Won.

Two simple words, dripping with blood.

Qin Kan only felt very tired now, his head was very dizzy, the residual fever on his body had not subsided, his throat and eyes were stinging like fire, his eyes were red and swollen after being smoked by the poisonous gas bomb three days ago, and several bandaged wounds on his body were faintly painful......

As soon as he spoke, his voice was hoarse and ugly: "Won?" ”

Ding Shun nodded and smiled: "Victory, Duoyan's Tana led a thousand cavalry to the rescue, and in less than half an hour, Ye Jinquan also led three thousand cavalry to come, and the five thousand Tartars were completely wiped out, and none of them ran." ”

Qin Kan glanced sideways at Ye Jinquan, Ye Jinquan still had a cool expression, he was now a little more heroic and murderous with his armor draped, and his eyes were full of concern when he looked at Qin Kan.

Qin Kanqiang smiled and said, "What about our casualties? ”

Ding Shun's smile suddenly disappeared, and he hung his head and was silent.

Qin Kan's brows furrowed, and he said in an aggravated tone: "Say!" ”

Ding Shun had to say: "Eight thousand officers and soldiers, more than 5,300 dead and more than 1,500 wounded......"

Qin Kan was stunned for a long time, and sighed: "Almost all the troops have been wiped out." ”

Ding Shun said in a low voice: "The young soldiers formed by the adults themselves have more than 300 dead and more than 100 wounded, all of them are good, Yang Zhiyong died with the enemy, and until he died, he held a knife that cut half into the neck of the tartar, and the whole person was stiff, and it took the strength of four or five people to separate his hands and the knife, my lord, this battle was too tragic." ”

Ding Shun said as tears poured down.

Qin Kan was speechless, remembering that the five hundred young soldiers rushed to the Tartar without hesitation, and used their thin bodies to fight the Tartars to the death. fell under the enemy's knife one by one, thinking of the young man Yang Zhiyong, who cherished his blessings, his shy and honest smile at that moment, and his stubborn expression when he was dying, he couldn't help but feel a cramp in his heart.

He was a young man with a bright future, but he fell forever in this strange land, and the prosperity of the world, the scenery waiting for them on the road not far in the future has nothing to do with them from now on.

"Ding Shun ......"

"Yes."

Qin Kan said bitterly: "Bury them, bury every soldier who sacrificed his life for the Ming Dynasty." ”

"Yes,"

"A stone monument was erected on the east bank of the Liao River. The stone tablet is engraved with the name of every soldier who died in this battle. Describe in detail the course of this battle, commemorate the predecessors, and serve as a wake-up call for future generations. ”

"Yes."

"If the fallen soldiers have families, the court will pay for them. Raise his family for the rest of his life. His sons and daughters joined the army and were all promoted to the rank of officer. ”

"Your Excellency. After this battle, his subordinates caught a few live Tartars and asked, this time it was the order of the little Tatar prince Boyan Mengke. 15,000 troops were dispatched, of which 10,000 were engaged with Duoyan in Liaoyang City for forty miles, and the other 5,000 people sniped our Qincha honor guard and chased its source. ”

Qin Kan sighed: "When I was in the Duoyan camp that night, I shouldn't have set fire to it and sifted away, or I didn't do it, and once I did, I had to eradicate it, otherwise there would be trouble...... What's going on with Duo Yanwei? ”

"Duoyanwei's combat strength is not weak, and later Ye Jinquan led 10,000 people to help, our side had the advantage, the battle was less than an hour, more than 2,000 people were killed and wounded on both sides, the Tatar Department saw that the situation was not good, and took the initiative to withdraw the army, plus the 5,000 Tartars we annihilated, Boyan Meng could have a total of more than 7,000 casualties, this time it hurt his muscles and bones."

Qin Kan smiled bitterly: "Victory is victory, after all, it is a tragic victory, the price we paid is too great......"

It was only after a real battle with the Tartars that Qin Kan noticed that there was such a huge difference in combat power between the Ming and Tatar armies.

"Eight thousand against five thousand, almost wiped out, where the hell did we lose?" Qin Kan looked at the dome of the tent and muttered to himself in distraction.

Ye Jinquan, who had not spoken, answered this question.

"The Tatars are better than the cavalry, they completely inherited the tactical tactics of Genghis Khan when he conquered the world, the battle first began with cavalry shooting, and then the cavalry formation charged, while the two wings were flanked left and right, and annihilated in one go, due to the defective Mongolian horse breed, each Mongol had at least two or three horses when fighting, and when he was three arrows away from the enemy, he changed his horse and began to charge, so as to fully ensure that the horses had enough physical strength to charge, and in the plains, the only role of the cavalry was to charge, so as to crush the enemy's formation, the enemy does not die, and the charge does not stop. ”

Qin Kan pondered: "When we fought with the Tartars, we remembered that they dismounted halfway......"

Ye Jinquan sighed: "My lord, this is our luck, at that time we were killed and wounded most of us, the Tartars thought that our morale had collapsed, so we underestimated the enemy, so we dismounted and fought, which created an opportunity for Tana's 1,000 cavalry later, otherwise more people died in this battle." ”

"The poor life, daily grazing and labor, often fighting with various tribes for pasture and raising troops, the Mongols have lived in distress for thousands of years, and have been in battle for thousands of years, coupled with the cavalry charge formation that is almost invincible in the world on the plain terrain, it is reasonable that our Ming soldiers are not as good as the Mongols."

