Once these soldiers were promoted, retired or even entered the official career, the impact would be too great, because Yang Gan used himself to combine modern times with ancient times to transform Confucianism into a thinking suitable for unity.

Although it is still a spark, I believe that the prairie fire will be unstoppable in the near future.

Just as Yang Gan worked hard to improve himself.

In the wounded area, the soldiers of the Liao Monk Kingdom could no longer bear it. Although they had delicious food and good treatment conditions, the unknown terrible impacted their hearts, and no one knew what their future would be.

Because of this unknown movement, the already panicked soldiers were tortured and anxious.

In addition, some corpses were carried out one by one. Some soldiers felt like they were going crazy. Of course, some were more Buddhist, and they seemed to have no plans for the future while eating.

"Silent~~Whoever makes a noise again, behead you!"

A roar sounded, and Gu Weiqi's tall figure walked in from outside. Following him were Zhao Wenmo with a gloomy face and Deng Hongda with a calm face.

A soldier with his arms hanging on a hemp rope limped over, stammering his neck, and his eyes flashed.

"What is this place? What are your purposes?"

Gu Weiqi glanced around and saw that almost all the wounded soldiers were pricking their ears. Even the indifferent wounded soldiers were not immune to the vulgarity.

When he focused on the soldiers in front of him, he shouted, "Who are you?"

"We are soldiers of Shangguo."

"We are soldiers of Liao State."

A sparse voice kept coming. Although some people could not speak loudly due to injuries, the firm tone could not be covered up.

“Hahahahahahaha~~~~!”

"Shangguo? Liaoguo?"

Gu Weiqi showed an extremely disdainful expression, "Yes, you are soldiers of Shangguo and Liaoguo, but what can you do?"

"As early as a few months ago, Shangguo and Xiaguo signed an alliance. When the two countries were in war, our Xiaguo would not intervene, but the wounded soldiers they could not cure would need to be handed over to our Xiaguo, and our Xiaguo would be cured and cured. After that, you will be the captives of my Xia Kingdom.”

As soon as Gu Weiqi finished speaking, needles could be heard in the entire ward. A few seconds later, all the wounded soldiers present still burst into an uproar.

They kept denounced Xia State and robbed by fire, even saying that this was an act that violated the etiquette system, and kept cursing Xia State.

A man wearing thick armor and mask walked in. He was short, but the iron-blooded aura that rushed towards him suddenly stunned the messy wounded soldiers.

"Swear, why don't you scold?" A cold voice rang out.

Many soldiers lowered their heads, and the wounded soldier who was the first to culture shrank his head. The one in front of him was obviously the commander of the Xia Kingdom. He complained to ordinary low-level soldiers and generals, but it was nothing.

If you annoy the other coach and killing one thousand of them is like killing an ants.

But the wounded soldier in front of him was obviously blinded by the information he learned, and he said gritting his teeth.

"General, what is the purpose of taking in wounded soldiers like us? We want to go back to Shangguo."

"Hahahaha, I signed the letter of nationality at that time. I remember one of them was written like this. If Shangguo thinks that there are people who cannot be saved, they can hand over the wounded soldiers to Xiaguo. No matter whether they are alive or dead, Shangguo will no longer care about it. .”

Yang Gan said disdainfully, "I remember when the Prime Minister of Fashion Country signed the alliance, he was as happy as a fat man with two stones. He told me that there were not enough medicines on the battlefield. What should the generals use when they were used for the soldiers?"

"You are all going to die, I saved you, can you just repay me like that?"

The soldiers on Shangguo side lowered their heads one after another, and the soldiers who asked the first question took a few steps back unbelievably, almost unsteady.

Yang Gan took out his small notebook from his arms and muttered.

"Zhang Xiaosi."

A young soldier with a linen wrapped around his chest and shoulders looked around and stood out from the crowd.

Yang Gan continued to say, "Zhang Xiaosi was shot in an arrow on his shoulder and under his chest, accompanied by inflammation. After taking medicine at Shangguo Military Camp, it did not heal. It was accompanied by swelling and fever. He was probably dead in four days."

"Huang Liu."

A middle-aged soldier in Liao's camp whose left arm was wrapped in bandages raised his remaining hands with a pale face, and Yang Gan muttered.

"Huang Liu, his left arm was cut off, the medicine stone was inactive, and the blood flowed continuously. If it was half an hour later last night, it would be difficult for the gods to save him."

"Ba~!"

After Yang Gan closed the notebook, he glanced at the wounded soldiers present and shouted, "It's not me, you are the corpses in the soil today, and three days later there will be a pile of meat. I will give you meat, fruits, corn, and I will give you the rest. With precious wound medicine, is that what you reward me?"

