Xu Yin suddenly said softly: "Poor Kou Mo chase." ”

It's a pity that Zhu Di can't hear it.

Dusk was stunned, "Got a trap?" ”

Xu Yin shook his head, after all, he had followed Xu Huizu for so many years, and he was outside the battlefield, so he had the advantage of being a bystander, and looked into the distance and said: "The retreat of the Tatars is very methodical, and there are cavalry and spare infantry to cover, mainly to go to the cavalry to cover the rain of arrows, it is really a headache, Your Majesty led the troops to chase and kill, at most it will expand a little results." ”

The cavalry of the Tatar cavalry was extremely deterrent.

Dusk was silent.

It is estimated that it will not be long before Zhu Di will return - today's Yumu River will not be the place where Zhu Di is buried, and this time the pro-campaign has just begun.

Looking around, corpses are everywhere.

There are Da Ming children, there are also Tatar men, and there are also some seriously injured people, this battle Da Ming won, is the Ming wounded soldiers in the corpse pile, ushered in life.

And the wounded soldiers of the Tatars, what awaits them is death.

In the era of cold weapons, the victorious side will not capture the wounded soldiers, but will only excitedly make up for the two knives and cut off the head - this is a military achievement, and there are not so many medical resources for the enemy's wounded soldiers.

What to do with captives has always been a big problem on the battlefield.

So why did Bai Qi pit and kill 400,000 soldiers - if he didn't kill them, how many rations would the Qin State have to take to feed them?

Of course, Bai Qikeng's killing of 400,000 Zhao pawns was due to many reasons.

In fact, in the era of thermal weapons, this phenomenon also exists.

In the North African theater during World War II, an Italian army of 10,000 people faced the British armored army of 3,000 people.

The British army is not happy, because there are already a lot of Italian prisoners before, and another 10,000 people have come, and you don't eat, why should my British Empire let you prostitute for nothing.

Besides, it is better to accept surrender than to have a beautiful war of annihilation, so I do not accept surrender.

Italy saw that the British army did not accept surrender, this is looking down on us, where to put our face, so the soldiers were furious.

Beat.

The morale and strength were superior, and the battle strength of the stunned pear was off the charts, and the British army was defeated and retreated.

The funny thing is that after the defeat of the British army, the general of the stunned pear actually found the general of the British army and said, see for yourself, you have been subdued by us, compared with our stupid pear, your combat power is scum, so now you are willing to accept our surrender.

The British were stunned.

Not to mention that the British army is confused, the whole world is confused.

Dusk and Xu Yin, instead of returning to the camp immediately, sat down in the pile of corpses, and waited with some other soldiers to return from the robes that were chasing the Tartars, and some of them who still had the strength to reap the rewards on the battlefield and mend the wounded of the enemy.

Dusk didn't go.

His brain is still running at high speed, and he has to adapt and accept today's experience.

Xu Yin didn't go, and Yu Yanliang didn't go either.

It's not that he doesn't want military exploits, but Zhu Di has a holy decree to protect the dusk, in case there are Tatar soldiers around to cheat the corpse, and take advantage of the dusk to cut him down with a knife, that is, the order is not effective.

It's going to lose its head.

Half an hour later, Zhu Di led the army back.

This great emperor was covered in blood, not only the blood of the enemy, but also his own, and when he returned to the battlefield, he immediately commanded people to clean up the battlefield - at this time, the Tatars would not sneak attack.

This is the unspoken rule of the battlefield throughout the ages - never sneak up on anyone who cleans up the battlefield.

Even siege warfare is the same.

During the siege war, after the defending side repels the enemy army, according to the situation of both sides, if the defending side has the advantage, it will send people to clean up under the city, and the city gate is open at this moment, if the attacking side launches a sneak attack, it is likely to break the city.

But the besieging side won't.

In the same way, if the defending side of the city is at a disadvantage, and the besieging side goes to the city to clean up the corpses, the defending side will not take the opportunity to release cold arrows.

The reason is simple: the plague.

Especially in the summer, if these corpses are not disposed of, the plague breaks out, and both sides have to die.

So it's an ironclad rule.

Zhu Di did not take off his armor and returned to the Chinese army camp, he stood in the battlefield, looked at the soldiers who came and went around him, and said to Ji Gang, Zhuang Jing and Qiu Fu around him: "Quickly count, report to me, and order the cavalry to divide troops to return to the Chinese army camp." ”

Count your own battle losses, and enemy battle losses, and then measure the remaining forces of both sides.

Qiu Fu, Ji Gang, and Zhuang Jing hurriedly went.

Zhu Di walked around at will.

The guards around him were cautious, and whenever they saw a person wearing Tartar armor, whether they were wounded or dead, they would come forward to make up for it - this was not for military merit.

