Chapter Seventy-Seven: The End

The war is over, and night falls.

Zhang Xuan had a feeling that this day was the longest day he had ever sprought.

And the end of the war does not mean that things are over.

Now Zhang Xuan understands one thing, in fact, the real war, unless it is a protracted siege such as the siege of Kaifeng City, other major wars, that is, a hammer deal, the real troublesome things are before and after the war.

All kinds of preparations before the war, and all kinds of finishing things after the war.

Zhang Xuan began to clean up the battlefield.

Collecting the corpses, rescuing the wounded, counting the casualties, and cleaning up the corpses of officers and soldiers all had to be done by Zhang Xuan's department

Who told the camp to fail so badly, and to run back and forth, too tired.

And in Cao's camp, how can they let their horse team do such a thing as cleaning the battlefield, it has always been a matter of foot soldiers, and Zhang Xuan is the only foot soldier on the battlefield.

However, this is also a fat gap.

Although horses, armor, weapons, and silver all need to be surrendered. But the problem is that these officers and soldiers are not nothing but horses, armor, and weapons. A large sum of silver, military salaries and anything can't be kept, but the things that are found from the corpse will not be taken care of, and they can be regarded as benefits for Zhang Xuan's department.

It's just that this benefit didn't last long.

Not long after the end of the battle, the men and horses of the camp came under the leadership of Li Xin.

Zhang Xuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the entire battlefield is more than ten miles long, and there are not a few corpses that fell to the ground along the way. If it weren't for the fact that these soldiers all had the heart to die. Zhang Xuan is afraid that he will not be able to withstand today's battle if he thinks about it now.

Zhang Xuan ordered the whole army to trim.

Although Zhang Xuan's subordinates stopped and began to practice, on the battlefield, there were still countless torches, and bonfires, spread out little by little, reflecting the starry sky above his head. This is someone cleaning the battlefield overnight, and some are rescuing the wounded and even sending out outposts. made Zhang Xuan forget about Bai Ritachi's bloodshed for a while.

"Where is Zhou Fuchen?" Zhang Xuan asked Zhao Yuanhaidao.

Zhao Yuanhai said: "Rest in the camp. ”

"Let's take a look." Zhang Xuan said.

The things of the day have always been like a thorn in Zhang Xuan's heart.

The road was not far away, and Zhang Xuan came to the camp.

It is said to be a camp, but it is actually an open field.

Because Zhang Xuan moved forward lightly, it can be said that he gave up everything he could give up, and now it is also early autumn, and there is a lot of chill at night, countless soldiers are leaning together, around a bonfire, most of them are resting. But not

Not everyone can fall asleep.

Zhang Xuan walked silently to the side, listening to the sound of these soldiers quietly talking, grinding their teeth, snoring, and crying.

Where Zhang Xuan heard the cry, he heard a faintly suppressed voice, and said in a low voice: "Brother---"

"My lord, do you need me to take him down?" Zhao Yuanhai said.

"Did he break military law?" Zhang Xuan asked.

"But ---," Zhao Yuanhai said.

There is no such article in the military law formulated by Zhang Xuan, but allowing him to cry here will affect the morale of the army. Zhang Xuan's losses in this battle were not shallow. There are even more than half of the troops lost, Zhang Xuan's recruitment is concentrated in a certain place, and many people in the same army are related to each other and have blood relations.

With so many dead, if the cry spreads, I'm afraid there will be war-weariness in the army.

"Let him cry, don't people even have the right to cry when they die?" Zhang Xuan said. He secretly said in his heart: "Anyway, after this big war, I should have a period of time to repair, and I don't have to fight." ”

After a while, Zhang Xuan came to Zhou Fuchen's side.

Zhou Fuchen didn't notice that Zhang Xuan was coming, he was lying on his side on the ground, not daring to move, and when he moved slightly, he frowned, gritted his teeth and snorted, obviously these fifty whips made Zhou Fuchen's injuries not light.

"Does it hurt?" Zhang Xuan said.

Zhou Fuchen found out that Zhang Xuan was coming, and immediately prepared to get up, but the action was big, affecting the wounds on his body, and his face suddenly wrinkled, and tears rolled in his eyes. It seems like it's going to flow down at any moment.

