The female prisoner was fierce

Originally, I just thought the Xiao family army was strong and had divine punishment, but now I realize that they are even strange in their healing methods.

They were able to save someone with such a serious injury. With a team like this, we have more confidence in fighting.

At least you don't have to wait to die if you're injured!

The dozen or so wounded Northern Di soldiers were filled with mixed emotions!

They originally thought that being caught meant certain death, or at least torture.

Although the process was indeed horrifying and looked very painful!

But it's better than death, right?

Moreover, they not only healed his injuries, but also used a miraculous skill that I had never even heard of before.

Some people's lips moved as if they wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything. However, the hostility and fear in their eyes faded a lot, and were replaced by an indescribable shock.

In the entire afternoon, Chu Yiran and her medical team treated all the seriously injured.

Disinfecting with baijiu (Chinese liquor), suturing wounds, and applying herbal medicine—after this whole process, all the seriously injured patients who were on the verge of death were stabilized.

For the veterans of Xiao Family Army and the female prisoners' army, this was a very common occurrence.

However, once the news spread, the entire Dongshuang County was in an uproar!

"Have you heard? Physician Chu managed to stitch up someone whose stomach had been cut open!"

"That's nothing. Someone had an arm almost severed, and they even reattached it! They disinfected it with alcohol; it hurts, but it really can save a life!"

"My goodness! What kind of amazing people are under Lord Xiao's command? They can wield heavenly lightning and heal serious injuries! This is incredible!!"

The new recruits and surrendered soldiers held Xiao Jianyang in even greater awe.

However, the rumors became increasingly outrageous, eventually even including claims of three heads and six arms.

……

On Xiao Jianyang's side.

After settling the treatment of the wounded, he turned and went to the blacksmith camp.

The blacksmith's camp was located in a large courtyard east of the county government office. Dozens of furnaces were lit at the same time, billowing thick smoke, and the clanging of hammering iron could be heard incessantly.

Zhao Tiechui, shirtless, was hammering iron with a large sledgehammer.

They were covered in sweat, their breath steaming in the cold wind, yet the atmosphere was bustling with activity.

Seeing Xiao Jianyang enter, he immediately put down his hammer, wiped his sweat, and went to greet him:

"Lord Xiao, what brings you here? The furnace has just been set up, and we can start forging weapons and pottery fittings for the Heavenly Punishment tomorrow."

"No rush."

Xiao Jianyang walked into the courtyard, found a clean stone to sit on, took out two folded sheets of hemp paper from his pocket, and handed them over:

"Take a look at this first."

"This is??"

Zhao Tiechui took the blueprints with a puzzled look and unfolded them.

You can see two objects drawn on it.

One is a U-shaped iron sheet with several small holes, and the dimensions are marked next to it, along with the words "horseshoe".

The other one is a saddle with a high bridge back and a pair of stirrups hanging on both sides, labeled "High Bridge Saddle" and "Double Stirrups".

He looked at it over and over again, but the more he looked, the more confused he became.

"Lord Xiao, what is this?"

Zhao Tiechui scratched his head and pointed to the horseshoe:

Xiao Jianyang explained:

"This strangely shaped piece of metal is for shoeing horses."

Zhao Tiechui was stunned:

"What?! Nail irons into a horse's hooves? That would be in terrible pain for the horse!! And why would they even need to nail those things in???"

He had spent half his life forging iron, making weapons and farm tools, but he had never seen iron nailed to horse hooves.

"Horseshoes have a thick keratin layer, so if you nail it in the right spot, it won't hurt."

Xiao Jian continued to explain calmly:

"The roads in the North are slippery in winter, and there are many gravel roads. Horses' hooves are prone to wear and tear and slipping after running for a long time. Nailing these on can protect the horses' hooves, allowing them to run farther and be less likely to get injured."

After saying that, he pointed to the saddle and stirrups:

"This high-bridge saddle can hold a person in place, making it less likely for them to fall off."

"With two stirrups underfoot, riders can use their momentum while riding, freeing up both hands to slash, which can more than double the combat effectiveness of cavalry."

Zhao Tiechui was stunned.

Protect the horse's hooves?

It can even double the combat effectiveness of cavalry?

It sounds reasonable, but he's never heard of such a thing before. Is it reliable?

But then I thought, when did Lord Xiao ever miss something?

Lord Xiao was able to create something as sinister as the Heavenly Punishment, and he also had a pulley crossbow that was several times more powerful than a regular bow!

These strange and unusual things may seem unreliable, but aren't they all genuine skills?

"Lord Xiao, I understand!"

Zhao Tiechui immediately gripped the blueprints tightly, his eyes gleaming, and said:

"I'll get some men and forge a few sets right now to test them! Once they're done, I'll find a horse and put them to the test!"

"Um."

Xiao Jianyang nodded and added:

"Use the best wrought iron; the horseshoes should be thin but tough, and not easily broken."

"The stirrups need to be sturdy enough to support a person's weight. Tell me when they're done."

"Don't worry, Lord Xiao, I'll do it myself. I guarantee it won't be bad!"

Zhao Tiechui patted his chest and assured them that as soon as Xiao Jianyang left, he would take the blueprints and gather around the old blacksmiths. The group of them would huddle together to study them, marveling at their work.

"How does Lord Xiao's brain work? How can he come up with so many strange and wonderful things?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just start typing. Once you get it working, you'll know if it works or not."

"Yes, yes, let's get to work."

Suddenly, the sound of hammering metal in the blacksmith camp grew even louder.

Sparks flew as everyone strained to finish the new creation and see if it was as miraculous as Lord Xiao had described.

