Chapter 613: Visitation
"This is the greatest shame since the founding of my Parthian stateβ"
The stone sculpture was shattered on the ground, the severed head of the stone man rolled to the bottom of the stone steps, Vologis waved his hands and walked back and forth, and the crown symbolizing power was worn crookedly on his head.
"The ancestors Arsa will spit on me, and the kings of the past will give me nightmares, and they will say to me in their dreams: Behold, this is the man who has brought the glorious Parthia into the abyss, and has made countless people wail in hell, unworthy to be king of this nation, unworthy of the right to be crowned by the throne."
The Parthian emperor clenched his fists and yelled in front of the nobles and officials below. In the main hall, except for the roaring sound, the silence was terrifying, but the angry words could not hide the anxious mentality.
"120,000 Cylius grain, 50,000 Parthian women, 100,000 pounds of copper and iron...... How could the Parthian emperor agree to such a condition! Even if you take out all the food and utensils that Hekadonbiru can eat, it will not be enough! They're just trying to justify the warβ"
The angry figure swept down the delicate gold, melons and fruits on the table, turned around sharply and pointed at the official in the middle who had been sent to the Celeus military camp: "And you...... Go over again overnight and tell them that they can agree. β
"Your Majesty! Parthia simply couldn't have come up with so many things...... "Someone shouted in a hurry.
On the first place, Vologis snorted, straightened the crown on his head, and scolded the other party with his sleeves: "What are you anxious about!" This is a delay for the Cyrius, as long as it is delayed until the heavy snow comes, even if the Celeus want to leave, it depends on whether I am Parthian or not. Then, with serious eyes, he looked at the Parthian official below.
"After the past, how to delay time, it is up to you to grasp it, and fight for Parthia a respite."
"Yes."
The official covered his chest and saluted, but in his eyes, he didn't have much confidence. Soon, he took the mission out of the east gate again to envoy the Celeus military camp, at the same time, the sky gradually darkened, Gongsun Zhi took Dian Wei and Li Ke to inspect the wounded barracks, most of the wounded soldiers in the past were left in Dawan's second division city camp to be cared for by the Yizhou army, and most of them were the Xiliang army, Xianbei, Wuhuan, and Xiongnu who were injured during the day.
As soon as you walk in, the rich smell of blood mixed with the smell of boiled herbs comes to your nose.
The curtain of a tent nearby was lifted, and a soldier from the rear camp was walking out with a broken leg swept by grass, and looked at the group of people in front of him in surprise, and couldn't help but shout: "Lord Gong......" Over there, Gongsun nodded at him, walked into the camp, and groaned in pain. Moaning, heart-rending screams can be heard all the time, and occasionally there are scolding voices: "Go away, don't drink, I'd rather die in battle!" β
Looking for prestige, a Xiliang soldier waved his hand and knocked over the medicine bowl in his companion's hand, and the decoction was spilled on the ground, and the struggling and excited soldier lifted the futon and fell down sharply, and the companion next to him shouted anxiously: "You don't want to die!" Don't die-" ran to pick him up, arguing and pushing, only to find that the wounded soldier had lost a leg, revealing the bandage wrapped above the knee, just now he struggled down, blood oozed out again, stained a large area red, there are many people who may die of infection just because of a knife wound, he can survive, it is already great luck.
"Get out! There is only the Xiliang Army who died in battle, I don't want to live like this in the future, I am a waste....waste..... you get out! Get outβ" The wounded soldier swung his fist at his companion, who was punched several times in the face and neck, and then his shoulder was suddenly grabbed and pulled behind him, "..... lord." At the same time as he spoke softly, Gongsun Zhi had already walked over and picked up the Xiliang soldiers on the ground, still smashing the opponent's fist on his face and the corners of his mouth.
The howling and struggling soldier was gently put on the bed, and when he looked at the person in front of him with hideous red eyes, he was stunned for a moment, his fist slowly drooped down, and he wanted to get up in a panic, but he was pressed back by the big palm that came out, and he opened his pale lips nervously: "Lord...... Lord ......"
"Recuperate with peace of mind......." Gongsun Zhi nodded to him and spoke in a deep voice.
