Chapter 667: The soldiers died at the border, and Tokyo copied tens of millions
The sun is still hot, the mountains are green, the mountains are still in the north, and the top of the mountain is the Great Wall, which has been dilapidated for 200 years.
In the northern mountains, the trees are not very tall, but the trees in the north are generally tougher than the trees in the south. This is due to the climate, where trees grow slowly and grow extremely resilient in cold places.
Two or three hundred Jurchens who had lost their armor entered the mountains and forests, and if they were lucky enough to cross the jungle and return to the outside of the pass, they should be able to survive this life. These two or three hundred people were also the last Jurchens to survive this battle.
A flat rock was splashed with some water, taking away the heat left by the scorching sun, Zheng Zhi lifted the armor behind him and sat on it, the blood was still very strong under the hot wind.
Yang Zaixing, a man with swollen muscles, actually held Zheng Zhi's palm with both hands, and slowly pulled out wood chips from Zheng Zhi's palm, these wooden thorns came from the exploding spear, and had already penetrated deeply into the flesh of Zheng Zhi's palm. I don't feel pain when I fight, but I feel extremely uncomfortable at this time.
The soldiers kept cleaning the battlefield and treating the wounded, and suddenly many people appeared around, most of these people were Han people, including some Khitans, but these people slowly came from the hiding place at this time, helping to clean up the corpses and wounded on the battlefield, obviously these Han people and Khitan people knew which side they belonged to, and they also knew who they should trust and help.
There are more than 5,000 people under the command of Wang Yu and Wang Xun father and son, and there are more than 3,000 left, 3,000 foot soldiers, and less than 500 cavalry. However, there were more than 5,000 people under Hu Yanzhuo's command, and there were less than 400 left, and a few hundred people who escaped did not count. The casualties were enormous.
The 15,000 cavalry brought by Zheng Zhi were mainly Han cavalry, followed by the Dangxiang people and the Dadan people. There were also more than 3,000 casualties. In terms of the casualties under Zheng Zhi's command alone, they took a huge advantage. Of the 10,000 Jurchens, only two or three hundred survived in the end, and hundreds of light and serious wounded were captured alive.
After Yan Lou's death, he couldn't hide it.
The head of Yan Lou's room was cut off by Zheng Zhi and trampled under his feet.
The battle has been over for most of the hour, Zheng Zhi still has a fierce face, Yang Zaixing slowly picked up the wooden thorns in the palm of Zheng Zhi's hand, Zheng Zhi stepped on the head of Wanyan Lou's room, his eyes were like wolves, and he kept scanning the battlefield.
Wang Yu's naked upper body was tightly wrapped at this time, and he also sat next to Zheng Zhi. Wang Xun stood behind Wang Yu with a smile on his face.
Zheng Zhi could see the two people beside him, his face was a lot kinder, and he even showed a little smile, and said, "General Wang, your son is really born well." ”
Zheng Zhi did not praise Wang Yu, but praised Wang Yu's son.
When Wang Yu heard this, he couldn't care about the pain in his body, his face was happy, his son was praised by others, and he seemed to be happier than he was praised by others, and said with a smile: "The prince is smiling, the dog has never seen the world, and today is considered to have seen the world." ”
Wang Xun stood behind him, smiling even more.
Zheng Zhi also replied with a smile: "People say that giving birth to a son should be like Sun Zhongmou, and I think today that I should give birth to a son like Wang Xun, and if a son has such a brave force as Wang Xun in the future, he will be content." ”
Although Wang Yu was happy in his heart, he hurriedly said modestly: "How can His Royal Highness King Zhao be comparable to a dog, the prince has won the award." ”
Zheng Zhi didn't accept Wang Yu's modest words, and suddenly his face turned straight, and he said: "Wang Yu Wang Xun listens to the seal." ”
Hearing this, the father and son also looked straight, got up and walked in front of Zheng Zhi, knelt on one knee, and bowed.
