King Zhongshun was puzzled: "Will the merchants in the south of the city be depressed?"

"What they want is that they have opinions. Otherwise, how would the doctors of the medicine shop in the north of the city be willing to make efforts? They rushed in a swarm, and countless people would be in the form of filling in the numbers. The north of the city is the first, and the south of the city is the substitute. If any doctor in the north of the city is not working, he would be the doctor in the south of the city be the one who does not work." Wei Yang said, "There is no need to be told about this matter, and I don't have the strength to manage it. Just be responsible for the prince. In addition, the assassination of the thief failed, and the leader Yue and his team went to assassinate the enemy chief. There must be a few days of peace. I see that Hami City collapses everywhere, and the folk saying goes that it is necessary to build an outer city. Why don't the prince "use work for relief" to strengthen the city first and prepare for the next war?"

King Zhongshun looked at his face and always felt that this guy was not optimistic about the assassination for tooth.

"Why?" asked King Zhongshun.

Wei Yang said: "When the two armies fight, the assassination cannot be completed by a few temporary martial arts masters, and the movement is too great. In addition, the grudges and contradictions in the world, the assassination is greatly reduced. What's more, even if the assassination is successful, will the sad soldiers win? The best assassination is not just assassination of a few enemy chiefs and destroy their organizational system, but the most clever assassination. This requires both economic, political, cultural, military, and special operations. Oh, Prince, don't look at me, I don't understand these, I am purely a layman."

King Zhongshun smiled and said, "I think it's your idea, it's just that, the future is long - who do you need?"

"I will use anyone who comes from the prince. I will not care about any specific matters. I will only look at the effect. Which group is not done well, I will punish which group. The rest is your business." Wei Yang said worriedly, "With my martial arts, I am really humble to the dust. Practicing martial arts is my greatest reliance."

Immediately, Wei Yang picked up other rooms and ordered people to invite craftsmen to simply build a bed, and picked out prestigious people from hundreds of wounded people, ordered them to take charge of the wounded soldiers, and then ordered people to invite some women to cook every day. He really ignored everything else.

It's not entirely unwilling.

That night, an injured soldier was injured. Wei Yang ordered someone to invite a carpenter in Tianming. He didn't know how to do anything else, but he still had a wooden wheelchair, but there was no spring. If he walked on an uneven road, it would be very bumpy, but it was much better than walking.

Wei Yang ordered the carpenters to create crutches under the armpits. When he saw Liu Dusi Li Dusi looking for a wooden board to carry the injured entourage, he ordered people to build a simple stretcher. In just three or five days, a simple battlefield transport procedure had been formed.

When King Zhongshun heard the news, he ordered Hu Jin to come here in person and asked Wei Yang for detailed usage. Wei Yang briefly listed several methods of using utensils, especially to introduce the battlefield rescue. His specious ideas combined with the experience of hundreds of veteran soldiers who had cut off the enemy on the battlefield, and formed a new primary system of battlefield treatment in this era.

"This is not enough. If you have strong alcohol, you can disinfect it with strong alcohol. The pain is a little painful, but it can maximize the improvement of the disease in the current environment and even have a life-saving effect." Wei Yang thought about some useful methods carefully. Of course, surgical surgery is the most common, but it is also what he doesn't understand the most, so he had to say, "I don't understand the rest, and I need to discuss it with the doctor."

In the past two or three days, he has also received many common injuries from the old man on the battlefield.

Most of them are actually rescued, but infection is the most deadly problem.

Many wounded soldiers can actually recover after simple disinfection. It is precisely because they did not notice disinfection in the early stage that they developed an incurable disease.

This requires the only high-level alcohol disinfection that can be used in this era. Wei Yang knows nothing about this. He is not a person who loves alcohol. What he can think of now is the distillation technology that has been available in the Ming Dynasty. He also knows nothing about this technology, only knows that alcohol evaporation is higher than water.

Wei Yang's statement is naturally many people who don't believe it.

But these days, he ordered the doctors to wipe the injured soldiers with strong liquor, and actually saved the lives of many injured soldiers. This fact makes people speechless.

"After squeezing, Wei Xiaolang must have other ideas in his mind." King Zhongshun received a report at night and asked about the current situation. After learning that hundreds of wounded soldiers were not dead, he immediately paid attention to these statements and ordered people, "If he spends more money, he will try every means to treat the wounded soldiers. This is a great thing to support."

Liu Dusi smiled and said, "Not only can he save people, if his method can be used on the battlefield, our army's combat losses will be reduced by half, and the money for pensions for casualties will be saved. However, this kid is only concerned about practicing martial arts all day long, and only things that others cannot solve can he come forward and give some advice."

"That's natural." King Zhongshun smiled arrogantly, "He was a proud and arrogant little old man. He saw a child with a hundred times more powerful martial arts than him, his wisdom was not inferior to him, and his identity was mysterious. With this kid's wisdom, he would definitely think of making up for it. Do you see that he learned the Thunder Sword Technique?"

"No, I only practice internal skills all day long." Liu Dusi was curious, "I don't know what internal skills this kid is practicing, we have never mentioned it."

"No need to ask, the martial arts of the two elders of the Demon Sect were inherited from Zhang Chengfeng, Zhang Chengyun and Zhao He. Those three people who know the Five Mountains Sword Sect very well must be from the Xuanmen." King Zhongshun just had one thing to be puzzled, "I deliberately suppressed the salt and did not distribute it. This is a business that can make money every day. Why didn't Wei Xiaolang urge it?"

Forgot?

"No, you will mention it tomorrow, yes," Zhao Yunfu remembered another incident and ordered, "The prescriptions used in the royal palace over the years are mostly the method of strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence, and are of great use to those who have been able to achieve martial arts. You will bring more of them tomorrow, and give him the prescriptions and the medicinal materials, only one," King Zhongshun said with a gloomy face, "The enemy will definitely come to assassinate again, but this time the target must be this guy, your secret subordinates ambush, and be sure to ensure the safety of that yard."

OK?

"This is not what I mean. I am still a little worried when Wei Xiaolang is." Zhao Yunfu said with a smile.

The two of them understood and said goodbye at the earliest when they met.

When they returned to the yard, they saw Wei Yang practicing swordsmanship.

It's strange.

This guy seems to be practicing internal skills when he sits and walks every day, but he practices knife in the morning. How can he practice swords at night today?

Wei Yang was practicing Yangwu's sword technique at this time. When Yue Buqun passed on his sword technique, he said that he should "read more sages and realize the great spirit." Wei Yang had not read books and had realized many days. Tonight, he fell asleep while the injuries were sick, and he was determined to practice these sword techniques first.

Is it during the day? He didn't practice swords during the day. He knew that Ma Baihu would definitely be staring at him. He didn't want Ma Baihu to know about this sword technique early. Just as it is increasing every day, the pure aura that doubles in three or five days is the trump card that he must keep.

laugh……

Suddenly, the short stick shook, and Wei Yang felt that his true energy was passing through his wrist, as if he was drilling into the wooden stick. He slashed a few times that day, and the feeling of just killing the enemy was pouring into his heart.

But what followed was the amazing phantom of the girl's sword energy soaring into the sky. Wei Yang felt no joy in his heart. He stabbed another sword in a very calm state, imagining that the assassin in front of him was that day, how could he kill with one blow.

Just as he thought of this, he felt a heat on his face, as if he was covered in the heat of blood from the enemy's body.

vomit--

The discomfort that had been suppressed for more than ten days suddenly broke out. Wei Yang's strength dissipated, and he half knelt on the ground, and vomited.

He is a normal person, not a natural pervert who is decisive and decisive!
Chapter completed!