It is to protect His Majesty.

Soldiers come and go, mending knives, cutting heads, collecting nameplates, recording military exploits, and collecting ownerless war horses...... In an orderly manner, the smoke everywhere gradually dissipated.

Between heaven and earth, although there are many sounds, it makes people feel the silence and desolation like death.

Zhu Di has long been accustomed to the battlefield.

Walking and walking, I saw the three of them sitting on the ground at dusk from a distance, my heart moved, and I walked over, and said to the dusk who was obviously a little confused: "Haven't adapted yet?" ”

Dusk was silent for a while, "I'll get used to it." ”

If you want to build an empire you want, war is indispensable, and you can't learn from Huang Guan, Huang Zicheng, Qi Tai and the like, just sit in the court and watch the strings of numbers.

I must have to go to the battlefield countless times.

Of course, unless it is a special case, Dusk is really unwilling to charge again.

Zhu Di smiled.

Walking to Dusk's side, he sat down like this, because he was wearing armor, and after sitting down, he pulled the wound, his face twitched for a while, and asked Dusk, "What do you want to do most now?" ”

Dusk suddenly laughed, and what he said was a bit confusing to the second monk, "At this time, it's good to have a Chinese heart." ”

Watch the sunset.

A heavy puff of cigarette was smoked into the heart and lungs, washing away the sorrow.

What a mood.

Zhu Di was puzzled, didn't care, and said: "Today's things, there will be many ...... in the future" His voice was low, looking at the vast land in the distance under the sunset, and said: "It's so beautiful." ”

I want to ride a horse, walk through the desert north, continue north, and further north!

The territory of the Ming Dynasty should include Siyu.

Dusk looked at Zhu Di's demeanor, and his heart was shaking.

At this moment, Zhu Di is full of the charm of the emperors of the ages, and in him, he sees a future of prosperity and strength of the country and the people at dusk, and a prosperous scenery that makes people full of expectations.

I can assist in governance, but what about territorial expansion?

I can do it!

I don't know why, maybe I was touched by the magnificence of the battlefield, or maybe the soldiers in the distance began to watch in the pile of Beijing - although it was the corpses of tens of millions of people, there was no heart of the Virgin at dusk, and the heart suddenly burst out with pride, and a sense of pride spontaneously arose in my heart, and I got up and looked at this magnificent scene after the war, and thousands of emotions brewed into a song.

"The wolf smoke rises, the rivers and mountains are looked at, the dragon rolls up the horse, and the sword breath is like frost......"

The sound began to rise.

Zhu Di's expression changed greatly, this sentence, this melody, when he went to the edict prison to see the dusk, he heard him sing it once.

The end is majestic!

At this time, I was on the battlefield and heard the song again.

The soldiers on the side also turned their heads at the same time.

Listen intently.

"The heart is like the Yellow River, who can resist each other in the past 20 years, the hatred is crazy and the long knife is going, how many siblings are loyal to the soul and buried in the other country, what a pity to die to serve the family and the country, endure the sigh and be speechless with blood and tears, the horse's hooves go south to look at the north, the people look north to the grass and yellow dust, I am willing to defend the land and reopen the territory, and China wants to let the Quartet come to congratulate."

In the last sentence, the voice was hoarse.

On the desolate sunset battlefield, when this song of loyalty to the country sounded, when the rough and hoarse voice came into the ears, Zhu Di, Xu Yin, Yu Yanliang and the surrounding soldiers, all of them were stunned, and some even drew their swords and raised their heads to the sky and roared.

There seemed to be a general in front of everyone, riding a horse and wearing armor, wearing a big coat, fluttering flags, on the ancient road of yellow dust, drawing his sword and striking, dazzling my Ming.

Deep down, I was stabbed to the soul by this song.

My heart trembled.

Defend the land!

Open the frontier!

Congratulations from all directions!

What a pity to bury your bones elsewhere!

Zhu Di got up, looked at the Jingguan in the distance with Tatar corpses and heads about to pile up, laughed, the sound shook the sky, straight into the blue sky, I, Zhu Di, should fight for this all my life, and die without being worthy of the king.

Pro-recruitment.

Northward.

Continue north!

Zhu Di's majestic figure reflects the afterglow of the sunset, at this moment, he is the famous Yongle, he is the emperor who will lead the Ming Dynasty to a new future.

Countless soldiers knelt down and shouted long live.

In the distance, the view of Beijing is full of tragedy.

The picture is frozen in the long river of history, illuminating for thousands of years.

Dusk and Zhu Di stood side by side, looking at the king beside him, tears in their eyes.

Daming, please thrive.

Zhu Di patted Dusk on the shoulder, between the monarch and the minister, there is no longer any need for language.

This song should be my Ming war song!