"She agreed?"

Hearing this, the quiet needles in the command center's tent could be heard, and Fan Tong's inquiry made everyone lock their eyes on Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin didn't say anything. He lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then slowly nodded his head...

"I'm sorry, I can't save you. But I may be able to save the child in your belly. How many months have you been pregnant?"

Hearing Zhao Xin's words, the Mongolian guide was stunned for a moment, and then said to the woman. The old lama who closed his eyes and chanted scriptures in a low voice heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, and an incredible expression appeared on his face.

"Nine months." After hearing the guide's words, the woman's face actually emitted light, and her originally dim eyes also had a hint of light.

Zhao Xin knew that this was ginseng soup and he had no time to delay it, so he looked at the woman's eyes and continued, "That's right, we have to cut your stomach with a knife and take out the child. If you agree, we will do this in a while. Don't worry, I have a medicine that won't hurt after the injection."

"What?" The guide was startled and exerted a big living person's stomach. This was the first time he heard about such a thing.

Zhao Xin raised his eyes and said, "Translation is for her, no word is allowed to be missed!"

"The villain obeys the order!"

After listening to the guide's translation, the woman stared at Zhao Xin's eyes for a while, then nodded in agreement. The old lama beside her stood up, stared at Zhao Xin and said loudly. Zhao Xin knew that he must have nothing to say, so he immediately asked someone to bombard the old lama.

The yurt was quiet again, and Zhao Xin whispered: "What name do you want to give the child after the child is born?"

The woman pondered for a moment and said, "If it is a man, it is called Sirchen. If it is a woman, it is called Sulun."

Zhao Xin nodded and signaled to remember. He asked the guide to bring the three children in and see their mother for the last time. Pujie and Saihan, who were holding their younger brothers, walked into the yurt timidly. When they saw that their mother woke up, they burst into tears. The woman showed her reluctant eyes and asked Pujie to carry her son Batu closer, and touched her face to the child intimately. Then she started to talk to Zhao Xin. The guide listened and whispered to Zhao Xin to translate.

"Dear nobleman, can you adopt me and these children? I am a miserable woman without blessings. My husband doesn't want me and my children anymore. They follow me and endure hunger every day, and they are desperate. You can just give them some leftover soup every day. They are all obedient and don't eat much. The Buddha will bless you..."

"Don't worry, I will treat them as my children, and they will never be hungry and cold again! I swear to the sky." Zhao Xin interrupted the woman's nagging, reached out and held the other party's skinny hand, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me your name and age. When the child is old, I have to let them know who my mother is."

"My name is Udabala. I can't remember when I was born this year." After the woman said that, she said to her two daughters: "I can't do it anymore. From now on, you will take your brother and follow this noble man. Be a cow and a horse for him to repay his life-saving grace."

Pujie and Saihan listened and obediently kowtowed to Zhao Xin with their two-year-old brother, while Zhao Xin hurriedly helped the two children up.

When the woman woke up, she said too much and spent too much energy, and her breath gradually became weaker. When Zhao Xin saw this, he quickly asked the guide to take out all the crying children and feed the woman a few sips of ginseng soup. When the other party's breathing was stable, he and Cheng Zhuo became nervous and busy.

A few bright LED lights were lit up in the dim yurt. Cheng Zhuo used a rope to hang all the light bulbs down on the support rod on the top of the yurt. Zhao Xin took out the equipment for surgery and lidocaine for anesthesia. In addition, there were iodine for disinfection, hemostatic gauze, disposable gloves, surgical gowns, masks, etc.

Seeing Zhao Xin in a blink of an eye, a lot of things appeared. Cheng Zhuo's eyes were wide open and his chin was about to fall to the ground. Zhao Xin told him that no one could tell him about this and would rot in his stomach. Cheng Zhuo nodded and agreed quickly.

Zhao Xin asked the soldiers outside to guard the yurt door, saying that no one was allowed to come in without asking them, and asked the Mongolian guide to take the three children away. The old lama who was bombed out did not leave, but sat on the ground not far away, muttering words.

Zhao Xin had no time to pay attention to him. He and Cheng Zhuo helped each other to disinfect both iodine and his hands and arms, put on clothes and gloves, and then began to disinfect the woman. For safety reasons, the two of them wiped the woman's shriveled chest and knees with iodine and iodine.

In theory, this kind of surgery is usually done with lumbar epidural anesthesia, that is, intra-spinal anesthesia. But now it is an emergency, and this woman named "Udabala" will definitely not survive, so Zhao Xin decided to give anesthesia directly on her belly.

When giving anesthetics to a woman, Zhao Xin, who was wearing a stethoscope, kept paying attention to the movements of the child in the woman's belly. Fortunately, the child's heart was still beating.

After 10 minutes of the anesthesia, the surgery was about to begin. He and Cheng Zhuo were both nervous and sweating. No one had done this before! In the end, Cheng Zhuo picked up the scalpel.

"How to draw?"

