Chapter 525: Casualties break through history

In the evening, in the south of the Beijing Division, Daxing Huang Village, the army led by Yang Lin was stationed here, in the smoke curling, in the tent of the Chinese army, Yang Lin was listening to the report of the intelligence soldiers, about the battle situation of Chao Sheng, Huo Xiong and Zhuge Mou's three-way army. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Report to the marshal, the actions of Zhuge Staff Officer, Commander Huo and Commander Chao are quite smooth, and they have successively destroyed the Tongzhou battalion, the Xishan Jianrui battalion and the Fengtai battalion, so far, the three-way army is cleaning up the battlefield, disposing of the corpses of the Qing soldiers, and preparing for the next move."

"Well, that's good." Yang Lin answered, and suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he asked instead, "By the way, what are the casualties of the Three Roads Army?" Were the wounded treated in time and sent to the rear for recuperation? ā€

As soon as these words came out, the intelligence soldier was about to say something, at this time, Wang Zhizheng stood up, as the head of Jishitang, who was responsible for the treatment and coordination of the wounded after the war, and no one was more suitable to answer this question than him.

"Report to the marshal, the operation of this raid on the three major battalions of the Qing army was very smooth, and the casualties were not large, Staff Officer Zhuge and Commander Huo lost 2,000 and 1,000 people respectively, and Commander Chao had more than 3,000 people, and the total casualties were about 5,000, so the casualties of the Third Route Army were a little more than 11,000."

"Moreover, Jishitang's military medical team responded very quickly, and handled the injuries of those wounded very well and in a timely manner, and the seriously injured people are being transported to the rear and treated in a place with good medical conditions, marshal, you can rest assured that those wounded do not have any danger to their lives, and they are treated by full-time doctors, and medical personnel are watching and caring for them."

However, Yang Lin's originally happy expression suddenly changed, and when he heard that the number of casualties of the Three Route Army was more than 11,000 people, he was even more gloomy and terrifying, and muttered: "It is worthy of the elite troops of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, not comparable to those local garrisons, and it actually caused so many casualties in my army at once, well, it is really good." ā€

Yang Lin's voice stopped abruptly and didn't say anything anymore, although Wang Zhizheng's old face was calm, he muttered secretly in his heart: "Who is this?" The first battle was decided, and he killed more than 300,000 Qing troops at once, and his own casualties were only a little more than 11,000. ā€

Although he was a little dissatisfied in his heart, and had some complaints about the actions of the three-way army, Yang Lin still held back, and after a short silence, he turned his head to look to the side and asked faintly: "Ah Kun, what's going on?" Talking about the actions of the three-way army, why are there so many casualties? It shouldn't be~"

Qu Kun can understand Yang Lin's mood, as a confidant, he deeply knows that the marshal loves his officers and soldiers very much, not to mention the casualties of 11,000 people, even if he is injured, he also feels distressed, not to mention, in the past, in the harshest battle, the casualties would not exceed 1,000 people, when did he suffer such a big loss?

The anger in my heart speaks for itself.

These thoughts were fleeting, and when he heard Yang Lin's question, Qu Kun seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and he said: "Marshal Qiyu, this battle is different from the past, although the three-way army is a sudden attack and a blitzkrieg, but the Qing soldiers of the three battalions are extremely stubborn, no matter how strong our firepower is, they would rather die than surrender, even if they can't fight, they are desperate to resist." ā€

Speaking of this, Qu Kun's tone paused for a moment, making the appearance of swallowing saliva and moistening his throat, but his eyes were like a large number of Yang Lin's expressions, seeing that the marshal was still so calm, he continued: "According to the battle reports sent by the intelligence officers, Zhuge Staff Officer, Commander Huo, and Commander Chao, the Qing soldiers of the three major battalions were extremely strong, and the resistance was particularly crazy, some of their arms were blown off, and they could lie on the ground in pain and pretend to be dead. ā€

"In short, they pretend to be dead in a strange way, that is, they don't escape, they have to die with our soldiers, fortunately, the weapons in the hands of the Qing soldiers are mostly bird guns and broadswords and spears, and the casualties of the three-way army will not be much, and the number of injured is the most."

However, hearing such an answer, Yang Lin's expression was still cloudy and uncertain, and there was no change, but he said in an indifferent voice: "In this way, so many casualties are not combat casualties, but casualties after the occupation of the camp, and they were suddenly attacked. ā€

"Yes, Marshal, exactly." Qu Kun replied a little frightened, because he knew that Yang Lin was really angry, and the calmer he was, the more he was angry, although he knew that Yang Lin would not be angry with himself, he still had some apprehension and uneasiness in his heart.

Suddenly, the camp was quiet, everyone was silent for a long time, in the solemn air, the atmosphere was a little depressing, there was no joy after the battle, after a while, Yang Lin's expression was closed, and he no longer dwelled on the matter of soldiers' casualties, his tone changed, and he asked instead: "By the way, have those helmets arrived?" ā€

The question was a little sudden, Yang Lin's thinking was too jumpy, Qu Kun was stunned at first, a little puzzled, and quickly reacted, knowing what Yang Lin was asking, and then replied: "Report to the marshal, due to the shortage of steel raw materials, our arsenal has only produced 300,000 helmets, and they are on the way to be transported, if there is no emergency, it should arrive in the next two days." ā€

At this moment, Yang Lin's expression was somewhat relieved, he nodded slightly, and said softly: "After the 300,000 helmets arrive, they will be divided into three parts and sent to the hands of the three-way army, and every soldier must be able to wear them." ā€

"Yes, Marshal, as soon as the helmet arrives, it will be sent to the three-way army immediately."

Hearing Qu Kun's solemn answer, Yang Lin felt a lot more relieved, and muttered to himself: "Equipped with these helmets, the casualties of the soldiers should be reduced a lot, after all, the brain is not dead, the heart is not injured, and with the strong medical team he has established in the past two years, he can treat the injured soldiers." ā€

For a while, Yang Lin suddenly felt a little speechless, but finally explained: "By the way, Ah Kun, although the Jingshi is under martial law, our sleepers cannot move, let alone send news, but you still have to pay attention to see if you can contact them, and ask the latest movements of the Jingshi Qing Court, so that we can take the next action." ā€

"Okay, marshal, I will contact our lurkers as much as possible to see if I can find out the movements of the Qing court and the deployment and deployment of the Qing army in the capital," Qu Kun immediately understood and replied quickly.

"Also, Ah Kun, by the way, I will convey to Commander Huo, Commander Chao and Staff Officer Zhuge that they must not act, and recuperate well, as long as Chen Bing is ten miles away from the Beijing Division, everything must wait for my order before they can act." Yang Lin added and looked at Qu Kun.

"Okay, marshal, I will definitely convey your order."

After Qu Kun responded, Yang Lin waved his hand and said lightly: "Okay, let's talk about it here today, you guys go out first." ā€

Immediately, everyone left the camp, and when everything returned to calm, Yang Lin slowly turned around, looked at the north, the direction of the capital, and muttered: "It's soon, there are not a few days, you can't jump for long." ā€