Chapter 40: The Battle of the Li Nationality (2)
Now Doru feels that his battle-hardened old fox seems to have become a child in Lin Tian's eyes, this feeling makes Doru really uncomfortable, the other party is obviously a young man, how can he have such a scheming. Doru knew that he was careless, and looking at the battle situation in front of him, he was afraid that it would be hopeless to attack the wooden wall, so he decisively gave the order to retreat. The fierce ghost soldiers who were attacking heard the order to retreat and now fled backwards like a tide, and these recruits had to advance under the coercion of the warlord when they attacked, and now when they heard the call to retreat, they retreated decisively as if they were about to be amnesty.
Seeing the enemy retreating like a tide, Lin Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief. In Lin Tian's view, the first wave of engagement was crucial, and now that the enemy had suffered a major setback and his morale had plummeted, he could finally breathe. After Doru collected his troops, Albugu in the north also retreated, in fact, Albugu had already been blinded by the desire to retreat.
After the enemy retreated, Lin Tian hurriedly arranged to clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded and other related matters, and then Lin Tian learned that the situation on the battlefield in the north was tragic and Baturu was heavily damaged. Lin Tian rushed to the northern battlefield, still some distance away, Lin Tian smelled a strong smell of blood, when he arrived at the northern wooden wall, he saw that the blood soaked through the wooden wall, and the ground was even dark red, and there were many people cleaning up the corpses at this time, Lin Tian's heart was extremely heavy at the moment.
With a heavy heart, he came to the place where Balutu was placed, and Fang Hao and several patriarchs were also outside the tent, and they were all more or less injured. Seeing Lin Tian coming over, they all shouted the leader. Although Lin Tian is everyone's head, he has no title, and he has not let everyone call himself many times. However, with Lin Tian's performance again and again, he is their leader in everyone's hearts, and he respects him from the bottom of his heart, and he is their well-deserved leader.
Lin Tian simply said with a heavy heart that he had worked hard, everything was in plain sight, an expression, a word, could comfort this group of like-minded warriors. "Barutu, how's it going?" Lin Tian looked at Fang Hao and asked the other party.
"The situation is not very good, there are injuries all over the body, but the most serious is a wound in the abdomen, the patriarch of the Li tribe and several doctors from other tribes have already entered."
"As long as it doesn't hurt the vital point, it should be fine."
"I hope so."
After a while, the old man in the tent walked out, "Fortunately, Barutu didn't hit the organ with a knife in the abdomen, and the wounds were all stitched up. He's in a coma and he's so badly injured, you can go in and see him. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and happily walked into the tent. Lin Tian, who was also about to enter the tent, was pulled by the clan elder, and Lin Tian stopped. After everyone walked into the tent, Lin Tian saw the clan elder who wanted to speak and stopped, "Clan elder, is there any other situation?" The clan elder nodded slightly, and his mood was not too high. After Fang Hao walked into the tent, he didn't go over to visit Baturu, but stopped at the door, listening to the conversation outside, Lin Tian was kept by the clan elder, and was noticed by Fang Hao, Fang Hao clearly felt that the clan always had some bad news to Lin Tian.
Lin Tian's heart tightened, looking at the expression of the clan elder, it was obvious that there was a very difficult problem. "What the hell is going on?" Lin Tian opened his mouth to ask the clan elder, the clan elder paused, and said softly: "His injuries are too serious, although the wounds are all stitched up, but if the wound becomes inflamed, then my life may not be saved." ”
Lin Tian was puzzled, isn't there an anti-inflammatory herb in the clan? "Don't we have anti-inflammatory herbs?" The clan elder shook his head and said: "The anti-inflammatory herbs in our clan have no problem with ordinary minor injuries, this kind of wound that penetrates deep into the abdomen, the general medicinal herbs are not enough, and after this battle, I am afraid that the anti-inflammatory herbs will also be exhausted, alas! ”
Lin Tian thought to himself, and there will be wounded in the future, and there will be no anti-inflammatory herbs in the future. "Looks like it's time to take a trip to Wuheng."
"I'll go."
Lin Tian, who had just finished speaking, suddenly saw Fang Hao walking out of the tent and said to Lin Tian, "Wuheng, I'll go." ”
"No, it's more appropriate for me to go to Wuheng, I'm more familiar with that side, and Wuheng doesn't know you over there, so you can guard the camp for me, and you'll be back in a day or two."
After Lin Tian finished speaking very firmly, he walked into the tent to visit Barutu, and saw that Barutu was wrapped in coarse strips of cloth and bandages, wrapped like a zongzi. Although the wound had been wrapped, Lin Tianneng could tell from this that Balutu must have wounds all over his body, and Lin Tian was very worried and could even be said to be distressed. Fang Hao, who followed up, whispered on the side: "We fought a bloody battle with the other party, and Balutu has been standing on the camp wall, blocking the enemy, without taking a step back, without him, it will be difficult for us to defend at all." The other people in the tent to the north had a heartfelt admiration for Barutu in their eyes, and his bravery completely conquered the people.
Lin Tian admired such a loyal warrior even more in his heart, but Lin Tian knew that the danger had not been lifted, so he ordered the others to go back and clean up the battlefield and do a good job of cleaning up the aftermath.
After losing the first battle, Doru returned to the station, and he was depressed all the time, and when he saw Albugu, who had also returned with melancholy, Doru was even more depressed. Albu stood by in a solid way, and at this moment he knew that he must not touch the other person's brow, otherwise he would be a punching bag. After a long time, Doru sighed and asked listlessly, "How many people have been lost." Albugu looked up at Doru and saw that the other party was still bowing his head, "We probably lost more than four hundred men, and many wounded. ”
Hearing this, Doru raised his head violently, "What? Seeing Doru's shocked reaction, Albugu hurriedly excused himself: "They scalded many of us with boiling water, so that many soldiers lost their combat strength, and then they let some of us go up to the wall, and fought with our soldiers on the wall, we didn't dare to put arrows on the wall, but the enemy on the wall kept pouring boiling water on us, and one of the other side was too brave, we couldn't stop it at all, and a group of people who went up would die." ”
"Hmph, two thousand people can't even take a few hundred." Doru was dissatisfied, Albugu said, Albugu didn't dare to fight back, thinking to himself, didn't you ask me to feint? You didn't let me fight the other side, you planted your own heels, and now it's my fault.
"In this way, we have less than 2,000 combat forces at our disposal."
Albugu said cautiously: "The other side also suffered heavy casualties. ”
"Hmph, you've forgotten how many people are in the camp, have you? They can be all soldiers, and they are soldiers when they take up arms, and do we still have soldiers? ”
Albugu was silent, this is indeed the case, the other party can be fully armed at any time, and no one will be afraid in a life-and-death battle.
After thinking for a while, Doru continued: "Go and give the order, the garrison will be moved to the northeast slope mountain, which is where you used to be stationed, this time you must make a good sentry post, go down and make arrangements." ”
Doru waved his hand and motioned for Albugu to go down. Doru sat alone at the table, pondering for a long time.