Zhao Xin recalled a documentary he had watched before, then reached out and gestured to the lower position of his belly, cutting across!

Although Cheng Zhuo had cut his wound on someone, it was all about his arms and legs, and he had never cut his belly. Afraid that the tip of the knife would hurt the child, he took a few deep breaths and then cut a finger-long hole, and the blade was still very shallow.

"It's too shallow! As you do this, even a child cannot be removed if you die!"

"I, I'm afraid of hurting the child."

"Forget it, give me the knife!" Zhao Xin took the knife, took a few deep breaths, and then cut down along the position where Cheng Zhuo made the knife.

Cheng Zhuo saw Zhao Xin, he made a 20-centimeter-long hole and immediately took a breath, thinking that sir is really not an ordinary person. While he was thinking about it, he heard Zhao Xin say in a deep voice: "Hemorrhage-stop pincers! Gauze!"

There are five layers of human skin, and then one layer of the uterus is included. This is six layers. Zhao Xin is still very brave enough to cut the rectus abdomen directly. When he used surgical scissors to cut open the peritoneum, the uterus was exposed.

Even though he had anesthetics before, the woman still moaned in pain because the knife edge was too deep. Zhao Xin didn't care about so much. He asked Cheng Zhuo to support the opener and then quickly cut the uterus and tore it out with his hands. He found that there was actually a layer of membrane inside, and the child was inside the membrane.

The two of them were already sweating profusely at this time. No one noticed that the woman's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and the hand that was originally holding the blanket under her tightly also gradually loosened.

When Zhao Xin used the tip of the scissor to pierce the amniotic sac, and even the amniotic fluid had no time to clean it, he reached out and groped in it. After finally carrying the child out, he and Cheng Zhuo finally breathed a sigh of relief. Cheng Zhuo hurriedly cut off the umbilical cord with the scissors and tied a knot clumsily. At this time, Zhao Xin saw that the child's face turned blue and did not cry, and he suddenly panicked. He didn't know what to do with this little guy who was just as long as his forearm.

In the flash of lightning, he suddenly remembered something that Hong Tao had said when he was chatting with him. So he quickly placed the child flat on a pile of medicinal cotton, washed away the blood from his right hand with iodine, then put his little finger into the child's mouth and slapped it twice, then took out a ball of dirty and sticky things; then he grabbed the child's feet and lifted it upside down, slapped it gently on his little butt.

“Wow~~!!”

"Amitabha!" Cheng Zhuo said silently in his heart, and then he was about to suture the woman's blade. Perhaps it was because of the excitement of the successful operation, or the child's crying loudly, which made him not notice the abnormality of the woman.

At this time, the more than a hundred anxious North Navy soldiers outside the yurt heard the cry coming from the yurt, and their faces showed joy. The garrison platoon leader smiled and said loudly: "Now! I'll say! With our adults taking action, the mother and son will be safe!"

The Mongolian guide also smiled and said to Saihan and Deling sisters: "Bless by Buddha, you have another younger brother! I will be blessed in the future!"

The old lama who did not want to leave was also full of shock. It was the first time he had lived for more than 60 years that he had seen such a thing. At this moment, he felt more and more that these North Navy soldiers, especially Zhao Xin, were different, so he folded his hands and leaned over to salute in the position of the yurt.

"Udabala! It's a son!" Zhao Xin excitedly held the child and turned to show it to the woman, but he saw Udabala looking at the tent of the yurt with empty eyes, without moving.

......

"In this way, we stopped at Modun Inn for one night, buried the child's mother in the hill where they found them, set up a sign, and then took the child out." After Zhao Xin finished speaking, he crushed the cigarette butts with his feet. There were already seven or eight cigarette butts under his feet.

Liu Sheng said in surprise: "You are just riding a horse with a newborn child?"

"Who can take care of me when I stay at Modun Station? A group of big men, forget it. Don't look at that Pujie, although she is only nine years old, she rides a horse well, and is better than me. Every time that little guy is full, he stays in the basket and doesn't cry or make a fuss."

Fan Tong said curiously: "Boss Zhao, you didn't burn those two lama temples? They are so annoying!"

Zhao Xin shook his head slightly and said nothing. In fact, the reason why the old lama stayed and didn't leave was because he wanted to adopt a child. He asked the Mongolian guide to tell Zhao Xin that the child came to the world with sins and had to become a monk and atone for his mother. Zhao Xin ignored him and asked someone to drive him back to the Lama Temple.

Fan Tong shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that Mongolian herders would live so hard. I used to read information and only said that the herders who were under the capitol tax and the levy of the Qing Dynasty could not raise their heads. I really didn't feel anything about it."

At this moment, he remembered the Mongol Man Burgud he met at the Kutnarsu Station. Maybe one day when Burgud died, his wife and children would have had the same experience.

