He straightened his clothes to Liu He, respectfully bowed to everyone, and then walked out of the tent.

"Sir! We're not afraid of death! The wounded soldier who had just been aggressive suddenly said.

Liu He stopped and turned his head to look.

The wounded soldier said with a gloomy expression: "We are just afraid, we will be thrown away without saying a word, and we will be a lonely ghost here." ”

"I can't decide your life or death, but I won't leave you alone, if this battle is over, I'm still alive, and I will definitely take you back to Chengdu." Liu He said in a hoarse voice.

The wounded soldier's eyes suddenly turned red, and he nodded vigorously, "With your words, it's enough." ”

Liu He didn't say anything more, opened the curtain and walked out.

The people of the Tianji Camp then followed, and as soon as a few people came out of the camp tent, Liu He, who was waiting outside the camp tent, pulled Mo Li and asked him about various matters in the injured barracks.

From Mo Li's mouth, Liu He learned that although the military doctors who are now with the army can barely support it, there are too few helpers.

A military doctor can treat dozens of people at the same time, and a helper who can take care of these wounded can only be responsible for four or five people at most.

At present, the situation in the wounded barracks is that one person already needs to take care of seven or eight wounded at the same time, and the fighting on the front line will only become more and more intense, and if this trend continues, after a few rounds of fighting, I am afraid that a non-commissioned officer in the wounded barracks will have to take care of more than a dozen wounded at the same time.

If it really comes to that time, he can only make a trade-off among these wounded soldiers, and focus on those wounded soldiers who can ensure that a life can be saved, and those seriously injured wounded soldiers, at most, are simply bandaged, as for whether he can survive in the end, it only depends on his own creation.

"Why don't you bring in more people?" Liu He asked with a frown after listening to Mo Li's statement.

"This ......" Mo Li glanced at Zhong Lixun beside him, and seemed to be a little embarrassed.

Zhong Lixun sighed, stood up and explained, "It's my order, you can't transfer people to the wounded barracks anymore. ”

Seeing Liu He's displeasure, Pang Tong hurriedly stepped forward, "The military doctors in the wounded barracks are all fixed numbers, and there will be no major changes. However, these helpers were all temporarily recruited from the army, and the specific amount of requisition was a bit particular. ”

Liu He looked at Pang Tong's eyes, his brows furrowed more and more, but he didn't say anything to interrupt Pang Tong's words.

Pang Tong took advantage of Liu He's seizure before he could continue to explain: "In a hundred-strong army, three people will be sent to the wounded barracks, under normal circumstances, one person is most suitable to take care of five wounded, and the limit is ten people. ”

"You know that ten people have reached the limit? So why not increase the number of people? Liu He suddenly said coldly.

"Boss, you really can't blame the two military advisors for this." Wei Xiao, who has always been obedient to Liu Heyan, stood up at this time, "Three people out of a hundred people were transferred, each taking care of ten wounded, that is, thirty-three people were no longer on the front line, and more than thirty percent of the troops were lost, this battle was ......."

Wei Xiao said, raised his eyes and glanced at Liu He, and his voice became lower and lower, "I'm afraid this battle can't be fought anymore." ”

Liu He's complexion softened a lot, although he still had a sad face, but obviously he didn't mean to blame the two anymore.

What Wei Xiao said is indeed reasonable.

If an army loses 10 percent of its strength, the morale of the army will begin to waver, and if it loses 20 percent, its combat strength will be greatly reduced.

Once the soldiers saw the robes around them fall one after another, they would not think that they would win if they continued to hold on, as the commander who knew the difference in strength between the two sides.

They only believe what they see with their own eyes, and one of the three will die, who knows if the next one will be themselves, what are they waiting for if they don't run?

This is the reason why there have been so many battles in history in which fewer won more.

Although the pro-military battalions of Chengdu Wei and Ma Chao are both known for their courage and good fighting, even these two units with superior combat strength cannot guarantee that they will not be defeated after reaching the critical point of losing 30% of their troops.

After returning to the big tent of the Chinese army, Liu He sat all the time and didn't say a word.

The others quietly separated on both sides, and no one dared to disturb Liu He's Chen Si.

"Pass on my order, when all Chengdu guards charge, they must not kill another person, just let Cao Jun be injured. The same is true for archers, who are only allowed to shoot and wound Cao Jun, but are not allowed to shoot his vital points. Liu He was silent for a long time, and then suddenly said coldly.

As soon as Liu He's words came out, everyone else looked at each other, but Li Qin, who was in charge of the order, always stood in place and did not move.

Liu He glanced up at Li Qin and frowned, "Why don't you go yet?" ”

Li Qin hesitated for a long time, seemed to have made a lot of determination, gritted his teeth and said: "Boss, I know that you are kind-hearted and can't bear to kill evil, but at this time, the life and death of our soldiers are uncertain, so don't care about the life and death of the enemy anymore." ”

Pang Tong sighed, stepped forward and patted Li Qin's shoulder, "Brother Li Qin, you have wronged the leader this time." He did this because he wanted to increase Cao Jun's burden. Wounding the enemy but not killing the enemy, the same situation will occur in the wounded barracks of the Cao army as ours. If the Cao army draws troops from the front line to the wounded barracks, their combat strength will naturally decline, but if they don't save them when they see death, the morale of the army will be shaken again, which is a big problem for their commander Xiahou Yuan. ”

Qian Zhuan, who was in charge of grain and grass, also stood up and echoed: "Not only that, although the wounded soldiers have lost their combat strength, they still need to eat, and the consumption of military food is not much less than that of those soldiers on the front line, so it won't be long before Cao's food and grass will be stretched." ”

Li Qin's face showed guilt when he heard this, and he hurriedly hugged his fists, "It's me who speculated in vain and ignored the wrong leader's thoughts, so I'll go and give the order." ”

"Without further ado, let's go." Liu He waved his hand at Li Qin, and then glanced around, "You guys should be busy too." ”

After everyone left, the little black fat man who deliberately stayed and didn't leave came up to Liu He and said with a wicked smile: "You kid, this time you have opened the rope, and you actually came up with this way to consume Cao Jun." ”

Liu He sighed and didn't make a sound.

Pang Tong smiled at all, "What's wrong with you?" Still not feeling well? ”

Liu He shook his head slowly, and said gloomily: "You also saw the situation of the injured barracks just now, I used this method to deal with Cao Jun, although I didn't kill anyone, but it was a punishment." ”

Pang Tong's expression was correct, "Killing people and punishing the heart is the best policy, and the wise should be like this, what's wrong?" ”

Liu He sighed, "If you don't kill people, you can kill evil, and if you do this, you will lose your life." ”