"Feng Wang Yu is a general who returns to Germany from Sanpin, commands five thousand ironclad knights, and walks around with a certain person. Feng Wang Xun is the general of the four products of loyalty and martial arts, and he is the deputy general of Wang Yu. Zheng Zhi was very serious word by word.
"Thank you, His Royal Highness King Yan!" The father and son, who were promoted to more than a dozen levels in a row, were also comforted after this war, and they also deserved it.
Hu Yanzhuo was not by Zheng Zhi's side at this time, it was really that Hu Yanzhuo's command was almost dead and wounded, and those soldiers who came out of his hometown with Hu Yanzhuo died eight out of ten, and Hu Yanzhuo, the general, was still rummaging over the corpses one by one, hoping to find a few more living people.
It's really sad and heart-wrenching, this is also the first time Hu Yanzhuo has really faced such a big battle, and it is not the same thing as the bandits and the like.
It was also this battle that made Zheng Zhi look at these people who were not his descendants, these Chinese descendants, these He Heshuo heroes, were not bad back then.
This Yan Zhao is still a generous and tragic person.
"Crowned Hu Yanzhuo as the general of Guide, guarding the border passes along the naturalization of Datong, and passing through the naturalization (Xuanhua, Zhangjiakou), Hongzhou (Yangyuan, Yanggao, Tianzhen, Huaihua), and Datong Prefecture." Even if Hu Yanzhuo was not around, Zheng Zhi still directly said this reward.
The soldiers around him also rushed out to find Yanzhuo to report the good news.
One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, and the old saying is never false.
After saying that, Zheng Zhi got up and helped the two people in front of him, Wang Xun was much younger, and he was also happy at this time, and couldn't help but smile and said: "In the future, if you go into battle with the prince, you will definitely make new contributions, and if you don't disappoint the prince, you will definitely fight for more face for the prince." ”
Zheng Zhi smiled, looked at Wang Xun, and admired it, some people were born to be the pillars of the country and the nation.
"Order, cut off the heads of all the Jurchens and bring them back to Gubei to be used as rolling stones." As soon as Zheng Zhi's words came out, his face was naturally a little ruthless.
The Jurchens have already lost 20,000 elite soldiers at the hands of Zheng Zhi, so it depends on how many 20,000 Jurchens can die.
An encounter, or an encounter planned by Zheng Zhi, everyone took the lead, even Zheng Zhi himself didn't have time to think about it, he was bent on winning, and rushed into the battle formation. The sky does not live up to the people, under a big victory, Zheng Zhi is more and more confident in his heart, Jurchens, what about good fighting?
In this land of China, the descendants of the Han people have never lost their bravery.
Two hours later, when it was almost nightfall, the army hurriedly ate some dry food, still set off on horseback, and went straight to the Gubei Pass, with more than 10,000 healthy horses, and the horses were covered with bloody human heads.
Zheng Zhi's unicorn beast under the seat was even more hung with the head of Wanyan Lou's room.
Wanyan Lou Room, a famous golden general, died well before he died. The army will not grow old, and the battle array is the destination.
The remnant sun penetrates the sky red, and the blood stains thousands of miles of sorrow.
Riding the wind today, turning into a dragon and a daylight.
Countless Huaihua people walked out of the mountains and forests, and along with the officials in the city, they dug big pits one by one, burying the corpses of tens of thousands of Jurchens outside the city. With lime and the like, the corpses of tens of thousands of compatriots are processed, and the Yuhou who stayed behind is numbered and named, and wooden signs are hung. Waiting for the transfer back to his hometown.
In the hot season, in fact, there is no way to prevent the decay of the corpse, but Zheng Zhijun ordered this, so he can only burn more lime and try to make the corpse decay slower.
Wu Yong, who was waiting at Juyong Pass, and Zheng Zhi, who was finally waiting for the victorious return three days later, finally let go of his apprehensive mood. Juyong Pass to the northeast, two or three hundred miles to the Gubei Pass.
