Chapter 299: Joy and Sorrow
Han Jie dragged his tired body and walked up to Gu Qing, choking with tears in his eyes, and hanging his head silently.
Gu Qing's heart sank, he stepped forward to hold his arm, looked him up and down, and said in a deep voice, "Are you injured?" ”
Han Jie shook his head.
At this time, Han Jie didn't even have the strength to speak, and his body was covered with wounds, but fortunately there were no injuries to his chest and back, and the most wounds were on his thighs and waist, and his armor was covered with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or the enemy's.
Seeing Han Jie's expression, Gu Qing's heart became heavier and heavier, and he asked calmly, "How many brothers are killed or injured?" ”
Han Jie said in a tearful voice: "About thirty dead and wounded......"
Gu Qing's shoulders trembled, pursed his lips, and instantly felt a tearing pain in his heart.
Everyone has selfish intentions, and unlike other soldiers' casualties, Gu Qing still feels heartache for the casualties of his personal guards.
It was a fresh life with him day and night, everyone's name, everyone's personality, has been deeply embedded in Gu Qing's memory, for a long time, Gu Qing has gradually regarded them as his siblings, when eating, drinking and having fun, they stand silently behind Gu Qing, and when they make trouble, they silently stand in front of Gu Qing.
They had become Gu Qing's organs, a part of his body.
The pain at this moment is tantamount to cutting off one's hands and feet.
Gu Qing tried to calm down, lowered his head and was silent for a long time, and said, "It's me who I'm sorry for the brothers, I shouldn't ......"
Han Jie shook his head: "It has nothing to do with Hou Ye, Hou Ye doesn't have to blame himself, we are soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, and dying on the battlefield is the end that should be done, the difference is just early and late." ”
"Lord Hou's military order is correct, if there is no right army and the brothers of the guards desperately sniping the enemy, the Tubo army will flee today, if this battle sacrifices so many lives of the robes, but does not reap the results they deserve, that is the biggest disappointment to the robes who died in the battle."
Gu Qing shook his head, got up and said, "Go and see the brothers, and those ...... Those brothers who died in battle. ”
Gu Qing's eyes were sour as he spoke, but he still pursed his lips and held back his tears.
Han Jie stretched out his arm to stop him, and said: "Hou Ye, don't look at it, it will only increase the sadness and mess up Hou Ye's mind, Hou Ye is the commander of the first army, you can't mess up." ”
Gu Qing opened his arm and insisted: "Go and see, send the brothers on the last journey, that's all I can do." ”
On the flat ground on the side of the battlefield, rows of corpses were neatly placed, they were covered in blood, their bodies were full of holes, they didn't dare to imagine how much pain they endured before they died, everyone's face was covered with a white cloth, Gu Qing stepped forward and squatted down, gently uncovered a white cloth, and a familiar face was revealed in front of him.
Gu Qing remembered that his name was Sun Jia, a man in his thirties, who was taciturn. In his early years, he entered the Anxi Protectorate, personally participated in dozens of large and small wars, and was lucky to survive, and was transferred back to Chang'an Left Guard, but he didn't expect to come to Anxi again, but he died in this yellow sand after all.
Sun Jia's life is like a fate.
Lifting a white cloth again, it was a familiar face again.
Gu Qing's hands trembled slightly, he couldn't bear the pain of losing his hands and feet, it was ridiculous, he had lived two lives, didn't he always boast that he was hard-hearted? Can't even stand a few dead people?
"Don't look at it, don't look at it...... I'm sorry brothers. Gu Qing finally couldn't hold back her tears.
"Han Jie, bury them, as well as their parents, wives and children, from now on, I will take care of their food, drink, Lazar, birth, old age, sickness and death."
Kneeling down in front of the guards who died in battle, Gu Qing kowtowed respectfully three times with heartache.
After sighing, he was about to leave, but Han Jie grabbed him and choked softly: "Master Hou, Wang Gui is missing, he can't see anyone alive, he can't see his body when he dies......"
Gu Qing said in a deep voice: "Then when he is still alive, you go and pass on my military order, gather more people, and find Wang Gui's whereabouts on the battlefield." Those remote corners, those dead people's piles to find them. ”
Han Jie was ordered to leave.
Gu Qing raised his head and took a deep breath.
It was getting late, night was slowly falling, torches had been lit around the battlefield, and the soldiers were still cleaning up.
Overhead, a flock of vultures is hovering low in the sky, patiently waiting for the lucrative feast to come.
Walking alone on the sand dunes, absentmindedly sending away a few generals who had come to report on the aftermath, Gu Qing's mood was depressed and upset.
Unconsciously walked to the west edge of the battlefield, there was still some hot sand, neatly lying on the wounded Tang Dynasty soldiers, dense at a glance can not see the end, more than a dozen military doctors hurriedly treated the soldiers, the soldiers groaned in pain one after another, and some seriously injured soldiers The moans gradually weakened, and then there was no sound, the doctor stepped forward to take a look, then shook his head, a white cloth covered his face, announcing the death of this person.
Gu Qing's heart trembled, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he wanted to turn around and leave, he had seen too much death today, and as a person who went to the battlefield for the first time, his psychology was unbearable at the moment.
However, he still didn't leave after all, he was the boss, he couldn't leave, he couldn't pretend to ignore the life and death of the general.
