Chapter 881: See the Big One from Small

After lunch, Jiang Lang of course fulfilled his promise and took Li Yurong to visit his army in person.

The place where Jiang Lang brought Li Yurong first was not a cavalry battalion or an infantry battalion, but a place behind the camp. This was not a good place, but a place where the Ming army hoarded all the urns of soldiers who died in the battlefield. Although it was winter, the bodies of the soldiers who died in the battle had basically been processed and put into the urn. Each urn was covered with paper, which stated the names and origins of these soldiers had already belonged to that army, and some soldiers were registering and verifying these.

Li Yurong didn't know much about Jiang Lang's intention to bring him here, but he was a little unhappy. Jiang Lang's approach seemed to tell him that these were all killed by you high-strong men, but there were more high-strong soldiers who died in the hands of the Ming Dynasty!

Still speaking, Li Yurong asked, "Sir, why do you bring me here first?"

What I want to see is the army, not the mourning hall!

"These are also our army!"

Jiang Lang sighed. "They are the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who were killed and injured in this war. When every soldier joined the army, we said that there must be casualties in war. As a soldier, he must have the awareness of death on the battlefield. However, the court can promise that for every soldier who died in battle, whether it is the Komu Army or still here, we will send their ashes back and let them return to their roots."

Li Yurong couldn't help but ask, "No matter where?"

“Where are the places!”

Jiang Lang answered firmly without any hesitation. "During his lifetime, they were our soldiers, and they were unstoppable. They sacrificed their young life for the Ming Dynasty. After their deaths, they were also the heroic souls of the Ming Dynasty. We must also fulfill our promises and return their bodies to their hometown!"

Li Yurong couldn't help but remain silent. He really didn't expect that the Ming Dynasty people's aftermath was done so meticulously. For every soldier, since he was a soldier, he naturally might face death. Many people think that even if he died, it would be fine if he had descendants to worship him during festivals. However, the Ming Dynasty people's behavior was a move that was very stable in the morale of the army, and even his own army, no matter at this time, because of his retreat, he had no time to estimate that the soldiers who died in battle would be buried on the spot even if they died in war!

"In addition, the court has pensions for every soldier who died in battle, and at the same time, there are some tax exemptions and support policies for their families. This is also our national policy. Therefore, we must not let down the hearts of those soldiers who died in battle. When they joined the army, they also hoped that if they were unfortunately killed in battle, we naturally cannot let them have any worries about them who sacrificed for the court!"

Jiang Lang continued again, only with no worries about the army can move forward!

Li Yurong nodded and sighed: "The thoughts of the dynasty are indeed very detailed and unattainable to us!"

In this feudal society, many of the soldiers were poor. In the eyes of those officials, these soldiers were just chess pieces, and they would die if they died. Whoever cares about so much when they went back. The reason why the court passed this method so smoothly was largely the compulsory military service law. Whether it was the ministers of the court or the wealthy businessmen, the death of their children in battle was a heavy blow. If they were killed in battle, they could not even accept the bones that could not be returned to their hometowns.

"Let's go, General Li, I'll take you to another place!"

Jiang Lang said, then took him to another place. After walking for a while, he came to a completely white tent. The most conspicuous place was the red cross on the tent. At the same time, many people in white robes were in and out!

Li Yurong really didn't know what the red cross means, but looking at some of the wounded men with crutches, he understood that this should be the place where the Ming Dynasty treated the wounded, so he turned his head and asked, "Mr. Wang, is this the place where you treat the wounded?"

Jiang Lang nodded and said, "No, General Li, please!"

The army needs to be worth not only the training methods, etc., but also the field hospital. It has the power in its hands. Jiang Lang is not stingy now, so he simply brings the original things together, so he set up this field hospital hidden behind the main army. Those wearing white coats are the doctors and their guards. As for the nurses, there is no way to introduce them now. After all, it is impossible for women to show up in this era to change the fact that women in this era should not show up in public. Therefore, the soldiers who care for the injured are also men, and the special military service of the military doctor is also included in the organization of the Ming Dynasty army. Of course, they also have a unified uniform, and no one outside the uniform has a white coat. Putting aside the hair buns on the heads of the doctors and the clothes of the soldiers, at a glance, this is not much different from modern doctors.

