Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 947 Responsibilities
Rum froze for a moment, depressed, and said sadly, "Yes, I know Instructor Liu."

Since Tashi was unconscious, the soldiers in the first column also obeyed Lang Mu's command.

Hundreds of Ideal Liberty Army soldiers led thousands of slaves who were at a loss and didn't know what was going to happen next, each of them looked for a place to rest.

But to the surprise of Langmu and others, all these slaves returned to the paddock of the Woying tribe.

Only by entering there can they relax.

The entire street of the Woying Tribe is full of mutilated bodies and arms, gurgling blood slowly flowing on the street, and the strong smell of blood makes people want to vomit.

"How... how did it become like this?"

Yiyi just glanced at it, her face paled, she turned her head away, not daring to look any further.

The little old man Shen Jing covered his eyes and ran to the side.

A trace of grief flashed in Luo Yun's eyes, and he sighed silently.

Elizabeth looked serious, and walked in through the gate of Woying Tribe. Luo Yun hesitated for a moment, then quickened his pace, catching up with her and walking alongside her.

Although they won this time, none of the Ideal Liberty Army soldiers cleaning the battlefield showed excitement on their faces, all of them were sad and sad. Some had tears in their eyes, and they wiped away the tears while packing up the remains of their comrades in arms.

Tears flowed down the cheeks, mixed with blood and dripped to the ground, making it unclear whether it was tears or blood.

"Rum."

Elizabeth saw Rum standing alone in the middle of the street, which was in stark contrast to the silent soldiers who were buried in cleaning the battlefield.

"Miss Elizabeth."

Rum's body shook slightly, and he turned around slowly. After seeing Elizabeth, he took a few steps towards her and stopped again.

Elizabeth quickly walked to his side, she saw the tears in Rum's eyes, which made Elizabeth instantly understand, it seems that the Ideal Freedom Army lost more people than she expected in this battle many.

"How many people have we lost?"

Elizabeth asked softly.

"...All the living people of the first column and the second column are here."

Rum was silent for a while, raised his hand with all his strength, pointed to the people cleaning the street, lowered his head, and said softly, "...There are still about 100 people."

Elizabeth's heart was full of emotions, she sighed, and said in a low voice: "It's because I expected a little optimism..."

"No, Miss Elizabeth."

Rum shook his head and said with self-reproach: "It's my fault. If I didn't disperse the brothers of the second column into various rooms, but gathered them together, they wouldn't die. If I didn't disperse them Even if the guards drive those people back, we can completely retreat when we see something bad, or find a place to resist. In that case, the loss will not be as great, and the comrades in the first column will not be affected ..."

As he was talking, he began to choke up. He couldn't continue to say the following words, and the big teardrops rolled down to the ground: "...It's all my fault!"

Elizabeth's heart froze, she immediately knew why Rum's previous figure looked so lonely and bleak, it was because Rum attributed all the deaths of the more than 300 people to himself at this moment, he Think he killed those comrades in arms.

"Rum, you heard me, you are not wrong."

Elizabeth reached out and grabbed Rum's shoulder, lifted his head, looked at his eyes full of grief, self-blame, guilt, and regret, and said slowly: "If there is something wrong, we must be responsible for these dead comrades." If so, then that person must not be you, but me."

Rum's body shook, and he looked at Elizabeth in astonishment. After a few seconds, he shook his head and said, "Miss Elizabeth, you don't need to comfort me here..."

"Rum."

Elizabeth interrupted him, and said calmly: "I didn't comfort you, what I said was true, think about it, if I hadn't suggested starting from the Black Sky Tribe, if I hadn't suggested that the first target to attack would be the Wo camp tribe, then none of this will happen, will it?” She pointed to both sides of the street, where the corpses of ideal Freedom Army fighters were sorted out and neatly arranged.

"Miss Elizabeth..."

Rum opened his mouth, was silent for a while, and said: "Your strategy, your gaze, and your plan are all right. Fighting will kill people. I know this very well, so you don't need to comfort me. "

"Rum, I'll say it one last time."

Elizabeth's eyes became serious, and she said in a deep voice: "What I said just now did not mean to comfort you. On the contrary, I just told you the truth. You also said that people die in war. Since you understand this , then why are you still blaming yourself? Is it because you let them disperse?"

"Rum, on the battlefield, the situation is ever-changing. You have to understand that we cannot decide what the enemy thinks. We can only guess and analyze. We have made various plans in advance, and we also want to how the enemy will react, right?"