On Xiao Jianyang's side.

After providing the drawings, I continued to throw myself into my busy schedule.

Dongshuang County is currently extremely poor and has to start everything from scratch; we cannot afford to be careless.

In the early stages, when not enough talent had been cultivated, he had to do everything himself.

Time flew by and it was already the morning of the next day.

At this moment, Wanyan Chuyu had already arrived with her troops.

The guards at the north gate spotted a troop of cavalry approaching from afar, led by Jurchen people, and immediately reported it.

Upon receiving the news, Xiao Jianyang immediately led Lin Qingxue and others to personally go out of the city to welcome them.

Just outside the city gate, they saw Wanyan Chuyu riding a white horse in the distance, dressed in the neat attire of a Jurchen princess, followed by a procession of several hundred people.

It was pulling dozens of large trucks, all fully loaded with goods.

Wanyan Hu, carrying a spiked club, rode alongside her on horseback, his expression still carrying a hint of arrogance.

Upon seeing Xiao Jianyang leave the city, Wanyan Chuyu immediately dismounted, quickly stepped forward, and greeted him with a smile:

"Lord Xiao, I have delivered the first batch of supplies as promised."

Xiao Jianyang smiled and replied:

"Your Highness is so kind."

"You must be tired from your journey, please proceed into the city."

Wanyan Chuyu:

"it is good."

Nodding without ceremony, he led his group slowly into the city.

However, as soon as she entered the city, her eyes began to move unconsciously.

Sweep across both sides of the street.

The once chaotic streets have become very clean.

The shops were orderly, the patrolling soldiers were in perfect uniform, and the people looked at each other with a sense of peace—all of which were completely different from before.

"They've only been in the county for a few days, and they've already restored order like this??"

Wanyan Chuyu was somewhat dazed:

"This Xiao Jianyang is not only good at fighting, but also at governing the people. He is indeed a formidable opponent."

I felt a little envious, but I was genuinely impressed.

Continue leading the team forward.

The convoy stopped in the open space in front of the county government office.

Wanyan Shi stepped forward with the account book and checked the goods one by one:

"Lord Xiao, this batch includes fifty fine horses, all three-year-old warhorses with excellent stamina."

"Ten thousand catties of iron ore, all of which are carefully selected iron ore."

"There are also two hundred top-quality furs, thirty old ginseng roots, and ten baskets of medicinal herbs, all of which are the best things in our tribe."

Xiao Jianyang glanced at it, then turned to Lin Qingxue and said:

"Qingxue, take your men to inventory and store the goods. Based on the previously agreed market price, convert them into salt, cloth, and ordinary weapons, as well as the Heavenly Punishment and a certain number of divine crossbows and bolts. Pack them all for the princess, and have the caravan take them back with them later."

"Yes, sir."

Lin Qingxue responded and immediately led people to make the arrangements.

"The accommodations have been arranged. They are in the courtyard to the west of the county government office. They are clean and spacious, enough for the princess and her entourage to stay in."

Xiao Jianyang looked at Wanyan Chuyu and continued:

"Princess, you've had a long journey. Please rest for a while. I'll host a lunch to welcome you back."

"You're too kind, Lord Xiao."

Wanyan Chuyu smiled slightly and shook her head:

"There's no rush to rest. I just saw how well Lord Xiao has managed Dongshuang County. I wonder if Chu Yu would like to take a stroll around the city?"

She wanted to see for herself just how much Dongshuang County had changed in the short time she had left.

Is it really worth the Tiger Tribe betting everything on this?!

Xiao Jianyang nodded:

"sure."

"I'll have Defang bring a few people to accompany the princess. If there's anything she wants to see, just say so."

Wanyan Chuyu:

"Thank you, Lord Xiao."

After saying his farewell, he took Wanyan Hu and Wanyan Shi and, accompanied by Defang, strolled slowly along the street.

The group walked south along the main street. Before they had gone far, they heard screams coming from a nearby courtyard, mixed with a faint smell of alcohol and medicine.

Wanyan Chuyu frowned:

"What's that sound? Is that the wounded soldiers' camp?"

Defang nodded:

"Reporting to the princess, this is our wounded soldiers' camp, filled with brothers wounded and prisoners of war from this battle."

"Doctor Chu is inside treating the wounded."

"Treat the wounds?"

Wanyan Chuyu was somewhat curious:

"May I go in and take a look?"

She was curious; did healing require such a commotion?

The screams were so heart-wrenching!

"Please proceed, Princess."

Defang nodded, and then led the group into the courtyard.

Upon entering, a strong smell of blood and strong liquor hit you.

The courtyard and houses were filled with wounded soldiers!

The medical team members moved back and forth in an orderly manner, carrying basins of water and burlap sacks.

Inside, Chu Yiran was bending over, treating the wound of a wounded soldier with a broken arm.

With a wine jar, silver needles, and sheep gut thread at hand, his movements were clean and efficient, without the slightest hesitation.

Wanyan Chuyu's gaze fell on the wounded man's arm.

It was a deep wound that exposed the bone.

At this moment, she stitched it up little by little with a fine needle.

The stitches were fine and neat, and the flesh was stuck together.

After the stitches were finished, medicine was applied and the area was bandaged with burlap. The whole process was smooth and efficient.

Wanyan Chuyu's pupils constricted sharply, and her heart skipped a beat!

She grew up in a tribe and saw many wounded warriors.

Those with broken arms or legs, or whose abdomens are cut open, are basically just waiting to die; even the best herbs can hardly save them.

But here, they actually used needles to sew up the flesh?!

"This... is a stitching technique?"

She spoke hesitantly, her voice softening.