When I woke up in the morning, Uncle Ma Dai was already waiting for me. Zhang Bao had also sobered up. This guy drank so much last night, but he was fine today. He was impressed. He was a genius in drinking. He was indeed the son of Zhang Fei. When he heard Uncle Ma Dai say that he wanted to take me around the military camp, he jumped up. When we were in the Public Security Bureau, in order to learn how to set up camp, Mister Zhuge had us wander around the military camp. We had seen the cavalry camp, saber camp, baggage camp, and so on, but we had never seen the Xiqiang camp. Don't look at Zhang Bao's shiny black face, leopard head, and round eyes. He looked like a rough person. But that was to confuse people. He took after his father, who was rough on the outside but careful on the inside. In order to become a general stronger than his father, he worked hard to learn everything and seized every opportunity to learn. Knowing that I was going to patrol the camp of the Qiang soldiers with my uncle, he naturally had to follow. Of course, Guan Xing and Ping Wang also had to go. Since it was nothing much to follow someone, Uncle Ma Dai agreed.
They tidied up and started from the central camp. The troops in the central camp were his uncle's direct line of descent and had followed his uncle's family for several generations. Many soldiers had followed the Ma family for generations. Uncle Ma Dai explained as he walked. It turned out that other than the logistics troops, his uncle's central army camp was mainly made up of two types of military services. One was the heavy infantry, and the other was the cavalry. The soldiers of these two troops were chosen to be tall and strong. The heavy infantry battalion still had over 600 people. Each of them was heavily armored and held a large shield that was as tall as a person. The front of the shield was covered with a layer of iron, and there were some long spikes on the iron. Each of them carried three javelins and a 2.5-foot-long thick sword. There were only about 3000 cavalrymen. Both the horses and the people were wearing armor. As Western Liang was poor, they could only wear leather armor from top to bottom. Their weapons were long spears that were 20 feet long, except for the three javelins on each person's back. Uncle Ma Dai said that these heavy infantrymen would usually form a square formation to attack. They would throw their spears first, then fight hand-to-hand, advancing layer by layer. The cavalry also threw their spears first, using the height and weight of the Western Liang horses to accelerate and charge into the enemy's formation. It was said that this method of attack was passed down from a group of people with high noses and fair skin who had wandered to Western Liang. I remember now. This kind of army formation was a typical one used by ancient Rome to fight in all directions. There were records in later generations that after the defeat of the Roman Eastern Expedition, a legion was blocked behind the enemy's back. Later on, the whereabouts of this group of people were never found again in history. Some people speculated that after they could not return to their hometown, they had no choice but to continue advancing eastward and become mercenaries. They might have wandered to the Western Regions. From what his uncle said, it should be this group of people who taught them this kind of array formation. Zhang Bao and I looked at this battle technique carefully. Guan Xing and Ping Wang were also pondering on the side. Zhang Bao said in a muffled voice,
"Third brother, look, this tactic doesn't seem to be suitable for the Central Plains. I'm afraid that even if Cao Cao had millions of soldiers, he wouldn't be able to gather many soldiers that fit this physical condition. Our soldiers in Jingzhou are even shorter and weaker. Just wearing that armor is already difficult, let alone carrying such a large shield and weapon. Even our horses aren't this tall and sturdy. Cavalry can't learn it either.”
Uncle Ma Dai also heard what Zhang Bao said. He agreed,
"Bao 'er, your vision is very accurate. There are only so many soldiers like us. First, it cost a lot of money, and second, it had high physical requirements.”
After leaving the main camp, he could see that Ji City was surrounded by his uncle Ma Chao's troops. However, other than this middle camp, the rest were soldiers brought by the tribal leaders. According to Ma Dai's uncle, most of these soldiers were local herdsmen. Because of the war, they were gathered by their respective leaders and became soldiers with swords and spears. They did not have good military discipline and training, let alone know why they were fighting. If they were not afraid of the punishment of the tribal leaders, they would have run home long ago.
We went through a few camps, and it was really chaotic. If it wasn't for the fact that Wei Kang from Ji City had fewer people and weaker soldiers, they would have charged out to kill. I kept thinking that if my uncle's 5000 men were to come out to fight against these guys, it wouldn't be a problem to destroy them. Considering that the tribal leaders also understood, they did not dare to resist his uncle.
Uncle Ma Dai told me that the reason why there were Xianbei people in this camp was because the Qiang tribe leader, Ya Dan, was the son-in-law of the Xianbei people. The Xianbei people's pastures suffered a drought last year, and many cattle and sheep died. They couldn't survive the winter, so they went to the Qiang tribe. Because of their different habits, they didn't become a tribe. They only acted together when facing the outside world. During the siege of Ji City, the old leader of the Xianbei tribe was accidentally killed by a stray arrow, leaving only one son in charge of the affairs of the Xianbei tribe. Suddenly, I heard a loud cry coming from a large tent on the left side of the camp.
" King, open your eyes…"
What's wrong? I find it strange.
"Uncle, let's go over and take a look.”
