At the strong request of Wu Shaohe, the General Secretary of the Pou Nu Army, Fei Jin, replaced the front-line kids with the auxiliary soldiers of the army at the army. Now Fei Jin, the General Secretary of the Pou Nu Army, has a headache. It has only been less than two days since the war started. Last night, the Pou Nu Army won a great victory, but more than 100 people were killed and more than 200 people were injured. In addition to the Danzi Army who were sent to the Sui Military Medical Office tonight, the overall casualties of the Pou Nu Army reached nearly 500. Although tens of thousands of enemies were killed and injured by the enemy, Fei Jin was still scared. If Marshal Zhang could not arrive at the "Sweet Shuipu" battlefield within ten days, then he had to make the worst plan.

Fei Jin ordered the pile of feces by the pond, and once the war was not good, it would damage the entire pond. However, Fei Jin's order caused a shock to the morale of the Ponu Army. Fei Jin's starting point was good, but the bad was bad because the timing of his choice was wrong. Originally, the morale of the Ponu Army was very good after the victory of the Ponu Army. When the Ponu Army learned about the order of the Associate General Fei Jin, the soldiers of the Ponu Army also felt that things were not as simple as they thought. Wu Shaohe, a great doctor, sighed even more. Mr. Zhang gave this nickname and it was really hard for Mr. Zhang to give this Ponu Army a lot of trouble. Fei Jin might have to mess up Zhang's errands. However, Wu Shaohe, a great doctor, knew the depth of the battlefield, so he said in his heart that if he yelled all over the world to force Fei Jin into anger, his life would not be guaranteed.

Wu Shao and the doctor were busy all night last night and took his arms back to two wounded soldiers who had completely broken their arms. These two surgeries almost exhausted him. What Wu Shaohe was most afraid of was the accidental injury between the Ponu Army himself. The key was that the lead bullet of the Ponu Army was too severely injured. The three seriously injured soldiers who were hit on the back were injured. When they were sent to the Medical Department, the entire internal organs were in chaos and there was no possibility of rescue. Wu Shaohe could only cut off their arteries and minimize their pain when they left. No one else dared to do such a thing. Only Wu Shao and the Medical Department could do it.

As for the injured boy tonight, Wu Shaohe was very quick to treat. The Mongolian arrows were not as barbs as the Jurchen wolf-toothed arrows. The injured part was usually in places where the arm and calf armor could not be protected. Wu Shaohe was very quick to pull out the arrows that were not penetrated and cleaned the wound with high-alcohol wine. Then apply the wound ointment prepared by Jia Youfu himself, and then wrap it in a bandage. The wound ointment prepared by Jia Youfu in the courtyard is very effective and especially suitable for battlefield first aid. Because there is honey in the trauma cream, Wu Shaohe also saved the minor surgery such as suturing wounds. Anyway, such minor injuries generally do not suppurate in winter. Only three unlucky kids injured their necks, which was a little troublesome when taking the arrows.

For Wu Shaohe, who had undergone seven or eight hundred such operations, this minor injury was no problem at all. While performing surgery on the childbing, Wu Shaohe also took advantage of the children. He either asked someone to call him uncle or his uncle. The sound of muskets outside the tent was so loud that he was happy inside the tent. Wu Shaohe didn't give him a good face to hear the wounded soldiers humming slightly, and immediately scolded: "Stop howling, I'm just your little bit of injury. I'm lucky to meet you! My husband didn't hold the front in that war. He was always better than sewing needles on your face than needles on your hands. He didn't even hum so much, and you called you a ghost!"

Wu Shaohe cursed, and his hands were not idle. He began to change the topic: "My husband is thinking about a good way to relieve pain without using Mafei Powder. Do you want to know what it is?"

Seeing a tent wounded soldier's longing gaze Wu Shaohe was a little proud. While he was fixing the wounded on the wooden frame, he showed off: "Last time in the Esrege grassland, our Marshal Zhang stole many Uighur women, but my husband specially assigned me twenty beauties to perform experiments. Whenever a seriously sober wounded came for surgery, I would strip a beautiful woman naked in front of the wounded soldier. The wounded soldier's eyes were straight and stared at Uighur women, without even blinking his eyes. No matter how cruel I took the knife, no one of them hummed, these coyotes who had never seen the beauty in the foreign land still wanted to show their respect in front of the beauties! Ha... Hehe! Damn! I've tried hundreds of times and never had such a smooth time as this time."

The work of bandaging the wound was handled by the trainee doctor. Wu Shaohe took this opportunity to glance at the tent, and was stunned and drooling. He drooled with milk tea and then had the next operation. This time he was a wounded soldier with half an arrow rod on his legs. At this time, Wu Shaohe's tone was full of regret: "Actually, Fei Xietong originally thought of catching a few women at night last night, but you coyotes were not brain-wiping your brain in the war, and they were just having fun fighting. He didn't even touch the hair of a woman. What did Zhang Dashuai leave behind so many Weiwuer people? Why don't you catch slaves for your family? But your hard days are coming, and you have to supervise slaves during the day, and you have to whip Weiwuer women with meat whips at night. Damn, is this still a life for humans? This is simply a good thing that even a god is not exchanged for!"

