kind of armbands.

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Liu Cang was giving a warning to future heroes in the army, 'Soldiers like this are dedicated to rescuing people, don't kill them randomly.'

Of course, we don’t know what will happen next, but Liu Cang’s subordinates are naturally only rescuing wounded soldiers.

Not to mention that there are not so many people to treat randomly, Liu Cang's current camp is completely opposite to the Yellow Turbans, and he has no time to treat the Yellow Turbans. Liu Cang himself is not very interested in treating the Yellow Turbans.

Although the Wounded Barracks was very busy, it was a pity that it was not as well-received as expected.

For the time being, Liu Cang's behavior is still a bit unrealistic in the eyes of Huangfusong and others.

How should I put it, this aspect is a relatively negative situation. From the perspective of the military, it is not cost-effective to invest too much in the wounded barracks.

Doctors, medicinal materials, and specialized ambulance soldiers all cost money, and they all consume military equipment and pay.

It is easy to make the army bloated, but with this money, it is better to get more sophisticated weapons and armor and more elite soldiers.

It is said that the best defense is to attack, and the way to reduce casualties is to cut down the enemy as quickly as possible. Most of today's generals, officers, and even lower-level soldiers believe in this.

This also led to Liu Cang's approach making some low-level soldiers respect him. However, it is not difficult to see from the small increase in karma that Liu Cang's approach did not receive much recognition.

Seriously, it would be better to lead the army in a fierce charge on the battlefield to arouse the awe of the army.

Today's Han nation is still a nation that advocates strength and offense.

Although Liu Cang has not given up the idea of ​​forming a "field medical" team, he is trying it casually now because he is unable to go into battle.

Although there is no pressure from public opinion, this thing has a long way to go and requires a considerable investment of financial, material and human resources. It cannot be done by just thinking.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo Reading recently to catch up on books, change sources, and have many reading sounds, and it can be used on both Android and Apple.]

It's not that Huangfusong and others didn't know the value of battlefield rescue, otherwise there wouldn't be any wounded doctors accompanying the army.

The reason why it feels unrealistic is that one aspect is the priority of combat power, and the other aspect is that it is probably still unplayable.

As for the current Liu Cang and his party, they all have to receive military pay anyway. They don't have to go to war. It's good if they are willing to do some auxiliary work for the army.

Most of the elite Yellow Turban soldiers died in Guangzong. Zhang Bao lacked experience in command and control. Julu and Zhao had many elite soldiers who were transferred to Quyang.

The casualties among Huangfu Song's army gradually decreased, and Cao Cao was ordered to lead the army to attack the State of Zhao. After capturing the State of Zhao, Cao Cao basically followed Liu Cang and ushered in the life of a soy sauce soldier.

Zhang Miao was unable to take on important tasks, so he and Cao Cao got along well with each other, and they often went in and out together. Guo Dian, Fu Xie, and Dong Zhuo became the main force in the attack on Julu and Quyang.

The Julu Yellow Turbans were defeated by the officers and soldiers. Zhang Bao gathered many Yellow Turbans to gather in Quyang and defended the city, resisting stubbornly.

The officers and soldiers besieged the city, and seeing Zhu Jun's army approaching the north, Huangfu Song's tribe was full of fighting spirit, and the Yellow Turbans' people were panicked.

The various Yellow Turban generals gathered by Zhang Bao were already a mixed bag, but under pressure from many parties, another rebel emerged from the Yellow Turban rebels.

The Yellow Turban general Yan Zheng assassinated Zhang Bao and surrendered with his head.

When the next song Yang broke, the officers and soldiers launched a siege on the Yellow Turbans.

There were few good men on the front line in Quyang under Julu, and the officers and soldiers killed more than 100,000 enemies.

With the death of the three Zhang Jiao brothers, a widespread Yellow Turban Rebellion was put down within a few months.

In mid-October of the year 184, the weather in the north turned cold, and the government and army troops retreated back to Luo.

The land of Jizhou is filled with dozens of corpse pits.
Chapter completed!