Breaking through from the direction of Tiele Jiu's surname was actually just a temporary intention, when they were mixed in the Western Regions, the Western Regions Legion had a lot of dealings with these alien races, and some of the doorways between them were called a doorway.

It may be possible to rush over the main formation, but as the attacking side, they will inevitably be under great pressure, plus there are thousands of pursuers behind them, and it is likely that even if they rush over, they will basically be tired and paralyzed, and it is simply a luxury to want to leave.

But the impact of the Tiele Nine surnames is different, how to not talk about the chasing soldiers later, at least the relationship between the Tiele Nine surnames and the Tang Dynasty is not so stiff, and there are still some dirty things between Tiele Jiusheng and Xue Yantuo, so it is very likely that they will have a way to survive when they rush over.

Facts have proved that Gao Zhan's bet was right, and the people surnamed Tiele Jiu really did not stop them, but took the initiative to give way for them to pass.

……

After leaving the battlefield, Gao Zhan and his party continued to run non-stop for a day, until the sky gradually darkened, and then they set up camp to rest.

"Count the battle damage, and try your best to save the wounded brothers. In addition, let the horses out, and kill anyone within thirty miles. ”

Originally, there were ten squad leaders under his command, but now only four are left, and the rest are either seriously injured or killed in battle, Gao Zhan only felt that something was blocking his heart, and after giving the order, he took off his helmet and walked towards the team that was resting behind.

"Squadron, you're here?" In the tent that was simply set up, several half-hung medics were doing their best to treat the wounded, and when they saw Gao Zhan coming, they hurriedly said hello and continued their work.

"How many people can be saved?" Gao Zhan had a cold face, looking at the countless wounded in the tent, and his eyes were jumping non-stop.

"There are more than forty brothers...... I'm afraid it's ......" The medic looked up, and there was an indescribable flavor in his tone.

Stirring horses and spoons in the same pot for six or seven years, joking together, training together, killing enemies together, everyone in the 'fangs' is a brother who can give each other's backs.

But after this big battle, a squadron directly lost one-third, not counting the more than 40 seriously wounded.

This was the worst battle the 'Fangs' fought, and if it weren't for the strong orders on the road, it is likely that the rest of the people would have turned around and killed them, and would never back down until the last soldier.

Gao Zhan didn't speak again, just nodded with difficulty, and slowly moved two steps with his legs heavy as if they had been filled with lead, walking towards the wounded who were being treated.

"Medium, squadron, don't, don't bother, give, give my brother a pain, a pleasure. There is not much medicine, leave it for ......" On the simple medical bed, a wounded man who was missing an arm, half a leg, and an eye struggled to grasp the corner of Gao Zhan's clothes, and said with difficulty.

"I ......, I ......" Gao Zhan's eyes were in tears, trying to control the tears from falling.

The wounded man is a captain under him, a man from Shandong, who is usually heroic and righteous, but now he has almost become a waste, not to mention the lack of medical treatment and medicine for such a serious injury, even in Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, it may not be able to be saved.

But can he not be saved? Watching one's comrades die doesn't exist in Fangs.

But what can they do to save people, and the medical supplies they carry with them are very limited without backup, even if they take them out, they can only save a few people from injuries like this, and there is no guarantee that they will be able to save them.

After all, although they have left the battlefield now, they will soon be caught up by their pursuers, and if they are caught up, these 'fangs' who are already tired and want to die will probably all die here.

However, most of these seriously injured people had only one breath left, and even carrying them on stretchers could make their injuries worsen, let alone ride away.

Intellectually, Gao Zhan understands that abandoning these seriously injured people is the best choice, although it is somewhat inhumane and will increase the psychological burden, but if he wants to save more people, he can only choose this way.

But emotionally he can't do it, let alone do it, he would rather die with these brothers than abandon them, I think those brothers outside will have such thoughts.

"Squadron, please, give, give a good time, home, home, rely on, rely on you." The seriously injured squad leader struggled in pain, his voice was very weak, and the massive blood loss left him with almost only one breath.

However, it was precisely because of his urging to die that Gao Zhan came back to his senses, a touch of persistence flashed in his eyes, he pulled the corner of his clothes out of the hands of the wounded, and glared at the medical soldier on the side: "Why are you looking at it?" Don't you know how to save people! If another person dies today, Lao Tzu will cut off your dog's head immediately! ”

"Yes!" The medic shouted with red eyes and all his strength.

He is also one of the 'fangs', these people are also his brothers, and as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he does not want these people to die.

Just now, he was still worried about whether Gao Zhan would disobey his orders if he really ordered not to treat these seriously injured people, but now he doesn't need to.

"Help!" Gao Zhan coldly dropped a sentence, turned around and left, and never looked at the other wounded again.

……

When I came to the outside of the tent, I saw the wounded who had been lightly injured, and the wounds of these people had been treated simply, and they were guarding outside at this time, as if waiting for Gao Zhan's order.

"Assemble!" Gao Zhan, who came out of the tent, swept the life and death brothers in front of him with cold eyes, with determination in his eyes.

Although the "...... was injured and exhausted, out of habit, everyone still formed a team in more than 20 breaths and stood in front of Gao Zhan.

"There are our brothers in life and death, they no longer have the ability to fight, and following us can only be a burden, now I want you to tell me, whether we want to abandon them!" Gao Zhan's voice was cold, bitterly cold, but his eyes were tingly worried.

But his worries were too unnecessary, because he heard only one voice, and that was, "No! ”

"Good, you're good!" A simple 'no' word made Gao Zhan feel relieved, and finally showed a smile on his face, but soon the smile flashed away, and a sonorous voice sounded: "The reason why 'fangs' are 'fangs' relies on indestructibility and iron-blooded will. ”

"We can be injured and we can die, but we are not afraid, no matter what kind of enemy it is, we can proudly tell them: only the Tang Dynasty's 'fangs' that died in battle, and there is no retreat!" nt

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