My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 408 The end of the war

People who have never been on the battlefield can't understand how shocking the scene is when the bones of tens of thousands of people are piled up together.

The corpses piled up like a mountain. This sentence describes the situation outside the city of Yingzhou at this time. The dilapidated flags are whistling by the cold wind, and there are many ominous birds such as vultures and crows hovering above the cloudy sky.

Waiting to peck at dead bodies.

Rivers of blood?Bleeding and drifting?I'm afraid it's impossible to describe this tragic situation, it's like a hell on earth.

In Zhang Kuang's hand, the armor was stained red with blood, and there was no clean spot.

Tens of thousands of people behind him stood as solemnly as the general, and the swords in their hands were still dripping with blood, staining the snow-white land outside Yingzhou city red.

There was a sound of galloping horses coming from the north, and they raised their hooves and stopped a few dozen steps away from Zhang Kuang and the soldiers.

The blood on Xiong Kaishan's face had already been blown by the cold wind and solidified, turning over, Xiong Kaishan put the horizontal knife into the sheath and walked gently in front of Zhang Kuang with a desolate expression: "General, the Turkic horses run too fast. Catch up."

Zhang Kuang looked at the gloomy sky with melancholy: "Take stock of the battlefield, let the commander in the army report the results of the battle, burial the brothers who died in battle, and prepare the roster."

"Follow the order."

Zhang Kuang walked towards the city alone with his Mo Dao in his hand, a loud voice came from behind the silence: "Victory, victory."

"All the soldiers listen to the order and clean up the battlefield."

"The commanders of Longwuwei began to order their soldiers to clean up the battlefield and collect supplies."

After a night of silence, Zhang Kuang's generals gathered in the General's Mansion in the early morning of the next day, waiting for Zhang Kuang's arrival, chatting a few words from time to time, judging by the joy on his face, he must have gained a lot.

"The general is here."

"The last general will join the battle."

Zhang Kuang's eyes were tinged with black, he obviously stayed up all night, and he walked steadily and forcefully to his position: "Generals, get up."

"Thank you, General."

Putting the helmet on the table, Zhang Kuang sat down: "Military commander, report the results of the battle."

Cao Zhongjun, dressed in civilian attire, came out holding a thick booklet in his hand.

"Returning to General, this battle lasted a total of fifteen days, and there were 110 and three confrontations. A total of 1000 people were beheaded, 2000 people were captured, 23 horses were disturbed, and [-] carts of food and grass were disturbed. Among them, the leader ranks [-]."

"How about the battle damage?"

"This?" Army Central Secretary Cao looked at Zhang Kuang in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

Sima in the army came out gently to signal Si Cao to retreat.

"General, the lower officials will report the damage to Longwuwei."

"speak."

Sima in the army took the brochure in Si Cao's hand: "Returning to the general, the battle lasted fifteen days. About 6000 soldiers were killed, 200 were seriously injured, and 9000 were slightly injured. The most serious, a total of 3000 people, including 200 light cavalry, 1000 archers, and more than 800 heavy cavalry."

"More than 6000 people died in battle, and another [-] brothers were buried in other places and could not return home. This general is ashamed of their wives, children, and children."

"General, this battle can be described as a catastrophic victory. The losses of the Turks are more than three and a half times that of ours. In addition, the prisoners captured a large number of war horses, which can be described as a victory that has never been seen in more than ten years."

"The general is mighty."

"The general is mighty."

Zhang Kuang slammed the table with a cold face: "A complete victory? Is this called a complete victory? According to the city, the Turkic people are weak and thin, and they have caused such losses. Is this a complete victory? How many brothers will be lost when the army is strong? Ten thousand, twenty thousand, or the entire army will be wiped out?"

A group of generals lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

"Don't forget that the number of bows and arrows used in this war is the largest ever. There are nearly 60 arrows of various kinds, but only more than [-] people were shot and killed. What is there to be proud of in such a result?"

