"General, the enemy has withdrawn!"

"Envoy, the enemy has withdrawn!"

Regardless of the title, when the Black Mountain retreated, almost the entire city was filled with the voice of the mountain shouting long live, and generals and soldiers kept running past him and telling him this fact in a cheerful tone like the aftermath of the catastrophe.

In fact, even if Yuan Shao's eyes could see everyone in the city, he couldn't find Ma Yue's figure, because Liangzhou Mu had been supervising the people in the city to send every injured soldier down the city.

Hearing the news of Yuan Shao's withdrawal, Ma Yue looked down at his arm covered with blood, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and said with a smile: "Let the brothers rest and send down the bodies of the brothers who are not there." ”

With that, he once again commanded the man to carry away the wounded robe, and he himself walked to the wounded camp.

The attack took less than an hour, and Ma Yue knew very well that this was like a drop in the bucket for the soldiers and horses that Yuan Shao had, this was just a tentative attack, and tonight or tomorrow was the time when the siege really began.

In addition, today also symbolizes the official start of the war between himself and Yuan Shao.

In the wounded and sick camp, there were mourning everywhere, Ma Yue urgently recruited all the medical craftsmen in the land of Sanfu before the war, but only a hundred of them actually arrived in Weinan, but these more than 100 medical craftsmen were enough to make Ma Yue happy.

The Liangzhou Prefecture School was able to train hundreds of grassroots officers in two years, and was able to ensure that every commander, team leader, and military marquis could understand the orders, and even knew a little about how to rely on the limited number of soldiers in their hands to harass and attack the enemy army when there was no commander. But the state school could not train any medical craftsman in two years.

For a healer, two years is not enough to qualify as an apprentice.

But these things were not too much of a problem for Ma Yue, and every officer in his army understood that the rough handling of external injuries was already effective enough in the battle array.

Boiling water disinfects linen and knives to prevent secondary bacterial infection of wounds, fractures need splints to help recover, and needles and threads are used to repair the skin and flesh after spraying powder on knife wounds...... These things, they all know.

The biggest role of recruiting these three auxiliary medical craftsmen is to check and fill in the gaps and grind the medicinal powder.

In the wounded camp, Ma Yue saw a preliminary surgical ward. He saw a tun who had just been removed from the city wall, put down his tomahawk shield, and washed his arm in cold water, and scalded it in hot water. Picking up a short, sharp blade, he cleanly cut out a triangle from the wound of the arrow in the wounded robe, took out the cluster of arrows and the successive small pieces of rusty flesh, coated them with medicinal powder, and took out the gauze and linen cloth warmed by boiling water to bandage.

A short operation to take the arrow cluster was over, and the Liangzhou man who was hit by the arrow was sweating profusely, and couldn't help but roar when he opened the knife to remove the arrow cluster, and four or five soldiers pressed it to death, which made the whole operation complete quickly. When the powder was sprinkled, a muffled roar came out of the mouth of the man who had been hit by the arrow, and the pain of the operation was far greater than the pain of the arrow.

Liangzhou's excellent forging and smelting technology ensures that each piece of armor has a double layer of skin and iron armor that is sufficient to resist arrows, effectively preventing the arrow clusters from breaking through the skin and flesh and injuring internal organs.

The man who had been hit by the arrow stood up weakly and patted him on the shoulder from the commander who had opened the knife for him, and one of them thanked him, and the other just smiled.

The glory of the Liangzhou Army is not only the glory of fighting bravely to kill the enemy, but the fact that after being wounded, the state pastor will ensure the treatment of the wounded to the greatest extent to prevent them from dying of pain and deterioration of wounds.

After a brief conversation, the commander clapped his hands and called for the next wounded soldier. The man who was hit by the arrow moved his arm slightly, walked towards the outside of the camp, and knelt down on one knee gratefully as he passed by Ma Yue, "My subordinates have seen the general. ”

Although Ma Yue is a state pastor, every junior officer prefers to call him a general, these vulgar men are not unaware of the difference between a general and a state pastor, but in their eyes, Ma Yue is more like a general who loves soldiers like a son, rather than a Liangzhou lord who ignores them in the Assassin's Mansion.

The people of Liangzhou do not agree with the history of the state pastor and assassination, and there is only one official position in their eyes, Lord Liangzhou.

"I remember you, you were recruited from Longxian County, how are your injuries?" Ma Yue patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Pretending to be like a cow, not bad." ”

"Back to the general, if the enemy attacks again, his subordinates can cut down eight more of them!" The wounded soldier was full of respect for Ma Yue, raised his head and said with a smile: "General, that axe is so useful!" ”

"It's okay, the situation hasn't gotten bad enough to require the wounded soldiers to fight again, so don't worry." Ma Yue smiled and pulled him to his feet and said, "If the situation is really bad enough that you need to go to the city to fight again, I will be in front of you." ”

After that, Ma Yue walked out of the wounded camp, and his heart was a little heavy, and he walked to the north of the city. There is the corpse of the Liangzhou army who died in this battle, and as early as before the battle began, there were people carrying rolling logs and piling up there every day, digging deep pits. The craftsmen in the city were not idle, and small wooden boxes were rushed out and piled up, and these small boxes would become the final destination of the Liangzhou soldiers, and they would be placed inside until the end of the war and transported back to their hometowns.

