My diary of transcendence from the heavens

Chapter 105 103. Defeat the Eight Kings and Kill 30

The war finally came to an end.

The mighty war is finally over.

After a day and night of sorting out, the gains and losses were finally summed up.

Zhao Wuwei's 8000 elite soldiers lost more than 100 people in the charge, while Zhao Xuanqi's musketeers also lost more than [-] people to arrows and other reasons.

This time, a total of more than [-] elite soldiers of the coalition of princes were killed, and most of the enemy troops died in the chaos. There is no specific number.

Moreover, all eight princes and kings died in this war, and no one survived. Most of the rebel princes and officials from various places also died in the war.

In the end, they harvested countless food and baggage, and most importantly, captured many surrendered enemy troops alive.

Inside the tall tent.

Zhao Xuanqi was wearing a robe and had taken a hot bath all over his body. He looked particularly clean.

He is in his 30s this year, but he still looks very young. He also has a lot of beard on display, which adds a lot of majesty to his body.

Zhao Wuwei was sitting on the chair opposite him and resting. He was still wearing black armor and had oil stains on his face, which made him look a little dirty.

There were only two people in the room.

Zhao Xuanqi looked over and couldn't help but praise: "Zhao Wuwei, you are very brave in this battle. I was not wrong about you, you are very good!"

Zhao Wuwei wiped his face and said with a silly smile: "The Generalissimo is the one who has made the greatest contribution. If you hadn't rushed thousands of miles, climbed over the snowy mountains, and circled behind the enemy, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop!"

Zhao Xuanqi took a sip of water and cursed with a smile: "Don't be such a poor talker. I will remember your achievements. When you go back, I will ask Your Majesty to make you a Marquis. You will be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households. Several other generals who fought bravely will also be rewarded." .”

After talking about meritorious deeds and rewards, Zhao Xuan Qidao's eyes showed joy again, and he said slowly: "This war is over, the entire south has been stabilized, and all those rebellious officials and traitors have been wiped out in this war."

To be honest, this huge crisis is finally over.

There were millions of Beimang cavalry entering the pass, and there were also eight princes and kings in the south causing trouble. It can be said that there were internal and external troubles.

Such a huge chaos has turned the world upside down. Zhao Xuanqi has been frightened these days, but now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhao Wuwei was deeply convinced, with a look of respect in his eyes.

The Generalissimo is truly a man of God!
A month or two ago, I thought that the imperial court would definitely be overthrown this time, and there was no hope of victory at all.

Unexpectedly, in just one or two months, the crisis that could sweep the world and subvert the entire country would be easily resolved like this.

Zhao Wuwei could not think of any other adjectives except that of gods and men.

Zhao Wuwei nodded in agreement: "The Generalissimo is mighty!"

He added: "But now there is another problem before me. There are too many enemy troops surrendering this time..."

Zhao Xuanqi frowned and asked seriously: "I asked your people to sum up the gains and losses. Tell me, how many enemy soldiers put down their weapons and armor and surrendered this time?"

Zhao Wuwei looked serious, lowered his head, and slowly stretched out three fingers: "30, a full 30 soldiers!"

"Some of them are elite soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles, but most of them are auxiliary soldiers, but they also have strong combat capabilities. Now they have been tied up and are all under strict supervision by our people!"

When Zhao Xuanqi heard this number, he couldn't help but gasp.

He stood up suddenly and paced back and forth in the room: "Too many people!"

"We only have more than 3 manpower left now, but we have to guard 30 enemies!"

"Ten times the number of enemies to be guarded by twice the number!"

Zhao Wuwei stood up, and the armor plates made a clanking sound. He followed Zhao Xuanqi, leaned over with his tall body, and said slowly: "Generalissimo, and it's more than that!"

"In this war, the enemy's number was too large, and our number was too small. In order to kill the enemy as much as possible, I basically killed the enemy while setting fire. That's why I was able to kill so many enemies and defeat the enemy. It has to be so straightforward.”

"This fire burned a lot of supplies. According to my estimation, the food we have now is not enough to feed so many people. At most, it can feed everyone for a month."

After Zhao Xuanqi heard this, he felt even more difficult to deal with.

