People are like this, if they don't feel the pain of the skin, they will never feel the urgency, the last time, when Damin recaptured Shiraz, the Arabs had already robbed enough, and the residents of the city also fled almost immediately, so when Li Yexu's army entered the city, the home had been robbed empty and the citizens had no welcome at all. XsHuoTXt

He was even afraid of the showdown of the cost of the army's garrison, and cursed the left and right Qianniuwei to get out of here.

This time, the imminent Arab raid was saved by the Qianniuwei cavalry, and the whole scene was reversed 180 degrees.

In the tavern, all the wine that the merchants had just brought was bought by the rich families of the city, and the remaining chickens, ducks, and eggs were also taken out by the crazy people, and they were forced into the hands of the Qianniu Wei cavalry who entered the city, and the remaining rose petals of great value were sprinkled on the heads of the army entering the city like rain.

Especially when the 1,000 or so captured and scarred Arabs were led into the city in a long line, the huge number of Shiraz citizens, who had been under the shadow of these desert barbarians since the autumn harvest of this year, had finally completely disappeared.

Storm-like stones, rotten leaves fell on these captives.

Today, it is really a rare victory, taking advantage of the most chaotic moment of the Arabs to attack, almost every Min cavalry knife is stained with blood, how many heads have been cut, so far it has not been calculated, all in all, Saladin is planning to lie dormant in the mountains The ten thousand cavalry is completely finished.

However, at the same time, some people were ruthlessly ignored.

In the military camp of the government soldiers not far from Dongcheng, there are full of wailing wounded soldiers, and the trolleys carrying the remains of the dead have not stopped until now, and the air is filled with an amazing smell of blood, and the government soldiers do not have their own red gourd medical team at the first level, and more than a dozen Taoist doctors who have been seconded from the legion are busy from late evening to late at night, and the sweat on their heads is blood red.

It was too miserable, more than 4,700 people defended the city, and the wounded after the war could not be counted, and only more than 2,500 people were left alive.

Even if the main general Zhonglang General Xue Ne is also miserable at this time, with a bandage around his neck, a leg on his slope, and his right hand still hanging on his chest, if it weren't for the fact that after being hit by the Arab iron horse, the general desperately dragged him back to the city, and it is estimated that his life will be explained on the battlefield today.

In the end, even if he was so seriously injured, Xue Ne still insisted on patrolling the camp with the wounded, and personally inquired about the wounded soldiers and supplies of each team and brigade, although Xue Ne was not the general in charge of these government soldiers, his move still made the sad and tired government soldiers feel a little more warm in their hearts.

After pacifying the soldiers, it was almost late at night, but the lively noise could still be heard in the garrison of Qianniuwei on the other side, which made Xue Ne's chest who walked out of the barracks couldn't help but feel gloomy.

To tell the truth, today's wars are almost all fought by government soldiers, they can choose to stand in the city and defend, but they obey the military order and take the initiative to go out of the city to fight with the Arab cavalry, fight against the city, and suffer heavy casualties, which gave the left and right Qianniuwei the fighters to raid from behind.

But history is often like this, the real bloodshed is not the people who stand in front of the stage to accept the cheers, the citizens of Shiraz only remember that it was Li Yexu and Sheng Lianshan two generals who saved themselves, but they do not remember the soldiers who fought before.

Xiao Se sighed for a while, Xue Ne was still reluctantly helped to ride on the horse and walked back, after all, he was the lieutenant general of the Confucian soldiers, and he didn't say much about the unfair treatment of the soldiers.

But before Xue Ne could go far, a herald messenger with red feathers on his back anxiously rushed over, and the horse's hooves circled around the street a few times, and after carefully identifying it, the herald messenger shouted anxiously.

"Ahead, it's Xue Ne Xue Zhonglang?"

"It's the general, who are you?"

"The lowly right Qianniu Wei striker Xinying herald post, on the order of General Li, the commander of the Lazi march, summoned General Xue Lang to the Chinese army to discuss the military situation."

After the battle, the commanders of all parties met to manage, and Xue Ne didn't feel much surprised, and nodded lightly: "Lead the way ahead." ”

"Whoa!"

After the battle of Shiraz, the left and right Qianniuwei were stationed outside the east gate Ying'en Gate, and only a small cavalry escorted the captives into the city to rest, Sheng Lianshan, a drunkard, was driven out of the city with grievances, and Li Yexu entered the city by himself.

Hundreds of cavalry were stationed in the ruins of the east gate, and from afar, you could see the barracks full of rose petals, pigs, cattle and sheep, and piles of wine that were constantly transported out of the city by the sergeants, and occasionally the laughter of those cavalry could be heard through the city gate.

