Chapter Eighty-Five: Willing to Help, But Not a Soldier

After Shi Dayong woke up, Cao Bianjiao, Jiang Wanli, Ma Zhong, Li Dashan, Sun Youjin and other officers all rushed to visit. They had all seen the injuries on Shi Dayong's face when he was unconscious, so after they came, they all tacitly kept silent about the injuries on the general's face, so as not to make the general sad.

The kindness of his subordinates, Shi Dayong took it, and also accepted their feelings, and did not say his face, but asked about the aftermath of the soldiers who went out with him that day, to some extent, even more worried Shi Dayong than the Dalinghe war.

As a high-ranking person, he regards the aftermath of his soldiers as more important than the battle situation, which seems to outsiders to put the cart before the horse, but in Shi Dayong's view, there is no conflict between the two. Even from the perspective of future generations, his behavior may be a bit of a woman's kindness, not to mention how inconvenient the conditions are, how much it costs, and the trouble alone is enough to make people miserable. It is far less convenient than burying it on the spot, and the deceased's family will give some pension money, and the local government will take proper care of it, and the matter will be settled.

After all, these soldiers are not fighting for him, but for the court and the emperor, and it is also the emperor's business to take care of it. If he leads the soldiers, he can eat and drink less soldiers' blood, which is a great good, where can he manage so much!

In this year, the soldiers are in a panic, the outside of the pass is fighting, the inside of the pass is also fighting, one day no one will die, if all the soldiers are the same as him, then the Ming Dynasty can be lively, in addition to the caravan from the south to the north is the corpse transport team, paper money can be scattered from Shanhaiguan to Liangguang.

However, Shi Dayong insisted on doing this, and even took the corpse back to his hometown as the military soul of his Songshan Army. Because he respects every person, every soul that has passed away!

If he doesn't want to become a white bone in the wasteland after his death, let the wind and rain blow, let the wild dogs eat, and let his relatives look through the eyeliner but don't know where he is, he must be kind to his subordinates and those unyielding heroes!

Killing decisively is a pleasure; To move forward courageously is to be fearless.

However, once it will be successful, it will be ten thousand bones!

Up and down for thousands of years, which famous general can transport corpses thousands of miles like he Shi Dayong!

After people die, not to mention whether there is a soul or not, it is for their parents not to cry and blind, for their wives and children to be able to burn some paper money on the grave during the Qingming Festival, and provide some food, no matter how hard and tired they are, no matter how much money they spend, no matter how much manpower they consume, it is worth it!

It's hard to buy peace of mind.

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A group of officers had no dealings with the governor Yamen and the Liaodong generals, and the battle was fought under the city of Jinzhou, so the corpse was organized by Chen Ang, the prefect of Jinzhou, to clean up the aftermath. Cao Bianjiao had a close relationship with Governor Qiu, so everyone elected him as a representative, and participated in the whole process of arranging the aftermath of the fallen soldiers.

told Shi Dayong at the moment: "Li Desheng, Xia Yizhong, the two thousand generals and more than 300 fallen soldiers under the subordinates are all from Liaoyang, and now they are occupied by Jiannu, so the corpse cannot be transported, and there are not so many coffins for a while, and the weather is hot and cannot be stopped, so the last general can only bury them in Songshan first, and then move them to be buried after recovering Liaoyang in the future." ”

After speaking, seeing Shi Dayong's heavy face, Cao Bianjiao thought that there was something wrong with his arrangement, and hurriedly said: "If the general thinks that the last general is not doing well, the last general will ask someone to rearrange it." ”

Shi Dayong shook his head, patted Cao Bianjiao gently, and smiled a little sourly: "You have done a good job, these days, you have worked hard." ”

Cao Bianjiao hurriedly shook his head and said, "These are all things that the last general should do, and the general doesn't think Xiao Cao is overstepping." ”

"No, no, where can it be? You Xiaocao are becoming more and more sensible now, and you can take charge of yourself, and I am very happy in my heart. You've done a great job, really well. It is the general's consistent proposition to let the bones of the fallen soldiers be buried in their hometown, and I hope that this proposition can always be passed on in our Songshan army. ”

Speaking of this, he stopped, and said to everyone seriously: "Others lead the troops, talk about loyalty, filial piety, wisdom and bravery, and I Shi Dayong leads the troops, but I don't talk about this, only one thing, that is, I don't have to worry about what happens after my subordinates die." Perhaps, you will think that I have some mothers-in-law, some women, or some teachings, before this battle is fought, I will decide the aftermath first, and I can't help but sweep the morale of the army. However, I feel that the soldiers follow me Shi Dayong, in addition to exchanging their lives for the family's breadwinners, they also trust me Shi Dayong. When I am alive, I can't give them the best, and when I die, if I don't help them take care of their aftermath, you say, what do I mean by being a general? ”

Ma Zhong said indignantly: "The general is benevolent and righteous, treat my soldiers like brothers and sisters, and we will only swear to the death, and dare not be negative!" ”

"Only swear to die, don't dare to lose!" And they all bowed down together.

Shi Dayong helped them up one by one, his eyes slowly passed over the faces of his subordinates, hesitated, and finally said: "Lord Zhang led the troops to help, and he intended to organize the troops to help, but I don't know what you think?" ”

"The general's injury is just better, how can he fight?" Cao Bianjiao was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Wanli shook his head: "The general wants to help, and the last general should have sworn to follow him to the death, but our Songshan now has less than 100 soldiers, but there are 40,000 troops in Zhang's army, and we are afraid that it will not be useful if we go." ”

Hearing this, Shi Dayong was stunned, but he forgot that his subordinates no longer had any soldiers, and most of them died in Daling River and Jinzhou City. Now I just want to go to the rescue, and I will do my best to do my best, but there is no soldier to save me.

"Yes, if there are no soldiers, it is difficult to go to the aid even if you have the heart." Ma Zhong touched half of his face, and then looked at half of Shi Dayong's face, he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that Shi Dayong would be seriously injured and would not be able to lead the troops to fight at all.

There were less than 100 people under his command, and the Liaodong soldiers in the city under the leadership of Wu Xiang and Song Wei all came to Zhang Chun's aid, leaving only the regimental training soldiers and guard soldiers, at most more than 2,000, and it was already difficult to defend the city, and the people had to be mobilized to help defend it. If Qiu Hejia is asked to take away all the regimental training and guards he has left, I'm afraid Qiu Hejia will not agree.

Could it be that he just watched Zhang Chun's army annihilated, and tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians of Dalinghe surrendered to Manchuria?

Could it be that he really couldn't prevent the tragedy that happened in the Daling River, and couldn't prevent He Kegang's head from falling to the ground?

Shi Dayong had a headache, the capital he built in Songshan was basically gone, and the wolf cavalry was also disabled. Do you really want to take these dozens of people and the tens of thousands of troops of the Jin Army to the bottom of the line?

No, if you want to find death, you can't die like this, if you insist on going your own way, it will be unfair to these subordinates who will survive the catastrophe.

Helpless, Shi Dayong sighed and wanted to say that since he couldn't go to help, he should stay in the city. Just as he was about to speak, the guards outside came to report: "General Yu, Huang Shao and the two thousand generals have returned to Changping!" ”