Not enough manpower, not enough food!
He walked out of the camp and immediately saw a messy land, with all kinds of corpses that hadn't had time to clean up, including the collapsed and burning tent.

In the prisoner-of-war camp, you can still hear faint cries, the cries are intermittent, basically every prisoner-of-war camp has them, and some cries are even particularly miserable.

He made another conclusion:

"Not only that!"

"This rebellion is a rebellion in the entire south. King Huainan led seven other princes and kings, and a total of eight princes and kings rebelled."

"These rebel soldiers belong to various vassal states. The vassal states have ruled the same place for many years. The people of the country only know the princes and kings but not the court. They only believe in the princes and kings but not the court."

"I'm afraid that to them, we are the real enemies."

"The most important thing is that the reason why the King of Huainan has an army of one million is that most of the soldiers under his command are from the Huainan area, and most of them are from the south. The hundreds of thousands of troops have almost wiped out the household registration in the south, and the soldiers are related to each other. Therefore."

"We killed so many enemies this time, and many of the enemy soldiers were brothers and relatives, their children and relatives and friends. Many people died in this war. I'm afraid they already hate us deeply. "

"We can say that they are their father-killing enemies and relatives-killing enemies."

Zhao Wuwei was overwhelmed by this analysis. He concluded: "We have killed so many enemies. It can be said that we have offended the entire south. I don't know how many wives, children, mothers and daughters are at home waiting for their husbands to return." , now it can be said that every family in the south is in a state of peace."

"If these prisoners are released, given their hatred and hostility towards us, I am afraid it will cause even greater chaos. The rebellion will not stop at all, and suppression will be in vain!"

Zhao Xuanqi closed his eyes.

Three questions.

There was not enough food, not enough men, and the soldiers were resentful.

Putting it back would be like letting the tiger go back to the mountain, but he didn't have enough food to feed so many people, and he didn't even have enough manpower to take care of it.

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Zhao Wuwei with an evil spirit, and said: "Why don't we just stop doing one thing and kill them all!"

Although Zhao Wuwei had expected it, when he heard this order, his breathing still stopped for a moment, and his voice was hesitant and trembling: "Generalissimo, this is a full 30 people!"

Zhao Xuanqi said: "Apart from this, what better way is there? These 30 people are bombs that can explode at any time. Once it explodes, with our small number of people, we may die on the spot at any time, and the country will be destroyed in an instant. ."

"If we don't kill these people, it will be difficult to stabilize the south!"

Zhao Wuwei knows this truth deeply.

This time they were caught by surprise and attacked from both sides. Only then could they break up the enemy troops and capture so many people.

If so many people rebel again, with 3 people on our side and no firearms and ammunition, they will not be able to suppress it!
He said: "I dare to ask the generalissimo, how to kill them? Even if there are 30 pigs, killing them one by one will probably take a lot of time. What's more, these 30 people are not pigs at all, and they will resist..."

Zhao Xuanqi came up with a way: "There are so many corpses on the battlefield, and they haven't had time to collect them all, so plagues are prone to occur." "We must collect the corpses, so let's use the excuse of collecting the corpses and preventing the plague to let these corpses be collected." The prisoners come to dig holes, dig more holes, and take the initiative to dig deeper holes.”

"In addition to burying the corpses who died in the war, the extra holes dug out should be used as their burial places!"

"Our soldiers carry sharp weapons and wear hard armor, and ask archers to stand by and guard them. Once the holes are dug, it will be their death!"

After saying this, Zhao Xuanqi closed his eyes completely and stopped talking. He deeply understood the consequences of 30 people dying.

But now apart from this method, there is no better way to deal with it.

In order to stabilize the entire South, this is the only solution!
Zhao Wuwei nodded, clasped his fists and said, "My subordinates, please retire, I will make arrangements right away!"

The next three days.

Groups of prisoners began to pick up hoes and manuscripts, and began to dig holes in the ground. They dug out many long and deep holes, or found some natural ravines to bury the bodies.

There are also some prisoners who specialize in collecting corpses. They will collect the corpses. These corpses are their fellow villagers. They are happy to collect the corpses and throw the corpses into the pits.

More than [-] people died in the war. When all the corpses were collected and filled in the holes, careful prisoners would find that there were still many holes that were not used!

