Finally caught up, I looked at Xin Jiaxuan's familiar face in the crowd supporting each other, and couldn't help but sigh, it is not so easy to find a familiar deputy alone.

It's just that the scene is a bit miserable, and when more than 2,000 people were brought out, only the more than 300 people who were seriously injured and tired were left, and the two auxiliary brigades and the fourth regiment of the second battalion were left with only an empty shelf.

Then I saw Zhang Xian in the crowd bandaging his wounds, his ribs and shoulders were cut, and under the broken nail was a blur of flesh and blood, he was using brewed spirits to clean the wound, and then used tweezers to pinch out the iron fragments embedded in it or something, so as to reduce the source of infection.

I couldn't help but move in my heart, walked over, and hurriedly got up with the wounded around me to salute, but I pressed them down one by one

"Since you are wounded in battle, don't be so polite......"

I said, then turned to the medic, who was holding the flesh in the lead, preparing to stitch up the wound

"Don't stop, keep ......"

"You're doing a good job......"

I said to Zhang Xian, he was also the only remaining auxiliary brigade, and with his encouragement and efforts, those remnants of the troops maintained the last line of defense for the guns, and held on to the present.

"When the enemy is not chaotic, the more frustrated and courageous, it deserves to be rewarded......"

"The main prize is ......"

He replied hoarsely, and then the suture of a curved needle piercing into the flesh made a slight gasp.

"Don't shirk or be a guest, this is what you deserve......"

I can't doubt it

"Am I the kind of person who does not know how to reward and ...... punishment?"

Then he took the medical guard's needle plate,

"I'll do the rest, and you will help others......"

"This ......"

He opened his mouth slightly in surprise, and his glasses fell off all around him.

"This set of Dachuang suture stitches is still the ...... I gave them What does it matter?"

"What should be yours is yours, and when the post-war count is completed, the corresponding reward will be awarded......"

I continued to stitch him up

"However, you now have two paths to choose from......

He couldn't help but look up, but for a moment he forgot the pain of the stitches.

"The first one is that after I re-replenish the third brigade for you, I will be promoted to the second battalion deputy of the fourth battalion. Two brigades are temporarily in charge. ”

I paused in my hand to let him digest the news.

"Or, serve as the deputy and first officer of the 5th Regiment of the 2nd Battalion, and then continue to lead the 3rd Brigade ......"

"This ......"

His somewhat dark and emaciated face suddenly showed a certain look of hesitation and ideological struggle.

"Let me think about a ...... or two"

"The remnants of the enemy have not been destroyed, and the military situation is like fire,"

I tightened the knot with three strokes and five by two, and looked at him with a smile.

"Do you think there's extra time for you......"

"Got it......"

He gritted his teeth in reply, then turned his head to look at the wounded members of his team around him, and in their expectant and waiting eyes, he spoke again.

"Zhang Xian, deputy of the fifth regiment, is willing to serve the general......"

Then he hesitated

"It's just that can you bring these sons and daughters, cryolite"

"As I said, the manpower of the first team of the fifth regiment, you can choose ...... by yourself"

I wiped the blood off my hands and smiled slightly. Since he chose the second result, he still has the intention of getting closer to me and looking forward to more futures.

"The third brigade also used this as a basis to rebuild the ......"

"Thank you for ...... the Lord's faith"

This time, the old soldier, who had just passed middle age, was a little more excited and grateful in his voice.

After I calmly turned to leave, I sighed secretly, and a small cheer in my heart jumped, this is a typical example of taking advantage of the situation and taking the opportunity to be convinced, although with a little ingenuity.

I believe that soon everyone will know that the Lord will sew him with his own hands, this kind of expectation and envy is not so easy to bear, and he must understand it somewhat.

Thinking of a character with such a temperament, there is a bit of an ancient style of taking promises lightly, so even if he had doubts and hesitations before, once he agreed, he would work hard to complete it.

The battle continued, but there was no problem with the result, most of the enemy had lost their fighting spirit, and all that remained was the number of results gained.

However, the main general of the enemy army was a very decisive and neat person, and seeing that a large number of infantry units could no longer be gathered and could not be cleaned up under the continuous attack, he took the initiative to abandon the large army, and took advantage of the gap between battlefield entanglement and rescue-based to run away with a small number of cavalry.

The remaining small part was besieged on a small hill with only sparse bushes, and we were not in a hurry to attack the trapped beasts that were barely breathing, but only used firearms to weaken and kill little by little from a distance, and try to take them down at the lowest cost

And Tong Hao tortured the prisoners at the scene, and the preliminary results also came out, these were actually border troops from the Northern Dynasties, so there were many vassal soldiers in the army whose appearance and characteristics were obviously different from the Tang people in the Central Plains, mainly from various ethnic groups outside the Saiwai or Yanbian.