All of this was absolutely curious and surprised to Li Yurong, and said, "Mr. Wang, can we go in and take a look?"

"sure!:"

Jiang Lang nodded and said, "Please inside!"

After saying that, he walked inside. Li Yurong hurriedly followed. When he reached the door, the soldiers at the door immediately came up and saluted, "Sir, please come here!"

Jiang Lang often comes to visit these injured soldiers, so these guards naturally know him!

Nodding, Jiang Lang naturally knew what to do next, but Li Yurong didn't know, but he had to follow him honestly and then come to a room!

Jiang Lang picked up the white coats hanging on the wall and said, "General Li, feel wronged. This is our system. Neither me nor anyone else must abide by it!"

After saying that, he put his white coat on his body, and at the same time he picked up the mask and stood on his mouth.

Li Yurong looked at the other people and was wearing it like this, so he also wore it along, and at the same time he smelled a faint smell of wine.

"Is it possible to drink wine here?"

Li Yurong couldn't help but wonder, this was the place where the soldiers were expected, how could there be wine?

In fact, he didn't know that there were no other disinfection items at this time, so Jianglang asked someone to purify the evaporation method of the wine and then produced a very high concentration of wine. Although it was a little worse than the medical alcohol in the future, this was also a limitation of conditions and there was no way to do it. However, it was still possible to disinfect it. The faint smell of alcohol was the smell of these alcohols. You should know that many of the injuries suffered at this time were skin injuries, whether it was bows or arrows or swords, wounds must be prevented from being infected after treatment. Today, when penicillin and other injections were invented, alcohol disinfection was the best way!

After putting on his clothes, Li Yurong walked in. He couldn't see the situation inside clearly outside just now, but after coming in, he couldn't help but be shocked. It gave people the feeling that it was just one word, neat!

The tents were of a uniform color, and the doctors were wearing white coats like themselves. In the venue, there was no messyness of things piled up everywhere, but very neat, and everything seemed in order. Some of the injured soldiers were lying quietly on the bed, while some were saying this to each other, and they could not see the pain on their faces. The most important thing was that the sheets they were lying on were clean, without even blood!

gap!

Li Yurong immediately felt the meaning of these two words. After his army was injured, some of them were just randomly dealt with. Some soldiers could not receive any treatment at all, and some soldiers died just like this. Although many of them in their hearts would not die if they were treated!

Now, the scale is very large, and the investment is naturally very large. However, Li Yurong also knew that the Ming Dynasty people were not short of this little money at all, and for those soldiers, this meaning was completely different. Look at the number of people wearing white coats walking back and forth. In other words, even if the Ming Dynasty injured thousands of people, they had the ability to get timely treatment, which left the soldiers without any worries. After death in the battle, they could return their bodies to their hometowns, and the court's pensions and policies could also get through the difficulties at home. If they were injured, they could get timely treatment. There was no need to worry about not having a doctor after being injured. In this case, what are the concerns of the Ming Dynasty soldiers on the battlefield?

"Sir, here you are!"

Suddenly, sometimes I shouted at this time. You know, Jiang Lang would come here every day to see the injured soldiers. Since they were wearing white coats and masks, these soldiers could recognize Jiang Lang at a glance.

With this shout, the soldiers who were talking stood up at this time. Although they had some of their legs injured, they were reluctant to stand up. No one asked them, and this was not someone's order.

Jiang Lang quickly waved his hand, pressed down, and said, "Sit down, sit down! Give me a good rest!"

However, these soldiers did not look at any rest and still stood straight. On the battlefield, they were soldiers and warriors. Even if they were injured, they could still straighten their waists. The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty would never bend down at any time except when they died!

Li Yurong noticed the eyes of the soldiers, not hatred or complaint, but respect, respect for their generals, even if they were injured!
Chapter completed!