Chapter 94: No Useless People
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In the second line of defense of Yushu Fort, Cheng Buzhi saw the miserable state of the Japanese and said with a smile: "Sir, is this called tooth for tooth, blood for blood?"
Wei Jichen smiled and shook his head and joked: "No, this is called retribution in this life."
After thinking for a while, Wei Jichen continued: "Now that the Japanese have broken through my first line of defense, they are probably feeling complacent and thinking about how to attack my Yushu Fort as soon as possible. We must strengthen our defense tonight to prevent the Japanese from attacking at night."
Cheng Buzhi replied with a yes.
Wei Jichen looked at the battlefield where the smoke had not yet dissipated. There were still a trace of sparks in some places. Suddenly, he thought that most of the houses in Yushu Fort were made of wood and easy to catch fire. If the Japanese set fire and caused a riot, there would be no place to cry.
Thinking of this, he could not help but call Cheng Buzhi who was about to leave, and told him: "Old Cheng, there is one more thing, let those lightly injured soldiers throw all the flammable things in the house in front of the position, don't be afraid of damaging the house, anyway, we won't live here for long."
"Sir, are you afraid?" Cheng Buzhi asked in confusion.
"I'm afraid that the Japanese will use fire attack, so it's better to be cautious. Even if they don't have that idea, we throw all the flammable wood and things in front of the position. After the Japanese cannons are fired, the thick smoke will make them unable to see the reality of our army's position." Wei Jichen said solemnly.
Winter is originally a dry season, flowers and plants are withered and flourishing, and it is easy to catch fire. It's no wonder that Wei Jichen thought so.
"Well, I'll go down and do it now." Cheng Buzhi clasped his fists and turned around and left.
As night was about to fall, Katsura Taro saw that his original plan had been realized, so he stopped the attack and let the Japanese soldiers who had fought hard for most of the day take a break.
On the battlefield, the sound of artillery gradually faded until only sporadic gunfire remained. Both sides seemed to have a tacit understanding and started to make fire and cook.
Wei Jichen did not have much time to rest. After eating a few mouthfuls of dry food, he went to the wounded camp to visit the wounded soldiers.
The Japanese attacked very fiercely today. Perhaps Katsura Taro wanted to capture Yushu Fort in one go, or perhaps the Japanese soldiers were in high morale after this period of rest.
In short, not only did the Japanese suffer heavy casualties, but Wei Jichen also suffered heavy losses.
When Wei Jichen led Wang Huaiqing and several other soldiers to a large courtyard where the wounded camp was located, they heard low painful groans, soft conversations, and low sobs.
When they walked to the door, they could clearly see the situation inside. There were only military doctors in the Qing army, no special nursing staff, and the wounded were rescued and transported back by their comrades. These rough men were inevitably extravagant and did not pay attention to hygiene and safety. Most of the wounded died of bacterial infections such as tetanus.
There were not many military doctors in total, and they were busy inside. The seriously injured were moved into the room, and the yard was full of lightly injured.
Although they were lightly injured, Wei Jichen also saw many who lost their arms and thighs. These people were lying on the ground with lifeless eyes. Those who were talking softly were all fine and had some energy to talk about today's battle.
When Wei Jichen walked into the yard, he couldn't help but startled most of the wounded. Those with light injuries had to stand up and salute, and those with serious injuries also struggled to stand up.
"Brothers, don't move, just lie down. Now I am here to see you, not you." Wei Jichen quickly pressed his hand down and said with a sad face.
Wei Jichen was in a very heavy mood. In less than a day, the wounded filled the entire yard.
Wang Huaiqing and several other personal soldiers hurriedly stepped forward to help the wounded who stood up to lie down. When others saw this, they stopped moving and sat or lay down quietly looking at Wei Jichen.
Wei Jichen walked to a soldier who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. The soldier still had tears on his face. When Wei Jichen entered the door just now, he saw him sobbing softly.
Wei Jichen wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve and asked softly: "What's your name?"
"My name is Tiedan, sir." Tiedan was a little scared by Wei Jichen's action.
"Why are you crying?" Wei Jichen asked again.
"Sir, my right hand is broken and I have become a disabled person. I can no longer charge into battle with you." Tiedan looked at his right hand with red eyes. It was obvious that losing his right hand was a big blow to him.
Wei Jichen touched his head, first comforted him silently, and then said: "How can you become a disabled person if you lose your right hand?"
Wei Jichen stood up straight, saw that all the wounded were looking at him, and stretched out his left hand and took out a pistol from his arms.
Under the eyes of everyone, he shot at the tiles on the house.
With a bang, the tile was broken into several pieces, one of which flew upwards. Wei Jichen fired another shot, and the broken tile that flew upwards was hit again and broke into several small pieces that fell down one after another.
