The cry was miserable and sad, Zhang Xiaowu also closed his eyes and sighed, he saw many women who had lost their second husbands, their wounded hearts had just been warmed by a Saibei man, but they had once again suffered the pain of loss, he could imagine how huge the blow was.

"Wen Ruyu, Li Chuncheng."

"The subordinates are here."

"Today, the baggage battalion and the security battalion will keep vigil, and all the soldiers of the city defense battalion, the garrison battalion, the scout battalion, and the pro-guard battalion will be locked up, and they will take off their bloody clothes, and they will take a bath first, then they will eat enough, and then they will drink enough, and finally they will go to sleep, and they will sleep until tomorrow." Zhang Xiaowu ordered his generals, he patted Wu Song's shoulder, and said, "All statistics, all work, everything is handed over to you." ”

Wu Song nodded heavily, and shouted in an unprecedentedly swear language: "Everyone, fucking busy for me!" Where is the Tiger Battalion, optimistic about the captives, who dares to move, stab them to death for me, do you hear? ”

"Whoa." Patches of immature voices rang out.

When Zhang Xiaowu went back, the woman in the house was scared enough, Yuan Wanqiu even hid behind the screen and didn't dare to look at him, but Mang Chong hurriedly stepped forward to help him take off his armor, and saw that his shoulder was injured, so he held back his tears and said, "My lord, I'll bandage you." ”

Zhang Xiaowu looked at his shoulder and realized that he was injured, and he ordered: "Go and get some spirits, boil them, and let them cool for me." ”

Mangzhong was about to go to warm the wine, but Yuan Wanqiu hurriedly said that I would come, so I went to warm the wine.

He took a hot bath, washed off all the blood, and put on brand new clothes. In fact, this fight had little impact on him, he had killed a lot of people, and there were only about thirty enemies who died in his hands today, which was not much. However, he found that the defenders of Mucheng did not have the same strong and tenacious nerves as him, and many soldiers were a little stunned in the end, even killing prisoners, but fortunately, the Uzi people had no will to resist, and the battle stopped in time.

This is battlefield syndrome, some people say that Easterners are naturally more stress-resistant than Westerners, and rarely suffer from battlefield syndrome, but in fact, Easterners are not much more tenacious than Westerners, and many people still lose themselves. Zhang Xiaowu locked up everyone's weapons, because he was afraid that the camp would be roared after this battle.

He ate noodles as usual, drank wine, and ate three stewed lamb chops, and today's lamb chops tasted very good, much stronger than in the past. Zhang Xiaowu asked Mangzhong if the chef in the house had learned a new skill, and Mangzhong pouted and said, "It was made by Miss Qiu." ”

Zhang Xiaowu smiled: "Let Miss Qiu come over." ”

Yuan Wanqiu walked over with light steps, her head bowed, and she looked soft and weak, as if she was like a water lotus in a pond.

Mang Chong pouted disdainfully on the side, and said in his heart: "I can really pretend." ”

Zhang Xiaowu asked, "Is your stew of pork ribs your craft?" ”

Yuan Wanqiu said timidly: "It's my family's craft, my grandmother said, I won't be a young lady in the future, I'm a maid, I must learn this craft." At the beginning, my Ah Weng and Grandpa liked this way of eating, and my grandma found someone to learn it, gave it to my aunt, and now it is handed over to me. I don't know if you like it or not, this is a dish in the palace, called Pleasant Goat Harvest. ”

Zhang Xiaowu laughed: "The name of this dish is also festive, isn't it because you are catering to my Mucheng Army's victory today?" ”

Yuan Wanqiu pursed her lips and smiled: "I can't escape the eyes of the city lord. ”

"This dish is timely and delicious, I really don't know how to reward you, your seven exquisite hearts are interesting." Zhang Xiaowu burped, and couldn't help laughing when he looked at Mangzhong who was still angry, he didn't care about the ingenuity of these little daughters, he was not Zhang Tielin, when an emperor cared about the harem all day long, besides, these two were just maids.

It was still bright, and he was really worried that the soldiers would not be able to speak, so he re-leathered his armor and returned to the barracks to inspect the soldiers.

Like him, many soldiers were also unable to rest, and after nine days of intense fighting, it was rare not to hear the enemy's shouts of killing, nor to hear the sound of urgent gongs, but many soldiers reacted nervously. However, there are also some soldiers who are asleep, completely oblivious to external influences, and seem to have no heart or lungs, but when the gong sounds, these soldiers react more quickly than others.

Zhang Xiaowu used to inspect the camp after the battle, looking at the team of 26 people in the past, some lacked one or two people, some lacked three or four people, and everyone tacitly agreed not to mention them. He couldn't help sighing, since ancient times, a few people have been fighting back, and the success of the first battle has withered, and success also means sacrifice. This was the first battle since the wooden castle was founded, and for many people, it was also their first battle. But after this battle, many people are no longer recruits, they have seen blood, experienced life and death, and experienced despair, so that soldiers can grow.

After inspecting one military camp after another, it was late at night, he came to the city gate tower, and saw a bonfire rising in the Uzi camp in the distance, and the soldiers of the baggage battalion and some of the people in the city were packing up and putting the corpses in the Uzi barracks, and the soldiers guarding the city were the former security camps, that is, the soldiers in charge of security in the city. They looked at it from a distance, their expressions were complicated, and when they saw the garrison envoy Zhang Xiaowu coming, they all got up and saluted.

Zhang Tongming came over with a few subordinates and said respectfully: "My lord, everything is fine in the city defense and the inner city, although there are few soldiers defending the city, they are conscientious. ”

"You've been working hard these days."

"Yes, we don't work as hard as they do." Zhang Tongming said.

Zhang Xiaowu asked about the situation of the prisoners of war, and Zhang Tongming said that the prisoners of war were guarded by Li Chuncheng and some wounded soldiers, veterans, and boy scouts, and that some prisoners of war were killed because of abnormal movements.

"How many?"

"A dozen, not many, the Uzi are still very honest after the defeat."

In fact, on the first night after the battle, no one could sleep well, this was not the end of the war, maybe it was the beginning of the war. Zhang Xiaowu only slept in a hurry in the garrison mansion for an hour, and in the morning he held a piece of cake in his mouth and handled official business with the sergeants. Zhang Xiaowu sent Hu Sanwan's shadow battalion back to the Central Plains early in the morning to marry some silver back as a reward, since the soldiers are brave, they should be given some rewards, otherwise it will chill everyone's hearts. He is not a greedy man for money, the money is to be used in his hands, and he is absolutely not stingy in rewarding soldiers and compensating for casualties.

Usong and Guanzuo reported to him the statistics, and captured 8,736 Uzi soldiers, not more than 10,000 people roughly counted last night, but 17 were killed by Li Chuncheng last night, and 6 were found to be seriously wounded and killed in the morning, so there were still 8,713 people, and these prisoners of war did not know what to do.

"Temporary detention." Zhang Xiaowu said, "Then report to the military department, ask for support, and ask about the disposal of prisoners of war." ”

"Okay." Wu Song assigned tasks to several clerks on the side.

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