Chapter Twenty-Five: Nothing Takes Charge
"Read." Zhao Kuo said.
"Our army suffered a total of 7,352 casualties, most of which were caused by the Qin army's Iron Eagle Warriors. Sixty-one ,321 seriously injured and 10,821 lightly injured were all sent to the rear for treatment. The losses of the Qin army were about 14,000, of which about 650 were killed in the battle. ”
All along, casualties on the battlefield are counted together.
Serious injuries equals death, and minor injuries equals no injuries.
In troubled times, human life is the least valuable, no one will waste resources to treat an ordinary soldier, whether it can be recovered or not depends on themselves.
Therefore, once a soldier is seriously injured, it can be said that he will die.
However, Zhao Kuo ordered that no matter how serious the soldier's injuries were in the future, as long as he was still alive, none of them could give up, and he must make every effort to treat them.
Therefore, Liu Pingcai counted separately.
Of course, the losses of the Qin army are still counted together.
"It's really worthy of Qin Jun." Zhao Kuo said with emotion.
In this battle, it seems that the Qin army's battle losses are twice as large as Zhao's, but in fact, if the Zhao army is seriously injured, the battle losses of both sides are actually about the same.
But Zhao Jun is the defender!
"Fortunately, I got a group of doctors, otherwise I really don't know how to fight."
"Just a battle, what do you think?" Zhao Kuo looked at Lian Po and the others.
"Judging from the attack just now, the commander of the Qin army is still Wang Di." Lian Po said with a frown.
"It's really not like Bai Qi." Tian Dan also said.
Although he has never played against Bai Qi, he has studied Bai Qi's fighting style, and he rarely fights hard.
"Hasn't Bai Qi been appointed commander yet?" Zhao Kuo was a little puzzled.
According to historical records, after Qin learned that the commander of the Zhao army was replaced by Lian Po to Zhao Kuo, he replaced the commander with Bai Qi.
But the specific time is not recorded.
"But today's battle is a little weird, like a temptation, it's better to be careful." Le Yi reminded.
"I'll tell you to go down." Zhao Kuo nodded, it was right to listen to Le Yi militarily.
……
"My lord, the battle report is ready." In the evening, Liu Ping walked in with a piece of cloth.
According to the regulations, after every war on the front line, it must report to Handan.
Of course, Zhao Kuo is the commander-in-chief, so he naturally doesn't need to do this kind of trivial matter himself, just hand it over to his subordinates.
"I'll see." Zhao Kuo took the cloth and looked at it generally, "Write it like this, write more about the casualties of our army, don't send it now, and send it two days later." ”
"No." Liu Ping didn't understand why Zhao Kuo reported more casualties and sent them two days later, other generals all underreported some casualties to invite credit, can they still invite credit if they report more?
But these have nothing to do with him, he is Zhao Kuo's retainer, just say what Zhao Kuo says he does.
As for what King Zhao thinks, it has nothing to do with him.
"The secret report should have been sent to King Zhao last time, I don't know if King Zhao will let me go back." Zhao Kuo looked at the night sky outside the camp, and his thoughts flew thousands of miles away.
……
Zhao Guo, Handan.
"Yu Qing, look at this secret report." King Zhao handed the secret report to the scribe next to him.
Yu Qing took the secret report, read it, a faint smile appeared on his face, and stroked a few sparse beards, "King, this is a good thing." ”
"Oh? Why did Yu Qing say this? Zhao Wangdan asked puzzledly.
"Your Majesty, please see, the secret report said that the Qin army attacked the barracks at night, and Zhao Long and others fought to death, but did not say how many soldiers were killed or wounded on both sides, which is unreasonable." Yu Qing pointed to the secret report and said.
"You mean, Ma Fuzi lied about the military situation?" Zhao Wangdan frowned.
"No, this shows that Ma Fuzi began to seize military power as soon as he arrived in the army. Has the king received a letter of impeachment these days? ”
"Not really." King Zhao thought for a moment and shook his head.
That means that Ma Fuzi has achieved certain results. It only took a few days to initially seize military power, and he is worthy of being the son of a famous general. Yu Qing said admiringly.
"What does Yi Yuqing mean?"
"Just do it according to the meaning of Ma Fuzi, reward, posthumously, and reassure the hearts of soldiers." Yu Qing said.
"Okay, Yu Qing will be in charge of this matter." Zhao Wangdan nodded.
"I don't know why General Lian Po hasn't come back yet." King Zhao muttered.
"General Lian Po is a stable person, so he must be a little relieved that he can't fight the war and wants to stay for a few more days." Yu Qing said with a smile.
"That's how it should be." King Zhao nodded.
……
Qin State, Xianyang.
Eight hundred miles of Qinchuan hinterland, Weishui through the south, the mountains in the north.
The Xianyang in the evening is somewhat quiet, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyes the whole city golden red, which is magnificent.
Qin Wangji, who was already in his sixties, climbed up the city wall with the support of the guards, and he held the female wall with both hands, looking at Weishui slowly to the east.
"When the sun sets, the white waves pass away."
Qin Wangji looked at the rolling waves of Weishui, and recalled in his mind when he had just been proclaimed as the king of Qin.
In the blink of an eye, it's been more than forty years.
Qin Wangji was already very old, his face was full of wrinkles, and he didn't know how many years he had to live.
Regarding birth, old age, sickness and death, Qin Wangji looked at it very calmly.
As a monarch, he is already considered to have lived a long life at this age.
Most monarchs have received the most formal education since childhood, and they have to learn literature and martial arts every day to strengthen their bodies.
At the end of the day, the lifespan is less than that of an ordinary person.
Thinking of his eldest brother, King Qin Wu, he achieved extraordinary achievements at the age of eighteen, and was known as the strongest genius in martial arts in the history of the human race.
However, at the age of twenty-three, when he was at the top of the mountain, he suffered a backlash of luck, missed for a while, and was stoned to death.
This is the jealousy of talent.
Qin Wangji is very satisfied that he can live to be over sixty years old!
But he still has one unfulfilled wish, that is, to solve the last obstacle for his children and grandchildren in his lifetime: Zhao Guo.
"Changping Emergency."
Suddenly, a rapid sound of horses' hooves broke the tranquility of Xianyang, and a figure quickly rushed over from a distance.
"Stop." Qin Wangji frowned.
"No."
After a while, the soldier who reported the news was brought up.
Qin Wangji took the urgent report, opened it and looked at it, a little incredulous: "I actually lost." ”
The soldier who reported the news looked at King Qin in horror and did not dare to move, for fear that King Qin would be unhappy and cut him down.
Many of the seniors who sent the letter died unjustly in this way.
However, Qin Wangji was very generous, and did not embarrass him, waved his hand and said: "After receiving the reward, rest for the night first, and then return to the army tomorrow." ”
The soldier breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly knelt on the ground, and kept thanking him.
Qin Wangji paced back and forth on the city wall, and he was not angry because he lost.
Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and the great cause of the Qin country is great, not to mention losing once, even if you lose ten times, you can afford to lose.
Moreover, Wang Yi said in the battle report that the losses of the two sides were about the same, but the losses of the Iron Eagle Ruishi were somewhat large.
Qin Wangji believed that Wang Ji would not lie to himself.
The afterglow of the setting sun gradually disappeared on the horizon, and the night gradually enveloped the land, and the King of Qin stopped.
"Order, let Bai Qi take charge."