Chapter 168
Episode 168. Jangyang’s technique (1)
The painter brought Liu Bei to a makeshift medical room.
It wasn’t as serious as I thought, but it was still a wound that would leave me crippled. The painter twisted the waist, pulled the ilium, and treated the lumbar vertebrae to be stretched.
As the space between the vertebrae increased, the protruding disc went in, and the nerves were compressed less.
And Liu Bei was able to move her toes.
The confinement of Daeju, who followed Liu Bei, could not hide his surprise when Liu Bei’s symptoms improved greatly, even though he did not let go of acupuncture or moxibustion.
“How did you do it?”
“Doesn’t moxibustion rise?”
“Why are you pulling this part like this?”
“If I do this, won’t the back strain on the other side?”
The painter, who had been listening for a while, shouted.
“I need to concentrate, so please be quiet!”
Only then did Gadun shut his mouth. At that time, Obo asked the fireman a question.
“Master, it seems a little different from the last time and Yu Hyeonwi-nim’s treatment.”
“Are you talking about the old man who limped on his left leg?”
“yes. At that time, acupuncture and moxibustion were mainly used, and Doin Angyo was used as a supplement.
Doinangyosul is a corrective technique that appears in the Emperor’s Inner Classic, and massage and acupressure Doinangyosul are described in the Emperor’s Inner Classic, and it is greatly developed in later generations and changed to the name of Chunabeop.
Similarly in the West, a correction technique called chiropractic is developed, so when it is corrected, it is called chiropractic in oriental medicine and western medicine.
What the painter knew was chiropractic developed in the West, and the painter taught his disciples that it was Doin Angyosul. The principles of correction were the same anyway, only the name was different.
Ga-dun’s eyes widened as he listened to the conversation between the two.
He also studied the Emperor’s Inner Classic, so he knew the Daoin An teaching technique. However, the method that the painter did was not listed in the Taoin Angyosul.
‘Ah, that’s called Doin An Gyosul? It’s similar, but different…’
Ga-dun reflected on the emperor’s internal scriptures he had seen.
There was no connection between the contents of the inner mirror, which consisted of only a few very simple corrective treatments, and the corrective surgery performed by the painter.
‘I think he pulled the pelvic bone… Did the Buddhist monk Hwa develop new techniques based on Nae-gyeong’s Doin-an technique?’
It seemed that way.
Otherwise, there is no way that he himself would not remember the content of the Emperor’s Inner Canon, which was briefly described.
‘her! Such an excellent Taoin’an technique! You must learn this.’
Ga-dun was naturally greedy.
In fact, he had heard a glimpse of the rumors about the fireman, but he regarded them as exaggerated. However, as I experienced it myself this time, I could see that the Doin An technique alone was already more than a rumor.
“Acupuncture or moxibustion will be used after the condition improves. At that time, the old man had only one lame, so that was enough.”
“ah! It seems that Lieutenant Yu’s condition is very bad.”
Obo nodded as if he understood.
Ga-dun followed the fireman’s back, chewing on the conversation between the two.
* * *
When Liu Bei got better, he sent Ga Dun back to the headquarters. At first, Ga Dun strongly insisted on staying, but returned only after hearing what Liu Bei said.
While Liu Bi was being treated, word spread that the soldiers of Daeju and Gyeseong were losing to Yeonsin Eoyang.
“The Janggeo Jangsun brothers are also excellent, but the generals under them are great generals, so it seems that only two people, Guan Yu and the equipment, are not enough.”
At Eulji’s words, the painter made an expression of incomprehension.
“It’s strange…”
“Yes! What’s strange about it?”
“No, I’m talking to myself. I got it anyway.”
The painter went back to the patients and tilted his head.
‘To think that Guan Yu and Zhang Yi were pushed behind by Zhang Ge and Zhang Sun’s brothers… No matter how much Liu Bei was left out, that couldn’t be the case.’
If Jangge and Jangsun’s brothers were outstanding enough to push Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, they should have been heavily mentioned in history. However, their proportion was only an extra that appeared and disappeared for a short time.
‘The history I know is a piece of knowledge with the subjectivity of the author, but I think something is out of line… Eh, well, I’m not going to fight, so let’s focus on the patient.’
Of course, Liu Bei heard the news that the painter had heard.
Liu Bei has recovered enough to be able to walk without straining.
Liu Bei became impatient and asked the fireman to return to the battlefield, but the fireman refused.
“If you go to the battlefield with that body, you will be a burden rather than a help.”
“But the younger siblings are struggling.”
“I know that feeling. I can’t go if it doesn’t get better though. So focus on rehab.”
When the painter resolutely drew a line, Liu Bei couldn’t go back and only rolled her feet in regret.
In fact, the fireman’s clothing was located in the middle of a mountain called Bongsan, about 10 li away from the battlefield.
Therefore, if you climb up a tall tree, you can see Gyeseong and the battlefield.
When Liu Bei recovered a bit, she climbed a tree with the help of the executioner and looked at the battlefield in the distance.
Daeju’s 3,000 troops had been reduced to 2,000 in the 6 days he was gone.