Slowly stepping forward, Gu Qing decided to face their life and death.
This is a wounded area belonging to the Tang Dynasty soldiers, and it is a seriously injured area. The soldiers lying here were too seriously injured to be transported back to Qiuzi City, and they were not suitable for the bumpy journey, so they could only choose to be treated on the spot.
When it comes to post-war cleanups, this is often the most miserable. In today's medical conditions, serious injuries often mean death, and only a few people rely on physical fitness and luck to survive.
Gu Qing walked slowly into the wounded area, and the doctor with the army was so busy that he didn't even bother to salute Gu Qing.
Gu Qing looked around left and right, trying to do a little favor, bandaging the wounded soldiers or stopping the bleeding, and even saying a few jokes to relieve their pain.
The ears were filled with the painful howls and groans of the wounded soldiers, and some of the severed hands and feet had passed out, and the doctor could not take care of them, and the gurgling blood flowed out along with the wounds that had not stopped.
Gu Qing gritted his teeth, tore off his underwear, and squatted down to bandage a wounded soldier.
The wounded soldier was so painful that his facial features were deformed, and he didn't recognize Gu Qing, he opened his mouth wide and tried to breathe air, and hissing phlegm came out of his throat.
Gu Qing bandaged a wounded soldier, stood up with blood on his hands, looking at the face of the wounded soldier he had just bandaged but slowly turned pale, Gu Qing's heart was gloomy, he knew that this wounded soldier would not survive in fact, and bandaging the wound was nothing more than a kind of self-deception and self-comfort.
Just as he was about to continue bandaging the next one, a weak roar suddenly sounded in his ears, with a slight cry.
"Who...... Who are the people of Tongguan? Tongguan, is there one in Tongguan? Tongguan people who can survive......"
Gu Qing was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly walked in front of the wounded soldier.
The wounded soldier had a fist-sized wound in his abdomen, and he could vaguely see the white bones and slowly wriggling internal organs in the wound, and this person could not survive when he saw it.
Gu Qing held back his grief and said softly: "I'm not from Tongguan, but if you have something unfinished, I can help you do it." ”
The wounded soldier saw the savior, grabbed Gu Qing's hand with all his might, and said intermittently: "I am from Wuxiang, Tongguan...... I have parents and a six-year-old child, and I ...... Please, if there is a pension in the court, it must be ...... Give it to them, tell it, tell your parents, I ...... I ......"
Before he finished speaking, the wounded soldier made a rattle sound in his throat, and then he was speechless.
Gu Qing was still holding his hand and choked up: "I wrote it down, Tongguan Wu Township, I wrote it down, I wrote it down." ”
As if to wake up the seriously injured soldiers around them, several wounded soldiers suddenly shouted weakly.
"Is there a Xianyang? I'm a ...... from Xianyang."
"Is there anyone who helps the wind? Zhang Shilang of Fufeng County, my name is Zhang Shilang......"
"Zhou Daxi, Dongxiang, Lantian County, my name is Zhou Daxi...... How much can I exchange my life for? I must bring it to my wife and children......"
One after another, self-reporting home, one after another, it is difficult to leave.
I know that I have no hope, no one cares about my treatment, what I say and what I think in my heart are all parents, wives and children at home, and they are the last strand of earthly family affection that I can't give up.
Gu Qing's tears flowed down his eyes, he kept nodding his head, and choked up: "Remember, I remember everything, I will tell you, you can rest assured, there will be no less than a penny." ”
Asking for a pen and paper from the military doctor, Gu Qing began to busily run among each seriously injured soldier, carefully recording their last request before dying.
I don't remember how long I was busy, Gu Qing finally remembered all his wishes, and when he turned around to look again, many more lives had quietly disappeared.
Gu Qing folded the paper full of words and put it in his arms very solemnly, and pressed it close to Gu Qing's heart together with the undeliverable note written by Song Gensheng in his arms.
The solitary minister's slugging, the soldier's last wish, these are all questions that Gu Qing has asked this world in this life, and he will take them to find answers.
With heavy footsteps, Gu Qing left the wounded area.
Look up at the dark night sky.
The night sky is full of twinkling stars, densely packed like the Milky Way flowing, beautiful and peaceful.
The joys and sorrows of life and death in the world have nothing to do with these beauties.
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In the second half of the night, the battlefield was almost cleaned, and Gu Qing ordered the barracks to be erected on the spot, especially in the wounded area.
Han Jie came over to report a good news, Wang Gui found it, and he didn't die, but he was not lightly injured, and the whole person was buried in a pile of corpses and almost lost his breath, he was taken out of the pile of dead people by Han Jie.
After Han Jie's report, he sincerely bowed down on one knee to Gu Qing.
"The last generation of all the pro-guard robes Ze Xie Hou Ye's generous kindness, if there is no Hou Ye spent a lot of money to build us in Chang'an, the casualties of the pro-guard robes in today's battle will be greater, and the living pro-guard brothers are deeply grateful to the Hou Ye's great kindness, this grace is like recreating ......"
Gu Qing was in a low mood, and said gloomily: "Okay, those who died in battle have died after all, no matter how hard the plate armor is, it can't save all lives, tell Wang Gui, take good care of your injuries, and let the military clerks immediately get up and report to the high-ranking marshals of Chang'an and Yanqi City......."
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