"Don't forget that Shang Guo and Liao Guoke have given up on you. If I were sent earlier, I could save more people."

"So far yesterday, five soldiers from Shangguo and Liaoguo died. If they were in your respective barracks, you would have died long ago."

Yang Ganyue scolded, and the faces of these soldiers were pale. They could not imagine that if they had not entered the Xia State military camp, what would be waiting for them? They died of inflammation and ulceration?

Death due to excessive blood loss? The most terrifying thing is that after knowing that it is impossible to save it, he buried it alive without medicine.

Yang Gan became more and more excited as he scolded him. Of course, what he said just now was naturally slightly modified. But, after some modification, all countries are not idiots, they know the importance of population, but they know it.

Once a war starts, the wounded soldiers are burdensome and they are eager to throw them away. If it weren't for the sake of morale, some soldiers with moderate injuries might have been buried alive long ago.

War is one of the highest risk activities carried out by mankind.

From the primitive people fighting with stones and sticks to the killing of nuclear weapons, there will be losses to people in any war, that is, casualties will occur.

Generally speaking, in wars since ancient times, most casualties have generally been 10 to 1 or 8 to 1.

That is, if one soldier is killed, at least 8 to 10 soldiers are injured to varying degrees, the number of soldiers injured in the war will definitely be far more than the soldiers killed.

If soldiers were killed in war, it would be easier to deal with, and simply burying them on the spot is the easiest way.

The defeated side had no time to clean the battlefield, and directly left a large number of dead and wounded soldiers to the opponent for disposal.

In ancient wars, most of the wounded soldiers left on the battlefield by the opponent were abandoned and left to fend for themselves. Only a very small number of warriors who particularly valued "benevolence and righteousness" could save the wounded soldiers of the opponent.

The county does not have too many people. If you think it is too much, it means there is not enough food. As long as the population continues to increase, the rapid development of Yuntong County can be ensured.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. What is easier to plunder people than war? The most important thing is that the means of winning people with a stick is always proven and most importantly.

Although we are not from the same country, we are at least from Central Plains, with almost the same culture and three views. If we are from a foreign race, it will be a lot of trouble.

All the wounded soldiers, look at me, look at you, and there are unspeakable expressions on their faces, and even some people's faces appear despair.

It feels bad to be abandoned by my mother country. Although I know the consequences of the injury, I know that it is different from happening to me. If the knife is not stabbed on me, I will never feel that hysterical struggle.

"Which general are you in Xia State?" a soldier asked.

"Xia State, the county magistrate of Yuntong County, and the general of Zhenbei."

The audience suddenly became an uproar.

"He is the fierce man who destroyed the three Huns."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's amazing, this is a famous figure in the world."

"I heard that he killed people without blinking and had to eat human flesh every night."

"It was agreed that it was 1 zhang tall, not half a zhang."

..... Almost everyone knows Yang Gan's fame, but almost everyone doesn't know Yang Gan's appearance and body shape.

First, Yang Gan blocked the news intentionally or unintentionally, and second, transportation and communication were not developed in ancient times, so it was naturally difficult for ordinary people to know some key information.

The information they could hear was all the rumors after repeated transmission of 18-hand information.

At this time, a soldier asked, "General, what do you need us to do?"

"Here you come."

Yang Gan, who was hiding under the mask, raised his lips and smiled, "Actually it's very simple. You will go back to Yuntong County with the army and live a good life. You can farm, do things, and work, and you can do whatever you want."

Everyone was silent.

"What's the difference between this and slaves? We are soldiers."

"Yes, I can't go back to China."

"General, be fine, let me wait until I return home."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooo I have children in my family."

"I just got married."

"Quiet!" Gu Weiqi shouted, and the soldiers at the door knocked on their weapons one after another.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Yang Gan smiled and said, "Why are your injuries more likely to die in the military camp of your country, but I can be treated here. Only five wounded soldiers of a thousand people died."

"That's because I used an extremely precious medicine. There is no free food in the world. How do you repay me?"

A soldier said weakly, "How much is this medicine worth?"

"Oh, it's not expensive. One gold or one bottle. One bottle for minor injuries. One bottle for serious injuries. Three or five bottles for serious injuries. You can go back after you give the money. As for going home or going back to the military camp, this is yours I can’t interfere in the country’s internal affairs.”

The audience suddenly became an uproar.

"What medicine, is it made of gold?"

“This is too expensive.”

The soldier whose arms were cut off were shocked, "Then I used a few bottles."

After checking the notepad quickly, Yang Gan said, "You used five bottles, and you need to use one bottle every day for seven days. You also need to use it when changing the linen, one bottle at a time."

The soldier widened his eyes and murmured, "My life is not that valuable."
Chapter completed!