His heart was uneven again, and he didn't say anything, and Xue Ne followed the sentry into the barracks heavily.

The Chinese army's tent is in the center of more than a dozen tents, and the richer aroma of wine is around, but after opening the tent and entering, Xue Ne's pupils shrank in surprise, and a few barrels of rare wine were opened and put aside messily, almost not moving, and there were piles of paperwork on the table.

After glancing at it, Xue Ne hurriedly put away his thoughts, and respectfully clasped his fists and saluted: "The last general, the Confucian soldier, the lieutenant general, Xue Ne, will meet the head of the march." ”

"Oh, excuse me, sit."

It seems that he woke up from the military newspaper and saw Xue Ne's arrival, and after waving his hand to the side, Li Yexu continued to read the military newspaper in his hand, and only read a few sentences for a full minute, hurriedly put it down, and smiled apologetically: "The military affairs are entangled, so that General Xue Lang has been waiting for a long time." ”

"The last general will not dare." Xue Ne hurriedly bowed his fist respectfully.

"Okay, we are all people in the army, so we won't go around in circles, I will know that today's hard battle is a bloody battle of the soldiers and brothers, so there will be today's great victory, Xue Lang will work hard for you."

Looking at Li Yexu's lightly smiling cheeks, his mood was slightly soothed, and Xue Ne replied a little gently: "The battle situation needs, and the last general knows that he can exchange the life of the last general for the rout of the Arab captivity, and the last general will not hesitate." ”

The war situation needs to be true, the nomadic tribe has repeatedly given the farming people a headache, not the combat effectiveness, but their erratic excitement ability, if you can fight, you can fight, if you can't fight, you can run, don't look at Li Yexu's 50,000 army is violent, if it weren't for Saladin's lack of greed, maybe he could stick to the other party's backward small force to fight two battles, and then send people out of the country with arms.

The exchange of 2,000 infantry for the destruction of 10,000 Arab cavalry like this, throwing out human morality, is simply too worthwhile.

In a military family, Xue Ne didn't complain, and accepted it indifferently, but then Li Yexu's words made his face change drastically.

"However, the battle exploits of defeating the Arabs and killing more than 5,600 enemy chieftains, after all, are the ones I left and right to defend Qianniuwei, and I will truthfully report the first merit to the imperial court."

These words made Xue Ne couldn't help frowning, who created this victory situation, you Li Yexu knew it well, but when he divided his military merits, he opened his mouth and swallowed almost all the merits into his stomach, which is too inauthentic.

Just when Xue Ne frowned, Li Yexu's next sentence made his eyes widen again.

"The general's messenger will set off tonight, and tomorrow you will also shoot the messenger to report your merits to the imperial court, impeach the general's false report of war exploits, conceal the danger of the Arabs, and try to select some officers and soldiers who are seriously injured and can still go, this matter is very important, don't do it!"

How could anyone impeach himself, obviously feeling something abnormal, Xue Ne raised his head in surprise and asked: "Lord Steward, this is ......?"

"As a soldier, you can't participate in politics, but you can't not understand politics, and when you stand in the position of this general one day, you will know, you can go down." When he said this, Li Yexu's face, which was no longer young and had become old, showed sincere exhaustion, and waved his hand tiredly.

Confused, Xue Ne was driven out again, walked out of the tent, he was still muttering in his heart, fortunately, as soon as he came out, Sima Xian, the quartermaster of the Right Qianniu Guard, found him, took the initiative to make a detailed list of supplies, and allocated medicinal materials, eggs and other materials to the guards of the Yinshan Zhichong Mansion who participated in the war, so that Xue Ne was busy and forgot to think about these things for the time being.

It was more than half an hour, and after finishing the inventory of supplies, the carriage swayed towards the north of the city, and Xue Ne limped out of the Qianniuwei military camp again.

This time, he still didn't get far from the intersection, and Xue Ne had to stop again.

At the intersection in front of the military camp in Hessesen, there were actually many soldiers standing, waiting there anxiously.

Confucian soldiers! Xue Ne's real soldiers.

"The last general and others greet the general!"

It is said that life and death can promote the growth of people, and this is the case with Confucian soldiers, who are also wrapped in scarred bodies, dozens of Confucian officers under the leadership of Song Jing and Yao Chong, respectfully bowed on one knee to the ground, and looked at them with a heroic look at the commander who saved Shiraz City, and everyone's eyes were solemn and unprecedentedly hot.

At this scene, Xue Ne, who was full of exhaustion after watching it, couldn't help but be stunned, and it wasn't until a moment later that a rich smile bloomed on his usual bitter gourd face.

Spreading his only movable left arm, Xue Ne praised with affection and affirmation.

"All of you, each and every one of you, are good!"