The Dashun cavalry said that they would go, and soon disappeared at the end of the field of vision. However, for the sake of insurance, Xu Yingwei still sent an infantry battalion and a mountain artillery battalion to guard the north of Bali Bridge, and then ordered the rest of the troops to clean up the battlefield.

Chongzhen came to the wounded camp of the Chinese army for the first time. It is customary to visit wounded soldiers as soon as possible after the end of the war.

This is by no means a formalism, but an affirmation of the importance of the wounded. Seeing Chongzhen, the wounded soldiers of the New Army and Guo Zisheng were very excited.

A seriously wounded recruit struggled to get up, but accidentally pulled the wound and fell back on the stretcher, so Chongzhen hurriedly stepped forward and squatted down in front of the wounded soldier's stretcher.

"Don't move." Chongzhen Dao,

"Recuperate in peace." The wounded soldier smiled miserably and said, "Long live the lord, the villain is not a villain." Chongzhen's gaze swept to the medical student standing beside him, and the medical student shook his head secretly.

Chongzhen sighed lightly, turned his gaze back to the wounded, and asked softly, "Yu Agou, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?" "The soldiers of the new army of the Ming Dynasty have an identity card, and Yu Agou's identity card is hung around his neck, and the front is written with three italic characters of Yu Agou, and his hometown is Huating County, Songjiang Prefecture.

"Long live the lord, the villain heard that after destroying the Jiannu, the Beizhi Zhentai will be built?" Yu Agou asked with difficulty.

"Understood." Chongzhen instantly understood the meaning of Yu Agou's words,

"Yes, Beizhi Zhentai will be built." Then it doesn't mean that Ah Gou spoke again, Chongzhen then said: "These 8 infantry towns participating in the Battle of Bali Bridge will all be automatically converted into the town soldiers of Beizhi Zhentai, including the soldiers who died in battle, and all his rights and interests will also be inherited by his eldest son, if there is no heir, he will choose one of them to inherit from his son." ”

"Such a villain is relieved." Yu Ah Gou breathed a long sigh of relief. Immediately, the brilliance in Ah Gou's eyes dissipated, and when Chongzhen reached out to probe his snort, he was already silent, and he dared to hang this breath just to ask about this matter.

Now that your wish has been fulfilled, you can pass away with peace of mind. Chongzhen stretched out his hand and gently stroked Ah Gou's cheek, and Yu Ah Gou closed his eyes forever.

Chongzhen took off Ah Gou's identity wooden tag again, handed it to Xu Yingwei, and repeated what he had just said to Ah Dog to all the wounded soldiers.

All the wounded soldiers immediately shouted "Long live". It doesn't get any better reward than this. Each person has 25 acres of grace and land, and there is no need to pay taxes.

Coming out of the wounded barracks, Chongzhen asked Jiang Tianyi again: "How many people have died in battle?" ”

"Two hundred and nine." Jiang Tianyi said with a heartache,

"There are still more than 200 serious injuries, and even if some Guozisheng can heal their injuries, there is no way to join the army again."

"Two hundred and nine?!" Chongzhen's voice couldn't help but rise an octave. The sacrifices of these sons are deplorable.

Then again, Chongzhen didn't expect these countrymen to come out in a hurry. At that time, the situation was far from the time when it was necessary for these sons to live and die.

However, in any case, it is an indisputable fact that 209 children have sacrificed their lives for the country, and many of them are seriously injured or even disabled.

Those who died in battle need to be compensated. The tablet needs to enter the Martyrs' Shrine. Those who are seriously injured and disabled also need to be settled.

Chongzhen immediately turned back to Wang Jiayan and said, "Wang Qing, I will discuss something with you. ”

"The Holy One is serious." Wang Jiayan hurriedly said,

"Whatever you command."

"Regarding the matter of the Guozijian in Beijing, I still have to discuss a thing or two with you, the Guozijian priest." Chongzhen Dao,

"I plan to send Guozisheng, who was seriously injured and disabled in this battle, to serve as a teacher in Beijing, are you willing?"

"I can't ask for it." Wang Jiayan was overjoyed when he heard this,

"It is a good thing to have such a man who understands righteousness as a teacher, and he can definitely teach the children of the country who also understand righteousness, and this is a good thing, and there is no reason for the minister not to allow it."

"That's it." Chongzhen said,

"When they recover from their injuries, they will go to the national prison to take up their posts." While the two were talking, Xue Zongzhou, who had completed the monitoring task, happened to return to the main formation of the Chinese army, Xue Zongzhou was one of the few Guozi students who were not injured, and the blood stains on his shirt had not yet dried.

"Come here." Chongzhen beckoned Xue Zongzhou to come over.

"I remember that you and Wang are now both fellow villagers of Fu Shan, right?" Xue Zongzhou saluted and replied, "Holy Lord, the student and the current brother are both fellow villagers of Fu Zhangyuan. Speaking of Wang Jin, Chongzhen sighed again and asked, "Where are the remains of Wang Jin and other students who died in battle?" Jiang Tianyi immediately took Chongzhen to the back of the wounded barracks, and a tragic scene was immediately presented in front of Chongzhen, and the remains of more than 200 soldiers wearing shirts were neatly presented in front of him, and the picture was still very shocking.

In particular, the remains of many scholars are still sewn up, such as Wang Jin, who is now sewing up in two.