"But in fact, we guessed the enemy's thoughts, but we didn't expect that they would drive these civilian troops back, and we also ignored one point, the influence and deterrence of these guards on these civilians, so It finally led to the situation on the battlefield that we did not expect, which caused a large number of casualties of our soldiers."

"Later, although I asked Mr. Wang and Instructor Liu to come back to help, it also took some time. On the battlefield, time is life, and every minute and every second, there will be a large number of casualties. If it is really about responsibility, Then I must bear a lot more responsibilities than you. You are at most the responsibility of improper command, but I have caused this situation because I ignored the possibility that the guards might drive the civilians back to join the war. Happened, do you understand?"

After Elizabeth finished speaking earnestly, she looked at Rum seriously.

"...Miss Elizabeth, don't you really blame me?"

Rum's tears flowed down at once. Before Elizabeth and the others arrived, no one could understand his mood. When he saw the corpses of the soldiers in the second column, they were dragged out of the room , When it was placed on the side of the street, each corpse Rum had to go over and examine it carefully.

He had a little bit of a fluke fantasy in his heart, what if, what if they were only seriously injured and not dead yet?

But to Rum's despair, all his bodies were cold and he was not breathing.

Along the way, Rum looked at the corpses of hundreds of soldiers. In the end, these soldiers were covered with blood, and their lifeless eyes seemed to gather together, flashing past in his mind.

Rum suddenly felt that he was an executioner, because if it wasn't because of his command error that caused everyone to disperse, maybe so many people would not have died. His heartbeat was weak and his breathing was difficult.

He stood on the street in a daze, his brain was in a mess, and familiar faces flashed through Rum's mind. He couldn't help but wondered how desperate these soldiers must be before they died. and fear.

"Rum, I don't blame you."

Seeing Rum's appearance, Elizabeth sighed, patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and said, "Besides, they won't blame you." She pointed to the lifeless bodies on both sides of the street, and said in a serious tone. Said loudly, "As long as we don't forget them."

"Woooooooo..."

Rum nodded vigorously and couldn't help crying loudly.

"Be tough rum."

Elizabeth shook her head, her tone became severe, and she said, "You are the captain of the second column. You must know that many soldiers are looking at you and following you as an example. They will follow you only when you become strong." Be strong, understand?"

"I understand Miss Elizabeth."

Rum cried in a mess, raised his hands in salute, and said in a broken voice, "Don't worry, I'll just cry this time..."

"Ugh."

Elizabeth knew how depressed and uncomfortable he was, so she shook her head and said in a low voice, "If you want to cry, keep your voice down so that everyone can't see it."

"Ah."

Rum nodded, turned his head, squatted on the ground, leaning against the wall, tears fell to the ground one by one.

"Uncle Elizabeth."

Liu Xiaotong's voice sounded from behind.

"what happened?"

Elizabeth turned to look at him.

"Sissokota..."

Liu Xiaotong hesitated for a moment.

"Oh?"

Elizabeth was taken aback, frowned, and said, "What's wrong with him? Did something happen again?" After finishing speaking, she didn't wait for Liu Xiaotong to speak, and said impatiently, "If this guy makes any more fools, Just lock him up and beat him up, let him stay there honestly, don’t even look at what time it is, and come out to make trouble..."

"Uncle Elizabeth."

Liu Xiaotong interrupted her, coughed, and said in a low voice: "Sissoko is dead."

"It's better to die, so you don't have to worry about it... What did you say?"

Halfway through Elizabeth's speech, she realized something was wrong, her body shook, she looked at Liu Xiaotong in astonishment and asked, "Sissoko... is he dead?"

"Yes."

Liu Xiaotong nodded, pointing to a blood-stained and bruised corpse on the street, and said in a low voice, "It was discovered by a soldier just now."

Elizabeth didn't make a sound, and walked over there quickly. Luo Yun and Liu Xiaotong followed behind her. The three of them came to the corpse and stopped. Elizabeth took a closer look.

That's right.

Indeed, Sissoko.

He was facing up to the sky, his body was covered with blood and footprints, and there were several solidified wounds on his body, which made people look shocking.

His expression was very calm, his eyes were looking at the sky, as if he was thinking about a problem, he could not see any pain at all, and fear was contained in it, on the contrary, Elizabeth could see that there seemed to be a trace of relief in his eyes, relaxed Feel.

(End of this chapter)