Lying on the stretcher turned out to be Yu Shi, the former general of Lu Zhi.

This person can carry Zhang Chong's twenty-one blows before he is defeated, and he can be described as a tiger general in the world. That's why Zhang Chong asked people to bring him down from the battlefield.

At this time, a group of Taishan generals looked at Yu Shi with curiosity or convincing.

This man earned their respect for both courage and loyalty, especially if they were left alone with the king, and they might not even be able to raise their swords.

It's not that they are not as brave as Yu Shi, but that they already have a deep respect for Zhang Chong.

Zhang Chong carried a pot of water, walked in front of Yu Shi, and said to him lying on the stretcher:

"We don't know each other, I know people, I know you loyally and bravely, and I really like it. If you are willing to follow me and drink this urn of water, you will be my man. ”

Some people win people by crying and crying, and some people win people by being humble, and some people win people by coercion and temptation, but Zhang Chong does not take them, but only takes like-mindedness.

Hearing Zhang Chong's words, Yu Shi's eyes were full of complexity.

Even if it is an enemy and me, Yu Shi has to admit that if there is a real hero in this world, it must be this person.

Although Yu Shi has the courage of a lion and tiger, he is not a barbarian layman. Although his family has declined, the ancestor is a Huchen who follows Guangwu, and his knowledge and ambition are not ordinary.

If Zhang Chong was really just the courage of the sky, although Yu Shi would be convinced of this person, he would never think that he was a hero, let alone a hero who was unparalleled in the world.

Don't you see Xiang Yu, who had the strength to carry the tripod, rushed to the three armies, and forced the main force of the 300,000 Qin army in the Battle of Julu, wasn't he still ambushed on all sides in the end?

Therefore, courage is never the only criterion for measuring whether a superior person is a hero.

And on the contrary, is Gaozu a hero?

Yu Shihui replied in the affirmative, yes. Because Gaozu punished Qin, he was able to unify the four seas, so that the world would no longer be a world of great contention in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

Therefore, even though Gaozu is a ranger who walks horses, fights cocks, and abandons his wife and children, he is still a hero.

And what about Zhang Chong in front of him?

It is simply the strength of both Gaozu and the overlord, benevolent and loving, and brave to break the army. is righteous again, and that pride is rushing to the sky on the battlefield.

And the most important point is that although he is lying there, Zhang Chong's arrangement of his lord and young lord is upright and kingly.

So in the face of Zhang Chong's almost domineering question, Yu Shi tried to get up and said respectfully to Zhang Chong:

"I am willing to calm this troubled world with King Zhang."

Zhang Chong laughed, put the water bag on Yu Shi's chest, and then asked people to send him down to heal well.

After that, Yu Shi was sent down.

After he left, Zhang Chong changed a glass of wine and saluted the fifty-three senior military officials present:

"This battle was won by all of us, but let's not forget our brothers who died in battle, who gave their lives for me and for you. We must not forget them, let us raise a glass to them. ”

The fierce generals of the three armies, including Yu Ban, Dong Wan, and Yang Mao, held their wine glasses high and shouted:

"Please die in the robe, drink."

Zhang Chong led the brothers to worship the heavens, sacrifice to Tai from afar, sacrifice to the nine shadows, and finally sprinkle the loess with wine.

In this way, including the eight brothers lying in the middle of the Horse Leather Shroud, the brothers who died in the battle drank the first cup of wine.

After that, Zhang Chong and his brothers ate some barbecue and left.

He was going to the medical camp to see the wounded robes, who needed their king to give them the confidence to live.

When Zhang Chong and Cai Qu had not yet entered the medical camp, they had already smelled heavy bloody gas and wails.

And it wasn't until they walked in here that they saw that this place was simply a purgatory of human nature.

Here, you can get a glimpse of the reality of war and how fragile life is.

When Zhang Chong and the others arrived, the doctors and craftsmen had been working at high intensity for a long time.

From the very beginning of the war, they had to treat the officials who had been sent down.

Today's medical camp is not simply the first aid methods trained by Zhang Chong, after including some outstanding doctors in this world, the medical camp has formed a system of treatment from emergency debridement and bandaging to postoperative recovery and recuperation.

However, the battlefield conditions were limited, and the doctors could only classify these wounded soldiers into minor injuries, serious injuries, and near death.