The voice was not loud, but next to it, and even on the bed a little farther away, some people noticed a few people coming in, and when they heard this voice, the noisy cries around gradually became quieter, and suddenly a voice shouted: "Lord! Don't come here! β
"Why can't you come? I'm not as squeamish as you think. Gongsun Zhi said with a smile, and in the eyes of everyone, he suddenly untied the robe on his body, revealing his strong chest, which was full of old wounds from the past, densely spreading to his back, "And my ....... is also the same as you, all of them are flowing from the sea of corpses and blood, and I bear this honor as you." β
"No..... subordinates don't mean that, they just don't want the scene here to affect the lord."
"Yes, there's nothing to see here, the brothers are holding on, so let's go. I heard that the war was about to start, but this time I couldn't storm the walls. β
They are all rough men, and the rules don't have too many detours, and the voice of echoing the words gradually became warmer, after all, as a low-level desperate soldier, it is almost rare to see the commander of the first army who commands more than 100,000 people, and there are even fewer who can stand under the same tent like this.
After a while, Gongsun Zhi waved his hand and walked to a hospital bed next to him, and the slightly less injured soldier on it hurriedly retracted his legs, and he sat down and pressed his hands on his knees: "Don't worry, since you're here, I want to hear how you killed the enemy and how you were injured." β
You look at the wounded soldiers around, I look at you, they all hesitated, and after a while, someone sat up straight, I don't know if it was a Xianbei or a Huns, he was not very fluent in Chinese: "Hui to the lord...... When his subordinates were attacking the city, they were accidentally blinded in one eye by a falling arrow, and they were damn ..... bad luck! β
He also stood up and raised his arm hanging from his chest: "..... I fell from the city with a resting man in my arms, but fortunately his guy made a cushion, hehe..... I just broke my hand." β
"After the temptation, I was coldly stabbed from behind, but fortunately my comrades carried me down the wall...... Sooner or later, the knife was returned. β
At this time, the Xiliang soldiers, who wanted to seek death before, suddenly spoke: "I ..... I was stunned, rushed into the pile of people and slaughtered a man in armor, and then he was nailed through the thigh by several crazy Sabbath soldiers, and several spears were nailed into it together, and the bones could be seen....."
"You're lucky, you're sure to kill one of the Sabbatarians' generals. What else is looking for death, the glory and wealth in the future will definitely be enjoyed, a general, how much is valuable. A wounded soldier close to him quipped.
Xiliang Bing, who had a broken leg, smiled a little embarrassedly.
Gongsun Zhi sat there quietly, listening to these people talk about how heroic they were when they killed the enemy, and were silent for a while: "...... I have always felt that it is the duty of my warriors to eat food and fight for the country. I seldom come to the wounded barracks, and when I come, I hurriedly ask if the medicine is enough, the tent is leaking rain, and I rarely talk to you, as you say...... When you see the tragic situation here, you will be soft-hearted...... After all, my grandson owes you a lot of ...... after all."
The voice of the hospital bed quieted down, and Gongsun Zhi slowly stood up: "...... Yijiang has achieved ten thousand bones, talking about the scenery of the generals, but these are all given by you, the Western Expeditionary Army can come to this day, it is also because of the support of your group of soldiers, the entire army, and even my Han can really be called a hero, in fact, it should be you, no matter what, I want to thank you on behalf of the generals in the army." β
The tall wolf king bent down at this moment.
The crowd was quiet, and the voice gradually choked up, the seriously wounded soldier wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and turned his head away, the tears were still flowing out, and a voice shouted: "Lord, go back, everyone can survive, and besides, this way over, the military industry is enough for us to go back and eat for a lifetime." β
"If you go back, you must go back." Gongsun Zhi showed a smile on his face, and nodded: "But out of this tent, I am the commander of the first army, I can't fight with a knife anymore, and it will be you who are desperate at that time, take care of your injuries, and I can't see if you die." β
"Hahaha, the lord is leaving, how to fight is the generals' business."
"...... rest assured, fighting with a knife is our errand as a soldier, and we can't catch up with this battle in peace, and when the time comes, we will give the lord an emperor back."
The smell of medicine and blood was still there, and the atmosphere was swept away from the previous gloom and gloom, and in the noisy voice, Gongsun Zhi went to inspect the tents of other wounded soldiers and pulled some homely things. After walking out of this camp, it was already dark, and before he returned to the Chinese army, a fast horse came from that side quickly, and the knight's face was full of excitement and dismounted.
"Lord Qiqi, the old general Gongsun is still alive and has returned!"