Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Wounded Soldier

Looking at the Malmö army that was killed and scattered, Bonaparte gasped and stopped the pursuit of the town militia, Bonaparte knew very well that the results of the battle at this time were already the maximum limit that dozens of them could do, if they rushed to kill again, let alone kill the enemy at that time, whether they could keep a complete whole corpse was a question. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

The town militia who shouted "Ulla" seemed to be in a state of euphoria at this time, and even though Bonaparte had given a clear order to regroup, they still rushed forward for a while before they recklessly turned around and ran back to put their formation in order.

Although Bonaparte was very concerned about the execution and discipline of the army under his command, Bonaparte would not blame too much for this kind of "inertia", as if a person is used to doing one thing, and suddenly stops him immediately without warning, it is inevitable that there will be a little inertia, so those soldiers who rush to kill are just caught in the "inertia" of charging.

It was already very satisfying for Bonaparte to be able to get out of the inertia in the time Bonaparte expected, the third-rate generals knew how to train the soldiers to be obedient, the second-rate generals knew how to train the soldiers to be obedient, and the first-class generals knew how to use the soldiers in their hands according to their differences, and no longer relied on blind military orders.

"Retreat! The front team has become the rear team and withdraws from Lieyuan Town!" Bonaparte looked at the defeated Malmö army, and secretly thought in his heart that such a chaotic situation should be enough for the chasing troops to be busy for a while, after all, Bonaparte and the others only had a few dozen troops at this time, and the number of Malmö troops far exceeded them.

With Bonaparte's order to retreat, although there was a little puzzle in the tired eyes of these town militiamen, they still chose to unconditionally obey Bonaparte's military orders, and after several months of high-intensity mechanized training, the town militia has subconsciously accepted and obeyed any orders from Bonaparte.

After giving the order to retreat, Bonaparte also followed at the end of the queue and ran slowly, but things did not go as smoothly as Bonaparte expected, a tearing pain came from Bonaparte's right shoulder, Bonaparte looked at it, only to see that his right shoulder had been torn at this time, and bright red blood was slowly flowing from the wound.

The black and purple knife wound trembled every nerve in Bonaparte's brain, just now because the brain was in an excited state and secreted a large amount of dopamine, so that Bonaparte temporarily forgot the pain, but at this time, once he calmed down, Bonaparte felt that his physical strength was passing at a speed that he could feel.

This was a danger sign, knowing that they were not in danger at the moment, he had to exercise at all times, but this would inevitably lead to heavy bleeding from the wound, and Bonaparte believed that if he did not deal with it properly, he would soon fall into a coma or die of shock!

Enduring the pain in his shoulder, Bonaparte pulled the tattered cloak behind him and tied it to his shoulder, although Bonaparte himself was in an extremely dangerous situation at this time, he was more concerned about the situation of the town militia.

Since Bonaparte was running at the back of the line, the town militia in front did not notice Bonaparte's abnormality, and they were still retreating and marching at the usual marching speed during training, and Bonaparte, who was not physically strong, was barely following them with a wounded body at this time.

Bonaparte's face had turned pale by this time, and even his attention and consciousness had faded, but Bonaparte still had the few preoccupations he had to pay attention to the soldiers in front of him.

In fact, the situation of the town militia is indeed not optimistic about Bonaparte, almost every town militia in front of them has large and small injuries, they are not seriously injured, and the final injuries are similar to Bonaparte, but these soldiers have begun to show strangeness in such a retreat march, they can only keep up with their front team with difficulty, I don't know when it starts, the march speed of the whole team began to slow down slowly.

But Bonaparte and the others have not yet withdrawn from the confines of Lieyuan Town! This is undoubtedly a fatal blow to Bonaparte!