Minor injuries will be simply debrided, some herbs will be applied to stop bleeding, and a little willow bark water will be drunk, and then they will be sent to the wounded barracks to rest, and these tasks will be done by some medical apprentices.

The seriously injured are those with mutilated limbs, and those who will die if not treated will be taken over by a formal medical practitioner and the amputation operation will begin.

It's a horrible scene, and even the most brutal slaughterhouse can't compare to the operating room here. Those severed limbs are placed on the ground, and anyone who sees them will never forget this horror.

Zhang Chong was the first to visit here.

In a large sealed tent, for every amputated officer, the next one was arranged. They were like pigs on an assembly line, and they were sent to the tent in the black hole to be slaughtered.

This is the truest thought of the wounded soldiers who are waiting outside.

They were outside, listening to the screams inside, and their whole spirit was on the verge of collapse. There are even one or two tough guys inside, and even amputations in it are holding back and not making a sound.

But as everyone knows, this silence made the wounded soldiers outside even more afraid.

Until this time they saw the king coming up.

The king, dressed in khaki military uniforms and without a guard of honor, stood on the side of the procession and watched them.

The wounded soldiers were cut off with knives and axes, and their legs were either cut off or their feet cut off. Often, the incision of this wound is not neat, and if it is not completely amputated, it cannot be bandaged at all, and then it will bleed to death.

So even when they saw the king coming, they could only lie on the stretcher and look at the king weakly.

Zhang Chong looked at everyone silently, feeling that any language was so pale and hypocritical here.

But Zhang Chong, as a leader, can't really say nothing.

So, Zhang Chong had no choice but to preach:

"Do not be afraid, brethren. Our healers have been blessed by the Yellow Heavens, and you must believe that they can save your lives. ”

Zhang Chong rarely talks about superstition or Huang Tian or anything, but for these officials who are about to collapse their will to survive, maybe there is a Huang Tian in their hearts that can help them.

Zhang Chong's words really comforted many of the officials present, and they prayed, praying that Huang Tian would give them the courage to accept all this calmly.

In this way, Zhang Chong looked at the officials who were sent into the big tent like flowing water, listened to the painful wails inside, and thought of their pain, his heart ached.

But Zhang Chong has no choice, lacking enough instruments, no matter how good the surgeon is, he can only be helpless.

Not to mention, they also lack anesthesia.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chong took out a small notebook from his arms and wrote down the word anesthesia on it.

"I still have to get anesthetized."

Zhang Chong also had a task on this trip, which was to check the number of casualties and the proportion of casualties in this battle.

Generally speaking, Zhang Chong should have waited for each battalion to report the casualty data of each battalion, and then summarized it. But now many battalions are still scattered on the battlefield, and the battalions are still unable to send a complete number.

So Zhang Chong was ready to get news from the medical camp.

It was also around this time that the battalion of the medical battalion would be Lao Suntou, the old man who followed Zhang Xiaod's father when he was in the old Taishan Army.

He took a young military officer and ran quickly to Zhang Chong to explain.

Zhang Chong shook his head and asked directly:

"Now count the casualties."

The old grandson smiled a little, and then asked his nephew behind him to answer. His nephew has been studying in the military academy for five years, which is a clear calculation.

The officer first glanced at Zhang Chong excitedly, and then gave the numbers very professionally:

"There are 1,700 corpses of our troops sent down from the front, 1,536 seriously wounded, 3,000 lightly wounded, and 475."

Seeing that Zhang Chong was still listening, the military official said again:

"According to past experience, eighty percent of those who can return to the team after minor injuries have to be transferred, and the remaining one percent have to change places, and another ten percent have not survived. For those who are seriously injured, only about 20% will survive. ”

Zhang Chong looked up at the military official in surprise and asked:

"You got this experience?"

The officer looked nervous and hurriedly explained:

"Subordinates often find that the occurrence of certain things will always show a certain pattern, and as long as there are enough times, the closer they will get to this law. Although the experience just mentioned by the subordinate is from the past, it is still possible to have a general range of casualties recovered from this war. ”

Zhang Chong nodded, although he didn't ask the person's name, but he wrote him down in his heart.

For this number, Zhang Chong is still very uncomfortable.

Although it is now clear that the death toll is at 1,700, if we add the serious injuries that followed and some uncounted missing people, the real death toll is at least 3,000.