Therefore, compared with the army of the Central Plains, the equipment may be inferior, but the combat experience and skills are indeed quite rich, and it almost caused the destruction of Xin Jiaxuan's people.

I was a little surprised that I had met an army of foreign servants, but technically there was no longer a threat to the foreigners, just a group of poor people who had been driven to the edge and were barely breathing.

Relying on the harsh environment, the physique and will honed by the tempered physique and will, in the barren and miserable land that the Tang people were unwilling to conquer or rarely set foot in, in the identity of a vassal and in the form of blood endowment, to provide a certain source of cannon fodder for those warlords and princes who were fighting......

Dong Tinghu rode his horse and galloped on the mountain winding road, and there were less than 100 people following behind him.

These feudal and Han warriors, who were carefully selected from the subordinate jurisdiction of the armies, cities, towns, and garrisons along the border, were once the capital of their lives that he had high hopes for, and they were lost in such a battle.

Who the hell are these people, how can they be so difficult?

As the vanguard army, he waved his army south, and in Chenzhou in the west, he defeated and annihilated at least one Southern Korean army and two local troops who fell to the Southern Dynasty.

He must go back and tell the Yan envoy about this accident and change, the soldiers and horses of the Southern Dynasty are no longer the same.

It was found that there were cavalry in front of them, half of them sitting on horseback, half of them dismounted and standing on the ground, in two simple columns, as if only one breath and one face could break through this thin barrier.

But Dong Tinghu's years of experience and instinctive reaction told him that there is definitely no such simple thing in this world

"Spread out ......"

He roared loudly on horseback, and his voice was blown away by the howling wind.

"Divided into several assault ......"

It's a pity that he shouted too late, or rather, when the subordinates who followed him understood and began to convey his orders, the other party also moved.

Seeing the sparse gray smoke rising in the queue of the other party, these cavalrymen came to their senses in a panic, and the frightened horses wanted to turn left and right to avoid, and then those who ran to the forefront of the horse, suddenly with the wailing of the mount, and fell forward or rolled on their sides to the ground.

Dong Tinghu was also hit in the thigh, as if he was pecked hard by the sharp beak of the eagle falcon, and the blood flew out directly, staining a piece of saddle red, but at least it didn't affect his horseback riding.

His nearest soldier hurried over and tried to cover him with his body, but he was knocked down again by a stray bullet and fell from his saddle like a harrier with broken wings

Then those who were on horseback also moved, and rushed back with their swords and spears, and with a single face and wrong body, they swept off their horses with all their courage, and who had lost most of their attacking formation, and even lost most of their bows and spears.

Dong Tinghu gritted his teeth to endure the sharp pain and numbness in his legs, and the horizontal knife blocked a spear stab, and rushed past the other party.

But he found that most of his personal cavalry had been dispersed, and there was only a small poke of personal cavalry left around him, and those staggered enemy cavalry also began to turn around and catch up again, he gritted his teeth and glanced at his personal cavalry officer.

The other party had already understood what he meant, showed a certain resolute expression, and angrily kicked the mount past Dong Tinghu and rushed to the front, under his leadership, the small group of cavalry accelerated straight into the last line of defense laid out by those who dismounted.

Rushing through here, there is a way to live, he told himself.

The dismounted formations seemed to be scattered in a vulnerable way, but the horses that remained in place further hindered the breakthrough of the pro-cavalry officers.

So they were soon entangled by the infantry who came back again, and they were desperately slashed and blocked by the bayonets raised from the column, and then they were hit head-on by a trumpet, and fell down like a blood gourd, and the others were no better, either they were stabbed several times by the spikes and fell down, or they were pulled off their horses and cut their throats with bayonets.

But their sacrifice gave Dong Tinghu a glimmer of life, and no one took care of his few fish that slipped through the net, so Dong Tinghu easily jumped from the edge of the melee and swept away the dust.

At this time he heard the sound of other horses' hooves, and there were several horses on the road not far away, and they chased after them again.

On the horseback without stopping, he quickly set up his bow and released the arrows, turned around and shot, not seeking to hit, only to deter one or two slightly, but found that those arrows that were a little erratic were directly dialed away, Dong Tinghu couldn't help but sink in his heart, this is a real horse war veteran.

His mount screamed and hissed, and suddenly slowed down, and then he turned his head to look and found a wound on the horse's hip that was rushing out of streams of blood, and couldn't help sighing, when did he lose the courage to face the enemy, and he lived in the rear and watched his subordinates fight, and at this moment, many mottled and faded memories were also rummaged back at once.

The last followers also slowed down and turned in a small circle, gathered around him, and with a resolute expression pointed their horse's head in the direction of the pursuers, and drew their swords.