"I'm so distressed." Chongzhen said secretly,

"What a good student, young, hot-blooded and capable, but he hurriedly withered on the battlefield of Bali Bridge." Jiang Tianyi's lips pursed, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Only Xue Zongzhou said proudly: "Shengshang, my generation of scholars is studying for the sake of self-cultivation and Qi family governance of the world, today I can fight for the Han family, I can fight for the Confucian temple, I can fight for the Ming Dynasty, even if I die on the battlefield, I also have it, and now my brother and other people know it, and they will also say to the saint that there are no regrets in this life." Only Xue Zongzhou said this, and Jiang Tianyi was not qualified to say this.

Chongzhen nodded, and ordered the cremation of the fallen Guozisheng and the soldiers of the New Army. After visiting the wounded soldiers and the dead Guozisheng, Chongzhen returned to the Chinese army.

As soon as he sat down and didn't take a breath, he ran over and reported: "Long live the lord, Zheng has come back, and he also captured an old man of the long live lord." ”

"My old man?" Chongzhen frowned and asked,

"Who?"

"Hong Chengchou." Gao Qiqian said with a smile,

"Is it considered the old man of the Long Live Lord?"

"Hong Chengchou? It's really my old friend. "At this time, Chongzhen is no longer the original Chongzhen, so he has no bitter hatred for Hong Chengchou.

But no matter what, this is a courtier for the ages. While speaking, Zheng Sen had already escorted Hong Chengchou to Chongzhen.

Seeing Hong Chengchou's embarrassed appearance, Xu Yingwei, Jiang Tianyi and other scholars wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and they held back very hard, but those little eunuchs had no scruples, pointing at Hong Chengchou's official robe and the words on his face, while whispering, the volume of voice could just reach Hong Chengchou's ears.

Hong Chengchou was so ashamed that he almost got into the crack in the ground. Many complex emotions were mixed together, and Hong Chengchou simply closed his eyes.

Zheng Sen straightened up and saluted Chongzhen: "Holy Lord, on the way back, the minister ambushed Jiannu's team of Bayala and captured Hong Chengchou with his hand. Chongzhen only glared at Zheng Sen, and said in his heart that you kid is really good at living.

It's just that being able to catch Hong Chengchou, the second minister, is also a great achievement. When his eyes turned to Hong Chengchou again, Chongzhen's face had already calmed down: "Hong Chengchou, when you surrendered to Jiannu, did you ever think that there would be today?" Hong Chengchou sighed and said: "Playing the saint, the sinner has nothing to say, and he has no face to defend himself, just ask the sage to give the sinner a good time." ”

"Hehe, are you doing this to keep the festival for Jiannu?" Chongzhen sneered.

"Definitely." Hong Chengchou sighed,

"As a second minister, how can there be any discipline to speak of? The sinner's desire to die is nothing more than having no face to live in the world. ”

"Want to die? It's not that easy to die. Chongzhen said coldly,

"It is impossible for me to give you pleasure, for a second minister like you, there will be a special yamen to conduct a trial, and you will be sentenced to what crime and what punishment, you should be beheaded and beheaded, you should be exiled, you should be sentenced to hard labor and sentenced to hard labor, and everything will be handed over to the division." Hong Chengchou sighed again, even if he wanted to be a special prisoner, he couldn't get it.

"Hold on." Chongzhen waved his hand and signaled the Praetorian Guards to escort Hong Chengchou down. At this time, the pursuing infantry towns had returned to the Baliqiao camp one after another.

Returning to the camp with the infantry towns that had attacked, there were also groups of prisoners of war. Most of the prisoners of war were Lian Yong, followed by the Eight Banners Han Army, then the Green Battalion, and the least was the Eight Banners Manchuria, and the number of real slaves captured alive was not much, not to mention the two yellow flags and two white flags, and there were not many real slaves of the two red flags and two blue flags, but this was not because the real slaves stubbornly refused to surrender.

The two yellow flags and the two white flags are really stubborn, almost fighting to the last pawn. But the two red flags and the two blue flags are not, and there are still many real slaves on these four flags who are kneeling and begging.

However, the officers and men of the new army have already been killed, especially the officers and men of the new army in the Chinese army's own formation, as long as they see someone with a money rat tail and can't speak official language, they will directly stab them into a sieve and kill anyone they see.

Therefore, the number of real slaves captured alive is very small, not even 10,000. However, there were more than 90,000 Eight Banners of Manchuria participating in this battle.

The remaining 80,000 or so were either killed in battle or stabbed to death by the new army. Also, the captives of the Eight Banners Mongolia and the Outer Domains Mongolia have not yet been brought back.

If nothing else, the cavalry town will not be able to return until late afternoon. As for the Eight Banners Mongolia and the Outer Domain Mongolia, it will definitely not be possible to completely annihilate them.

After all, cavalry is different from infantry, it is especially difficult to catch all of them if they run fast, and if they scatter and flee, it is absolutely impossible to completely annihilate the Eight Banners Mongolia and the Outer Domain Mongolia.

But annihilating half of them should be fine. Sure enough, in the evening, there were small groups of cavalry escorting back groups of prisoners of war, or hundreds, or hundreds, all of them were tied into a long string of hemp rope, like strings of grasshoppers, very embarrassed.

In addition to prisoners of war, the cavalry town also brought back a large number of war horses, ranging from dozens to hundreds.

At the same time, the collected weapons of Jiannu have also been piled up into a hill, flintlock guns, Hongyi cannons, Franc machine guns, camel whirling cannons, etc., in addition to a large amount of grain and grass, often tens of thousands.

After this battle, the countdown to the demise of Jiannu has begun.