He opened his eyes and found that there was a mixture of light and shadow, the first thing that caught his eye was the dark sky, and there were people talking around him, and his face was illuminated by the flickering firelight, which looked a little hideous.

"I'm not dead?"

"Yo, dude awake? You're not dead. ”

"Uh... Give me a hand...."

He struggled to sit up, and found himself lying in a carriage with several wounded soldiers sitting next to him, and several soldiers who were walking outside the carriage, looking at him fixedly.

Mai Tiezhu only felt that his head was very painful, reached out to touch it, and found that his head had been bandaged with cloth, and was about to ask the wounded soldier next to him, only to see the other party nodding to him, everything was silent.

He didn't die, he survived, his whole body was wounded, but he was fine, his hands and feet were still there, and there were a lot of fingers.

It was already dark, half an hour had passed since the end of the battle, that is, the time of two incense sticks, of course, their own side had repelled the strong enemy, and today's bloody battle was victorious.

The wounded soldiers walked slowly back to Chai Village, and the more seriously injured were carried back by carriages, and now the wind and snow are blowing, and they can't stay in the field for a long time, otherwise it will be bad if the injuries worsen.

"Dude, you better lie down, it's not a trivial matter to hurt your head."

"It's okay, my life is big, I won't die if I don't die on the spot..."

Mai Tiezhu struggled to get out of the car, giving up his position to the other wounded soldiers, but was persuaded by the accompanying soldiers: "Come on, man, your head is almost open, sit well, don't toss your head so much that it is really open, how can it be good?" ”

"Hey, as soon as I lay in the car, I felt like I was being taken away..."

"Swearing, this is!" Several wounded soldiers laughed and scolded, they were not so hypocritical, and they could not listen to the slightest unlucky words.

Mai Tiezhu smiled "hehe", he has always been not afraid of death, but he still sat in the car honestly, and tightened the cloak that was originally covered on his body, it was already night, and it was cold, which really made him a little unbearable.

As far as the eye can see, a long procession is marching towards Shibamura, and although the final decisive battle site is not far from Shibamura, there are corpses everywhere along the way, both human and horse.

This is the case in the near distance, and it is also the same in the distance, looking around, there is a mess, all kinds of dead corpses, lying in the field, many soldiers in groups of three, gathering the remains of their comrades, cleaning the battlefield by the way.

By the way, I will give the enemy soldiers who have not lost their breath but will not live long a pleasure.

In today's bloody battle, from morning to evening, after being extremely excited, Mai Tiecane only felt weak, thinking of his fallen comrades, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, and then asked:

"How many casualties have were?"

"Who knows, there are dead people everywhere, and the specific number of casualties has to be known to the generals." A wounded soldier said, but his tone was not so heavy: "Don't worry, many people have become bloody, and after stripping off their armor, they are all skin wounds, struggling to get up, so that they can stand on their own." ”

"Oh, the armor we're wearing is a little heavier, but the quality is really good, isn't it? It's good to be shot as a hedgehog. ”

"It's useless to be hit by a horse and have armor...... My team suffered more than five percent casualties.... Alas, maybe there are more than 20% casualties in the whole army..."

The Hulin Army taught the soldiers to read and write, so everyone's basic arithmetic level is good, and the strength of the headquarters of this battle is more than 4,000, if there are more than 20% casualties, it is at least more than 800 comrades killed and wounded.

It's a little miserable, but it's not to the point of breaking the muscles and bones, this topic is a bit heavy, but everyone is not depressed.

Since they came to join the army, it was the Tiger Forest Army that they voted for, and the soldiers had already figured it out, playing with their lives on the battlefield, dying without resentment, and continuing to find ways to make military merits when they were alive, anyway, the dead and disabled soldiers will have enough pensions, and their families will be properly settled, and it is not interesting to think about those unhappy things.

The carriage soon drove into Chai Village, where there were also large corpses on the outskirts of the village, and many soldiers were vigilantly watching outside with bows and arrows to prevent someone from sneaking up at night.

Most of the enemy troops are cavalry, they can flee quickly, and they can quickly turn around and rush over, although they have won a great victory today, but no one can guarantee that among those scattered cavalry, there are those who have taken risks and turned back to carry out a sneak attack.

Wind and snow, there are many young people lit torches to converge the antlers, the corpse next to the horse, although it is freezing like today, the corpse is not so quickly decomposed, but it is not a matter to pile it outside the village, in case someone touches it at night, lying on the ground and pretending to be a corpse, it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity, so the corpse must be carried away.

By the way, take off the armor, pack up the weapons that can be used, and even the boots on your feet have to be 'recycled'.

Of course, the dead man's things are unlucky, but they are not so particular on the battlefield, and most of the boots worn by the cavalry are good, and they are not afraid of frostbite when they wear them on their feet, and the valuable things on these dead ...

