Although the Ghaznavids who fell to the ground in front of him did not match the elite soldiers in Lao Luo's impression, but turning his head and thinking about the records in the historical materials, the Mahmud emir who was far away in Ghaznavid actually used troops as many as seventeen times in order to conquer India, which is enough to prove their combat power level.

Lao Luo has not been to South Asia in this era, but later generations of IDN soldiers have also seen some, the strange country that can turn military performances into acrobatic performances, the chaotic society under the caste system, and the submissive national temperament, this era may be a little different, but there is no need to overestimate the combat power of that land.

On the banks of the Sindh River (1), it is impossible to cultivate iron-blooded soldiers, and using their performance as a yardstick, it seems that he may have overestimated the combat power of the Ghaznavids, and Lao Luo has a lot less scruples in his heart.

According to this calculation, the army of the Qarakhanid kingdom in the north should be about the same as this side, as for the overthrown Samanid rule, perhaps the Iranians themselves are not angry, from the observation results along the way, it seems that the two local forces are obviously in opposition to the Abbasid regime in Baghdad, so the military level of West and Central Asia is also the same, no wonder it was overturned by the Mongols all the way after 200 years. Continuing to calculate according to this standard, the Liao and Song in the East are similar to each other.

When Lao Luo thought so, the movements in his hands did not stop, the rhinoceros leather armor is not a thing that is afraid of water, the heart patch inlaid on it is made of stainless steel, and the unique oxide layer will not be oxidized because of a little water, but there are too many blood stains on it, even if Lao Luo finds a bristle brush, he can't get rid of the dark red traces in the folds and gaps in the armor, and the armor that has not been used much along the way no longer has that feeling of being newly tied, even if Lao Luo Lao Luo puts the armor on the grass on the shore, This thing naturally has a hint of bloody aura, and it looks much more fierce than what I saw in museums in later generations.

I checked the long knife that was resting on the shore again, although it had been a long time, Lao Luo still couldn't figure out how this thing was forged, it was still a complete blue and red blade, and he had cut so many heads, and it was not less than the enemy's blade, and the edge of the blade was still as sharp as new.

Copper-iron alloys? Manganese alloys? Tungsten? High-carbon alloys? Although Lao Luo is not an expert in metallurgy, he always knows that this thing is by no means an ordinary steel long knife. Because the scimitars of his soldiers, which were also made with the steel clamping method, already had a lot of obvious jagged things.

Then take off the horse armor on Heiyun's body, this big guy with aura does not have much blood on his body, but he is covered with sweat, so it is free to bathe it and so on, wipe the sweat on Heiyun's body with a muslin, and then wash it with blood stains on the long hair of its calves, and then find a blanket to cover the horse's belly, this big guy raised his neck comfortably and screamed twice, Lao Luo grabbed its neck and sent it to eat, and there were naturally soldiers next to him to sort out the forage, which was specially enjoyed by the Hercules horse like Heiyun, These guys have a huge appetite, and they can eat four or five times more than Arabian horses each time, and if it weren't for Lao Luo's space to store all kinds of supplies, it would really be difficult to satisfy its appetite.

Black Cloud's horse armor was not only covered with blood, but also half of the intestines, broken bones and flesh, brains and scalps, and other things, and there were also thirty or fifty arrows with wooden poles and iron clusters. The horse armor used this time is also carefully crafted, with a double layer of cowhide sandwiched between two layers of fine linen, and the outside is riveted with steel sheets, except for some pits in a few places, and the hanging arrows are only framed in the gaps in the steel skin, because the unloading force during the battle cancels out the momentum of the arrows, and the arrows have not even been able to penetrate the first layer of cowhide under the steel skin.

"General, breakfast is ready, do you think we will arrange for the soldiers to eat in a different place?" Gonzhas came over when Lao Luo was pondering things, and he usually wouldn't disturb Lao Luo when he was thinking about things.

Lao Luo wasn't annoyed, anyway, he had a good idea of what was going to happen next. Looking up at the sky, although the fog had not yet dispersed, Dongfang felt brighter and brighter, "You can eat first, but why change places?" ”

There are a lot of places that can be replaced, but the battlefield has not been cleared up yet, and the distance is of course delayed.

"That...... The battlefield was so bloody that many recruits threw up while cleaning the battlefield. Gonzas pointed to the battlefield behind Lao Luo and said with a pale face.

Indeed, when it was still dark, I didn't feel that although I couldn't see the sun yet, it was already bright, and the battlefield was full of flesh and blood, and the blue-yellow turf on the ground had been dyed black and red.