"General, the Turkic people are superb in riding skills. They hang their bodies on the belly of the horse and gallop the horses so hard to hit them. Nearly 60 of the 30 arrows were shot on the ground, and some of the Turkic people were hit by more than a dozen arrows. Only Yu."

"This is not a reason. The Turkic people can kill thousands of brothers by hanging on their horses and fighting back quickly. You can practice how they practice!"

"Order."

"The captured prisoners paid a lot of money and lured them into the bow and arrow camp to train archers. One person refused to accept and killed ten people, ten people refused to accept and killed a hundred, and a hundred people refused to accept and killed all of them."

The face of Sima in the army changed: "You can't do it, the general, it's not good to kill prisoners."

Zhang Kuang's face turned cold: "If you can't use it for me, if you keep it, there will be disasters. The so-called ominous killing of prisoners is just empty talk. The god of killing Bai Qi killed 40 soldiers, and he may not be punished by God. Even if there is a punishment from God, this general It also depends on whether it is the scourge of heaven or the sword in the general's hand."

Sima in the army retreated helplessly: "Follow the order."

"The brothers who died in battle were buried generously, and the pensions were distributed in accordance with the laws of the dragon. Those who went up to the commanding general and went down to the captain and lieutenant who dared to drink the blood of soldiers would be divided into five horses."

"Order!"

"Severely injured soldiers should be treated by doctors immediately, and must be rescued with all their strength, and no one will die as much as possible."

"Order."

"Huo Buyan, Xiong Kaishan."

"The end is here."

"The golden eagle sent a letter to Suzhou, Ganzhou, and Fuzhou to inquire about the Warring States Period. If the war is not over, all the heavy cavalry and light cavalry will be replaced by Turkic horses and rush for thousands of miles to support."

"Sima in the army."

"The subordinate is here."

"Draw up a roster, and all meritorious officers and soldiers will be rewarded."

"Order."

"Stand back, this general is going to give a memorial to His Majesty."

"The general will wait to retire."

After a group of generals resigned, Zhang Kuang wandered and thought for a while.

With a cup of tea, I sat down at the table and began to retouch my pen.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the guard of Yingzhou, Zhang Kuang, sees His Majesty, the Turks have no virtue, and an unknown teacher invaded our border. I wish your Majesty the dragon body and health, long live long live long live long live."

At the same time, the Turkic troops attacking the remaining cities in northern Xinjiang began to retreat after receiving the pigeon letter from King Du Lu.

All that was left was a corpse.

Dulu's attacking the city not only suffered heavy casualties, but also the Six Guards of Dalong in Ganzhou, Suzhou, and Fuzhou also suffered horrific casualties.

More than 9000 soldiers were lost in Ganzhou, [-] in Suzhou, and [-] were lost in Fuzhou, which was flat and the most serious.

No matter how unfavorable it is when troops are dispatched, the soldiers in northern Xinjiang can suffer such severe damage. If the ice and snow melt and the soldiers are strong and strong, the Turkic combat power can be imagined, and it will change qualitatively.

All in all, it is still a lot of gains. The Turkic people lost several times as many soldiers in their siege as the Turkic people, which is a blessing in misfortune.

It's a pity that tens of thousands of dragon boys can never go home again

The poor bone beside the Wuding River is still a person in a boudoir's dream.

Just like what Zhang Kuang said at the beginning, the rank of a general and the title of Marquis of Huguo will never compare to the words of his soldiers and brothers: "General, let's go home."

The brothers who used to share day and night have been separated from each other in just a few days. The cruelty of war can never be described with a few words or a few words.

It was the interweaving of blood and fire.

PS: There is only three shifts today if I have something to go out with.

　The grades in the book are not to mention horrific, but they are also unbearable to look at directly. My younger brother once wanted to give up.

　　However, I don't want to let down the support of so many brothers, so I can only forge ahead and write down persistently until the end of the book.

　　I don’t know, it’s been a few months since I complained, and it’s been a long time since I asked for tickets or rewards.

　　Let the horse come over, all comers are welcome.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)