The officers and soldiers said that the armor and weapons should be handed over, and the other items, whoever collects the corpse, the contents on the corpse belong to whom.

With such benefits, the young men of the army were full of energy, even if many of them had never seen a dead person and were dizzy at the sight of blood, they still had the courage to collect the corpses, and there were soldiers at intervals to supervise them, so that no enemy soldiers would pretend to be dead and suddenly attack.

Mai Tiezhu looked at the scene of collecting the corpse, and suddenly thought that if he fell on the battlefield, would he also be stripped of his armor, take off his boots, and sweep away valuable things?

Then they were carried to a big pit and buried, or were they just exposed to the wilderness, gnawed by wild beasts until only a white skeleton remained?

The scene was a bit bleak, but the rod didn't care.

A manly man, dying on the battlefield is a vigorous death, if he is lying on the sickbed with a yellow face, dying, full of the smell of herbs, and finally choked to death by phlegm, how ugly would it be?

The carriage entered Chai Village, looking at the noisy camp, and Mai Tiezhu suddenly remembered something: "By the way, the commander of the enemy army... That is, what happened to the adulterous appearance? ”

Several wounded soldiers in the same car sighed when they heard this: "Ouch, don't mention it, we were deceived today!" ”

"Huh?"

。。。。。。

In Chai Village, in the camp tent, Tian Zhengyue was talking with He Ruobi, as the chief general of their respective armies, they did not need to deal with complicated military affairs, and the two were discussing the battle situation at this time.

As a bait, the Hulin Army successfully lured the snake out of the hole, but the snake was too big, and He Ruobi, as a roundabout cavalry, actually failed to predict the expected sneak attack, but it accidentally touched the back of the enemy's main formation.

"Thanks to General He Ruo's quick wisdom and use a dummy head to make the enemy's army confused, otherwise, with the opponent's superiority in strength, once concentrated to counterattack, I am afraid that more than half of our army's casualties will be lost, and today is a miserable draw."

Tian Zhengyue's praise contained a little helplessness, he really thought that Wei Chidun was beheaded by He Ruobi, which can be described as ecstatic, but in the end it turned out to be fake.

"Soldiers don't get tired of cheating..."

He Ruobi smiled, at that time, he was in a hurry, bluffing a large number of enemy soldiers into thinking that the commander of the commander was killed, and then the army was in turmoil, and was rushed by his own cavalry, and was instantly defeated.

But there is a premise for this, that is, his own strength must be in place, He Ruobi carefully looked at the battlefield and saw the corpses all over the ground, and couldn't help but sincerely admire the performance of the Tiger Forest Army.

Besieged by so many cavalry, from morning to afternoon, withstood countless charges, not only did not collapse, but took the initiative to attack the enemy's own position, not the enemy came to collect their corpses, but they collected the corpses of the enemy.

According to preliminary statistics, the Hulin Army, which had a strength of more than 4,000 troops, suffered nearly 1,000 casualties in this battle, which was considered to be a wound and flesh and blood, but it did not hurt the muscles and bones.

The average army collapsed with casualties on the battlefield in two folds, let alone withstood the repeated onslaught of the enemy's cavalry, and he had never seen such a stubborn infantry in his decades of fighting.

The soldiers are so tenacious, and it is normal for Yu Wenwen, who has trained this army, to be able to hold the lonely city for several months without losing.

He Ruobi has an exact understanding of the strength of Xiyang Wang Yuwenwen, but he sighs with emotion, how to fight the next battle is a problem that must be considered.

The casualties of the Hulin army were twenty percent, and the casualties of his cavalry were more than thirty percent, which made people feel a little heart-wrenching, but the casualties of the enemy army were even heavier.

According to rough statistics, the number of enemy casualties was not less than 7,000, and nearly half of them were chased and killed by their own side after the rout.

It seems that the enemy should have suffered nearly half of the casualties, which can be regarded as a broken bone.

The casualties on their own side were relatively small, and the captures were not counted, including at least more than 3,000 war horses, which was a veritable victory, but it was not too early to rejoice.

The enemy army was defeated, but the threat was still there, because the vast majority of the opponent was cavalry, and after the rout, sooner or later they would assemble and continue to fight, which was the helplessness of the few cavalry: they could not chase after the victory, and they could not drive the opponent out of everything.

Tian Zhengyue did not have many cavalry on hand, and the cavalry brought by He Ruobi had a lot of losses, so after the defeat of the enemy, the effect of taking advantage of the situation to cover up the killing was limited, and in general, his own side was to defeat the opponent rather than annihilate it.

So how to rest the army and fight the next battle is a problem that Tian Zhengyue and He Ruobi have to solve, but before that, they have to make a judgment on one thing.

Can their own cavalry, which pursued and killed Wei Chi Dun, succeed? 8)

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