Liu Sheng sighed and said with a calm face: "We have been busy going south to fight this time. Apart from the post station and Kulun City, we have hardly seen many herders. After finishing cleaning up the Qing Dynasty in the south, we must deal with the princes and lamas!"

"I originally wanted to unite the majority and attack a small part of it. Now it seems that no one is good at both the upper class lama and the prince Taiji!" Zhao Xin sneered and said to Liu Sheng and Fan Tong: "On the way here, I heard the Mongolian guide say a proverb circulating among the herdsmen, which is very telling."

"What?"

"Call the earth, the earth does not respond; call the sky, the sky is too far away!"

As soon as these words came out, the tent suddenly became silent. Zhao Xin felt a little depressed and stood up outside the tent. Although the sky was full of stars, the valley was dim and lit up by flares. Scattered gunfires and grenade explosions came from far away. It was the guard posts of the North Navy that were fighting fire with the Qing army attacking at night.

Zhao Xin stood with his arms in his arms for a while, and said without looking back: "Liu, how are the casualties of the troops in the past few days?"

Liu Sheng came over and said, "Fortunately, two were sacrificed and one was seriously injured, both of which were caused by night sneak attacks."

The Qing army has learned from the thief now. They learned from the experience and lessons of the Battle of Xiaobai Mountain. Relying on their familiarity with the terrain, they hid in the valley during the day and then quietly set off at night. There were not many people every time, just three or five, either firing cold arrows or throwing a few flying gourds containing gunpowder and iron sand from a high place to make a lot of noise, and the intention was to disturb the Northern Navy and could not rest.

But now Zhao Xin is here, A Gui's plan is going to go bankrupt.

On September 29, the morning of the second day after Zhao Xin arrived, the North Navy, which had been holding its troops and only doing passive defense, suddenly moved. The assault force composed of two battalions quickly broke through the pass of Zamenchaheer Mountain under the cover of several mortars and entered the gravel-covered wasteland. Then, with the assistance of more than a dozen small excavators, began to build a temporary camp composed of explosion-proof walls.

Agui was puzzled by the sudden action of the Northern Navy, but waited for the provoy to report that the Northern Navy was digging a hole with a long-armed and big bucket in front of him. He immediately thought of a memorial that Liu Yong once gave to Qianlong.

Before Liu Yong negotiated with Zhao Xin with Chujiao Station, he had seen the North Hai army use this kind of machinery to build a solid camp overnight. Agui immediately judged that the opponent might have to rush out to find water because of the lack of water in the valley.

So he dispatched another 4,000 cavalry to try to launch a sneak attack on the North Navy that was coming out of the mountain after dark. But who would have thought that the North Navy's camp would be brightly lit at night, and several beams of light as thick as buckets were shot out from behind the opponent's wall, making it difficult to hide the shadows of two or three miles away. As soon as the Qing army showed its head, there would be a rain of bullets and no one dared to get close.

Agui didn't know if the North Navy could dig out water, but he knew that once the other party was allowed to gain a foothold outside the mountain pass, the threat to him would be greater. He decided to take down the North Navy camp by noon tomorrow and retreat to the valley regardless of casualties.

After he and his subordinates convened military discussions, tens of thousands of Qing troops were nervously prepared. At midnight, the Qing army divided into three groups and dispatched from Taradolandtai, planning to launch an attack at the most tired time in the early morning. However, the three groups of Qing troops entered the scheduled assembly site and only had a meal, the overwhelming shells hit.

Countless Qing troops were howling with ghosts and wolves, and clusters of explosions rose and fell on the dark wasteland. The Qing troops from Suiyuan had never seen such a formation. They either hid in place and were killed by shells or fled.

In just one night, the Qing army was beaten to death and injured thousands of people. Many of the injured cried and howled until dawn, and no companion dared to come back to save them.

By the way, since Zhao Xin has come, he will never delay time. For the delayed Qing army, he just wanted to fight slowly with fast speed, so fast that the other party had no time to react. In addition, the letter he wrote to Liu Quan should have reached Rehe now, and it should be fermented by time.

On September 30, 1791, Fukang'an, who had dispatched more than 10,000 Qing troops from Hulunbu Yuer, entered the territory of the Chechen Khan tribe with trepidation and arrived at the right wing center left banner not far from Kulun. When Fukang'an was about to go to Zhaomodo to advance to Kulun, he suddenly received an imperial edict from Qianlong, asking him to immediately lead his troops back to the Chechen Khan flag in the east.

Although Fu Kangan was puzzled, he still did not dare to disobey and had to lead his army back sadly. Unexpectedly, after only two days of leaving, the second imperial edict came again. This time, he finally knew what was wrong.

The Gurkha soldiers entered Houzang from Mount Mimi. By the end of August, the Gurkha army had captured Dingri, Jiling, Sakya, and Zhashlunbu Monastery fell and were looted. In early September, the Gurkha army attacked Shigatse Zongcheng, and was besieged for eight days and nights but still could not break the city. So they retreated to the border with their plundered treasures.
Chapter completed!