Liangzhou soldiers must be cremated regardless of whether they die in a foreign country or not, and the Liangzhou military law stipulates that dead Liangzhou soldiers can no longer be buried with their relatives...... They will be included in Ma's tomb, and every Liangzhou soldier who died in battle will be buried together after Ma Yue's death, and their ashes will be scattered in one place.

Akiyama.

This is the highest glory of the Liangzhou army, they fought for Ma Yue during their lifetime, and they will sleep with Ma Yue after their death.

In the north of the city, Ma Yue met Jia Xu with more than a dozen officials to count the casualties.

"Envoy." Jia Xu put a few boxes next to the earthen pit in the north of the city, and each fallen soldier was transported and the soldiers identified each other, and finally crossed out the name on the list of soldiers. Jia Xu saw Ma Yue coming from afar, put down the wolf brush full of ink and got up to salute, and then said: "The casualties continue to be counted, and one hundred and forty-three soldiers have been killed, and it is estimated that it will be within two hundred." ”

"Hmm."

This figure was expected by Ma Yue, the quality of Liangzhou's armor was average, but nearly half of the armor of different sergeants had exceeded that of any soldier in the whole world. Even the southern army of Luoyang can only have a captor and a soldier wearing leather armor, and his Liangzhou army of 20,000 troops is covered with leather armor, and the 5,500 armored army is fully armed.

If the 20,000 army is not recruited by ordinary soldiers and hastily trained, it is enough to withstand the ordinary army of 40,000.

What's more, today's war is not tragic, and the 1,500 garrisons at the head of each city have withstood Yuan Shao's attack, which shows that the other party is not pressed by the whole army as soon as it comes up.

Relying on the fortified city, 1,500 soldiers were enough to garrison 5,000 offensive forces, not to mention the high-precision crossbow carts that could directly nail the enemy carrying siege weapons to the ground at a distance of 400 paces, deepening the fear of the enemy army.

Ma Yue patted Jia Xu on the shoulder and didn't speak, he walked to the place where the bodies of the fallen soldiers were parked, half-squatted and held the hands of each sergeant, the cold arm did not bring him a trace of discomfort, but felt kind. The owner of each of the cold arms had fought to the death for him, and he had not even communicated anything but the rewards he had to deal with and the roar of the battle array.

Although he had no reverence for death, he was accustomed to seeing soldiers fight to the death.

But that feeling is very different from this moment, where the robe was dying for others. The earliest was Liang Hu, later the Great Han, Liu Hong, and until the previous pacification of Han Sui and Song Jian, they were all fighting for Liangzhou.

Now it's different, these soldiers who belong only to him fought for him and died for him.

With gratitude, he shook the hand of each robe, and before he knew it, he was already in tears.

"Let the brothers sleep here for the night, tomorrow, tomorrow there will be more time to say goodbye." Ma Yue didn't hide it in the slightest, and the tears on his face washed away the bloodstains, which were accidentally stained when treating the robe.

He turned around and walked towards the county magistrate, and along the way, both the wounded soldiers and the retired sergeants all knelt down on one knee and saluted him, but he did not speak, but walked silently towards the county magistrate.

In the whole of Liangzhou, there is only such an envoy, such a Liangzhou adult, who treats the soldiers like his own son. Although many of the Liangzhou soldiers were older than this envoy, there was not a single one who did not respect him from the bottom of their hearts.

On the night that Ma Yue entered the county government, a piece called "The Battle of Weinan" was published, and the most famous stonemason in Weinan was ordered to carve a stone tablet and temporarily placed it in front of the county government office in the city.

In the middle of the night, Ma Yue wore armor and carried a battle axe to the east city wall of Weinan, and sat around the bonfire with the soldiers on duty at night and chatted until he fell asleep unconsciously.

……

On the second day, people found that the young Liangzhou pastor was wearing neat armor and sleeping on the hilt of an axe, and the sergeants standing guard and patrolling the city all spontaneously passed by this place quietly.

Therefore, the Liangzhou army prefers to call him the general of Liangzhou.

"The enemy is attacking the city, garrison, garrison!"

At noon, while the city was distributing food, almost all of a sudden the soldiers patrolling the city noticed that the large camp opposite was rolling up dust. In a hundred and ten breaths, the Montenegrin army lined up its position outside the camp, and it could be seen that today's offensive was more than yesterday's, and it had already carried the cloud ladder to the east of Weinan City under the thunderous situation.

"Lord, lord, the enemy army is attacking the city." Xu Huang, who was in charge of guarding the east of the city, woke up Ma Yue, brought a basin of water and said, "Lord, please go down to the city for the time being, and let your subordinates fight with the enemy for a while." ”

"Today, the east of the city is under my command, you just have to do your thing." Ma Yue's mind was still a little foggy, but he still got up and held the battle axe and said: "Sons, yesterday was just a temptation of the enemy, and today is the real siege. ”

"Look at the city, attacking us is the remnants of the Yellow Turban Army that once shook the world, the Black Mountain Department commanded by Qu Shuai Zhang Niujiao and Chu Yan, who were known as millions of Black Mountains and gathered in Jizhou. Now Chu Yan and Zhang Niujiao were recruited by the imperial court, named Black Mountain Zhonglang General, and the soldiers under their command have gone through the Yellow Turban Rebellion and the previous battle between Youzhou and Jizhou, and they are real warriors......" Speaking of this, Ma Yue frowned, tilted his head and raised his battle axe and shouted: "Winding up the strong crossbow winch, Liangzhou Erlang sharpens your battle axe and kills them!" ”