It seems that the holes were dug a little too much this time!

By the time they reacted, it was too late.

Zhao Xuanqi has already given his order.

Hurry and kill!
All these prisoners were violently driven into pits and killed in batches.

These three days of digging pits and collecting corpses were physical tasks. The food Zhao Xuanqi provided to the prisoners was not enough. Coupled with the lack of sleep, the prisoners were extremely weak.

Hungry and tired, there was no chance to resist.

It was too late when they wanted to resist. They could only be driven into the pits like lambs to be slaughtered, and eventually died in the pits they dug with their own hands. Together with their fellow villagers who died in the war, they will forever be separated. sleeping in the pit.

At the same time, some prisoners in the camp felt something was wrong. After these imperial soldiers transported the prisoners out, they did not transport them back. Something must be wrong!

After some investigation, they carefully discovered that the imperial army was killing prisoners, but they were unable to stop them. They could only let out painful wails and miserable screams in the camp.

But no matter how much you scream, it's useless, because sooner or later it will be their turn for the next batch, and they will only die.

Groups of Royal Forest Army, Ziyun Army, and Forbidden Army, these imperial soldiers, could not bear to see this scene.

Trapping and killing so many people is a crime!
It can be said that anyone with a bit of conscience and a bit of a hidden heart will feel that this scene is too cruel.

However, as soldiers, they could only obey orders and kill these prisoners with their own hands.

Zhao Xuanqi stood aside to supervise.

There was a prisoner from an enemy general. When he was being transported past Zhao Xuanqi, he stared at Zhao Xuanqi fiercely and made a hateful voice: "You executioner, you have killed so many people, you will definitely go to hell." !”

Zhao Xuanqi closed his eyes and replied: "If you can stabilize your family and country, what will happen if you go to hell?"

If all these soldiers are not killed today, when they cause rebellion in the future, more people will die in the world.

By then it was too late to completely regret it.

Killing a few people and fulfilling the majority, maybe this is the choice that the superior must go through.

So he could only carry out this order unswervingly.

Most of a day later, 30 enemy soldiers were completely trapped and killed.

There were also some people who resisted midway and were directly shot by soldiers with bows and arrows, or hacked to death with swords, before being thrown into pits and buried.

A line of sky and plain.

This vast plain may never be peaceful again.

Zhao Xuanqi stood on the Xiantian Plain, looking at the thick earth under his feet, as if he could hear the suffocating screams coming from the ground.

Most of the soldiers on the court's side were in a sad state.

However, people's sadness and joy have always been incompatible.

There are also many people who are in a state of joy.

Because of the great victory and the killing of so many enemies, after returning this time, there will definitely be many people who will be rewarded based on their merits, and there will be no shortage of titles.

Zhao Xuanqi didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

The joy is that the battle was a complete victory, but the sadness is that too many people died in this war.

He looked at a long river flowing on the plain, and could even see blood flowing in the river, as well as some corpses drowned in the river.

But he could only sigh. Finally, he remembered a poem and slowly recited it:

"Picture of Zeguo Jiangshan entering the war"

"How can the living people enjoy Qiaosu?"

"Don't talk about the matter of becoming a marquis"

"Once you will succeed, your bones will die."

"It is rumored that one battle will lead to hundreds of gods' sorrow"

"The war between the two sides of the Taiwan Straits continues"

"Who says there is always nothing wrong with Cangjiang?"

“There has been a lot of bloodshed recently”

The civil servant next to him slowly wrote down everything he saw, and also wrote this poem in it, and finally carefully summarized the experience.

History was frozen at this moment and became a strong mark:
[Huwei Pass, a line of sky, the rebels of the princes and kings knocked on the pass]

[The two armies were facing each other, and thunder struck from time to time, hitting the camp of the rebel commander, and the rebels were in chaos]

[The Generalissimo used 30 elite troops to attack from two sides, bravely attacked the coalition of millions of princes and kings, killed eight kings, and obtained [-] surrendered soldiers]

[The Generalissimo said: "If you don't kill them all, you might cause chaos", but they use deception to kill them all]

[Bleeding like a river, boiling like thunder]

(End of this chapter)