Qin Kan was silent.

Ye Jinquan is not wrong, the combat power of the Ming soldiers is indeed inferior to others, this is an ironclad fact.

It's just that Ye Jinquan didn't talk about the roots in some places.

In addition to the racial and environmental reasons on both sides, the main reason is that the military system of the Ming Dynasty has been corrupted, and the corruption of the military system will inevitably lead to the refusal of soldiers to use their lives, and the Mongols have always believed in natural selection, the survival of the strong, one eliminates the other, how can it be undefeated?

In order to solve this problem, it is necessary to start from the roots; in addition to reforming the military system, it is also necessary to reformulate tactics aimed at the Mongols, so as to attack the enemy with their own strengths, and the development of advanced weapons is also the most important thing......

Dizzy in his mind, Qin Kan had a lot of thoughts for a while, very messy, and fragmentary thoughts flashed in his mind.

Ding Shun, Ye Jinquan and others had been quietly watching him beside him, until they saw him close his eyes and fall asleep, and then everyone quietly walked out of the tent.

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It was already dark when he woke up again, and Qin Kan felt a little better in spirit, and his body was not so hot.

Closing his eyes and silently summing up the gains and losses of this battle, the curtain of the tent was lifted. A faint fragrance came to my nose.

A soft and boneless hand gently rested on his forehead, and then let out a long sigh of relief: "The fever has finally subsided, and this dog's life is not small......"

I really wanted to open my eyes and formally express my gratitude for Baili Chi's help, but when he heard Tana's words, Qin Kan simply didn't bother to open his eyes, and kept pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed.

There is a kind of person who is because of his cheap mouth, and as a result, it is not good to give grace to others, and the most difficult thing is that the benefactor becomes an enemy, Tana is this kind of person, it is certain. There are definitely more enemies than friends in her tribe.

Seeing that Qin Kan had a fever. Tana's whole person was also much lighter, thinking that Qin Kan had not woken up, so she pulled out half of the scimitar inlaid with pearls and jade on her waist, and shook it at him with bared teeth. He withdrew the scimitar again. The delicate fist squeezed hard. The crackling knuckles are crunch, and they are very threatening.

Qin Kan's cheeks twitched imperceptibly a few times, but he was discovered by Tana, who was sharp-eyed.

"Hey. Dog officer, are you awake? ”

Qin Kan had no choice but to open his eyes, glanced at Tana very reluctantly, and quickly closed them, sighing bitterly: "I'm a patient......"

"How?"

"Patients should be in a good mood ......"

"So what?"

"So, it's better to stay away from me what makes me unhappy, and if you can, wait until I'm well."

"What's upsetting you?"

Qin Kan sighed: "Of course it's you, Miss Tana, I have a good impression of everything in this tent, only you make me feel bad......"

Tana froze for a moment, then burst into rage: "You mean to say that I made you unhappy? ”

"I'm sorry, but I'm still going to say it...... Yes. ”

"For what?"

"Because your skill in hunting down your husband is so bad, if you kill him that night, why should I suffer this sin?"

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As soon as he rode west, Pegasus entered the customs.

Immediately, the knight looked sad and angry, and the horsewhip was whipped on the horse's buttocks from time to time, so that the horse neighed in pain, but the knight did not care about it, and rode his horse forward after entering the Shanhaiguan, and went straight to the Jingshi.

With Qin Kan's warrant, the guards and even the general soldiers guarding the mountain customs were informed along the way, and they hurriedly rushed to the Liaohe River to help, but the knights refused to change people, and insisted on personally sending Qin Kan's handwritten letter to the Beijing Division.

This may be the last thing that can be done for Qin Shuai.

I don't know if it was blown by the wind or in a sad mood, facing the cold wind, immediately the knight's eyes were red, and tears splashed in the wind.

After entering the Shanhaiguan, he galloped for three days, and finally came to the towering city wall of the Beijing Division.

Both the horse and the knight were exhausted, and the horse's mouth was covered with a thick layer of white foam, and the horse's breath was heavy and sweaty like pulp, and the knight's face was pale and shaky.

Less than two miles from the north gate of the Jingshi, the horse finally lost his strength completely, let out a weak cry, and then fell limply to the ground.

The knight supported his weak body, reached into his arms and took out a letter that was densely wrapped in oiled paper, which was the handwritten letter handed to him by Qin Shuai.

Somehow his faith sustained him, the knight staggered towards the city gate, stumbling along the way, and he fell down many times, and the scenery before him was all blurred.

It wasn't until half a mile away from the city gate that the soldiers and horses of the five cities guarding the city gate noticed that the knight was abnormal, and two people hurriedly stepped forward to check.

When the knight saw them, it was like a traveler in the desert seeing an oasis, and his spirit suddenly relaxed, and his body fell to the ground limply, and the two real characters hurriedly supported him.

Shaking Suosuo raised the letter high, the knight said weakly with a crying voice: "Quick...... Hurry into the palace to report to the emperor, Qin sent Qin Kan to encounter the Tartar cavalry on the east bank of the Liao River, Lord Qin led the remnants to resist to the death, and the department suffered heavy casualties, and now Lord Qin ......does not know whether he is alive or dead."

After saying that, the knight passed out.

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PS: There is one more shift in the early morning......

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