"Alright, let's go."
The soldier guarding the tent recognized Uncle Ma Dai. Seeing that his uncle had come, he quickly went in to inform him. Soon, the crying stopped and an old man in his fifties came out. He was obviously dressed in Xianbei clothes. His leather robe was dirty, and his hair was tied into a few braids that hung on one side. The back half of his head was shaved clean, and his eyes were still red. It seemed like he was crying just now.
"Greetings, General Ma."
"No need to be polite. Why are you crying? What happened?”
"General, sorry for disturbing you. Please atone for your sins. I don't know what happened to my king, but he suddenly frothed at the mouth and was unconscious, so he cried.”
"This is what happened."
"Third brother, your medical skills are passed down from the two divine doctors, Zhang and Hua.”
Zhang Bao couldn't stand it anymore.
"Uncle, please let Tong 'er examine him first.”
When the old man heard that I knew medicine, his eyes lit up and he knelt down in front of me.
"Please spare my king's life.”
The soldiers around the tent also knelt down and said in unison,
"Please save my king's life."
Uncle Ma Dai looked at it and said to me,
"Tong 'er, let's go in and see if we can save him.”
The old man quickly led us into the tent. I took a look. Sure enough, there was a 22-or 23-year-old young man on the bed. He was foaming at the mouth, clenching his teeth, and his limbs were spasming. It was a typical case of epilepsy. If he didn't save her now, she might be in danger. I immediately went over and held his head up. I asked the old man to bring a chopstick over and pry open his mouth to prevent him from biting off his tongue and causing death.
"Big Brother Zhang, quickly send someone to get the Angong Bezoar Pills and my acupuncture bag from my medicine box.”
Zhang Bao turned around and went out to get the medicine. I pressed hard on his philtrum acupuncture point. This acupuncture point can directly stimulate the brain and make the patient wake up. The medicine was quickly brought over. The old man grinded the medicine into powder according to my instructions and poured the powder into the child's mouth with water. At the same time, I injected the needle. After a while, the young man woke up. The old man thanked him profusely.
"Thank you, Little General. You saved our king, Kirbineng, and you saved our entire Xianbei tribe.”
Kirby? The later king of Xianbei! In history, when Cao Zhen besieged Shu Han, he was the one who led 100,000 Qiang soldiers to invade. When he met his uncle, Ma Chao, he was intimidated by his uncle's reputation and retreated without fighting. I didn't expect to meet you here again. I was just thinking of how to win Yandan over and destroy the relationship between Celigu and these tribes. Yandan was Kirbinen's brother-in-law, so there was a reason.
Since he was awake, the temporary danger was over. She would let him recuperate. I gave the old man 10 Angong Bezoar Pills and told him to give it to Kirby every day. At the same time, I gave him a prescription. Ginseng, white peony, poria cocos, yam, coix seed, cassia bark, monkshood, and pinnate. He had to boil it with water so that Kirby could take it for five days. I turned around and told Kirbinen.
"General, you must be careful not to get cold. To prevent a relapse. Your illness is commonly known as " ephidrosis." If you don't treat it well, the intervals between the attacks will become shorter and shorter until the root of your tongue becomes shorter or you fall unconscious. If you take the medicine I'm giving you now on time, I guarantee that you won't have any problems for half a year. In the future, you have to come to me on time to get medicine to control the relapse.”
Kirby saw me at the banquet yesterday and knew that I was Ma Chao's nephew. He struggled and said,
"Thank you, little general, for saving my life. Kirby will never forget it and will definitely repay you in the future.”
I waved my hand.
"There's no need to repay me for what I did. Meeting was fate. You and I know each other and are brothers, so there's no need to be so polite. Rest first, we'll talk again after you've recovered. We still have to continue patrolling the camp.”
Kirby struggled to get up, but I pressed him down again.
"Good brother, why are you giving me so many superficial gifts?”
When Kirby heard what I said, he stopped struggling. He turned to the old man and said,"
"Pass it down. Today, little general Zhao saved my life, so you are my great benefactor. " It's fate that we met. Longevity Heaven is my witness. From now on, he's my brother. We'll go through thick and thin together.”
"Alright, Big Brother Ke. From now on, we will share weal and woe together.”
Kirby could lie there smiling. He signaled goodbye to me. However, I also saw the smugness in his eyes.
After leaving the military camp, Uncle Ma Dai asked me,"
"Tong 'er, why did you become his brother? He was just the king of a small tribe.”
"Uncle, Kirby will not only be a little king in the future. If you don't believe me, just wait and see.”
When I inspected the military camp, I also realized that Western Liang's medical conditions were even worse. Many wounded soldiers were carried back because they didn't treat their wounds well. Many of the minor injuries turned into serious injuries or even died. Therefore, after the soldiers were injured, the tribes had no choice but to carry them to a single barracks. After asking the tribe's witch doctor to perform a prayer, they would put some food on them and let them fend for themselves. Many seasoned soldiers died unjustly.
After searching the barracks, I have to talk to uncle and let me deal with these injured soldiers.
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