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Open the Chest!","starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-85",85,"\u003Cp>As a veteran military medic, he had grown accustomed to the severe wounds that proved fatal and to death itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when he stated the final mortality figures, his tone was utterly calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do most wounded soldiers still die from infection and blood loss?” Zhu Ying sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“General, what is infection?” Yan the medic asked in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I forgot—back then, wound infection wasn’t called infection; it was called pus toxicity or abscesses.” Zhu Ying suddenly remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pus toxicity and abscesses,” Zhu Ying quickly added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes,” Yan the medic nodded, his face filled with helplessness: “Pus toxicity, golden wound tetanus—these are incurable diseases. Even now, with our Great Ming’s medical arts at their current level, we still have no cure. If one contracts pus toxicity or golden wound tetanus, the only way to survive is to amputate the limb.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But after amputation, stopping the bleeding becomes another nightmare! Arrow wounds, sword cuts into the bone—stopping the bleeding is equally difficult.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the fundamental reason why severely wounded soldiers struggle to survive,” Yan the medic said with a bitter smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>within the camp,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>most severely wounded soldiers died from wound inflammation and infection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then there was tetanus, known in this era as golden wound tetanus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, there was also the problem of stopping the bleeding—it was extremely hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If bleeding could be stopped effectively, how many more lives might be saved?” Zhu Ying asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve compiled the statistics—the biggest problem in the wounded camp is still bleeding. Even with the imperial court’s issued golden wound powder, its effect is limited; ultimately, survival still depends on the body’s own resistance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If bleeding could be controlled well, I am confident I could raise the survival rate of wounded soldiers to over sixty percent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for pus toxicity, there’s a slight chance of survival through incision and drainage, but golden wound tetanus? There’s nothing we can do—only fate decides.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But even so,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Taiyi Academy’s golden wound powder is already the finest hemostatic medicine in the world—there is no better hemostatic remedy than ours in the Great Ming,” Yan the medic shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhu Ying said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Liu Lei,” Zhu Ying called.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lei stepped forward carrying a wooden box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is this?” Yan the medic looked at Zhu Ying in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is my family’s hemostatic powder. When I led troops in the northern frontier, many soldiers bled uncontrollably—only this hemostatic powder saved their lives.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now I have only twelve vials left.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope you, Master Yan, will use all of this hemostatic powder on my brothers—first use the imperial issue golden wound powder; if that fails to stop the bleeding, then use mine,” Zhu Ying said slowly, his expression solemn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>these wounded soldiers in the camp were his own men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could Zhu Ying stand by and watch them die from uncontrolled bleeding?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If these twelve vials were used wisely, they could save dozens, even hundreds of wounded soldiers—so long as they lived, it was all worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan the medic stepped forward, immediately took out one vial of hemostatic powder, and sniffed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What herbs are these? No—this is a blend of many herbs; I can’t identify any of them,” Yan the medic said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides stopping bleeding,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“this powder also accelerates wound healing. If a soldier contracts pus toxicity, first cut open the wound to drain the pus, then apply this powder—it works wonders,” Zhu Ying added quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were all lessons learned on the northern frontier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since General Zhu has spoken,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I shall certainly try it,” Yan the medic said at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Master Yan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the wounded camp needs anything, send someone to find me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t disturb you further.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying bowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the moans and cries within the wounded camp, Zhu Ying’s heart tightened—but beyond offering the hemostatic powder, there was little he could do. He knew no medicine and possessed no healing arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving the wounded camp,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The battle is just settled.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You and the personal guards should rest well,” Zhu Ying said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“General,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In this battle, thirty-five of the personal guard died, fifty were wounded—we still need to replenish troops to protect you,” Liu Lei said respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Select men from the ranks yourself; submit the list to me when ready,” Zhu Ying instructed, then headed straight for his tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering the tent,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a barrel of hot water had already been prepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying stripped off his bloodstained battle armor and discarded his blood-soaked uniform to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped directly into the wooden tub and washed the blood from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After this battle,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying had acquired many new wounds—but all were superficial: sword cuts, lance thrusts, knife slashes—none had struck bone or tendon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, his physical constitution had already surpassed that of ordinary men by dozens of times; wounds healed within moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the chaos of battle,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>charging forward recklessly, minor injuries were inevitable—all were shallow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Attribute panel,” Zhu Ying thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Age: 14 years\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Internal Qi: 2458 points\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strength: 2764 points\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speed: 2562 points\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Constitution: 2456 points\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Endurance: 2313 points\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit: 2234 points\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifespan: 112 years, 17212 days\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Storage Space: 29 cubic units\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Technique: Henglian Gong [Increases 5 points Strength, 5 points Constitution, 5 points Endurance per day of cultivation]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martial Arts: Stored Power Slash [Intermediate], Wild Dance Blade Technique [Intermediate], Shatter Mountain Fist [Beginner], Divine Arrow Rapid Fire [Intermediate], Tiger Roar Art [Beginner], Golden Bell Shield [Beginner].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The gains from this battle were immense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I killed nearly three thousand enemies—the total attribute increase exceeded seven thousand points, and my lifespan surged by over twelve thousand days—that’s decades of life earned through bloodshed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at his attribute panel, Zhu Ying’s face broke into an excited smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the battle had been grueling, the rewards were substantial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only had his attributes surged past two thousand from just over a thousand, but his lifespan had extended by decades—combined, he now possessed 159 years of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I keep fighting, I can live until the heavens and earth collapse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The world is vast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enemies aren’t just to the north—there are also the south, the west.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Countless nations, ten thousand states remain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The future is bright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve only been enlisted for less than a year—I will carve out my own era through battle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying’s eyes burned with unwavering resolve for the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1070,"2026-06-20T23:30:09.614Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bd5f3c60e609871638dce2ef34f4d947d071a98f9addd813eb32784954b9985f","starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-86","starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-84",204,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-cover.jpg"]