Wu Yong seems to have long been accustomed to this kind of apprehension, even in the face of the battlefield, Wu Yong is always full of confidence in Zheng Zhi in his heart.
One person has long become the hope of all, the backbone of all people, and the confidence of all people.
Juyong Pass has long been abandoned, and has even become a road, and for nearly two hundred years, it has only been the boundary of a state capital. Today's Juyong Pass has just been replaced with a new city gate, and there are many people in charge of logistics in the city.
Bucket after bucket of bath hot water, bucket after bucket of broth. Entertaining these victorious soldiers.
The generals came down with a few bowls of broth and bathed in hot water with a stinking blood all over their bodies, and they also swept away the fatigue of many days and were in good spirits.
"Wu Yong, this time there have been heavy casualties, and it has reached more than 10,000 people. All the bereavement pensions prescribed by the royal government shall be paid, and not a single cent shall be deducted. Zheng Zhi didn't say anything about the bereavement until he saw Wu Yong. Soldiers are killed or injured for the country, and the pension must be generous, even if it is the people under the command of Wang Yu and Hu Yanzhuo, they must be treated according to Zheng Zhiyan's soldiers and horses.
This is also because of Zheng Zhi's emotional change towards these non-descendants, Zheng Zhi didn't value these centaurs at the beginning, and the errand he sent was also to guard some unimportant checkpoints, that is, ordnance horses, and the minimum supply.
The reason is that the impression of these forbidden troops on Zheng Zhi is too bad. At this time, Zheng Zhi's mind had undergone a huge change.
Wu Yong frowned when he heard this, and replied: "Your Highness, although Pei Xuan is mostly in charge of this money and grain matter, but the students are also more clear, in the palace treasury, I am afraid that there is no room for such a pension. Under the royal palace, all the yamen had to use money, and the factories spent money like running water, and the monthly military salary was also very expensive, as well as the purchase of grain. I'm afraid the treasury won't be able to hold on. This time it will cost more than two million yuan, I'm afraid Pei Xuan won't be able to take it out. ”
Zheng Zhi really knows a little less about the affairs of the treasury now, and Zheng Zhi has become a person who only cares about spending money. The fierce battle was too urgent, back and forth between the north and the south, and the books piled up in the palace were a mountain, but Zheng Zhidu had time to glance at it in a hurry.
Zheng Zhi's face turned ruthless when he heard this, and he said: "Go to Tokyo quickly, and order Luda to copy the house, and first copy out 20 million yuan." Who's house to copy first, let the species decide the public. ”
Wu Yong frowned when he heard this, and said with some cringe: "Your Highness, now Tokyo City is about stability?" So raiding the house... 'M afraid... and chaos again. ”
Wu Yong is naturally also considering Zheng Zhi, Zheng Zhi is not in Tokyo, a city of one million people, less than 20,000 people. I am afraid that there will be chaos, and there is an emperor in the city of Tokyo, and if this emperor loses control, the consequences will be really unimaginable. Twenty million guan is really an unimaginable amount for Wu Yong. I don't know how many of the big families in Tokyo will become destitute.
Zheng Zhihu was stunned, looked at Wu Yong, and said sharply: "Copy, the soldiers died at the border pass, how can they not be compensated, who will fight for the country in the future?" Those dignitaries and dignitaries, what do they want so much money for, and they can't starve to death. In addition, Luda was ordered again, but if anyone resisted or did something in private, the old and decrepit would be decided, and the young and strong would be sent to Yanyun to kill the enemy. ”
Wu Yong still looked worried, but he had to nod and answer yes.
"Pedant, the matter of casualty registration is laborious." Zheng Zhi saw that Wu was arching his hand, and his tone was a little calmer.
"Your Highness, this is a matter within its scope, and it must be appropriate, and I dare not teach a martyr to be missing." Thinking of these people who died in battle, Wu Yong also knew where his duty was.