"He's still a kid." Zhang Xuan felt a little unbearable in his heart, at the age of Zhou Fuchen in later generations, he was at most in high school, but now Zhou Fuchen is already rolling on the battlefield.

"No need to get up." Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand, took a porcelain vase from the guard next to him, and said, "Take off your shirt." ”

"Yes." Zhou Fuchen took off his shirt extremely carefully, revealing a bloody back, some places had been stuck with the clothes, and it hurt when he picked it up, so that Zhou Fuchen had to be careful.

Zhao Yuanhai leaned the torch closer and illuminated it.

Zhang Xuan also sat behind Zhou Fuchen, carefully opened the red stopper of the porcelain bottle, and said, "You too, you've been by my side for a while, don't you know what to do?" made such a thing, I didn't have time to ask in detail at the time, let's talk about it, what is going on with Liao Da? ”

Zhang Xuan said as he poured some white medicinal powder on his hand.

"My lord, Liao Da also made a sudden decision at that time. I objected. It's just that I can't compete with him, and I thought at the time, now that the officers and soldiers are rushing over, one of me and him must be subdued. Otherwise, it's not a good thing, you don't speak, above the battle array, the worst decision is better than hesitation, ah-----" Zhang Xuan sprinkled the medicinal powder on Zhou Fuchen's back, and Zhou Fuchen suddenly hurt

It was so bad, his hands were clenched into fists, and he gritted his teeth hard, but in his throat, he couldn't help but shout.

"So, how much do you still think about the big picture?" Zhang Xuan asked while giving Zhou Fuchen medicine, "What does Liao Da think?" Let's keep it well, what do you have to do? ”

Zhou Fuchen gasped a few times, calmed the pain in his body, and said, "Liao Da, he wants to die." His family died in Kaifeng City, he couldn't sleep every day, there were not many soldiers like him, and he couldn't see any hope, he felt that sooner or later he would die in the troubled times, it was better to die early, and pull the officers and soldiers to accompany the burial. ”

Zhang Xuan's hand slammed suddenly, and there were several gloom in his eyes.

Some people are better off alive than dead, and most of these people who survived from Kaifeng City are like this.

Now, it may be said that it is a mental illness.

Most of them are ordinary people who do their duty, and they have families and children in Kaifeng City. But a flood swept away all the efforts of them, and even their ancestors, and they were penniless, and they were left in the midst of thieves, and they had to go into battle to kill the enemy in order to survive.

In this cruel world, there is not even a little hope left for them.

At this time, death may not be a punishment for them, but a relief.

"I shouldn't have allowed these soldiers to gather." Zhang Xuan reflected in his heart: "I should have placed them separately, these people gathered together, and they could only repeatedly remind them of the pain of the Kaifeng flood." In the end, there is this ending. ”

However, most of Zhang Xuan's subordinates gathered together by their origins, such as Wang Jincai's Baoding people, Cao Zongyu's Linying people, and so on. Placing Kaifeng people together is Zhang Xuan's rule.

"Alright." After Zhang Xuan gave Zhou Fuchen the medicine, he ordered a personal soldier to bandage Zhou Fuchen and said, "Tomorrow, you will go to the back camp." ”

"Your Excellency." Zhou Fuchen was taken aback and said, "You can beat me with another fifty lashes, and I won't go to the back camp." ”

Zhou Fuchen has been by Zhang Xuan's side, but how can he not know what the back camp is, it is just some old, weak, sick and disabled, doing some dirty work. He didn't want to go.

"You're young, and you've read. There were also wars. Zhang Xuan said: "In the back camp, work hard, you can go to Zheng Lian where to borrow books, and you can read my collection." Even if you want to lead troops in the future, you can read more about the art of war. When you grow up, I'll have you for myself. ”

"My lord, I've grown up, and I have children when I'm so old in Nanyang." Zhou Fuchen was not angry.

"Huh." Zhang Xuan smiled: "Only children say that they have grown up. Well, let's not talk about it, it's settled. ”

"I will also send all those Kaifeng people to the back camp." Zhang Xuan secretly said in his heart: "Anyway, leave some blood for the people in Kaifeng City." I just want my men to survive, not die. ”

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