Chapter 102: Take Danyang

Outside the Wanling City, the more than 1,000 soldiers in the camp were the bait that Jiang Hong dropped, if nothing else, just to lure Wu Jing out of the city, no matter whether Wu Jing was going north or south, Jiang Hong could rely on the advantage of intelligence to eat Wu Jing to death.

It can be said that as long as Wu Jing goes out of the city, Jiang Hongcong will be invincible, unless Wu Jing leaves his careful thoughts, asks Yuan Shu for help early, and then defends the city.

With Yuan Shu's guilt for Sun Jian in his heart and his care for the Sun family, and Sun Jian's eldest son Sun Ce is still in the city, Yuan Shu will immediately put down what he is doing and send troops to support.

Jiang Hong won a complete victory in this battle, well, in a certain sense, it can be said that because Jiang Hong's own losses are not small, but Danyang has fought so far, and it is of great significance to firmly grasp Danyang, the land of elite soldiers, in his hands.

The smell of blood permeated the area for a long time, and Jiang Hong believed that after today, it would definitely attract a lot of wild beasts, and perhaps the birds in the forest would also come here to get a piece of the pie.

Moreover, in order to avoid the extremely terrible and unsolvable plague from happening in his own territory, Jiang Hong ordered to dig a deep pit and bury all the corpses, and also to prevent wild beasts from digging out their corpses.

Due to the influence of Confucianism's "entering the soil for peace", and the "Zhou Li" stipulates that "all living beings must die, and the dead must return to the earth", and Confucianism in this era is a monopoly, cremation is not popular, and it can even be said that it is expressly forbidden, and only a few ethnic groups in the border will be cremated.

Even if Jiang Hong knew that cremation was the best way to avoid the plague, in order not to be sprayed with blood by the scholars of the world, it was better to dig a pit and bury it, and it would take more time.

"My lord, the statistics are out." Cheng Yu was holding the bamboo slip, the ink on it had not yet dried, and his forehead was full of sweat, it seemed that things like statistics were not easy.

"Say it." Jiang Hong was ready for heartache.

"Our army suffered as many as 10,000 casualties, including more than 3,000 killed and more than 7,000 wounded, of which more than 2,000 could no longer go to the battlefield." Cheng Yu said.

Although he was fully prepared, when Jiang Hong heard the news, he still felt a cramp in his heart, and he covered his chest tightly, it hurt so much here. The soldiers who have been trained for so long can send out thousands of people in one morning, and no one can carry it. Jiang Hong rubbed his chest that was too hard and grabbed a little painful, and motioned for Cheng Yu to continue reading.

"Our army killed nearly 10,000 enemy troops, captured more than 7,000 people, and some enemy troops are fleeing, and the generals are still leading the army to chase and kill, I believe that the results of the battle will be improved a lot, the heavy grain and grass have not been counted, but the subordinates have taken a rough look, and the number is extremely large."

Fortunately, it's okay, after all, he won, there are still some war dividends, and the vacancies of the dead can be filled from the prisoners, but it takes a period of training and naturalization for Jiang Hong to dare to use it, and during this time, Jiang Hong is still equivalent to the combat power of thousands of people who have disappeared, and it still hurts.

But after all, Danyang County was taken down, this place where elite soldiers were produced, Jiang Hongke planned to cover his chest to death, and he didn't give it when the king of heaven came.

When everyone returned from pursuit, Jiang Hong left thousands of soldiers to clean up the battlefield, dig deep pits to bury the corpses, Jiang Hong took the rest of the soldiers to leave the battlefield first, he wanted to erase the last bit of color on the Danyang map that did not belong to him.

Lu Fan, who stayed in Wanling, didn't know the situation of the battle ahead at all, and he didn't even know that Wu Jing had already run away with someone first. It wasn't until Jiang Hong's army drove to Wanling City that Lu Fan found out that things were broken.

Since Lü Fan didn't know that Wu Jing had fled, and there were no soldiers who fled to Wanling to inform him, Lü Fan planned to defend Wanling to the death, not only did he not have the head of the enemy commander, but he also didn't take down the handsome banner, so Jiang Hong couldn't come up with anything to make Lü Fan believe that Wu Jing had abandoned Wanling and fled.

It just so happened that none of his soldiers had ever had the experience of attacking the city, and Jiang Hong also planned to take this opportunity to let the army under his command practice their hands.

After making up his mind, Jiang Hong first recaptured the basically intact camp outside the city, and before Wu Jing had time to destroy the camp after capturing it, Jiang Hong was also happy to pick up ready-made ones.

Due to the large casualties in today's battle, the soldiers were also very tired, and they had walked a long way, Jiang Hong asked the soldiers to use local materials to build siege equipment, and then attack the city tomorrow to brush up on experience.

The next day, Lu Fan appeared on the city wall with the boss's black circles under his eyes, and saw Jiang Hong's soldiers carrying a simple cloud ladder towards the Wanling city wall.

Lu Fan didn't have a good way, the materials for defending the city had already been consumed by Zhou Xin before, and he searched everywhere and demolished people's houses, but he didn't have much to do.

Jiang Hong sat leisurely in the tent, breakfast should not be spicy, eat some white porridge, eat a white flour cake, and add some pickles, it would be better if there were pickles, and turn around and ask someone to prepare some to take with them in the army, life is so beautiful.

Jiang Hong listened to the sound of fighting outside, but he didn't feel sick to his stomach at all, he had long been used to it, and he ate breakfast by himself.

After dinner, Jiang Hong, who was idle and had nothing to do, casually took a book from the side and read it, just mixing up the time, if it is not good-looking, it will be read. After looking at it for a long time, Jiang Hong threw out the bamboo slip in his hand, and his mother couldn't see it, Jiang Hong supported his head with his hands and pretended to sleep.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Hong was woken up by the cheers from outside, and he looked at this posture should have been captured, Jiang Hong shook his head vigorously, sobered up, and walked out of the camp tent, the sun hung high in the air, it should be around noon.

Jiang Hong led the army through the city gate, and Ling Cao pressed one person to kneel in front of Jiang Hong.

"Lord, this guy is the commander of the enemy army in the city."

"What's your name?" Jiang Hong asked disappreciatively.

"Villain Lu Fan." Lu Fan replied dejectedly.

"Lu Fan?" Jiang Hong repeated suspiciously, after several years, the memory of his previous life was not very clear, Jiang Hong thought for a while before remembering this slightly familiar name.

"Will you surrender?" Since he was a historical figure, of course Jiang Hong couldn't let it go, so he asked.

"Can the villain have any other choice?" Lu Fan asked with a wry smile.

"Yes, you can choose not to descend except for the drop, choose one of the two, there is no third choice." Jiang Hong smiled evilly.

Lu Fan lowered his head and didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Hong also understood what Lu Fan meant, and followed the soldiers beside him to command:

"Put him in custody, and don't make things difficult with him, and when he has a good mind, bring him out to me." After saying that, he left without looking back, and after having high-level and even top-level talents like Gu Yong, Zhang Hong, Lu Sudianwei, Jiang Hong's thirst for talents is not as strong as before.

Love does not fall, of course, it is the best to fall, who would think that there are too many capable people under their hands?