Chapter Seventy-Nine: Post-War Statistics

"The last general, Zhao Yun, carrying the Changshan Army, returns with honor!"

Zhao Yun looked at Li Tang above the city wall, with a smile in his eyes, clasped his hands into fists, and said respectfully.

"See the lord!"

The Chang Shan army behind shouted in unison, and a bad breath came to his face, this is the evil qi that can only be condensed after experiencing life and death, and there are several dead souls under the knife, with this evil qi, it can directly scare ordinary people stupid!

Only in this way can it be regarded as an army that has experienced a hundred battles, an elite army, and a division of Wang You!

"Datang soldiers, welcome back, I, Li Tang, thank you again!"

After Li Tang finished speaking, he pulled out the sword in his hand, stood in front of his chest, and bowed slightly, which was a heartfelt gratitude.

"Protect the monarch for thousands of miles, rivers and mountains, and every inch of land. ”

All the soldiers were moved by Li Tang's sincerity, just ask the world, which monarch bows to ordinary soldiers?

No, in the monarch's heart, he is the supreme existence, as the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, the top nobleman of the Continent of All Nations, how can he bow to a group of soldiers, even if the war is won, at most it is just a piece of paper, rewarding meritorious deeds, and making superficial efforts, where is Li Tang's sincerity.

"Okay, Datang has Changshan Army, don't worry!" Li Tang said with a smile.

There was a smile on the face of the soldier below, to be recognized by the monarch is an honor, a compliment, an affirmation!

Then after a brief chat, Zhao Yun took the soldiers into the city, just experienced a big battle, the wounded soldiers need to be treated, cleaned, eaten, and rested.

It was not until midnight that the wreckage of the war was cleared up, and the city returned to tranquility, and most of the troops returned to the barracks to rest, and only a small number of soldiers were still under martial law.

The tranquility after the war filled everyone's heart, looking at the mountains and forests, through blood and fire, and looking at the long darkness, everyone cherished it very much and enjoyed the hard-won peace and relief.

Perhaps, in another world, there is also a group of people who are looking for the lost beauty!

And in this silent night, the city lord's mansion is brightly lit, and the candle and light towers illuminate the city lord's mansion, like daylight, and you can see people coming in and out from time to time.

After the end of every war, it is very important to count the casualties, which plays a vital role in the future war planning and deployment, so Li Tang ordered the lieutenants to work overtime to count the number of people.

In the internal office of the government office, more than a dozen lieutenants sat on chairs, holding a piece of white paper in their hands, on which bright red numbers were written in vermilion, ranging from dozens to hundreds, which was very dazzling and pierced people's hearts.

As the captains entered one by one, Li Tang's roaring voice came from time to time in the room, and the captains outside shrank their necks and trembled!

"How did you become a lieutenant, a thousand soldiers actually lost more than 400 soldiers, are you a blind commander?" Li Tang asked loudly.

In front of him stood a strong man, his eyes flashing, without a trace of scars on his body, and his mouth trembled in defense:

"Lord, it's the soldiers under him who don't listen to orders, you can't blame me!"

"Smack!"

Li Tang's hand slapped the table heavily, and said angrily: "Don't make excuses for your mistakes, you can't even manage the soldiers under your command, what kind of face do you have to be a captain, take the initiative to be transferred to a centurion!"

The strong captain was stunned for a moment, his face was anxious, this is not good, this captain has spent a lot of money in his family to get it in his hands, but he must not throw it away, and immediately pleaded:

"Lord ......"

As soon as the words came out, before they could be explained, Li Tang was tired of waving his hand and said, "Go down! I don't want to listen to people's arguments, because if there are too many arguments, it is a lie." ”

The strong captain was stunned for a moment, his eyes darkened, knowing that the matter was irreparable, and after saluting in frustration, he slowly withdrew.

Just when he came to the door, Li Tang's voice sounded again: "Be with your son, share life and death, wait for you to understand the comrade-in-arms and reinstate your position in the official!"

The strong lieutenant's body trembled, and most of the unwillingness and resentment in his heart immediately dissipated, bent down slightly, gently closed the city gate, and disappeared at the door.

"Next!"

A lieutenant sitting outside, with a serious face, pushed the door in, and soon, Li Tang's voice of praise sounded, there were no touching words, only an affirmation, an affirmation of his achievements.

............

There were fewer and fewer lieutenants at the door, the night was getting deeper and deeper, dawn was quietly coming, and after seeing the last lieutenant, Li Tang found that the sky was already dawning, and the newborn sun shone on his desk.

A new day is coming, the sun is shining brightly, everything last night is like a dream, and the crimson number has finally been counted, which greatly exceeds his expectations.

Twenty-one thousand seven hundred and twenty-nine, a number written in vermilion, in the sun, emitted a deep red glow, making people sad, and this was only the number of casualties protecting the city of interflues.

"Alas!"

Li Tang sighed softly, put down the brush, stood up, and through the window, he saw that the garden outside was full of green, purple and red, and a white shadow passed through.

"Zilong, you're here, let's talk about the casualties!"

After waiting for five or six seconds, Li Tang said loudly, and he heard slight footsteps, and Zhao Yun walked in in a white robe.

"Lord, the casualties of the Changshan Army have been counted, a total of seven thousand five hundred and twenty-six people!"

Zhao Yun said heavily, this is the biggest casualty experienced by the Changshan Army, although it has created a brilliant record, but people can't be resurrected after death, which still makes him feel distressed.

"What about the wounded?"

Li Tang nodded and asked, the deceased is gone, may the living live forever, he cares more about the wounded soldiers, and must ensure that every wounded soldier is treated.

"Don't worry, my lord! The wounded soldiers have been arranged and concentrated in the mansion in the inner city. Zhao Yun immediately said.

"Let's go, come with me and have a look. ”

Li Tang thought for a moment and took the lead to walk out, and Zhao Yun saw this and followed closely.

Passing through a splendid complex of buildings, Li Tang came to a huge manor, surrounded by martial law soldiers, like eagle's eyes, strafing all around.

"See the lord!"

After seeing Li Tang, they all saluted, and their hearts were very excited.

When I crossed the threshold, I saw the wounded soldiers inside, lying on simple beds, groaning in pain, and many military doctors shuttled between them, healing the wounded.

Looking at those young people who were in their prime, because of a war, they were unrecognizable, with stumps and legs, lying on the bed without knowing life and death, Li Tang's heart was greatly shocked and he couldn't help but reflect.

War is cruel, the imperial road under his feet is paved with the blood of countless people, and the white bones, wailing and soul, always eroding his heart, so he must learn to be strong and let go of the unbearable in his heart.

I would rather bear the people of the world than the people of the world bear me! Only in this way can the royal road be accomplished, the imperial road can be seen, and the imperial throne can be sitting.

Unconsciously, Li Tang's heart changed again!

Become iron-blooded, strong, and cold!

The sword in the emperor's hand is iron-blooded, the emperor's body will is strong, and the emperor's heart is cold.

(End of chapter)