Chapter 502: Secrets in the Army

Early in the morning, all the senior generals gathered together, and after a few hours of rest, the blood stains on their bodies had been cleaned, but the faint evil aura still involuntarily emitted, making the temperature of the hall extremely cold.

However, the joy of victory in the war is indispensable!

Everyone's face showed a smile, very relaxed, after all, every war is a way to survive with flesh and blood, and if you survive, of course, you must enjoy it in time.

"In my life, I have never served anyone, so I will serve the Lord alone, ten thousand years have passed, the countries of the Eastern Continent have been bullied and looked down upon by the Central Continent, but I didn't expect the Great Xia Empire to suffer in the hands of the Lord."

Wei Kui stood up and said excitedly.

He still remembered that one hundred and twenty years ago, many countries in the Central Continent implemented the "hunting plan" and sent generals to the Eastern Continent, starting from the border of the imperial country, rampage all the way to the imperial city.

In the eyes of those generals, the top forces in the Eastern Continent are a hunting ground, a land of barbarians, and despicable people.

That year, everyone in the Eastern Continent felt aggrieved, but they dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak!

"Wei Aiqing, you are serious! The Tang Kingdom is a whole, and the victory of any battle is not the work of one person, but the encouragement of tens of thousands of people. Boya, yesterday's battle, how were the losses?"

Li Tang waved his hand and said, looking at Boya on the side.

In the entire hall, in addition to the military generals, there is only one civil official left in Boya, and the big worship of the tree ancestor

"Lord Hou, in yesterday's war, our troops lost more than 726,000 people, and almost every soldier was wounded, and those who were seriously injured and could not hold the troops were 172,000. ”

Boya stood up, took out a letter, and said with a little sadness, those who can't hold the soldiers mean that they are seriously injured and can't go to the battlefield again, that is to say, after this battle, the number of losses is as high as 900,000.

"Waiting for the lord, the last general will ask for his life, and execute those who can't hold the army!"

Wei Kui and the other generals of the Tiger Legion, after being silent for a while, knelt on the ground and said with their heads bowed.

"Why?"

Li Tang was taken aback, and said with a calm face, he felt a burst of dissatisfaction with these generals, the love of comrades, if they don't abandon or give up, how can they be executed because they are injured?

"Waiting for the lord, a seriously wounded soldier, unable to fight, no longer suitable to stay in the army, after returning to his homeland, it is only a burden to his family, it is better to die, n some subsidies"

Wei Kui said sadly, this is the helplessness of grassroots soldiers, once they lack arms and legs, the best way is to die.

If you don't die, returning home is equivalent to letting your family raise a waste.

When you die, your family can get a subsidy, enough to live well for a few years, and you are worthy of this family affection and the nurturing grace of your parents.

"Before the Great Yuan Imperial Kingdom, was it the same?"

After Li Tang heard this, his sharp eyes swept over the people in the hall, and he was a little depressed in his heart, the soldiers of the army, fighting for the country, were heroes who stood up to the sky, but after being injured, they ended up like this.

God hates the heroes and falls, and the earth hates the heroes and splashes blood!

It shouldn't be

"Waiting for the Lord, it has always been!"

Wei Kui did not hesitate and said in a low voice, his face slightly red.

"The Great Yuan Imperial Kingdom is like this, but the Great Tang Kingdom of this king does not have this provision, go, go to the wounded barracks. ”

As soon as Li Tang slapped the table, after speaking, he walked out of the main hall, Wei Qing, Huo Quai, Boya, and Shuzu hurriedly followed, looking in a hurry, as if a war was about to break out again.

"Legion Commander, the Lord Candidate seems to be a little unhappy. A general of the Tiger Ben Legion asked suspiciously, isn't the execution of seriously injured soldiers to relieve the pressure on the imperial court?

"Maybe the Lord is really a little different, keep up, our good days are coming!"

Wei Kui's face full of vicissitudes showed a knowing smile, holding the saber, and hurriedly followed, this was the most comfortable laugh in decades.

Outside the city of Jialing Pass, a messy mountain recess, hung with blood gauze everywhere, a few soldiers, listless patrols, painful SNNs, endlessly, everywhere filled with despair, death, and the liveliness of the pass, in sharp contrast.

A Bao, born in a small county town on the border of the Great Yuan Imperial Kingdom, is the only son in the family, and originally did not have to join the army, but the front line was tight and he was forcibly conscripted.

He was lucky and not lucky!

In the first few battles, he survived, killed a few enemy soldiers, was promoted to captain, and sent all of them home, thinking about his elderly parents, he would be very happy.

But the happy days did not last long.

He is now, like hundreds of thousands of brothers, full of despair!

Looking at the blood-drenched broken arm, his heart was very confused, hesitant, and at a loss

I heard from the seniors of the army that soldiers who have no combat effectiveness will be abandoned, and the best thing to do is to cut it off on their own, receive a death allowance, and send it home.

But he's different!

He is the only son in the family, and he can't die!

He died, who would take care of his elderly parents? Will the money sent back allow the two old people to live out their old age in peace?

This is absolutely impossible, maybe as soon as the money is sent back, it will be snatched away by the bullies in the county, and in the troubled times, where is there a place for the poor people to live?

"Captain Wu, there is a Xuantie knife here, when the general finishes training, he will find a place and cut it off by himself! Remember to use force, it is best to wipe the neck and cut off the head, so as not to be killed by a knife and be killed alive."

Next to Po, there was a veteran, with a broken leg, lying on the ground, like a dead corpse, dark eyes, deeply sunken, full of scars, dry and cracked lips, oozing a trace of blood.

In his hand, too, he held a knife, full of serrations, the remnants of a long battle.

"No, I can't die, I have to go back to take care of my parents, they are the only one, I don't die"

Ah Bao didn't take the knife, sat down on the ground, and said in tears, this cry made the sad atmosphere even heavier, and the soldiers around him also shed tears when they smelled it.

Death, no one wants to die!

"You're an only child, it's a pity! A serious injury like ours, without a good elixir, can't be saved at all, after two days, the wound becomes inflamed, bleeds to death, even if you go home, it's a waste, you can't live for a few days, why bother?"

The veteran sighed, his voice getting weaker and weaker, and at the end, two tears of blood flowed out of his eyes.

"Are you really going to die?"

After hearing this, Ah Bao's mentality collapsed a little, and he kept asking in his heart, and then stretched out his other hand, holding the Xuantie knife tremblingly, with a hesitant face.

"Waiting for the lord, there is a wounded barracks in front, do you want to enter?"

At this time, under the leadership of Wei Kui, Li Tang and his party came to the front of the canyon, and they could smell blood and SNN from afar.

"Let's go, go in, pass on the doctor, Danshi, open the medicine store, and make every effort to treat the wounded soldiers. ”

Li Tang did not hesitate, and after the order was issued, he strode into the wounded barracks, and Wei Qing and Huo Quai, flew to Jialing Pass as fast as possible, holding the general seal, and mobilized the military physicians. 11