"Master Hou, a big victory, Gao Basi Timur has been captured alive, and the rest of the people, except for the hundreds of people who surrendered, are all ambushed."

"Yes, the fight is okay, what about the casualties of our army?"

Even if the scout didn't come to tell him, the outcome of this battle was expected by Zheng Xiong.

All you need to know is to understand your own casualties in a human-centered mindset.

"Returning to the Hou Ye, hundreds of people were injured and more than 100 people died."

This casualty is really not big, but for Zheng Xiong, it is still a little difficult to accept.

Although the two armies were fighting, casualties were inevitable, but such adequate preparation and these casualties were indeed unexpected.

It's a pity that even if the current fire gun has been improved, the problem of gunsmoke has never been solved.

Treating the cavalry was still a little reluctant.

Otherwise, the explosives thrown by the trebuchet, plus a round of fire coverage, even without the advent of Gatling, the casualties in such a competition could be reduced to negligible.

That's it for now.

"Summon, bring the wounded back to the city first, and let the military doctors treat them."

"The dead collect their bodies and bring them back to the gate, don't let the soldiers who died in battle stay outside the city, and the souls of the dead will not be able to return."

"Yes, Master Hou. In addition, Timur, the high head of the Yuan army, shouted to see you, and a imprisoned general of the Yuan army also clamored to see you and report it to the Hou Ye. ”

"Tell them, no."

"Tell the whole army, go home, it's time to eat."

"No."

After giving the order, Zheng Xiong stepped forward and walked in the direction of Yanmen Pass, Li Si hurriedly followed, and the army turned around.

The scout informed Gao Basi and Hong Boyan of Zheng Xiong's reply.

The two of them asked incredulously.

"Why?"

"How do I know, where did you two prisoners come from, don't delay me to eat."

After saying that, the two were put in prison.

Gao Basi Timur was a little disappointed, and Hong Boyan was indeed a little puzzled.

obviously informed Zheng Xiong of his intentions, and the two parties did not have to live or die.

Now if you don't see it, you won't see it, and turning your face is faster than turning a book, which is really incomprehensible and confusing.

There was no suspense in this battle, and Zheng Xiong beat the Yuan army without a backhand with a crushing attitude, which shocked the merchants who watched the battle.

Although guns and artillery have been heard of, artillery is actually similar to the role of trebuchets, equivalent to a substitute.

But compared to a bomb of this power, it is different.

It brought an unprecedented visual and auditory impact, leaving an indelible impression on everyone's hearts.

The senses of the merchant are shocked.

In the eyes of the insider, it is very different.

For example, the Ming army that came with the Yuan army and the soldiers of the Ming army who guarded the wall.

A strange feeling arose in my heart.

Think about it from another perspective, if you are against such an army, then what will be the victory or defeat.

The answer is obvious, unless you rely on the advantage of mobility, the fate of the same as this group of Yuan troops will not be the same.

If the earth-shattering thunder is used to defend the city, then even if there are thousands of troops and horses, what is there to fear.

In short, both insiders and laymen have left an indelible impression on their hearts.

With the closing Ming army, the only remaining Yuan army entered the wall.

The sound of falling along the wall came, and the competition came to an end here, leaving only the dirt bags to tell the unusual place.

After a simple meal, Zheng Xiong went to visit the wounded soldiers, and the medical resources of these hundreds of wounded soldiers were sufficient, and they were quickly and properly handled in front of these experienced doctors.

Most of them are traumatic, and there are only so many injured people, and it is still very quick to deal with.

After dealing with the wounded, the next thing is the dead.

In the past, I was just a military doctor, and my hand couldn't stretch long.

Now these people are all sleeping because of themselves, and their bodies are still there.

Then it is not possible to generalize with the past.

It just so happened that many wounded soldiers who came to treat the first few times failed to survive, and Zheng Xiong simply built a cemetery on the green hill on the side.

It is different from the soldiers who were hastily buried before.

The soldiers who died this time were able to know their information.

Zheng Xiong was not stingy, recruited people's husbands, and dug up graves.

The stonemason carved the stele, and the carpenter made the coffin.

It took several days to get the mausoleum done.

Although Zheng Xiong's actions were a little unclear, what was there to erect a monument to these soldiers who were consumables, Zhang Huaiyuan still gave the door of convenience.

Let Zheng Xiong's progress in building the mausoleum be orderly.

In three days, a neat mausoleum was erected on top of the green mountain.

More than 100 coffins and steles stood quietly beside the pit.

Zheng Xiong led nearly 10,000 soldiers neatly lined up at the foot of the green mountain.

As time passed, Li Si whispered to Zheng Xiong.

"Master Hou, the auspicious time has come."

"Well, give me the order and bury it."

As Zheng Xiong's order came out, the soldiers waiting by the coffin sent the coffin to the pit.

Fill in the soil and erect a monument.

Zheng Xiong stood at the bottom of the mountain with a serious face, and said after the monument was completed.

"Shoot."

"No."

More than 200 firecrackers, divided into twelve columns, came with Zheng Xiong's order.

The general beside the firecracker immediately said.

"The first row listens to the order, prepares."

"Put."

"Second row ready."

"Put."

"Third row, ready."

"Put."

Twelve shots are fired almost the highest etiquette for most armies in the world to sacrifice their comrades, and the troops use the gun salute to comfort the dead, express their blessings to the deceased and affirm the life of the deceased.

At this time, Zheng Xiong brought this set of etiquette to this world and paid his own unique respect.

Courtesy.

Li Si quietly walked in front of Zheng Xiong.

"Master Hou, there is a big monument in the middle, there is nothing on it, please show it to Master Hou."

"Come on."

Zheng Xiong took the pen and ink handed by Li Si and walked to the blank monument.

It mentioned the eight big characters of the soul of the Ming army that will last forever.

"The soul of the Ming army lasts forever."

Then I felt that something was missing, and wrote two lines of small words on the side.

Dare to fight the old bones to capture the enemy.

Protect my Chinese frontier.

"Dare to fight the old bones to capture the enemy and protect my Chinese territory."

Li Si on the side slowly read out this short sentence, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

As Li Si's voice came out, some people in front of him also heard this.

Looking at the eight big characters of the eternal existence of the soul of the Ming army, my heart is like Li Si, but it is different.

No one has ever said such a sentence, or erected such a monument, just so that these soldiers can rest in peace.

The person who is a confidant dies, Zheng Xiong at this moment has a different status in the hearts of everyone, that is a person who can truly understand himself.

Once the generals are successful, who else can know the sacrifice of these small soldiers except the successful generals, the answer is no.

And Zheng Xiong gave them the answer they wanted.

(End of chapter)