Due to the large numerical advantage of the Polish army that attacked the town of Beshef, the counter-attacking Taiping army fought a whole night to clear the remnants of the enemy, but a small number of Polish cavalry stationed outside the city, after seeing the friendly troops fleeing from the town of Beshew, and inquiring about the news that General Dokrysztof had been captured, decisively abandoned the camp and fled.

When the Taiping soldiers cleared the remnants of the enemy in the small town of Beshef, there were no Polish soldiers outside, only corpses everywhere that had not had time to be disposed of, and the Polish army did not even have time to take away the weapons and armor of many of the lost war dead!

The next day, Hong Tiancheng walked out of his hiding place with his head held high and his face full of relief, because at this time, the gunfire in the town of Beshev had stopped, indicating that the whole battle had ended, and he was once again out of the existential crisis!

Hong Tiancheng climbed the tower on the highest floor in the center of the town, looked around at the town of Beshev after the war, and the smile on his face gradually faded: "In this battle, the town of Beshev can basically be removed from the map of the United Kingdom of Poland and Lithuania, which is really more complete than the destruction of the town of Fastov that I have looted." ”

In Hong Tiancheng's field of vision, except for the center of the town because the Poles did not attack it, the other buildings are full of billowing smoke and burned debris, of course, this alone will not move Hong Tiancheng, after all, he himself destroyed more than one Polish town.

What made Hong Tiancheng's eyelids flutter was the corpses that were almost covered in the small town of Beshev!

On the barricades of many traffic nodes, the bodies of Taiping soldiers and Polish soldiers are staggered, like lovers who are sleeping together......

Well, the main thing is that many corpses were half burned and 'melted' together.

"Someone."

Hong Tiancheng looked at the battlefield of Beshev Town with deep eyes, and shouted loudly.

"Miko-sama, please give your order." A guard stepped forward and bowed with a Taiping military salute.

"Tell someone to call me to all the existing captains, I want to know the latest battle report losses."

Hong Tiancheng turned to the guards and said, "I will wait for them on the first floor." ”

After the guards left, Hong Tiancheng stood on a high place and browsed the entire town of Beshev before going down to the living room on the first floor.

This wait was more than half an hour, not because the Taiping army commander deliberately slacked off Hong Tiancheng, the Heavenly Father and God's son, but because he needed to count the basic battle damage report, at least, he also had to count how many of his own people were left.

It is undoubtedly the easiest to count your own people, send heralds to the various areas in charge of assembling troops, count the number of people and summarize them, the battle is over, and the Taiping army does not have the combat order to pursue out of the city, at this time, if you can't receive an order in the small town of Beshev, it can only mean that 'they' have been killed.

As early as the end of the battle, the statistical work on battle losses was carried out in accordance with the usual practice, and it was the basic quality of a regular army to find out its own defects and personnel as soon as possible after the war.

However, Hong Tiancheng did not wait for the so-called 'them', only waited for a 'he'!

"Lord Miko, the other senior captains have already found out that they are all going to heaven, so I am the only one who has come to report." Zhao Yan, the head of the 100-person team, saw Hong Tiancheng and reported in a deep voice.

"Well, you're saying that all ten captains died in the line of duty?! How many veteran musketeers are left on the periphery? ”

Hong Tiancheng's personal guard battalion was integrated after the last war, and it directly belonged to Hong Tiancheng, and only set up a 100-man captain temporarily promoted by Hong Tiancheng without a commander, after all, the personal guard team was only responsible for Hong Tiancheng's safety and security service, and only needed a single wartime position.

However, even if you put aside the position of the commander of the 500 personal guard battalion, there are 10 senior musketeers of the Taiping Army under Hong Tiancheng's command, all of whom are exchanged for the formation system.

As long as the commander of the 100-man team is not at the moment of the life and death of the 100-man team, or when the combat mission is facing the crisis of failure, he will not easily take risks; after all, the command experience of officers directly given by the all-out war system decreases in order according to their positions, and once the commander dies in battle, the combat coordination of the entire 100-man team will decline, and the gains will outweigh the losses.

Now that the chief soldier named Zhao Chuan said that the other nine captains were all killed, another meaning in his words was that the nine senior musketeers of the Taiping Army, who were full of 100 people, had disappeared......

At most, there will be some scattered remnants of soldiers still alive, which is common in street fighting.

After Zhao Yan heard Hong Tiancheng's question, the corners of his mouth flashed with a hint of bitterness and replied: "The subordinates have just counted and found out that except for Lord Shenzi's personal guard battalion, only 201 senior musketeers are left......

"There were 1,040 senior musketeers in the 10 full-fledged Taiping Army, and only 201 were left after the battle...... Karl's Swedish veteran swordsmen were all wiped out, and the Guards battalion suffered 200 ...... losses Hehe, once I returned to the pre-liberation period, the original army of more than 2,500 systems and thousands of Polish cannon fodder suddenly turned back to 500 people! ”

Hong Tiancheng smiled bitterly in his heart, he knew that the losses in this battle were huge, but he didn't expect it to be so big, sure enough, the miracle was not so easy to establish, tens of thousands of Polish troops, more than 2,000 elite Polish hussars, plus more than 3,000 Polish cavalry and veteran mercenaries, as well as ninety percent of the militia troops in Zhytomyr City, with a mere 2,500 core troops and thousands of cannon fodder, it was like hitting a stone with an egg.

"However, although the losses are greater, in this area of Zhytomyr, I have no opponent in a short time, even the commander of the Polish army was captured by me, and tens of thousands of Polish troops were either captured and scattered or left in the ruins of the town of Beshev forever, presumably, there are not many garrisons left in Zhytomyr."

Thinking of this, Hong Tiancheng raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Yan, and ordered: "You reorganize all the Taiping soldiers as soon as possible and integrate them into my personal guard battalion, and you will be the commander of my personal guard battalion in the future." ”

"Yes, Miko-sama!"

Zhao Zai replied sonorously and forcefully, and there was no other expression on his face except for the iron-blooded aura of a soldier.

Hong Tiancheng's original guard battalion did not have a battalion commander, only an adjutant to assist in command, this time Hong Tiancheng accepted Zhao Remnant's main reason for his ability to be a pawn commander, let him integrate the troops, Hong Tiancheng has always believed that professional things are best arranged for professional personnel to do.

At this moment, the all-out war system suddenly sounded the reward statistics prompt.