Just as Wu Shao and chatted, he finished another operation. He stood up and washed his hands with clean water in a copper basin beside him. He grabbed the cotton ball soaked in clean soap and wiped it clean. He sat down again to take the fight for the next operation. "My craftsmanship can definitely be among the top three in the Po Slave Army. Your little brothers are fine, it's just a big deal. I'll tell you a top secret news, and everyone says that my husband likes big-breasted beauties, but this is a misinformation. Hey...he...hey! My husband is a sulky man, so he likes a dull person like Liu Zhenzhu the most..."

The gossip Wu Shaohe said today is really shocking. Zhang Dashuai's students can walk sideways in the Po Nu Army, especially the young doctor Wu Shaohe is an eight-legged crab. He is always rampant with his real skills. Whether Zhang Dashuai is sulky is still to be verified, but Zhang Dashuai likes to be dull, which is the first time that the soldiers of the Po Nu Army have heard. If no one believes others say this gossip, the shocking gossip that Wu Shaohe spoke immediately became the focus of the game.

After Fei Jin, the General Secretary of the Pou Nu Army, issued an order to prepare for the final pollution of the pond, he immediately realized how big the mistake he had made was at aroused by He Yushu. Just when he couldn't think of a remedy, Wu Shaohe was shocked but was rumored by the soldiers of the Pou Nu Army. Fei Jin was not stupid, so he immediately realized that Wu Shaohe was helping him and using Zhang Dashen's secret gossip to make up for Fei Jin's wrong order. Fei Jin, who was thinking about the effect of Wu Shaohe's gossip in his heart, sighed in his heart, "There is really a kind of student with the kind of gentleman and the kind of morale of the army. Wu Shaohe, a great doctor, is much better than him, the General Secretary of the Army.

Although the Mongolian Borjiha Khan issued wave after wave of attack orders, the Musketeers of the Pouzi Army never stopped, successfully preventing the courage of the Mongolian coalition. The back and forth fire cannons were burned by the Pouzi Army's high salt*, igniting the light of the entire battlefield, leaving the Mongolian coalition completely exposed to the Pouzi Army's sight. The Pouzi Army did not ignite the torch or bonfire, which made the Pouzi Army's position always in darkness. Only the light of the musketeers shooting from the Pouzi Army's position will make people remember their existence. For such one-sided massacre, it is something that no master general can tolerate.

Borjiha stopped the attack of the Mongolian coalition, but he would never make the Ponu army feel good. He started a plan to get tired of soldiers. Anyway, the Mongolian coalition was large and powerful. Borjiha ordered the eight thousand Uighur soldiers to shout feint attacks at the Ponu army positions in four directions led by more than a thousand Mongolian officers and the supervisor. Borjiha asked the feint attack troops not to fire a torch, but to mobilize the Ponu army to prevent the Ponu army from sleeping and resting. Once the battles behind begin, the Ponu army will make many mistakes in the battle from the master general to the ordinary war soldiers because of lack of sleep.

Shortly after Borjiha issued a plan to get tired soldiers, he had another plan. He sent people to prepare earth bags from the north and the east side again. If he could approach the Po Nu Army's position in the dark and land the earth bags into the trenches, Borjiha could not only exhaust the enemy and also fill the outer trenches of the Po Nu Army. The Mongolian coalition forces, who did it at will, first shouted everywhere to test the reality of the Po Nu Army, and then sent the Uygur people to approach the outer defense line of the Po Nu Army. About 40% of the Po Nu Army's Fujin tribe were from scouts and were very familiar with this kind of exhausted soldiers. They had dealt with the Jurchens in this way before and also against the Mongols.

The veterans of the Pou Slave Army scouts could tell the true or false from the sound of shouting from afar. However, what the Pou Slave Army did not expect was that Borjiha had used a series of tricks, and secretly arranged for the method of transporting soil in the feint attack. Once a person was tired, he could sleep at any time. After hearing the enemy's clamor, the assistant chief Fei Jin also decided that the Mongols were working on the exhausted soldiers. He immediately arranged for the rest of the people to sleep. In addition to the war soldiers who were serving as the soldiers and the children who had just entered the battlefield, all the musket soldiers and auxiliary soldiers who were resting could sleep tightly. They cherished this rare opportunity to rest.

With the arrival of dawn, the early morning sun shines away the conspiracy hidden in the night, and puts the plan of the Mongolian Borjihakhan in front of the Po Slave Army. The General quickly wakes up Fei Jin, the General who sleeps in the open air on the east side of the platform, and asks him to go to the platform to watch the latest movements of the Mongolian coalition forces. Fei Jin hears the General's anxiety and immediately feels that something big happens. He runs a few steps and rushes to the platform and sees it. The Mongolian coalition forces are in a hurry.

However, in one night, a bunker composed of multiple half-moon-type guardrails was built, with each bunker being ten to fifteen zhang apart. These bunkers with large bunkers with large bunkers with large bunkers with large bunkers with large bunkers jumping up beside Fei Jin. (To be continued)
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