"If you lose your right hand, you still have your left hand. If you lose your left foot, you still have your right foot. As long as I, Wei Jichen, am still alive, I, Wei Jichen, can continue to kill people. No one dares to underestimate me, and no one dares to call me a waste."
Wei Jichen paused and continued: "You, too, don't let others tell you that you have become a useless person, not even me. As long as you have perseverance in your heart, you can kill people with any part of your body and live a good life. "Only those who have accomplished nothing want to tell you that you are useless. If you want to fight, just work hard to achieve it. It's that simple."
After Wei Jichen said what he said, all the wounded fell silent. Yes, I lost my right hand. How can I not shoot with my right hand? I lost my left leg, but I still have a right leg and both hands.
"Brothers, heaven is on the move, and a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement. Now we, Wei Zijun, are besieged by the Japanese at Yushu Fort, but I, Wei Jichen, have never lost hope, because, with you brothers here, you have brothers who regard death as home." Now, what do I, Wei Jichen, have to be afraid of? Even if I, Wei Jichen, want to break out of the encirclement, I will not leave any of my brothers behind. As long as I still have breath, I will take him away. But if even you lose hope, you will all lose. If you don’t have the will to fight, then even if I, Wei Jichen, have all kinds of abilities, I can’t take you away.” Wei Jichen raised his voice and said, “Brothers, even if we die, we will die on the way forward. As long as we are still alive. As long as you have one breath, you can fight the Japanese until the end."
"Fight bloody to the end, fight bloody to the end!"
The wounded first murmured these words, and then the words merged into a roaring river, and the eyes of the wounded who had lost their spirits burst out with bright and determined eyes.
Tiedan had long since wiped away his tears, his little face tensed up, his whole body regained his strength, and he looked at Wei Jichen with reverence in his eyes.
Wei Jichen unhooked the revolver, put it in Tiedan's hand, and encouraged: "This gun is given to our little hero. I hope that one day you can compete with me in shooting skills with your left hand."
"Sir, I will not let you down." Tiedan held the gun tightly.
Wei Jichen saw that the wounded barracks was no longer as lifeless as before, so he called over a military doctor and ordered: "Brothers' wounds must be cleaned, and the gauze used for dressing must be boiled in boiling water and dried before use. Well, there are also "The environment here is too bad and there are too many people. Move some of the less injured brothers to the house where I live. It is enough for me to have a room to sleep in."
The military doctor admired Wei Jichen very much. As long as the commander-in-chief walked around, the wounded who were dying became much more obedient.
"Okay, sir, I will organize the manpower to do it." The military doctor nodded and took the order.
Wei Jichen went into the room again to look at the seriously wounded, and greeted each of them a few times. After doing this, he had time to rest for a while.
Soldiers who died on the battlefield would receive pensions from the court, and those who were disabled would also receive a large amount of money. However, these disabled soldiers would lose their livelihood after returning home, and they would probably remain impoverished for the rest of their lives.
Although Wei Jichen spoke impassionedly, he knew what kind of life and difficulties those injured who had lost their hands and feet would face in the future.
Like some famous generals in history who were said to love their soldiers like their own children. In addition to sharing the joys and sorrows with the sergeants on weekdays, they also showed great care in treating the wounded who returned home.
Although Wei Jichen was not a famous general, he would not bear to see Wei Zijun's wounded soldiers retire and end up alone and poor at home, with no one even knowing when they died.
Besides money, the most important thing that can help these wounded people is to point out a way for them to survive.
Wei Jichen thought about it several times and finally had an idea in his mind. If he could go back alive this time, he must start more industries. National capitalism had just emerged in the late Qing Dynasty. For him, a time traveler, there was gold everywhere. Of course, you If you have the power in your hands, collusion between officials and businessmen is the way out.
The most important thing is to escape from here, otherwise everything will be in vain, Wei Jichen thought as he paced back and forth in the room.
After today's attack, although the Japanese have broken through the first line of defense, their vigor has been lost. I still have a second line, a third line, and several more lines of defense if I want, but I don't want to defend this place. The Japanese died together, so these are meaningless.
When the Japanese lose all their energy and there are loopholes in the encirclement, it will be time for them to break through. If they wait for another day of fierce fighting tomorrow, the Japanese will be unable to attack for a long time. In all likelihood, they will be impetuous, and the opportunity will come.
Surrounded by the Japanese, Wei Jichen couldn't sleep. He patrolled around with a few soldiers. Cheng Bushi had already led the soldiers to demolish most of the houses to a state of disrepair. Everything that was flammable and dry had been removed. Some houses even had their roofs removed, and they were so dark that they looked very penetrating.
Wei Jichen did not dare to withdraw the soldiers on the front line at will. He maintained sufficient troops on the front line and only let a small number of soldiers take turns to rest. Those soldiers who fell asleep had guns in their hands and could go to the battlefield again at any time.
One post at five steps, one sentry at ten steps!
Even if a mouse passes by, it will be noticed and no one can penetrate.