"Well, tell the soldiers, it's on the other side of the river. We need to hurry up, have breakfast, and move after tidying up the battlefield. Lao Luo looked back at the battlefield, and then looked around at the expressions of the soldiers who were still busy, and he didn't care about himself. At this moment, he remembered his battlefield experiences in the afterlife, and it was simply a common thing to sit in the pile of corpses and eat and drink.

At present, this kind of soldier, who has just been trained for more than half a year, although he has participated in several crackdowns on bandits, and he also has the experience of Dhamgan, but this is the first time to face a bloody battlefield, and everything must be done step by step, and it is impossible for them to adapt immediately.

"Yes, Lord." Gonzhas turned his head and arranged.

It's not that the trivial things in Lao Luo's hands can't be handed over to his own soldiers to do, it's just that he needs to evaluate the quality of the armor in his hand, and he doesn't want to rely entirely on the current armor craftsmanship. Although he is still just beginning to be familiar with cold weapons warfare, it is impossible for a later generation of special operations experts to fully believe in the craftsmanship and technology of this era.

According to his own understanding, combined with the technological foundation of this era, and then perfected, is what Lao Luo thinks.

While there was still a little time for breakfast, Lao Luo pulled the standard armor of his own soldiers over and looked at it, these guys also followed the charge on both wings, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the armor was damaged. As for the damage to the weapon, it can't be solved for a while, but fortunately, each soldier still has a spare weapon, and even the captured blade can be repaired, and the next battle can continue.

He finally understood why the rulers of the Eastern Dynasty always said that the war cost the people and money, and the armor and weapons of more than 2,000 people at the moment had consumed the material reserves of the original Tang camp for thirty years, plus a large amount of raw materials that Lao Luo traded with the property in his own space.

If we multiply this figure by a hundredfold, that is, 200,000 soldiers, which is the scale level of a country, and the logistical supply required is also 100 times, it will be at least 2 million or more in a short period of time, and it will definitely affect the daily life of the people to a great extent, not to mention the power struggle within a political regime.

After a distracted breakfast, the soldiers went on to get busy, and Alker sent men to pick up the men who guarded the reserve horses, and then sent the scouts out, a trivial matter that Lao Luo no longer had to worry about, and the shrewd Visigoths were very good at it.

The corpses of a number of warriors were parked on the banks of the Hari River across the battlefield, and Lao Luo took turns to examine the deaths and wounds of each of them with a blank face, to examine whether the casualties were caused by the improper armor, and to examine the faces of each of the dead soldiers—he could name everyone who fell here, and who had fervently hoped that he, the general, would return to the East, but now they had fallen on a foreign land. Although Lao Luo knew that this kind of thing was inevitable, his heart was still full of sadness.

"Report, general, in this battle, our cavalry academy killed a total of 23 soldiers and wounded 341 people, of which 17 were seriously injured......" Gonzas stood behind Lao Luo and read the latest statistics with a solemn expression.

Lao Luo stood up and instructed Alki, "Tell someone to find some clean tent cloths, wrap the bodies of the dead soldiers, and I will put them away later." ”

Of course, these dead soldiers can also be buried on the spot, or cremated with firewood, but many of them still have families, and Lao Luo doesn't want to just bring a message or an urn to their family like later generations, which is disrespectful to the dead. If there's no way, that's fine, but ...... Space or something has long been no secret, and Lao Luo no longer has any scruples, anyway, it is a state of time stagnation inside, so there is no need to worry about rotting or damage.

"Gonzas, count the military exploits of each soldier, your duty is not just to lead the battle." Lao Luo looked at the Thracian, the guy nicknamed the White Bear, who was as brave as the legendary Thracian ancestors, but he did not want him to become a fierce general who did not care for the lives of his men.

"I understand, Lord!" In the face of Lao Luo's incomplete words, Gonzas knew very well in his heart that in fact, many of the soldiers who fell here were raised by him with training in one hand, looking at the faces that never knew the roots, he didn't have a taste in his heart, Thracians value courage and victory, but it does not mean that they despise life.

"Okay, arrange someone to do things, and you and I will go to the battlefield to see." Lao Luo patted Gonzas on the shoulder and casually greeted, "Alck, you come with you too." ”

The fog was already extremely thin, the autumn sun was shining on the whole land, the corpses on the battlefield were scattered about two or three square kilometers of ground, and the blood that had been shed for half the night began to dry up, and the bright red color was gone, replaced by dark red patches mixed with dust and grass clippings.

It wasn't cold, so it was full of buzzing flies that came from nowhere, vultures hovering in the sky, and swarms of crows lying on branches in the distance. It's not the gray-green scene in the movie that only appears when the clouds are thick, but a kind of gore that resembles an open-air slaughterhouse.

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(1) The Sindh River, also known as the Indus River, is the birthplace of South Asian civilization, from which the name of India is derived.