Chapter Eighty-One: The Soaking Corpse
"Wow!" Han Shou followed and climbed up the stone pile, and before he could say anything after seeing the scene in the valley, he lay on the stone pile and vomited.
"Damn, Lao Han, I have led the army for so many years, and I have never seen such a disgusting scene, and I will not eat meat in the future!"
In the valley, the cracks in the stone piles have been blocked by the broken corpses, the rainwater cannot flow out, it is all stored in it, and the corpses that have not been burned are soaked in the rainwater, and a scorching smell with moisture, mixed with the smell of half-baked blood, accumulates in the valley.
"General Han, take someone to move the stones, release the water inside, and bring some tung oil back to the city, these corpses must be burned, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." Yu Wenzhe turned his head, looked at the pale Han Shoujiang, and said with an unusually solemn voice.
"Brother Lin, you can't burn it, the heavens were angry just now, these 150,000 people died under the flames, it is already miserable, if you set another fire, I'm afraid it will ......" Han Shoujiang hesitated, the fear in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.
"Cruel? Aren't the Turks cruel when they kill my people in the Tang Dynasty, why don't God be angry with them, heaven and earth are not kind, I will go against the sky, you, as the defender of Yinchuan City, should understand what kind of consequences these corpses will cause if they become like this, if the plague is triggered, the entire northwest of the Tang Dynasty will be finished, and even all the territories of the Tang Dynasty will be affected! ”
Yu Wenzhe suddenly erupted into a burst of violent killing intent, there are too many disasters caused by war in history, and even more people die directly than because of war each time, in ancient times when medical conditions were poor, the plague represented irreversible death, and the most effective way to solve the plague was to isolate a region, so that after the people inside died, the plague would naturally dissipate.
Originally, Yu Wenzhe had already considered the problem of corpses after the war, but because of the use of fire, the corpses were burned into charcoal by the fire, and there were no such concerns, but unfortunately the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, there was never such a perfect thing in this world, and this sudden heavy rain drew an imperfect end to this battle.
"Brother Lin, let's go back to the city first, let General Li decide, okay? And there is no tung oil in Yinchuan City, and we use it all. General Han's eyes were a little evasive, and he said in embarrassment.
"Alright then, hurry back as fast as possible, and I'll explain to General Li in person!" Yu Wenzhe stared at Han Shoujiang for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly, climbed down on the stone pile, took a war horse left by the Turks, and galloped towards Yinchuan City.
The ancients were ignorant and feared the heavens, earth, ghosts and gods, Yu Wenzhe looked at General Han's frightened appearance and knew that it was impossible to get him to order these corpses to be burned again, but now that it was summer, the humid and hot temperature, coupled with so many corpses soaked in rain, would not take long to breed a large number of bacteria and viruses, if not dealt with as soon as possible, the consequences would be unimaginable.
When Yu Wenzhe was returning to the city, he happened to meet Lin Ping, who rushed over to greet him, Lin Ping looked at Yu Wenzhe's serious expression, although he didn't know what was going on, but he didn't ask much, he followed Yu Wenzhe silently, and his heart began to fluctuate.
"Uncle Lin, I'll go see General Li, go and see if you can find some tung oil." It wasn't until he reached the gate of Yinchuan City that Yuwen Zhe stopped and said in a heavy voice.
"Tung oil? Okay, I'll take a look and let you know as soon as I find it. Although Lin Ping was puzzled in his heart, he didn't waste time asking the reason, Yu Wenzhe would not make such a request out of thin air, and he would not show such an expression after the victory, so Lin Ping knew that something unexpected must have happened.
The atmosphere in Yinchuan City did not appear to be relaxed at all because of this victory, the city wall was full of guards, after all, the Turks still had nearly thousands of remnants of troops, although the possibility of attacking again was very small, but it could not be guarded, which also showed the rigor of Li Jing's troops from the side.
The patrolling soldiers shuttled back and forth in the city, and this battle wiped out nearly 150,000 Turkic troops, but the defenders of Yinchuan also suffered heavy casualties, with nearly three-quarters of the soldiers killed and wounded, and each surviving soldier had a proud and sad look on his face, and these two contradictory looks were so naturally presented.
Yu Wenzhe was in no mood to pay attention to these, he rode directly to the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, Li Yexu was guarding the gate, his eyes lit up after seeing Yu Wenzhe's figure, and he immediately stepped forward, "Brother Lin, you are back, my grandfather has been waiting for you, come with me!" ”
"What? General Lee wasn't in there? ”
"Grandpa is writing a military newspaper in the study, and he instructed that as soon as Brother Lin comes back, he will take you to see him." Li Yexu took the reins of the war horse and said flatteringly.
"Okay, I'll go over right away!" Yu Wenzhe walked directly towards the City Lord's Mansion, he put all his energy on the corpse in the gourd valley, and did not find the trace of fear hidden in Li Yexu's sight when he was looking at him.
"Brother Lin, wait for me!" Li Yexu looked at Yu Wenzhe's back, shook his head violently, forcibly dispelled the fear in his heart, and chased after him.
The study of the Castle Lord's Mansion.
Li Jing stood next to the bookcase, burying his head in writing, the snow-white rice paper was covered with square men, until the sound of footsteps sounded, Li Jing was stunned for a moment, and then showed a happy smile.
"Dututu, grandpa, Brother Ringo is here." Soon, with the sound of knocking on the door, Li Yexu's voice sounded outside the door.
"Come on in, I've been waiting for a long time."
Yu Wenzhe glanced at Li Yexu in surprise, he didn't expect Li Yexu to be so polite. Then he pushed open the wooden door of the study, he saw the brush in Li Jing's hand, and his heart was in a trance, as if he had returned to the early morning of Cao's mansion, he pushed open the wooden door of the study, and saw the moment when Cao Ming put down the brush in his hand.
"Zhe'er, you wait a while, this military report is about to be finished, and the old man will definitely ask for credit for you." Li Jing looked at Yu Wenzhe in front of him, didn't notice Yu Wenzhe's expression, and said.
"General, just ask for credit, I'm just a common person living in Helan Mountain, I can't afford it, and I don't want to take so much credit." Yu Wenzhe shook his head and said very seriously.
"Are you serious? That's a lot of work! Li Jing looked at Yu Wenzhe's expression in disbelief and said.
"Now there is a 100,000 urgent matter that still needs the support of the general, a heavy rain suddenly fell in Hulu Valley, hundreds of thousands of unburned corpses were soaked in the rain, if it is not dealt with as soon as possible, something will definitely happen! However, General Han Shou was worried about the wrath of the heavens and did not dare to set fire again, so please ask the general to give an order! Yu Wenzhe did not answer Li Jing's words positively, but asked very seriously.
"Since ancient times, it is easy to cause epidemics after war, Zhe'er, your worries are very right, so let's let karma pass on my military order, burn those corpses, if there is really a wrath, let the old man bear it!"