And the number of people participating in the battle of the Taishan army this time was about 40,000 people, in other words, there were 10 percent of the deaths. Generally speaking, the estimated total casualties of a battle may be ten percent, and now the death toll alone accounts for one-tenth of the casualties.

It can be seen how fierce the war in the Zhongren Pavilion is this time.

However, as the victorious side, the Taishan army has such casualty figures, so the loss data of the Han army on the opposite side can be imagined.

Although Zhang Chong did not have time to count the corpses of the Han soldiers who were still abandoned on the battlefield, he judged that the Han army's battle damage should be three times that of his own.

The number of soldiers who participated in the war before the war was more than 50,000, close to the level of 60,000. The number of surrenderers is about 20,000, more than 10,000 killed, and more than 20,000 wounded, which is also roughly in line with the intensity of the battle.

Hey, 3,000 children died in this battle, and Zhang Chong and the Taishan army took the north for him.

You Zhang Chong really have to deal with these brothers who died.

……

No matter how gorgeous the bonfire is, there will be ashes, and no matter how noisy the banquet will be, everyone will disperse.

The night was dark, but no one could sleep.

The auxiliary soldiers in the army were sleepless because they had to carry the corpses of the Han soldiers on the battlefield and rush the wounded together with the strong men of the baggage battalion.

Although they did not suffer any casualties in this battle, it was really hard. At the feast, they ate a fist-sized piece of meat, drank a bamboo tube of wine, and added a full amount of corn. And after eating, they continued to go to the front line to carry the wounded.

During the day, they had almost brought all of their own people down to rescue them. This time I went up to treat the Han soldiers who were wounded and abandoned on the battlefield.

This is a fairly abundant human force, and the Tarzan army needs them very much. In the future, if you want to carry out in-depth governance in the Northland, you will also need these local officials.

Originally, each side was its master, and you were wounded and lying there, and you were dead and dead. But now that the Tarzan army has brought them down from the battlefield and saved their lives, it is a great favor to them.

Along the way, the Taishan Army will save the wounded soldiers of the enemy army in every major battle, and these wounded soldiers will choose to join the Taishan Army after recovery. It is in this way that the Tarzan army has grown to this extent.

However, we should not overestimate the moral level of these strong men in the army.

There are some reasons why they are strong men instead of Taishan Army.

On this battlefield, although they did not dare to touch the relics of their own people, they showed no mercy to those on the corpses of Han soldiers.

Although the rule in the army for these people is that all seizures will be returned to the public. But they can always find some way to not secretly bury their belongings in the ground and leave them for later digging. It is to use the corpse of the Han army to entrain.

In short, these people do not have the honor of the Taishan soldiers, they are mercenary.

With the bonfire and the moonlight, they scavenged everything on the corpses of the Han soldiers. But for the tasks arranged above, they also did it honestly, after all, everything in their family depended on the Taishan army.

They support the Taishan army and are willing to obey orders.

But that doesn't stop them from making a little bit of a fortune in the process.

While the strong men were like hardworking bees, going back and forth between the battlefields, the regular soldiers in the camp were also digesting their sorrows.

This is how grief often begins.

When the brothers in a tent began to boast about their exploits during the day, and someone did not believe it, the man said, "If you don't believe me, ask so-and-so."

And until everyone began to shout the name of so-and-so, there was no response in the dark. At this time, the brothers in the tent realized that he had been killed in battle.

These were some of the battalion leaders with relatively light casualties, and perhaps one or two were killed or wounded in a single tent.

But in the case of some battalions on the right flank and in the center of the most intense fighting, this sadness has reached the point of heartbreak.

They often go out together with ten people, and when they come back to sleep, they are alone in the tent.

Even like a unit in the camp, 500 soldiers were ordered to fight, and only 67 returned to the camp in the end. One can imagine how many tents were empty this night.

In fact, think about how terrible this big battle is taking place here.

Nearly 100,000 people fought on a battlefield of less than 10,000 mu in Zhongrenting, and as many as 10,000 of them were left on the battlefield, and there were corpses and blood at the place where they stepped on.

The thick blood made the beasts in the nearby mountains and forests unbearable, and it wasn't for the rows of torches on the periphery of the battlefield that would have rushed in a long time ago.

In short, the sound of beasts, moans, and cries on this night constituted the most real battlefield here.

But the good news is that the night is going to end.

By tomorrow, this northland.

The old king is dead, and the new king should be established.