Chapter 61 Who said these people can’t be saved?
Wang Ben listened with a heavy heart. He knew that in this era, amputation meant disability, which was even worse for a family that was already having a hard time.

Many soldiers would rather choose death, at least their families can receive a pension after death to ease their family's difficulties. This has been the cruel reality for many years.

He asked in a low but firm voice: "Who among you is willing to undergo amputation in order to survive? Please tell me as soon as possible!"

However, faced with this life-and-death decision, no soldier was willing to choose amputation in order to survive.

"General, let's just let nature take its course!"

One soldier gnashed his teeth and said, "If you can survive in seven days, I will fight alongside you. If you really can't survive, General, remember to send the pension to my mother in Niujia Village."

The other soldiers echoed: "General, don't worry about us. If I can still be alive after seven days, I will still be a hero."

"If I become disabled now, I won't be able to hold a knife or till the land, which will only add more burden to the family."

Wang Ben looked at the familiar faces and heard their resolute choices, and his heart became even more tormented.

"Brothers, don't worry, I, Lao Wang, will never mistreat your family even a penny!"

"I will avenge you, the thief!"

This is the only promise Wang Ben can make at this moment.

At this moment, a firm and powerful voice suddenly sounded: "Who said these people can't be saved?"

Wang Ben turned around abruptly and saw the Thirteenth Young Master Ying Heng walking slowly towards him, his hands still stained with blood from treating the wounded.

It turned out that during Xia Wuqie's diagnosis, Ying Heng had successfully saved a soldier who had lost too much blood. He decisively cut off the burned muscles, applied special medicine, and properly bandaged the wound, allowing the soldier to survive.

At this moment, Ying Heng walked over and was shocked to see the wounded all over the ground and they had chosen to give up treatment.

He spoke out anxiously in time: "Dr. Sun, please help quickly and treat the seriously injured first."

"If you encounter an injury that cannot stop bleeding, you can first seal the blood vessels and then use medicine to heal the wound."

"As you command, sir!"

Sun Simiao, who had just treated the injuries of the Jinyiwei, followed closely behind Ying Heng with a medicine box in hand and answered.

Wang Ben was stunned for a moment.

Can it be saved?
Yes, this Thirteenth Young Master is so magical, maybe he really has the magic to turn the tide!

At this moment, an important decision came to Lao Wang's mind!

"Ying Heng!" he suddenly shouted loudly.

"If you can save the lives of my brothers, my life will be yours!"

The volume of these words was so loud that the entire tent shook.

These words directly touched the hearts of the wounded and uninjured soldiers, and tears instantly filled their eyes.

"General, you must not do this!"

"General, our lives are worthless. How can you risk your own body for us?"

"Yes, General, take it back. How can we deserve this gift?"

Every soldier was worried about the safety of their general.

"What's so precious?"

"I, Lao Wang, was born into a peasant family and have been through thick and thin with you. Why can you die but I can't?"

"Even if the king of heaven comes today, it will be useless. Che, as long as you can save them, even if you are kicked out of the house by my father, as long as you have a bite to eat in the future, I will raise the knife for you again!"

In fact, while Ying Heng was concentrating on treatment, he had been paying attention to the situation here for a long time.

He really didn't expect that in this era there would be a general who loved his soldiers like his own sons. It's no wonder that Wang Ben could become an undefeated general who fought on the battlefield for decades.

With soldiers like this willing to risk their lives for him, what battle can't be won?

At this moment, Ying Heng really began to feel a sense of cherishing talent.

He nodded firmly: "Okay, I will definitely cure them. From now on, you will follow me."

"You will be guaranteed to be full of rice, and you can enjoy as much refined salt as you like. In the summer, you can enjoy ice to cool off, and in the winter, you can enjoy meat to keep warm. The cavalry will be equipped with magical weapons, and the infantry will drive chariots."

"I promise that you will have no worries about food and clothing, and will be invincible!"

Although Lao Wang didn't know what rice was, the other promises were all rare things!
He laughed heartily: "As long as we can cure them, we will be your soldiers in the future. We will eat whatever you give us!"

At the same time, Xia Wuqi saw a strange doctor quickly treating the soldiers' wounds and applying ointment he didn't recognize. He hurriedly followed closely to observe, whispering in confusion.

"How can this be cured?"

"Tetanus plus swelling and ulcers. If the limbs are injured, amputation can save the life, but if the internal organs are damaged, the death is inevitable."

"What is this ointment? Does it really work when applied?"

The imperial physician's worries once again made Wang Ben's heart hang in his throat.

However, when he caught a glimpse of Ying Heng who was calm and composed beside him, for some reason, he felt as if he had taken a reassurance pill.

Maybe... this amazing young man...

Sun Simiao's methods were so superb that it seemed as if he could really snatch back nearly 200 lives from the hands of the King of Hell.

After applying his special ointment, the soldiers who were originally crying and wailing miraculously stopped feeling the pain, and some even fell into a deep sleep.

This scene amazed everyone present. Even the imperial physician Xia Wuqie gave up leaving and followed Sun Simiao closely, asking questions one after another. In the end, he even humbly asked all kinds of medical questions like a student.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ben felt more at ease.

Whether these soldiers can survive depends on these seven days.

If they can be safe and sound after seven days, Wang Ben decided to take his subordinates to swear allegiance until death!
Lao Wang is a straightforward person who sticks to one principle.

My brothers cannot die in vain.

As for the family motto and whether his father Wang Jian would be so angry that he would pass out, he didn't care about that at the moment.

Finally, Ying Heng left after leaving a word to Wang Ben.

"Come to me in seven days. I have found some clues. I will discuss revenge with you in detail then."

These words were like a spark that ignited the anger in Wang Ben's chest, and his eyes turned red.

Saving the lives of the wounded is a good thing, but what about the more than 20 brothers who died in the battle?

This account must be settled!

Old Wang, who is nearly fifty years old, clenched his fists at this moment, filled with indignation.

On the other side, Xiang Yu led the remaining dozen or so subordinates and rushed back to the mountain cave under the cover of night.

As soon as he got off his horse, he angrily grabbed a potato vine and threw it at Zhang Liang, saying sternly: "For this thing, I lost the lives of nine brothers, and I almost died there!"

"If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, be careful or my Overlord Spear will show no mercy!"

We thought tonight's night raid would be easy to accomplish, but it turned out to be full of twists and turns and dangers.

(End of this chapter)