‘How can there be no way to reverse the charter? From my point of view, it is not enough with just Guan Yu and equipment… I think even two or three more talented people like that could turn the tide of the battle…’ In
wars of this era, the number of soldiers is important, but more important than that is excellent armament. how active you are One or two armaments could change the tide of battle.
Suddenly.
After thinking for a long time, Liu Bei recalled Haman, the fireman’s bodyguard, and Janggoe.
‘As Master Eosa’s bodyguards are as long as my two brothers, if they participate in the battle, we can turn the tide of the war.’
Liu Bei was in a hurry and went to the fireman in a hurry.
“Eosa-seungnim, send your escorts, Captain Janggoe, Captain Okju, and Captain Haman, to help my younger siblings. With the help of three people, we will surely be able to reverse the current situation of the thirteenth.”
Liu Bei ejaculated, but the painter shook his head.
“They escort me, but not my subordinates. So I can’t give them that order.”
“But when the Master speaks, they will listen. With their help, we can end this war quickly. Please think of the people who are swept away on the battlefield and dying helplessly.”
“I know how you feel, but I don’t like them fighting on the battlefield.”
dump.
Then, suddenly, Liu Bei knelt down.
“Please think of the country and the people, Master. Treating patients is not the only way to benefit the people. Punishing evil with power is also for the sake of the people. Please lend them at least for this battlefield.”
“Come on, wake up. Kneeling to me won’t change my heart.”
The painter forced Liu Bei to kneel again.
The painter looked at Liu Bei with a puzzled expression.
Hwabu, a member of the council, knew best how difficult it was for Liu Bei, whose back is currently not normal, to kneel down like that.
The fireman thought for a while, then shook his head and opened his mouth.
“If they are desperate enough to kneel down to me… Hyunwi Yu try to persuade them. It is because I cannot stop them from moving after hearing Yu Hyeon-wi’s words.”
“I see. thank you.”
Seeing Liu Bei’s solemn expression, the painter let out a short sigh.
‘Eh, am I good at what I’m doing? I’m afraid it seems too presumptuous.’
“If they say no, you can’t keep persuading them or using force.”
“All right.”
After a while, Liu Bei met Zhang Gui, Ok Zhu, and Ha Man and appealed to them to join the battlefield.
“Because it’s a battlefield… My body was itching. I don’t think it’s bad to loosen up once.”
Harman was the first to respond positively.
Jang Goe shook her butt but thought a little more, and Ok-joo shook her head and revealed that she had no intention of participating in the battlefield.
Liu Bi had a promise with the painter, so he did not recommend any more to Ok-ju and persuaded Zhang Gui a little more.
In the end, Zhang Gui and Ha Man agreed to join Daeju’s army according to Liu Bei’s will, and Ok-ju decided to stay behind to escort the painter.
‘Well, maybe it’s because he forced the tiger to eat grass until now…’
The fireman had several thoughts.
This is because both Janggoe and Harman know that he is a general who would have made his name known on the battlefield had he not met him.
* * *
The driving force behind the successive victories of the Eoyang army of the Janggeo Jangsoon brothers was none other than Jangyang’s technique.
“Mix this herb with the horses’ food and mix it with the soldiers’ soup.”
Zhang Yang handed over a bag of unidentified dried grass and a vial of powder, and the Zhang Ge Zhangshun brothers each received one.
After receiving the vial of powder, Jangsoon looked at her slightly concerned and opened her mouth.
“Thanks to Uncle’s secret technique, the soldiers fight bravely… but after the fight, they fall into lethargy for a while.”
“I think I already mentioned the side effects of that level, but it is better to win and rest well than to die in a losing battle.”
“I know, but somehow the time spent in lethargy is getting longer and longer.”
Warak.
In an instant, Zhang Yang’s face contorted.
“so.”
“yes!”
“So what. You seem to be greatly mistaken, but do you think the reason you and the generals are so good at winning streaks?”
“Oh no.”
“What if you’re a little bit lethargic? Thanks to that, I’m still alive and not dead, and even if I’m thankful, it’s not enough… No, I guess I’ve been too kind to you guys. Give it back.”
When Zhangyang reached out his hand, Jangsoon unconsciously grabbed the medicine bottle and took a step back.
“sorry. Uncle. I was short-tempered.”
“If you say such things one more time, I will reap all of them, including secret arts and slander, so know that.”
“yes.”
As Zhang Yang was looking at his two nephews with an annoyed expression, his confidant brought from the imperial palace hurriedly approached.
“Your husband.”
“why?”
“There is a person who practices medicine for the injured halfway up Mt. Bongsan.
“what!”
Suddenly, Zhang Yang’s voice rose.
“Are you really that kid?”
“yes.”
cringe
The sound of Jangyang’s teeth grinding could be heard even by brothers Jangge and Jangsoon.
“Heaven doesn’t forget my grudge and gives me a chance to avenge myself. How many soldiers does he have?”
“There were about 20 people doing chores and about 10 people armed. In addition, there were disciples, wounded, and a few others who followed the wounded.”
“Yeah~. Bring your cavalry bag right now. I will cut his throat myself.”
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